Good Songs

Girish picks up lyrics quickly...mostly quirky songs,because it has a ring to it and its catchy.

It boils down to the stickiness factor.Tipping Point,look it up.
The Stickiness Factor is a law about the actual informational content and packaging of a message. The stickiness factor says that messages must have a certain character which causes them to remain active in the recipients' minds. Moreover, they must be deemed worthy of being passed on.

Like Good Songs...

That aside,i haven't blogged much,maybe writers block or perhaps just been busy.

SO,Diwali weekend,came and went,it was awesome!!! It has to be a delicious concoction of people you love,gambling,home cooked food,friends and booze to make it special.Something about being surrounded by soo much happiness and love makes you oblivious to anything outside your 'vision field'.

That aside, receiving distrubing news isn't something very festive,especially when it involves 2 people whom you love unconditionally.For what its worth babies,i'm around and no i don't know what it feels like so i won't lie and say "i know what that feels like,but you've got to pull yourself together".However,i do intend on saying, take you time, clear your mind, ease into the correct gear,and i will be around through all of it.

As we grow older,we become slightly dry with hawk like vision-as far as meeting new people go.

Yes its an act of self preservation and yes, although the small wounds are the ones that sting like mad; its those big ass scars that leave a mess behind,not to mention also run a risk of developing an infection,eg:a laparotomy scar,it feels numb for a few hours, until you are aware that the analgesia has worn off...and then this nagging annoying pain hangs around,it doesnt let you move,sleep,eat,talk or even read.

That was just to illustrate why most of us become slightly cynical,dry and put on magnifying glasses.

Talking about good songs once again,yes i tend to digress,due apologies,but seriously if you are smart enough you'll catch up.

There's one particular song that has been in my head these last couple of days;

Its : I wanna be there,by Blessid Union of Souls.

Till the next one.

Honesty

I find it amazing,how we are able to divulge our innermost thoughts and secrets to strangers whom we know,we'd never have to encounter ever again.

There was one thing though i told myself i would do and stick to till the end of my time here,is to make sure i tell no lies but i don't have to tell you the truth either...i could, tell you on a more need to know basis?so i wouldn't be untruthful,i would just be withholding information.

The point i am trying to make here is, don't you think life's simpler when all we could do is just tell it as it is?

Well,honestly i don't know life any other way so...this has been my way of life,and i doubt it'll be changing anytime soon.

However, whats really of interest to me now,is how much we bend the truth when it comes to ourselves.

Think about it,when was the last time you were extremly totally honest with yourself?

We sugar coat,rephrase,renact and distort the actualy premise of things that we are dealing with,just because its easier to digest.Its called denial.

So,now that i've agreed with myself (god i love my monologues) let us proceed to something more sensitive...

The question would be WHY?

WHY do we lie to ourselves?why are we in constant denial?

Its easier! there you go...we lazy lazy humans...always making life easier (mind you not simpler).

I might be wrong,but this happens to be a monologue...

SO, it has come to my attention that, the cheif propagating factor would be fear of acceptance, being judged, losing ones stand in general.

This would in turn tell me that,most of us, have an external locus of control with very poor self esteem?I mean, you should at least have the guts to fight for what yo believe in right? If you take the cowardly route and mould yourself to what the society wants, you are nothing exceptional, you are a LEMMING...how charming, let us all be dull and the unimaginative copies of one another...

Someone very wise once said, THE REASONABLE MAN ADAPTS HIMSELF TO THE WORLD,AND THE UNREASONABLE ONE ADAPTS THE WORLD TO HIMSELF.

7 am

That was exactly the time i woke up this morning.All fresh and renewed,looking forward to the rest of the day. Its funny isn't it how we are able to wake up at a desired time on the weekends but not on a work day?

I have been catching up on my sleep,i have collectively slept a total of 20hours in the last 3 days,which by my schedule is an achievement.

So i started the day off,standing on the balcony watching the morning sun and the day unfold...of course it was peaceful and interesting-like did you know my neighbour wakes up at the same time everday to take his dog for his morning walk.routine.

We are creatures of habit.

After fixing a breakfast of milo and toast with ricotta cheese and honey, i made my journal entry and reflected,and of course caught my morning dose of Al-Jazeera, BBC and CNN.

Did you know that there's absolutely nothing to watch on Saturday mornings? Except for the discovery or history channel,there's abso-fucking-lutely nothing.Finally at about 8.30 i decided i could use more shut eye and preceeded back into my little lair and snoozed for another 3 hours...such bliss!

Friday was rather nice,i spent the first half working and the second half with my folks.By the time we called it a night, i was knackered!

I still have a good half a day left off my saturday...will bring about some mind sharpening thoughts for your entertainment in the next one.

p/s:i have a reader from Michigan.