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The tragedy with great people is that they seldom achieve 'greatness' in their lives.




There are very few people who have truly managed to inspire me.And educate me.
Really educate me.


Sir.Parnab Mukherjee has.
By not drafting speeches from local dailies and no-good 'news' channels to share with hordes of reality-starved youth.
By having an uncensored,original opinion on things.And having the courage to express it with his characteristic disregard towards social conventions.

"Nobody is illiterate.Some are skill-literate & some are text-literate.Illiteracy is just another word coined by the educated middle class in their leisure,which they have abundant of." -Parnab Mukherjee,28/9/2011.

Thank You.

My Dear,Pizza.

So I took a trip to the bookstore & discovered that Paulo Coelho is out with his new book.

Somebody buy me that.


I was out before,the first hour since I'd woken up,had completed itself entirely.Thanks to the sister not having completed her shoppathon.How do people do that?I adore shopping.But I can never not like anything at all.Two trips around every mall & shopping centre through town should be enough to crack it?Right?Apparently not.

Tomorrow is a holiday thankfully.Because I barely just got back.And all I want to do is sink into my bed now,watch PLL and bite into that pizza.Happiness.

Inspite of all the hullaballoo,let me just say this.I am really proud of the fact that down here the film industry & the people have progressed enough to make a homosexual love-story a commercial success and nudity now too is just another aspect of a film in its entirety.Not a publicity stunt to raise eye-brows.Just life.
You have people who think movies inspire life,which is correct if you don't start to think of movies as utopic.Because really,where do you think moviemakers get their inspirations from?

PLL Time.Night.

Saccharine?No please.

Dear Future Me,

I am here to remind you that your life was never not ironic.I woke up this morning with a sore head & scratches I don't remember having before.And inadequate bits of memory  like puzzle pieces of how I got to my bed.When I finally woke up in the wee hours of the morning,I snuck around like a thief in my own house trying not to wake anyone up who'd then ruin my morning peace & calm.I was trying to make myself my hangover cure.So there I was,groggy and the works.Ears plugged in,cure ready,newspaper in hand.And guess what the newspaper says?The frontpage.The headline.Screams out to me in bold large letters that time travel might now be possible.Enabling us to travel back into the past and change it.

So.there.you.are.

Don't feel bad.You've made progress if you've moved an inch.

Awkward Confused Teenager.

You know.Its very disturbing how every profound person I've ever met either stones or has stoned at some point.

I also don't remember the last time I used that word to actually describe a stone.Or hearing someone else use the word in that context of usage.Hot damn.That's not nice.Brick is a nicer word though.Not the same as stone. z_Z

Enheewayh.I cancelled today.And am cancelling tomorrow.This always happens.But I'll put out of the I-don't-want-to-socialise soon.Go have fun.

Also,I'm going on a date next week.I just don't know who its with yet.

Oh yeah.Future Me,past you is a little bit on a roll. =D

Later.

Oh,do you believe that?

I don't know man.Everytime I think about schizophrenics I wonder if its not just another needless social construct.
There is so so much that needs to be suppressed and erased and obliterated in the name of protecting society.What society?Its just us.Don't you get it?So 1984.
Forgive my total I-don't-give-a-fuck babble.I have a hangover.
I managed to get home somehow yesterday,without losing any valuables at all.Yay!Atleast some things I am learning.Some things,I am definitely still behind at.
Drinking on an empty stomach is never a good idea,dumbasses.You lot,seriously.
There's an empty bottle of Old Monk stashed away in a hidden place.Shush.
I was supposed to bring one back sealed and full.But you're lucky I brought myself back home.
I don't even know what I am running from.Its a habit I can now break.There's nothing left to run from.
Which brings me to this.And I didn't even discover that.The sister did.WOW.
Oh.And my exams ended.And I'm supposed to go out again today.So by evening,I shall be alright.Please?Yes.
Enjoy.
Atleast when you're not a psychology student,you don't have to think of the shrink as a talking parrot. x_X

Well,I'll be History.

So end of one exam week.
One more to go.
Its got Pol Sc. and History and Bengali.
-_- I'm goingta watch a movie today anyway.Screw you.

And oh?PS.I know what you mean.

Did I ever mention how much I heart The Subways?Because I'll offer them the rot on a plate if they ever wanted it.In exchange for front-row concert tickets.

Well, everytime I feel you're coming round, 

you're going down
You hit the ground with every force, it makes no sense or sound
God bless your soul girl
Now you got the whole world
I'm on my way now
I'll get there somehow

Vellapanti.

I do not like Rajnikanth and I do not even use that word.But this song frikken rocks my chucks off me. ;D Because when it comes down to it,I'm all desi.

Also,if that doesn't make you want to dance you're kinda cyborg.

Unwelcome-

	The Pierces - Sticks and Stones .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Found new band to obsess over. ^ Funnily most of their songs are really violent.They sing about murder and betrayal in almost all their songs,in their chirpy saccharined voices.Talk about psychosis.Fun stuff.



The practicals got over today.They went o-kay.The exams officially start from Monday.With Soc for me.And I do not remember opening the book.Ever.
I'm nothing short of genius sometimes.Huh.


Also since the exams are here now.I seem to have found my creative writing abilities again.Thank thank you God.


Example-

trees grow

birds chirp

kids play

the news quotes

a mammoth figure dead

off a bad incident

the ice-cream man

with his magic truck

drowns out the sound

and eyes you with a grin

holding a lolly out

trees grow

birds chirp

humans decay

I will not lie to myself into believeing that that was about the Delhi blasts.It is getting increasingly disturbing now though.I was flipping through the channels on TV when I happened to come across this news channel among the dozens which were covering the story.So there was this guy representating the Indian Intelligentsia who kept on saying how they'd been tracking the suspects and the entire history of their whereabouts and how they were completely in the know.I wonder if he knows what failed him.What about the most base question?Why didn't they take any steps to avoid such a thing from happening?Are we supposed to praise you now seeing as how you are so informed?It sure seemed like he wouldn't mind any.He sounded like he was gloating.

On a brighter note,if you're not affected you're doing good.And I know this because I've finally started with Psychology.Cultivating blase is one of the most integral survival techniques ever and it is of utmost importance for the proper functioning of society.[Seriously,sometimes it feels like society is the foundation stone for every ill.] Its a defence mechanism for preserving your sanity.And if you haven't developed a well working blase,then you're a little bit of a psychological misfit.Because it should be present in necessary amounts in every normal individual.

Now go figure who is to blame.

-___- Also.Found Eat.Pray.Love overrated.
My Eat.Pray.Love would be better.And it wouldn't even be Eat.Pray.Love.
It'd be something like Travel.See.Learn. or Idk.Just better.I really hope the book is better because I know I am going to read it.The movie could only hold an appeal for extremely sedentary frustrated people who've lost all ambition or willpower.I know I haven't.It could have been made so much better!Ketut was adorable,though.And they managed to make Javier look old =(

New thing I'm a leetle bit hooked on even though they're practically a rip-off from Gossip Girls & I Know What You Did Last Summer.

Pretty Little Liars.

Great Weekend everybody.

PS.I have no clue why I'm feeling so optimistic.Except atleast you have something decided to do during the exams,eh?That's a thing worth looking forwards to.Later.

You do not mess with me

Because I am not going to take your crap jlt.Geesh. Its funny that everytime I get mad,the only lame metaphor that anyone can ever come up with is that its like I have a fire burning in my eye.Its creepy how people just say it.And say it.Year after year.Without knowing each other.Or knowing how creepy it is that that's the only thing I ever hear being said again and again.Messed up creepy.Fire is not even my element anymore.Its earth. -_- Anyway,here's to being misunderstood and pissed off.Fug off.

Flaw is the Only Real thing that is Perfect

Why do we always speak assurances of love to Death ? Why does Life always have to bear the brunt of anger and hatred,and betrayal and misery? And yet isn't life all-forgiving?
Human Nature is flawed.The idea of perfection is in itself a flaw of unacceptable proportions.


R.I.P TOMMY.

Those gloomy days.

Some people are just fine with getting by.

Sinister

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. 

And I could have really used a cigarette right about then.

I thought it was better than Inception.



I would never give up my memories however hurtful.   Would you?

Monster in my throat.

Some more soup to flush it out?

Sore throat and sneezathons.Bweh. :/

Woke up this morning,to plenty of pitter patter and an evening sky at 5.30am.Just so I could complete watching- at leisure with my wake-up caffeine.

And then went to school.It didn't suck so much.