Sunday, January 31, 2010
Morning?
I wake up to find myself sick of sleeping. Weird, is it not? I am getting too much sleep probably.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Categorize, Organize
I simply am amazed at how people have mapped out every step of their lives, I mean whatever happened to going with the flow or taking random desicions. Life would suck as hell for sure If I had to run a time table for my life too. Keep the time tables to classes/schools/universities and have a lolly pop. Get rid of the tension, be a kid, once more.
Hunting Season? :P
Along comes the rain, as the vacations arrive, the beast of exams is far behind and so it begins, The Hunting Season :O haha Oh I mean the Basketball season :P
The Other Self (Playground Kids 2)
I wrote a poem like 9 months ago, "The Play Ground Kids". This story has the same idea just with the introduction of Characters. HAHA, I`m lame.
The Other Self
The mild breeze of spring had settled in. Everything appeared more cheerful, It had been a very cold winter and the people of “Balamory” had done well to get through the coldest of winters. Bright sunshine emerged as the people of this small town were getting ready to start there day. Meanwhile, a sixteen-year old “Chris Allen” was getting ready for his day too. This day i.e 1st March had been pinned down on his calendar as this was the day his high school annual results came out. His family had great expectations of him and they knew that Chris was going to make them proud. Chris had worked hard on those exams too.
On the other side of town, A group of nineteen year olds had beaten down a kid in the street while bullying him and taking the poor child’s money. The tallest of them was “Mark Donald” who appeared to be the leader of the gang and had that commanding authority to his personality. While they ran away, Mark with no care in the world, lighted a cigarette and laughed at the little boy. This was not the first time this particular gang had assaulted a person, there had been several other occasions when this rugged group of three had beaten down people and ran away with their belongings, this appeared to be another regular activity for Mark and his friends as if part of their lives but life had not been always like this for Mark, he was once the “good kid” but not anymore.
Three years ago, Mark just like Chris had high expectations for his annual high school exam results. Being raised in the town Orphanage Mark had always despised other kids with families, he wanted a family too and these exams were the perfect opportunity for Mark to make the other kids jealous with his grades. Although his wise personality often got the best of him but he believed it to the best part about him but one week before the annual exams Mark had a major argument with the principal, who had summoned Mark to his office to discuss future college applications but Mark wanted to consider his decision and take time with this particular decision because he believed that “If you are not sure, take time and do what ever you wish to do” but the principal “Mr. Alex Turner” had other ideas, because he wanted to get Mark into college with his influence, so he (Alex Turner) could take credit for teaching and nourishing a bright student but Mark thought otherwise because he did not want to get into college by sympathy as being a orphan, he did not want to be considered a charity case. He wanted to get there by his own hard work. This lead to an argument between Alex Turner and Mark Donald and they were not on speaking terms anymore.
A week after the meeting at the Principals Office, Marks annual results came out. He was in a state of shock, from being a good graded student, Mark had failed. His whole world had turned upside down. Alex Turner with his influence over the Examination Control Authority had made sure the Mark fails in his exams so that he cannot pursue college education.
Mark was devastated with his results, he had lost all hope and he knew this was the result of the argument he had with the principal. He had lost hope in the educational system, having lived a life with little expectations; his dream had been crushed by the controlling authority. This lead to life changing decisions for Mark, he stopped coming to school, started taking drugs and at one point even considered committing suicide but his natural wits had stopped him from doing that.
Chris had a jumpstart of a day, getting the “best of lucks” from his family, Chris decided to spent the few hours he had left before the result in the park at the outskirts of the town. Steady steps towards his destination. As he entered the park, he saw two boys bullying little kids and a third guy standing just a few yards away, with a hint of swagger smoking a cigarette as if he was in control of everything, He probably was the leader of this gang.
As thoughts like “Why is he considered cool” “Is he worth to be followed”. Chris’s cell phone rang with a beep, it was a text message probably from some friend, letting him know his result and congratulating him, time had flown by as he was lost in thoughts sitting on the park bench.
As he read the message, his torso had an out of body experience; his whole world shook as if somebody had pulled the ground from beneath his feet. He was in a trauma, he had failed his exams, he had failed his parents, and he had failed his parents. This brutal reality was very hard to gulp down for little Chris Allen. Thoughts like “What would happen now?” “Should I run away”, “Am I a failure?” crossed his mind. Tears had started to come down from his eyes; he had no control over them as his mind went further into the realms of this brutal reality.
He was panicking, he had decided that he will walk to the outskirt cliffs of the town and commit suicide, Among all of the bullying, the panic, bad news, Mark had noticed little Chris Allen walk out of the park, crying, he knew Chris had his result today and assumed that he probably had failed too. But Mark knew Chris Allen, he was a good kid with a lot of potential and he was just like him (Mark Donald) so it was probably not expected that he failed. So he decided to follow Chris.
The wind blowing into Chris’s face, as he stood on the edge of the cliff thinking about his decision, his mind shaking with thoughts of the consequences, bad news, people he had let down. He was ready, as he closed his eyes, took a long breath getting ready to jump. He was pulled back by Mark into the world. With commanding force he had pulled back and thrown back on the ground,
Chris screamed “Leave me, Alone, I want to die”
Mark: “No, You don’t”
Chris: “Yes I do”
As he runs forward to jump, Mark holds him back, pushing him back to the ground
Mark: “I won’t let you quit this easy”
Chris: “Why?”
Mark:”Calm down and I`ll explain”
Chris, calms down and thinks “Why does he want to save me”, “Is he a good person”
Mark:” I know you Chris, you don’t need to quit, You have a lot of potential”
Chris: “But I`ve let my family down, I’ve failed”
Mark: “So what? There’s always next time”
Chris: “But Why? Do you want to save me?”
Mark:”I was once like you and I see myself in you”
Chris’s mind was about the explode with thoughts of this encounter, Mark waited for Chris to calm down and then started walking with him back towards the town, telling him about how he failed the exams and took the wrong decisions and would now want to see you (Chris) waste your life like he did. Chris was confused but he knew that his decision was stupid and was thankful to Mark for saving his life who he considered a bad influence but this conversation had changed Chris’s mind, he would go back to school, to his life and face the consequences of him failing. Lost in his own thoughts, Mark called out his name and told him that it was time for him to go home, the thought of admiration for Mark crossed his mind “His Other Self”.
The Other Self
The mild breeze of spring had settled in. Everything appeared more cheerful, It had been a very cold winter and the people of “Balamory” had done well to get through the coldest of winters. Bright sunshine emerged as the people of this small town were getting ready to start there day. Meanwhile, a sixteen-year old “Chris Allen” was getting ready for his day too. This day i.e 1st March had been pinned down on his calendar as this was the day his high school annual results came out. His family had great expectations of him and they knew that Chris was going to make them proud. Chris had worked hard on those exams too.
On the other side of town, A group of nineteen year olds had beaten down a kid in the street while bullying him and taking the poor child’s money. The tallest of them was “Mark Donald” who appeared to be the leader of the gang and had that commanding authority to his personality. While they ran away, Mark with no care in the world, lighted a cigarette and laughed at the little boy. This was not the first time this particular gang had assaulted a person, there had been several other occasions when this rugged group of three had beaten down people and ran away with their belongings, this appeared to be another regular activity for Mark and his friends as if part of their lives but life had not been always like this for Mark, he was once the “good kid” but not anymore.
Three years ago, Mark just like Chris had high expectations for his annual high school exam results. Being raised in the town Orphanage Mark had always despised other kids with families, he wanted a family too and these exams were the perfect opportunity for Mark to make the other kids jealous with his grades. Although his wise personality often got the best of him but he believed it to the best part about him but one week before the annual exams Mark had a major argument with the principal, who had summoned Mark to his office to discuss future college applications but Mark wanted to consider his decision and take time with this particular decision because he believed that “If you are not sure, take time and do what ever you wish to do” but the principal “Mr. Alex Turner” had other ideas, because he wanted to get Mark into college with his influence, so he (Alex Turner) could take credit for teaching and nourishing a bright student but Mark thought otherwise because he did not want to get into college by sympathy as being a orphan, he did not want to be considered a charity case. He wanted to get there by his own hard work. This lead to an argument between Alex Turner and Mark Donald and they were not on speaking terms anymore.
A week after the meeting at the Principals Office, Marks annual results came out. He was in a state of shock, from being a good graded student, Mark had failed. His whole world had turned upside down. Alex Turner with his influence over the Examination Control Authority had made sure the Mark fails in his exams so that he cannot pursue college education.
Mark was devastated with his results, he had lost all hope and he knew this was the result of the argument he had with the principal. He had lost hope in the educational system, having lived a life with little expectations; his dream had been crushed by the controlling authority. This lead to life changing decisions for Mark, he stopped coming to school, started taking drugs and at one point even considered committing suicide but his natural wits had stopped him from doing that.
Chris had a jumpstart of a day, getting the “best of lucks” from his family, Chris decided to spent the few hours he had left before the result in the park at the outskirts of the town. Steady steps towards his destination. As he entered the park, he saw two boys bullying little kids and a third guy standing just a few yards away, with a hint of swagger smoking a cigarette as if he was in control of everything, He probably was the leader of this gang.
As thoughts like “Why is he considered cool” “Is he worth to be followed”. Chris’s cell phone rang with a beep, it was a text message probably from some friend, letting him know his result and congratulating him, time had flown by as he was lost in thoughts sitting on the park bench.
As he read the message, his torso had an out of body experience; his whole world shook as if somebody had pulled the ground from beneath his feet. He was in a trauma, he had failed his exams, he had failed his parents, and he had failed his parents. This brutal reality was very hard to gulp down for little Chris Allen. Thoughts like “What would happen now?” “Should I run away”, “Am I a failure?” crossed his mind. Tears had started to come down from his eyes; he had no control over them as his mind went further into the realms of this brutal reality.
He was panicking, he had decided that he will walk to the outskirt cliffs of the town and commit suicide, Among all of the bullying, the panic, bad news, Mark had noticed little Chris Allen walk out of the park, crying, he knew Chris had his result today and assumed that he probably had failed too. But Mark knew Chris Allen, he was a good kid with a lot of potential and he was just like him (Mark Donald) so it was probably not expected that he failed. So he decided to follow Chris.
The wind blowing into Chris’s face, as he stood on the edge of the cliff thinking about his decision, his mind shaking with thoughts of the consequences, bad news, people he had let down. He was ready, as he closed his eyes, took a long breath getting ready to jump. He was pulled back by Mark into the world. With commanding force he had pulled back and thrown back on the ground,
Chris screamed “Leave me, Alone, I want to die”
Mark: “No, You don’t”
Chris: “Yes I do”
As he runs forward to jump, Mark holds him back, pushing him back to the ground
Mark: “I won’t let you quit this easy”
Chris: “Why?”
Mark:”Calm down and I`ll explain”
Chris, calms down and thinks “Why does he want to save me”, “Is he a good person”
Mark:” I know you Chris, you don’t need to quit, You have a lot of potential”
Chris: “But I`ve let my family down, I’ve failed”
Mark: “So what? There’s always next time”
Chris: “But Why? Do you want to save me?”
Mark:”I was once like you and I see myself in you”
Chris’s mind was about the explode with thoughts of this encounter, Mark waited for Chris to calm down and then started walking with him back towards the town, telling him about how he failed the exams and took the wrong decisions and would now want to see you (Chris) waste your life like he did. Chris was confused but he knew that his decision was stupid and was thankful to Mark for saving his life who he considered a bad influence but this conversation had changed Chris’s mind, he would go back to school, to his life and face the consequences of him failing. Lost in his own thoughts, Mark called out his name and told him that it was time for him to go home, the thought of admiration for Mark crossed his mind “His Other Self”.
Monday, January 18, 2010
What matters, Not.
As the exams approach, everybody starts to feel the pressure and what not. Everybody has their game faces on like its some kind of war or something, well its not and since no body has to die, so please do not drop your moral values. Because in the end its all Major PWNAGE by the educational system :P
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Just the way of looking at THINGS
People are differently motivated by different things, Sometimes even the simplest of things can inspire a person to do great things. Sometimes even a simple lead pencil can be inspirational to an artist like Da Vinci(example). Sometimes the hard work of an ant can inspire people to be as dedicated. We all are differently motivated.Keep your eyes open and you might find what motivates you.
Ants the simplest of life forms are the most organized when they get to work and we the people, Homo sapiens, the most intelligent of all beings, have to resort to haphazardness even just to pay a BILL. Get inspired.Its all about what you observe and what you precieve.
Ants the simplest of life forms are the most organized when they get to work and we the people, Homo sapiens, the most intelligent of all beings, have to resort to haphazardness even just to pay a BILL. Get inspired.Its all about what you observe and what you precieve.
Is it so?
If it all came down to being rational and standing correct, I`d win the race by a difinitive mile but it doesnt so dont sweat yourselves or if you want to, I dont mind you wetting your cloths for nothing, tsk tsk.
In the past, smoking was considered bad and now its considered cool, How times have changed. How man has evolved!! This race to unsubstantial things is leading us no where. Thank God I have my brains intact, I`m super cool, arent I?.
I hold the answers. seek me :P
In the past, smoking was considered bad and now its considered cool, How times have changed. How man has evolved!! This race to unsubstantial things is leading us no where. Thank God I have my brains intact, I`m super cool, arent I?.
I hold the answers. seek me :P
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Uncertain
I wake up and I find myself very confused. Why is it that people consider being sarcastic, a cool thing. I mean, its okay if you have a sense of humour but please, being overly obnoxius about it, is a pain in UGH. Beunos Dias.
Why so serious?
Lately I have been thinking alot and been writing ofcourse the serious issues in people. But since the world does no give a UGH I could care less. So lets discuss something of the calibre of being more serious than atomic bombs.
Teenage Life. God what potential Haha.
When we are young, we dream, we expect, we achieve but in the end the little things are the ones we cherish the most. Like "Aj tery bari hai paisay denay ki", "Tu bhai hai mera", "Yaar wo ladki kitni fit hai" hahaha tsk tsk. It slips out.
If we sit back and look back on our short lifes. We get many moments like that.
*Serious mode*
I dont regret doing anything in my life. From being stupid to being awesome. I got it right the first time. I dont need a second chance or maybe I do? but hell, I could care less.
Teenage Life. God what potential Haha.
When we are young, we dream, we expect, we achieve but in the end the little things are the ones we cherish the most. Like "Aj tery bari hai paisay denay ki", "Tu bhai hai mera", "Yaar wo ladki kitni fit hai" hahaha tsk tsk. It slips out.
If we sit back and look back on our short lifes. We get many moments like that.
*Serious mode*
I dont regret doing anything in my life. From being stupid to being awesome. I got it right the first time. I dont need a second chance or maybe I do? but hell, I could care less.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Desires
Human desires are something worth observing. Are they a part of our dreams or the lust of our sub conscious mind? What ever may be the source of these needs, it surprises me to an extent that I get shocked at people`s will to change their moral values just to achieve these needs. Are we prisoners to our own desires? Should we must bow down to our desires will?. The surprising factor is not the limitless desires but the extent a person can drop them selves to achieve those goals.
Infatuation is the trait of fools. No matter, how hard you convince yoursleves that you are in control of your desires yet your mind fails you by being sub consciously in love with your stupid desires.
Dream only what you can achieve. Do not let your desires be in control of your mind. Know your limits and fall back into the realms of reality because life does not give you a second chance, get it right the first time. Fondness for extravegance is only common among the fools who bow down to their desires and let them control their life. Be in control, decide who you are.
Infatuation is the trait of fools. No matter, how hard you convince yoursleves that you are in control of your desires yet your mind fails you by being sub consciously in love with your stupid desires.
Dream only what you can achieve. Do not let your desires be in control of your mind. Know your limits and fall back into the realms of reality because life does not give you a second chance, get it right the first time. Fondness for extravegance is only common among the fools who bow down to their desires and let them control their life. Be in control, decide who you are.
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