Sunday, June 21, 2009

My Spirit Uplifters


There's always something that will cheer you up when your down, and there's nothing worse than being ill and in bed.. so here was Anakin skywalker aka hayden


who cheered me for the first half of the week where I dragged myself to my job and its not so glorious tasks, the rest of the week saw FRIENDS

helping me keep my chin up as I lay in bed sadly awake, wanting to sleep, but waking up every 10 mins....
All in all fruitful week of doing nothing and on leave for no reason at all.... oh dear me! I do miss working for Govt Org where i would have Sick Leaves n then Causal leaves and a variety of other leaves....

Strange Life..

Oh ya! I said it, didn't I? That's the most obvious cliched comment i could have made about life and here I have made it.
The Reason behind it has been a culmination of one thought. Yes, one thought of the many that germinate in my fertile mind and die untimely death because of my my job's extreme nerve racking senseless mindless .. I lost track of what I wanted to say.

Anyway, thing is off late in the midst of the sucky job, no Bf scenario was pondering and remembering all those nice fellows that cam and went, some fell away in life's journey. We all go through life meeting a variety of people, I for one have been very lucky to have met some of the most interesting people in my life. The span of time I refer to is 2 years probably 18 to 20 years. Well that time seems so long gone. So, in the ripe old age of 25 I decide to make a PL statement, [Profit/Loss], seemed to me I have not been very nice to tonnes of people, who were very good to me. We are sometimes blinded by some images that drive us, taking control of our thoughts and our capacity to feel for others. In these moments we destroy some of the best relations we may have found. It is like starting to finally get the hang of swimming or some such thing and then simply giving into the panic and come out of it screaming.That is a terrible metaphor.
However, the idea is, when one does realise with a hindsight, that's Foresight with no where to go, that one's pretty messed up and has actually let go of so many good people who could have been the mythical creature, THE ONE, one sinks into a deep depression. Then comes the bolt from the blue, in walks an old flame, the could have been, and funnily enough says all the right things about what a terrible mistake they have made in not having taken things seriously, the whole really good script from your average daily soap opera. And then in the middle of the confession you realise that all the ass wants is to find a silly reason to cheat on his wife and his 2 yr old kid, and the reason apparently is you. How self satisfying this makes one feel doesn't it?

From the person who wanted to be every body's friend suddenly your role seems to be veering off the cliff into the abyss.

Then of course you realise this was some one's trick to show you a sign and prove it to you that what ever happened in your life was for the best, the choices you made have had the right reasons, may not have been visible then, but most certainly they have saved you from something worse.

I can't imagine what a life it would be had I ended up with this particular scumbag, one is pulled towards defending oneself with the Ostrich like thought that being with me would have prevented the sad fall the poor fellow's had, but who am I kidding, one learns in life that if a person is capable of doing something indecent, immoral once, that person is quite capable of doing it twice, and mind you he may vouch for his changed self, however, the Aesop's fable moral rings out loud and clear. "Habits [loosely translated from "Shabhab"] never change even if your dead."

But like always I learn my lesson without too much damage to myself, Steer clear of self - pity and definitely of old flames coz, old they might be but they sure have the capacity to singe you.

And you did good to have dumped them when you did, vice versa of course.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Almost Dead

I am suffering terribly in the Summer Heat, it's taken its toll on my health. I am suceptible to bouts of cough and cold with every season change, so that's a fixed appointment with the doctor every 6 months.
This time I have suffered too much, beginning from last week my cursed job took me on errands across the city in the blinding HEAT. No mercy shown to me by my Boss. He is off the opinion that the harder you push your team the better they will perform. I reiterate everyday at work that if any of us were to die, he would be majorly pissed with our wrong timing, and we would have to return to work as his Ghost Team...
Not funny at all.

After 4 straight days in bed, I have managed to regain some strength mostly because of very high doeses of anibiotic and Guava, eggs and other nurishments.

I had the opportunity to browse through some celebrity blogs. out of all of them the only serious blogger seems to be Mr. Bachchan.

That I think speaks volumes about him as a person. After all with the kind of hectic life he leads if he can find time to blog, I feel terribly depressed thinking that I hardly ever feel the need to write.

My Paper journal also lies empty, perhaps I don't have any new experiences to talk about or may be it is how we look at things in everyday life that make something memorable or mundane.

Hopefully I will survive this illness and be back on my feet soon.