L'originale

'You were born original... Don't die as a copy'

Being born an original and a unique animal we tend to be a copy seeking ourselves an image of a person who is popular. If everyone succeeds in copying others would we have a word 'Original' ? Being original is not easy yet not hard. Follow the sheep.. but some one should be the first sheep to lead the way. Our hand prints are unique so why aren't our minds also..? Reason is people have a perception that adapting an image which has attained popularity will also make them popular. No.... If that is true then we would be having a prototype model sought by everyone. Or we could think of something like this... there are many clusters of people seeking a similar interest. Imagine a scenario where different people have different interests. Then we would have as many options as people^interests for others to pursue. Such a condition would lead to a confusion if people are not clear to choose what they want.
If people have many choice to choose they would choose the one which is optimal. Now, is the choice they made is l'originale? Is it? Persons with new ideas are not easily accepted by everyone. What we accept is generally not a new idea. But if the idea is not a new one.. who has adapted it earlier? Unless someone had started it.. it would not be new.... It looks like a viscious circle.

The Good, the Braggy and the Ugly...

"Son, there are two kinds of people in this world... those who have guns and those who dig... You dig.." Clint Eastwood....
Fact lies in my perception whether I dig gold or mere dust. Dust is pure silica or gold dust. Mind you that I am not preaching that dust is waste. Believe me.. The world started with dust. To build something you need to start with nothing. But the interesting and most intriguing point is there is nothing called 'Nothing'. One might argue that vacuum is nothing. But guys... do you really know what a vacuum is? How does it look like. Since we do not know what a vacuum really means are we not labeling it as nothing...? Dear me... I might be wrong.. But can we have a different angle of viewing things. Are we supposed to think different things in a same way? Or should we think same things in a different way? Point noted.. Am I telling you to think out of the box? NO.... I am just telling you that there is no concept of a thing called 'Box'. You define boundaries. I say that there is nothing called boundaries. Oh yes!! people say that sky is the limit. Has anyone seen what a sky looks like.? Bloody hell.. Think big...

Now, why this topic??? Three perspective in a person to look at. Whether he is good, bad or ugly..? Ha Ha... Now lets start the fun... What is good is bad for someone which is also disgusting for others. So, are we not having different opinions of a same subject? We do, else the world would be boring. Slayer's 'Angel of Death' is a melody for me. It makes me to sleep well. Do I expect the same behavior in others? If I do I am insane. 2001 Space Odyssey is a fast paced movie. Really? It does get on the nerves of some. Needless to say, human behavior is interesting to research upon.

There is nothing called good and bad. They are mere adjectives. NO. There is a concept of duality in this world. Heaven and Hell, Good and Bad, Male and Female.. many things... If we do not realize this we are morons. Unless there is good there will not be bad. Bad is nothing but something which is not good. It is just the lack of goodness. Who is ugly? Something which is not pleasant. Does it reflect on the outside or the inside? What is outside? It is ethereal... Inside is the spirit which is everlasting.

Hmm... now how to conclude.. Listen guys.. Philosophy is vast.. the more you understand the more complex your life becomes. Forget everything.. Live life to the fullest.. This is my philosophy of life.. After all, you have only one chance to live.

After BITS...

So finally a B.E graduate...!!!! I don believe it.. Well who cares.. After all I got myself certified by my college as so called "B.E. (Hons) Computer Science" graduate.. Holidays for eternity to me as I reached my home in Chennai. I should have asked this question before I reached home - 'What am I going to do till I join MBA in IIT Madras ( sorry guys still a dilemma on how they chose me.. by the way sab kuch chalta hain is duniya mein.. :) ...) On May 17th 2008 prepared to depend on my laziness, loving the bed and hugging the pillows till the clock ticks over and over again. Constantly some one would reprise me " Son, RIP... ". Absolute bliss.... But something would ultimately wake me up... Wonder what !!!!!... Guys, guys.. it is time to watch TV hoping sometime or the other to see Trisha... Sometimes TV is boring.. Time to open my laptop and listen to heavy metal.. Wow!!! my favorite past time.. 'Frantic' by Metallica... James.. my James ... Bloody hell how do u sing like that.. "You live it or you lie it!"

Birth is pain..
Life is pain..
Death is pain..
Its all the same..

How true na ?.. Well we learn from many things.. What has taught is me is music and movies..
Kindles the spirit which is not obvious to everyone. Pretence is a powerful tool without which survival is trivial. Ya baby.. and Nothing else matters..

"Brush your teeth fast dear.. you are hungry.." . This is what my stomach made me realise... Chalo ghar ka khana khathe hain.. Dosa, Idly, Pongal, etc.. wow.. my home is a Saravana Bhawan.. Order anything it will be done.. Time to read 'The Hindu'. Kya kare bhai.. time pass toh hona hain naa.. Chalo Editorial nikalo.. phir baad mein Crossword... Please don get scared... One thing I ve learnt to do while preparing for MBA... Learnt atleast something na...

Ok mid afternoon.. Still relentlessly listening to music.. My laptop is a boon to me.. One thing that always happens to me.. My subliminal mind automatically shifts itself to romantic mood..
It happens yaar.. whats wrong in it.. I know some of the eyebrows would be raised.. Who cares.
'Layla' by Eric Clapton was waiting in Queue (one word I learnt in my course of Computer Science)... for me to hear.. Start your riff Eric.. Wonder how many times I ve listened to it.. My heart still hums slowly.. Oh God have I turned my romantic mode now.. !!!!!

Ok corporate stuffs.. Where is my copy of 'Made in Japan' by Akio Morita ( the Sony guy.. mera number kab aayega...)???? Chill guys.. It is a cool book.. At least easier to comprehend than Objectivism by Ayn Rand.. Look at the time.. Its 4.. Time for a bath.. Have to meet VIPs... who else my friends... Ya man.. cool.. Nice place to sip cola and talk about general stuffs.. Good to see friends meeting up for a generic cause of sighting ( if you know what I mean... )...

Hmm... now what.. Head back home??? ya.. sure why not.. Yes mom, I am coming back to you.. Still the tune of Bryan Adams's Coming Back to you.. Humming.. 'Like a star that guides the ship across the ocean.. Thats how your love will take me home back to you.. If I wish upon that star .. to the place where you are.. and I know that day is coming soon.. Ya I am coming back to you.. '

Chalo bhai.. yup.. Responded to my conditional behavior of my hunger I now see TV.. Boring job yaar.. You know this is the time of the day where I reflect what I've done today.. Sort of self analysis.. mostly result would be pretty obvious - ' I wasted my day'. Wow! Kya Analysis tha yaar.. kamaal kar diya.. My conscience takes the role of Karan Thapar as in Devil's Advocate.. I respond to it by my default behavior - contemplate....

Tick, tick, tick... Clock ticks on.. Is it time for bed? No way... I can't deter my principles which I've learnt in BITS... We don't generally sleep in college.. Now I come to know how these insomniacs are produced. I am partially insomniac but some time I really act as Kumbakarna.. Ok fine.. sometimes I do sleep under the luxury of AC at home.. Time to think of a dream girl in dreams which is not controlled by me.. Wish I could control it.. Waise sab kuch chalta hain is duniya mein.... Ultimately, my body clock rests as I doze off.. I've lived ( or probably wasted) my one day of life which I am grateful to God.. Sometimes working is not everything.. You sometimes need to do nothing to stay alive... For those who think doing nothing is an easy task, don't just debate prove it to me...