The easiest thing to do in life is take everything for granted. Your education, the daily comforts and luxuries, the fat stash of cards in your wallet and the morning sun through the window. Life is wasted on the living. To stop mid way and just breathe in all that you have lived, gained and lost just sounds like the impossible. Its a fickle world, everything that you held close and dear could burn into nothingness at your own folly, and all you'd be left with is you and a disease called regret. Being hungry at 3 in the morning doesn't do well for your funny bone or the crappy blog.

Some, or maybe most people I know in college now assume that I don't give a damn about most things coz I don't think they are worth shit. They are wrong. It is because I think those things are worth shit. Now why waste a damn on things that are worth shit?. Or the less general assumption, is to find some flaw in my self-esteem. There is nothing wrong with my self esteem, its just that I don't particularly care if I look stupid. And looking stupid is one of those things I can do flawlessly without putting in any effort. I am naturally endowed with massive chunk of stupidity. Among other things. There was this particular guy I knew. Now I don't know him. Anyway, noway,one way.......running out of words with "way" as suffix. That's just sad.

Some days could change your life. You could believe that you have "seen all, been there, done that" only to find the ground beneath your feet missing all of a sudden. I believed I had been through all levels of boredom, from staring at a white wall for hours trying to define its surface contour to observing the flying pattern of three flies, one real and two imaginary; walking around in GIP doing nothing and to top it all, trying to be a programmer. Only to wake up today and beat them all. To measure the frequency noise in the led blinks of a laptop hdd. Life is a poetry of useless sobriety.

Somethings don't fit. Ever. Like the misplaced pen caps, the south indian in a beauty pageant and prawn curry placed in front of a veggie. Everything in the world has its place, the rest can just be hidden below the cot. Went to see Avatar today, only to get a refund because Big Cinemas( previously Adlabs) have absolutely no idea to play a 3-D movie. From when did it become ok to fuck up premieres. Anyway, spoiled the whole fun that could have happened in 3 hours. But for the "technical difficulties" , life could have been simply measured as " Before Avatar" and "After Avatar". And now, all that is going to happen is that all the stupid little dorks who were made fun of because they couldn't get to the premiere will act like stuck up bitches from hi-fi land invited to the " Association of U-suck coz I gotta saw it first" club!. What an epic let down. :-(

Pudding:- everytime someone says that, I have a weird feeling that the guy is going to take out a hammer and smash my head with an accompanying "ding" sound, when he finishes the "ding" at the end of spelling "pudding" part. Also, pudding is one of those words which don't seem to be fit enough to be spoken on a stage.The previous sentence is literally drowning in prepositions and conjunctions and all those silly little words with 2-3 alphabets having no particular meaning of their own.Sad eternal existences.Now,coming back,the probability that the word "pudding" was ever spoken on a stage must be less than 0.001%.If the probability exceeds 0.01%, we shall,simply for the sake of keeping our numbers precise, ignore the rest of the stages on which "pudding" was spoken so as to let the numbers tally. And yes, pudding is my word of the day, for now.If some one eats toothpaste accidentally everyday, does that count into his regular diet?...I prefer coffee-mugs without handles....let the warmth of the coffee onto your fingers before you brutally gulp the coffee down the deep abyss of your esophagus.Not the ones they use at barista or ccd or costa. Those are obscene, and fat like old, short,fat chinese witches bowls that they use to drink crow-blood. It would be great to control the elements, not do do some crazy superhero/supervillain stuff, its that then, you just get up in the morning and have to only issue commands like "tooth, be brushed; body, be cleaned; or - potty, be done". Simplifies Life.There are times when every time you say something, you make a mental image of the things you are saying. Now those are the times you don't want to say pudding, or shit-sticks, or "you are an ass" or "I am a c@#$.". Doesn't work too well for your self-esteem.

One sensible blog and now everybody thinks I am stupid sane. what is wrong with people?

A few reasons why you should blog, because it is better than the following because:

blogging: you blog.
flogging: hurts.
snobbing: thats just a boring "about me" stretched to its limits.
tweeting: unless you are a twit or a twat, the world still has a place for you.
blobbing: the world is already fighting for water, you don't want to be smack at the centre of it.
jogging: no need if you are not going to die in the next 3 years.
sagging: if you do identify with this word, honestly, wtf??
gagging: at the count of 10, kill yourself. all the more better if you don't count too.
bragging: better start blogging, looks more legitimate
eating: now this isn't supposed to be on this list, but I'm running out of rhyming words.
scaring people: just show them your face
appearing stupid: start talking
typing: what was this post about anyway..