Moment.

Time has passed, and I have loved many women.

And as they've held me close...

And asked if I will remember them I've said, "Yes, I will remember you. "

But the one I've not forgotten is the one who did not ask-- Malena.

*

We’re always thinking that someday we’ll be happy; when we get that car or that job or that person in our lives that’ll fix everything. But happiness is a mood and it’s a condition, not a destination. It’s like being tired or hungry; it’s not permanent. It comes and goes but that’s okay. And I feel like if people thought of it that way, they’d find happiness a lot more often.

 So you think it’s okay to be a little miserable every now and then? Even when you have great things in your life?

 Is it okay to be a little hungry now and then?

*

The man who said "I'd rather be lucky than good" saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second, it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward, and you win. Or maybe it doesn't, and you lose.

* 

Oh my God, I'm getting pulled over. Everyone, just... pretend to be normal. 

*

Song : Dhoop ke Makaan (Acoustic)

All you need is Love, Love is all you need.

To The CAT Word List of the Day. This is all because of you.


In her covert style, she removed each of her habiliments. The soft satin slowly flowed against her willowy body. Despite the enchanting beauty of her skin, his eyes were fixed on her face; as if nothing had changed. They knew the effect that they had on each other. His sedate expression would leave her confused and wanting to do more. Her carefully carried out moves would challenge all the patience and passion in him. It was like a game they played with the other's mind. 

The ramshackle condition of the place was all that was left. The scent of sweat, the rococo of the arrangement and the love of the act had all diffused. It reacquired its original form, and waited to be alive again.

Song : The Gypsy -- Ink Spots

The Way Young Lovers Do.

I hope you like the New Theme.


Nothing beats a Blog Post after a Really Bad Exam. Not even Free Beer.


Lots of things have gone and lots of things might come. I hope to write more, but I say that every year.


Song : Robert Plant & Alison Krauss- Gone Gone Gone (Done Moved On)


Thanks for sticking around. Means a lot.


ChotaShakespeare.

Decay.

I had my CCS Internship Interview today. I realized something while I was at it.


Have you ever been to a dentist? Most dental clinics have a step by step diagram of how cavities happen. Usually when we have too much sweet and don't brush, we start developing germs in our teeth. One of the signs of a cavity is when food starts sticking in our teeth. Most people just ignore this and find a way around it; sticking our finger inside or using a toothpick. Soon the cavity grows deeper and at some point it starts hurting us. But the pain is erratic and then we tell ourselves, no it must be the sinus infection or the wisdom teeth are coming or maybe it was just hurting that day or we just sleep it off. We still don't go to the doctor. Eventually, our teeth become sensitive and they hurt whenever we have anything cold or hot. Now is when we go to the market and purchase a different toothpaste. But that also fails to relieve us. We bear the pain for a few more weeks because we don't have time. And then we finally go to the doctor.


The doctor examines the infected tooth. He nods disapprovingly. He tells us what a Root Canal Treatment is and how horrible, lengthy and expensive a procedure that is. He asks us why we didn't come earlier and why we didn't try to fix the pain. We just look around because we don't have an answer. We then get the root canal done, but that too in installments, still threatening that poor tooth. The doctor informs us that we have other cavities as well, but well we respond to them at our own convenience. 


After the damn thing is over, we get back home. We take a sigh of relief and promise to ourselves that we will take care of our teeth. But of course who has the time to brush at night. So at some point in time, this tooth or one of the other has to be extracted. We get rid off the bloody thing. And the killer is-->We still wonder if it was really our fault.


This is a story based on true events and bitter experiences.


Now, thats how we treat our own tooth. Imagine, how we would treat society's problems. We just don't give a fuck. It doesn't matter to us who is hungry or dying or being cheated. It doesn't matter to us. If we don't have time and effort for our own tooth, do you think we have time and effort for anyone else? We don't even have a spare thought for them. And that is precisely why we are in a mess. We've stopped getting Mad. We've stopped caring. We've stopped feeling. We've become immune to the pain. But never to the decay. We're becoming less human with each passing second. And one day, not far, like we extracted that tooth, we're going to extract all human-ness out of us. And then we'd die.


This is Why India is Poor.


Song Dedication--> Abh Khud Kuch Karna Padega -- Strings and Atif Aslam.


To The Interviewer.