Did you ever think ?

When the main question of existence is asked
And the answer is found
You don't feel the need to blog anything
Thats the reason why I guess I ain't writing any stuff of recently
And mind you, this wasn't,rather, isn't a poem
Just thought of writing line by line,
To avoid the monotony.

Anyway the sun still sets in the east
And things aren't the way they should be
Well, atleast the bonds are quite volatile
with my mind doing nothing to make things simple

In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying... .

The sun may set in the east but atleast its a fine location
Though a little off the block sense of direction.
Who knows if the poles didn't switch positions while we slept.
Space may be the final frontier but it was made in a hollywood basement
Go "big bang", you hear much sweeter sounds these days

The moment you are concerned about being not concerned
You start to fear life and death
Which was the revolution that kept the humans move forward
What makes them think we went forward
Couldn't it have been a little to the left ?

Bloody fools seem to think there are only two options
If it were so, I wouldn't be alive
nor would this computer
which indeed, is classified as a non-living thing.
coz it doesnt exhibit any metabolic activities resulting in growth
But it certainly is hearing, or taking in, what I have to say, rather, write.
Which is what I want, at the moment.
And certainly, non-living things are sometimes affable.
Especially a Sony Playstation.
Whistle on.

Run, fall down, smile, be jolly, get hit on the head,
be serious,get depressed, be cared for, get over
stop the story

See what you never chose to see
Enjoy on
Laugh and term it "an extra-ordinary bit of wit and acting skills"
Be alive to say those.

Love life.

His palms are sweaty
His weak arms are heavy
..............................................
I think I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time.
I think I've forgotten this before.

Deviod of expressions and imagination, I sit. Been watching the sunlight get flooded in the room and slowly retrace its path. Been hearing the fan swinging swiftly.
Oh crap! I have kinematics+vectors test today. And I dunno any bloody thing about it! Just been doing perfectly nothing for the past two months. Sitting idly, waiting for some non-existent thing, bidding away my time by sleeping and indulging in troubles.
Been looking at things both from damn serious and damn jolly outlook. Fed up of both. Bereft of any other perspective.
The going has been rather tough. Compounded by my lack of interest in academics, life has been taking the shape of a rather aggressive crocodile.
Don't even have the patience to write gramatically correct sentences. Can't even bother to look up the notes. Dunno where all this is heading to.
World is now a very small corridor where I cosily settle around for a chat, over a few drinks, phone calls and maybe pranks of a larger scale. Dunno what had been happening in the world since Saddam was executed and Ganguly got a 79 against England.

Being myself

Two eyes that sees colour,
And a head that seeks trouble,
Two hands and two legs, that exists,
Just in case I need to run.

Its funny being me
Because life's just a fricking movie
And I love playing the hero,
the villain, the sub-hero and the anti-hero
Why ? I dunno.
I don't get paid for it
But do get beaten up from time to time

Still, I refuse to learn
Coz learning is such a waste of time
I fall into the same hole
and I yell for help.
People always give me a hand
Why ? I dunno :D but they do
To them, all I have to say is a "thank you"

If life's a fricking movie
Then, I might as well be the director too
Where to, direct to ? :-??
Hehe, till I cease to be alive, I guess.

Time reads 23 05, before going onto 23 30

Overcame by a storm before I knew the existence of a storm
Someone told me its called 'storm'
Then, I came to term the storm as 'storm'
And took up the dictionary to find out its meaning
they told me that it was;
"a disturbed state of an astronomical body's atmosphere, especially affecting its surface, and strongly implying severe weather."
bullshit :-j

I have no more blood,
what was left of it was consumed in adrenaline
and in learning the visceral peritoniums and oritalagus cuniculus.
I thought of becoming what I am, for a change.
and stopped visiting http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=19445877 .
And 6 hours before the next tuition,
10 hours before the oral questions,
18 hours before another set of the above mentioned
24 hours before I repeat the above three lines,
I sit here.
I dunno what it means. :-??
Prolly, a spurge of adrenaline.
Consuming more blood out of my eyes.

World is a 360 degree nothing
We come around, no matter where we go.
unless someone pulls off the trigger of a gun
or if the world just decides to flatten out.

Kurl on – Sleep well.

Dig dig dig …. Chainsaws ….dig dig dig….ambulance ringing….dig dig dig….beheaded heads….dig dig dig….wakes up.... dig dag dig….tuition @ 6 am…. Digggg!!! Its 5 40…. Dig dig dig…. Chainsaws ….dig dig dig… ambulance ringing…dig dig dig…. beheaded heads.

Voice

Centuries of the future, here is my century, solitary and deformed - the accused. My client is tearing himself open with his own hands. What you take for white lymph is blood. There are no red corpuscles for the accused is dying of hunger. But I will tell you the secret of these multiple incisions. The century might have been a good one had not man been watched from time immemorial by the cruel enemy who had sworn to destroy him, that hairless, evil, flesh-eating beast - man himself. One and one make one, there's our mystery. The beast was hiding, and suddenly we surprised his look deep in the eyes of our neighbours. So we struck. Legitimate self-defence. I surprised the beast. I struck. A man fell, and in his dying eyes I saw the beast still living - myself. One and one make one - what a misunderstanding! Where does this come from, this rancid, dead taste in my mouth? from man ? from the beast? from myself ? It is the taste of the century. Happy Centuries, you who donot know our hatreds, how could you understand the atrocious power of our fatal loves? Love. Hatred. One and one... Acquit us! My client was the first to know the shame. He knows he is naked. Beautiful children, you are born of us, our pain has brought you forth. This century is a woman in labour. Will you condemn your mother? Eh ? Answer! (Pause) The thirtieth century no longer replies. Perhaps there will be no more centuries after ours. Perhaps a bomb will blow out all lights. Everything will be dead: eyes, judges, time. Night. Oh, Tribunal of the Night, you who were, who will be and who are; I have been! I have been! I, Franz von Gerlach, here in this room, have taken the century upon my shoulders and have said: I will answer for it. This day and forever. What do you say? Eh ? Answer! ( Jean Paul Sartre)

Nothing much to say, except for that, we wasted our time doing whatever we did now.

My first look at Science

Science is all about where we came from, where we are and where we are going.
In 1936, Albert Einstein said " The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility". Yeah! the one that makes you exclaim at every discovery " How obvious! How stupid of me not to have worked that out for myself".

Ernest Rutherford once said " Science is divided into two categories - physics and stamp collecting". Such was his disdain for other sciences that he was eventually awarded the Nobel Prize for Chemistry ( 1908, for his work on radioactivity and what-not)

The fate of specialists in any one area of science is to focus more and more narrowly on their topic, learning more and more about less and less, until they end up knowing everything about nothing.

What I have learnt from the past 16 years about Science :-

Gravity, as it happens, is a very weak force, unless you have a lot of matter around.

This is a brightfully good place to be in, well, atleast on weekends.

In 10 days.....

I realised the following things.

1. I don't want things to happen as meticulously as planned. Rather, I want things to happen and believe I had planned meticulously for it.

2. The first realization took a long time coming

3. There is possibility of me inventing a time machine, but the only drawback is that it moves only in forward direction and that too by about 8 hours or so, well, depends on the size of the book.

4. The more I think about writing more, the more I feel of sleeping face down on the bed.

5. I want to sleep badly.