Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Of New Years and Learning


You always run out of words at moments like these, I usually don’t have much to say usually , even if you are asked questions like what was your year like? My eyes start to wander haphazardly, scanning the environment I’m in to sap anything that could save me from it but alas, I pretty much always end up scoring squat and a handful of embarrassment.
If one thing in your life is involuntary, that is learning(apart from engorgement),it doesn’t work the other way round, once you learn something, you cannot undo it. That was one of my earlier aims ,I always wanted to learn something unique, the answers that most of the people don’t usually bother about, maybe they are clever enough to understand the futility of such things, unfortunately I’m not that cognitively blessed as others. The point being you are always learning things(important) and the universe pushes you towards them helping you to make the apparent and logical choices in the course of learning ,to be precise: it’s better to stay away from bullshit.
My year was like any other, pretty much routine, would it change things if you start to categorize them and placing them high on your life cupboard as trophies, what is gone is gone and what is to come will come no matter what you say or do , rendering all your resentments, your plans to a big ball of useless yarn. What I actually did was to learn in this year , I learned to live in the moment; sounds a little too dramatic but that’s what I did. I quit worrying about things, I started ignoring the ‘regrets’( by viewing them as lessons), yes, there was not much of an “intellectually stimulating” scenario but I definitely learned to have fun right. I learned to use alcohol and marijuana, instead of being used by ‘them’. I learned to use my ‘words’ right. I learned humility could trump almost anything. I learned the simple ways are the probable best ways of executing things and the most important I got better at what I think I am best at –being zen(read “not giving a fuck”), so it was a good year after all as I am still alive and punching words. So, my advice would be to stop worrying, I think it’s all fine till you are alive, eating and fucking , rest all is just secondary. So, until next year , Adios!


Friday, December 26, 2014

Prisoner Of Birth

I've been having this strange dream, where the world is a sycamore and me, a strangulated corpse on one of its branches 
but I'm not alone,many smiling faces , all garroted , hanging by umbilical cords around their vocal cords.
I was a prisoner of my birth and it was slowly juicing the life out of me.