28 Jul 2004

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Posted by krits in Writing | 7:38pm


The guy who was born with a mobile phone (with inbuilt camera + 10,000 name phone book memory + colour screen that changes with your mood..) in his mouth. Whose mommy took him around the neighbourhood, not in a pram, but in the latest 4 wheeler to hit the market at that point. And, like they say, childhood traumas have a habit of surfacing in your adult life every now and then. (More now than then, actually)
His day-span extends not from sunrise-sunset-sunrise, but from sleep-hangover-sleep. And between that, his memory supports no other memory of any other activity.
His vocabulary is all but 250 words wide, and this pinnacle was reached sometime in class 8. Then it was doomed to freeze at that figure for all eternity.
You can expect a call from him when there’s a party in town where all the ‘babes’ are expected to be. Of course, it is futile to tell him that babes stopped interesting you after that particularly embarrassing lesbian-crush incident in high school.
If your life is suddenly threatened one day when you discover the all-depressing maxim ‘change is the only constant’, this is the guy to call. With him around, it’s like time has stood still since the time you were a chubby schoolgirl who actually giggled at his so-called wisecracks.
He’ll all-too-willingly handhold you through stories of people you have left behind, jokes you left behind, “books” you left behind, and of course, haircuts (you thought) you left behind.
While you’re battling with the major decisions of life - like where you want to spend the next 5 years, and what you will do everyday to support Project Tiger, this guy provides a welcome relief when he shares his angst over not finding his favourite aftershave (when he went shopping for the 5th time that day) or the fact that he couldn’t attend the party because his newest favourite-est car wasn’t delivered on time from the showroom.
To put it graphically, he’s like Joey – minus the ‘ooh’ factor.
However, it is wise (and horribly materialistic) to keep him in your good books…he’s not a thrifty one with birthday presents ;-)
And therein ends the tale. For some particularly charming cajoling, I might even add the all-important tale-end.






Current Mood: Feeling Better
Current Music: Yellow

27 Jul 2004

Just...

Posted by krits in General | 3:13pm


It’s amazing how some people seem to have all the clarity in the world. To put down, in black and white words that were once dimensions of unwieldy emotions splitting at the seams.
When I sit down to write, my thoughts just go into a never-ending spiral – kind of like watching a mirror reflected in a mirror, in a mirror, in a mirror…
Most times, it is about surrounding a miniscule grain of truth with noncommittal words that add no value to the grain. Pretty words that are complete in themselves, and yet the sum of the parts never really amounts to much.
How simply some write about love and hurt and heartbreak and wrenching pain and joy and wonder… when none of these so-called emotions have ever gathered the courage to stare at you shame-facedly – in all their nudity.
And soon it becomes important as to who’s reading it. And sooner than that, the words take on a life of their own; they self-consciously seek the diplomatic path – fearing saying too much, or much worse – too little.
Your thoughts, far from being your own, are now part of the collective conscious… and have committed themselves to conformity.
Perhaps, words, like emotions fade away with time –lose their fervour and die like martyrs. That probably explains why my eight standard diary far from recounting the emotional upheaval of a 14 yr old now sounds like the ultimate Freudian delight.
Guess I’m doing the whole noncommittal words thing right now…I suppose this calls for identifying the grains of truth after all.





Current Mood: Confused
Current Music: To the moon n back

20 Jul 2004

one-eyed aliens

Posted by krits in General | 4:57am


Ok ok… here goes profile # 1. (And my book shall be called ‘7 habits of highly unadventurous people who meet only 7 kinds of individuals in their entire lifetime’). So much for creative genius!

So type 1:

This is the guy who has an almost inhuman ability of ‘breaking onto the other side’. The quintessential ‘anti’ everything. The one who says ‘why not’ and the ‘why not’ becomes magically tattooed on his face for all to see.
The guy who tried everything he wasn’t supposed to at school; and actually continued doing those things through most of his adult life.
(Now when I say ‘guy’ I actually mean both sexes. It’s always becomes easier when you talk about all the evil in the world with a ‘guy’ perspective…makes it come alive, actually)
Anyways, you can’t really spot him from a mile away. Looks perfectly sane, normal, even. Then he starts talking. Talks about the ‘other worlds’ he’s visited, and believe me, it doesn’t end at the nine planets. You almost write him off, when you realise that this dude, to his own surprise, has an abnormally high IQ. It’s like too much cotton stuffing in the delicate living room cushion.
He lives his life from the threshold of the ‘point of no return’; you never know when he’ll actually fall off the wagon. I guess it would be much too judgmental to say that he could actually do some super-good in the world with his kind of thinking-power, but it always comes to naught. Use his intellect, he will – but it almost always is for stirring up the mundane-ness of life.
At the end of the day, though, you could have some really crazy conversations with him – you could actually talk to him about the mating habits of one-eyed aliens with a straight face and he won’t blink an eyelid. Or the fact that you had the trip of a lifetime last night when you bummed green hair dye from your geeky NRI cousin, and actually used it in unimaginable places ;-) haha..ok maybe that would be too much for even him to take! Anyway…you get he drift.
All in all, a softie at heart, and in the accompanying head...and quite approachable if he ever decides to make the trip back from never-land.



Current Mood: Happy Indeed!
Current Music: fast love

19 Jul 2004

one-eyed aliens

Posted by krits in General | 7:30pm


Ok ok… here goes profile # 1. (And my book shall be called ‘7 habits of highly unadventurous people who meet only 7 kinds of individuals in their entire lifetime’). So much for creative genius!

So type 1:

This is the guy who has an almost inhuman ability of ‘breaking onto the other side’. The quintessential ‘anti’ everything. The one who says ‘why not’ and the ‘why not’ becomes magically tattooed on his face for all to see.
The guy who tried everything he wasn’t supposed to at school; and actually continued doing those things through most of his adult life.
(Now when I say ‘guy’ I actually mean both sexes. It’s always becomes easier when you talk about all the evil in the world with a ‘guy’ perspective…makes it come alive, actually)
Anyways, you can’t really spot him from a mile away. Looks perfectly sane, normal, even. Then he starts talking. Talks about the ‘other worlds’ he’s visited, and believe me, it doesn’t end at the nine planets. You almost write him off, when you realise that this dude, to his own surprise, has an abnormally high IQ. It’s like too much cotton stuffing in the delicate living room cushion.
He lives his life from the threshold of the ‘point of no return’; you never know when he’ll actually fall off the wagon. I guess it would be much too judgmental to say that he could actually do some super-good in the world with his kind of thinking-power, but it always comes to naught. Use his intellect, he will – but it almost always is for stirring up the mundane-ness of life.
At the end of the day, though, you could have some really crazy conversations with him – you could actually talk to him about the mating habits of one-eyed aliens with a straight face and he won’t blink an eyelid. Or the fact that you had the trip of a lifetime last night when you bummed green hair dye from your geeky NRI cousin, and actually used it in unimaginable places ;-) haha..ok maybe that would be too much for even him to take! Anyway…you get he drift.
All in all, a softie at heart, and in the accompanying head...and quite approachable if he ever decides to make the trip back from never-land.



Current Mood: Happy Indeed!
Current Music: fast love

16 Jul 2004

Dementors

Posted by krits in General | 11:22am


Dementors – life-sucking shapeless creatures of doom. So you may never feel cheerful again.
I’ve had the creepy misfortune of meeting some real-life dementors in the course of my relatively brief lifetime. You can feel them from a mile away - the creepy cold, weighed-down chill that runs through your being when they enter the room.
Fortunately I have also come to the divine conclusion that in your lifetime, you meet a grand total of 7 people prototypes.
So much so that whenever I meet someone new, the first few seconds of the all-too important ‘first impression’ time is spent mentally classifying them into one of the 7 groups. This guy? He would be a number 4 kind of a thing.

All this definitely takes the cheer out of living the moment and experiencing the sanguinity that each sunrise brings, BUT it has its advantages. I’m pretty sure this is a deep psychological ‘mental shortcuts’ phenomenon that is designed to make the perils of the earthy world easier to deal with.
For one, it keeps the creepy dementor-types away. Where you unwittingly get drawn into an impassioned soul searching with this person, and before you know it, you’re swimming the depths of no-man’s land. A cloud descends – sans the proverbial silver lining.
You’ve got to give it to these types – they have the innate ability to suck the joy out of every situation. God forbid if the situation was depressing to start with. Imagine living through life wearing glasses that were actually designed for your obese next-door neighbour who has never taken a vacation in the 50 years of her existence.
But you’ve got to admit, happenstance is a happy thing indeed…and even better when you happen to meet all the people at all the right times. I guess most of existence is spent trying to avoid the wrong kind of people rather than really looking for the right ones.



Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: until the end
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