'So, how long's it been since you actually normally blogged?' was one question that's the inspiration to this post. Or rant. Thanks Ma.
Yes, amidst the story of Ram, Aditya and the poor bride who's still stuck behind the veil comes this surprisingly normal post devoid of masala, fantasy, love and all things girls love dreaming about. Or is it?
Only time will tell.
I don't know if people are thanking Heavens or cussing at the fact that I'm taking a little break writing the story. I'm glad it entertained many, I'm still happy if it annoyed a few. Oh common, you're gonna remember me for it anyway. Innit? :D
It's the week that I'm wrapping up my intern at work and the week our college bids farewell to us. They're definitely happier without us and I don't need an alternate 'Or are they?' disclaimer clause to this. Let's own up, after all the torture skipping classes and frustrating teachers, I'm glad they at least want to say a nice goodbye to us. I know they love us and so do we. #HappyTearDrop. Now, what did I start off writing with?
Yes. The Big Break.
To be honest, I've got these 2 guys and I have no clue what I must do with them now. What started off as a hobby turned out to be passion. Then later, stress. 'What do I do with you now?', I ask myself as I picture Ram and Aditya standing in the corner and smiling at each other, 'We got you. Wickedddd!' The story has transformed me positively and has changed the way I now perceive people and things. But these 2 men only give me stress now. 'Why are you both here?'
There was this interesting post, rather meme, on Facebook that shows Ideas, as little paper men, running away from a man in the morning as he tries reaching out to them. And at night, they're all around the poor fatigued guy nudging him, 'Check me out! Check me out!'
Yes, story of all our lives when the brightest creative thoughts come pouring into you as you force yourself to shut down so that you can catch the 7am cab to work.
No, why does this happen really? Are creativity and the solar clock opposite poles?
It's interesting how factors external to you influence the way you think and feel, like they've the strings to your emotions and thoughts. Be it a conversation with a friend, be it the weather, a peppy number on the radio or some coffee. The process is something like this. They spin this huge wheel of emotions round and fast and choose one. Then they wire your brain up for the chosen emotion and set things in action. And this happens faster than any of us can imagine, probably every nano second in a girl. That's just one of the justifications to expressing complete solidarity over our 'mood swings' and 'bipolar behaviour'.
The exit polls predict a whooping over 260 seats to the NDA. Wait, that's just adding some paprika to Abki baar, Modi Sarkar.
I really have no idea where this post is swerving off to. But I do know that when I shut my eyes to sleep, part six, seven, eight and nine to the tiny tale will come revving all at once. This sounds like someone watching the movie 2 States without having read the book. 'What just happened? Why's it all incoherent?' That is inspiration too, strike two!
Yes, amidst the story of Ram, Aditya and the poor bride who's still stuck behind the veil comes this surprisingly normal post devoid of masala, fantasy, love and all things girls love dreaming about. Or is it?
Only time will tell.
I don't know if people are thanking Heavens or cussing at the fact that I'm taking a little break writing the story. I'm glad it entertained many, I'm still happy if it annoyed a few. Oh common, you're gonna remember me for it anyway. Innit? :D
It's the week that I'm wrapping up my intern at work and the week our college bids farewell to us. They're definitely happier without us and I don't need an alternate 'Or are they?' disclaimer clause to this. Let's own up, after all the torture skipping classes and frustrating teachers, I'm glad they at least want to say a nice goodbye to us. I know they love us and so do we. #HappyTearDrop. Now, what did I start off writing with?
Yes. The Big Break.
To be honest, I've got these 2 guys and I have no clue what I must do with them now. What started off as a hobby turned out to be passion. Then later, stress. 'What do I do with you now?', I ask myself as I picture Ram and Aditya standing in the corner and smiling at each other, 'We got you. Wickedddd!' The story has transformed me positively and has changed the way I now perceive people and things. But these 2 men only give me stress now. 'Why are you both here?'
There was this interesting post, rather meme, on Facebook that shows Ideas, as little paper men, running away from a man in the morning as he tries reaching out to them. And at night, they're all around the poor fatigued guy nudging him, 'Check me out! Check me out!'
Yes, story of all our lives when the brightest creative thoughts come pouring into you as you force yourself to shut down so that you can catch the 7am cab to work.
No, why does this happen really? Are creativity and the solar clock opposite poles?
It's interesting how factors external to you influence the way you think and feel, like they've the strings to your emotions and thoughts. Be it a conversation with a friend, be it the weather, a peppy number on the radio or some coffee. The process is something like this. They spin this huge wheel of emotions round and fast and choose one. Then they wire your brain up for the chosen emotion and set things in action. And this happens faster than any of us can imagine, probably every nano second in a girl. That's just one of the justifications to expressing complete solidarity over our 'mood swings' and 'bipolar behaviour'.
The exit polls predict a whooping over 260 seats to the NDA. Wait, that's just adding some paprika to Abki baar, Modi Sarkar.
I really have no idea where this post is swerving off to. But I do know that when I shut my eyes to sleep, part six, seven, eight and nine to the tiny tale will come revving all at once. This sounds like someone watching the movie 2 States without having read the book. 'What just happened? Why's it all incoherent?' That is inspiration too, strike two!
