*sighhhhhh*

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

-Neil Gaiman

And the sad part is, it's true....all of it.... It makes horrible people of some of us, makes cowards of others.... But we keep falling in love, us humans.... A weakness that begets more weakness....

speculations....

On a lazy Tuesday, at 10....half an hour into a tortuously boring double lecture...

There are times when I feel inexplicably like Calvin. Like now, when I look at my Prof, who goes on and on droning and all I can think of is a green bug-eyed monster talking, and I can't make out what he's saying due to the absence of a Babel fish anywhere in my vicinity. And hell, by the look of him, I wouldn't want the blessed fish in my ear; I'm sure I'd much rather fantasize that he's spinning some fantabulous tales rather than realize that he's droning on about erodibility and dry things like those (lol....what a paradox....Irrigation and drainage engineering, and its got to be the driest subject by far!!). I feel like a weird mixture of Calvin, Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect. Which, I must say, feels far more toxic than my idea of the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster....

For the ones who found that hard to decode, I recommend (and very strongly at that!) "The Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy"....

I hate civilization. I should have been born in the stone age...Life would have been so good... (lol...not really, once u start thinking about life minus a lot of amenities, but hell!!! It is my fantasy, so I shall fantasize ideally!!! ) Imagine the possibilities...For women, it would be the best ever!! All we would have to do is sit around wearing a bare minimum (if anything at all, ie...!!), pat a few cats, cook/roast a few random pieces of meat over a fire (agreed, making the aforesaid would take quite a while, but yet!!!), and, at best, paint a few silly things on the cave walls so they could be found and admired a few dozen millenia later...!! Hmmm...what about gossip, that which seems the very basis of the existence of women, you ask...Ha! Easy one there! We would just sit and grunt at each other, with knowing looks and stuff....wouldn't be too much of a difference from today, we never listen to each other anyway!! lol....
As for men, even easier...all u guys would have to do is go out and hunt for a while! And, yea, not ever have to conform to the concept of coming home to any one particular woman!!
Darn....have i mentioned i hate progress?! And society more so....
*Sighhhhhhhhhh*

Stuck in the August rain....

This song I consider one of Jethro Tull's biggest masterpieces....It comprises this amazing blend of so many genres of music...It just gives you this faraway feel that....that we-ll, no song has yet been able to match....not for me, at any rate... Just....incredibly beautiful music...
It makes me imagine this long desolate tree-lined road....with autumn leaves scattered all over the street....Me and my solitude....
And it always makes me sigh...:)

I'm still stuck in the August rain...
Stuck out in the cloudburst once again...

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna....

Streets we have never walked on...
Windows we have never opened...
Hands we have never held...
Dreams we shall never, never see again..

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna..
Bavre se mann ki dekho...bavri hain baatein...
Bavri si dhadkanein hain...bavri hain saansein...

Lives we have never lived...
Hopes we have never realized...
Fires we have never lit...
Loves we shall never, never make again...

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna...

I hear those strange whispers again.......


"Profound" would be an understatement...
This song always makes me feel a little foolish about all the things I want...all the things I want to be, to do, to have....Makes me wonder if I am as "Bavra" as the singer suggests...But then maybe we all are...

When Plato did, with all his foresight, envision the concept of platonic relationships, what was he thinking of?! My guess is, knowing as we all do about how polygamy in a sense is a secret desire of every human, male or female, he thought...."Here's a 'morally right' way to be with someone you like and not necessarily with just a single person".... Brilliant stroke of genius, some say....!!! He must have figured that polygamy would not last very long in the world, not the way society was growing towards becoming free-so-to-speak, but not so in reality!!
Why else this huge popularity of these "platonic relationships"?! Who else do you know who just came up with a type of relationship and promptly got acceptance worldwide?! (Ok ok, give or take a few years...lol)