Decent...
What? What more do you want? Good Shit Man. Just like H.R is supposed to be. Kick Ass!
Apologies to all those that think I'm down and depressed. I've just gone quite for some time. Don't show much excitement for anything...
Anyway...
CODE, CHOICE, Young Minds...
Get Ready. Here Comes Mehta!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Funny
It's funny you know... How politicians manage to fool so many of us into believing their hollow lies.
It's funny you know... How sometimes what seems like the end of the world unds up being but a ripple in the pond that is life.
It's funny you know...
My father wished to be an astrophysicist. But his father said to him "Be practical, son. Your children need a comfortable future." So he listened and he worked. He gave up the dream. My father's son wished to become a physicist too. But my father said to him though in a much more subtle manner, "Be practical, son. Your children need a comfortable future.". So his son gave up his dreams.
It's funny you know...
My aunt and uncle have a fellow who's been working at their home for over 6 years or so now. His son has a hole in his heart. He's been brought to Bombay for the surgery. His son is a sweetheart. An angel sent down from heaven. His smile. His smile makes me smile. It's just the wonderful thing in the world. I haven't even met him. I just saw him sitting in a room playing with his toy robot.We saw one another and the only reaction I could think of was a smile. And he smiled back. I love that child.
Funny...
Funny how when you're a child the world is just so huge and full of wonder. It still is to some extent... But that serene touch of innocence has been replaced. At least for me. Not something I complain about. But maturity comes with it's set of problems. Being a child though... : ) Remember how everything was just physical environment? Everything was to be climbed on, played on, hung from... Even people! Ha! : )
It's just so funny you know...
How when I ask my aunt if she wants to go have coffee she realizes immediately that there's something wrong... Feels good that someone has so much love for me. Funny how love always feels so damn good...
Funny how my big brother doubles perfectly as my 'Bestest' friend in the whole wide world. One of 6 of course. But 'Bestest' nonetheless. We're 7 years apart. 7. And we're great!
And it just seems so funny to me somehow...
The world's so full of wonder.
But what's funniest is this...
I write so much here. Speak of things that I rarely talk about...
But no one reads it. And I know it. And I write some more. : )
Funny right?
: )
It's funny you know... How sometimes what seems like the end of the world unds up being but a ripple in the pond that is life.
It's funny you know...
My father wished to be an astrophysicist. But his father said to him "Be practical, son. Your children need a comfortable future." So he listened and he worked. He gave up the dream. My father's son wished to become a physicist too. But my father said to him though in a much more subtle manner, "Be practical, son. Your children need a comfortable future.". So his son gave up his dreams.
It's funny you know...
My aunt and uncle have a fellow who's been working at their home for over 6 years or so now. His son has a hole in his heart. He's been brought to Bombay for the surgery. His son is a sweetheart. An angel sent down from heaven. His smile. His smile makes me smile. It's just the wonderful thing in the world. I haven't even met him. I just saw him sitting in a room playing with his toy robot.We saw one another and the only reaction I could think of was a smile. And he smiled back. I love that child.
Funny...
Funny how when you're a child the world is just so huge and full of wonder. It still is to some extent... But that serene touch of innocence has been replaced. At least for me. Not something I complain about. But maturity comes with it's set of problems. Being a child though... : ) Remember how everything was just physical environment? Everything was to be climbed on, played on, hung from... Even people! Ha! : )
It's just so funny you know...
How when I ask my aunt if she wants to go have coffee she realizes immediately that there's something wrong... Feels good that someone has so much love for me. Funny how love always feels so damn good...
Funny how my big brother doubles perfectly as my 'Bestest' friend in the whole wide world. One of 6 of course. But 'Bestest' nonetheless. We're 7 years apart. 7. And we're great!
And it just seems so funny to me somehow...
The world's so full of wonder.
But what's funniest is this...
I write so much here. Speak of things that I rarely talk about...
But no one reads it. And I know it. And I write some more. : )
Funny right?
: )
Monday, July 27, 2009
That life in slow motion.
It's so much more quite this way. Except for people of course. People make so much noise. Too much noise. We're all so busy with our lives that we tend to forget how much noise we'v been making. Things move so much slower...
The cue ball takes it's time hitting the stripe ball and it does just just with enough force to hit the border of the table, bounce off and hit a solid ball with enough force in the right direction to make it come into contact with another stripe ball that uses the transfer of momentum to enter the pot. All in less than 2 seconds. I smile as I watch it all happen and realize the beauty of it as my friends cheer the perfect shot my cousin just made.
A five layer Jack Johnson song plays on the computer. One layer each for the vocals, bass guitar, acoustic lead guitar, drums and piano. The piano is rarely heard though. With all five layers perfectly arranged I can imagine how they've all been played together. Sounds played in a specific manner to sound good. Sounds. :) Sounds. Funny how they manage to mean so much sometimes.
My bedroom door just opened. Noise. People. I don't like people much. Back to it all.
I see a child walk alongside his father at Marine Drive. The father, being taller walks at an easy pace enjoying the breeze and the sound of the waves. His son on the other hand, almost runs to keep up. Shorter legs. He has to move them faster to keep up. No wonder children have so much energy packed into them. I like children. They're not people. They're miniature versions of them. Miniature versions that normally make so much noise.
I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes have sunk deep into their cavities. They look tired. I look exhausted. Sleep deprived. Sick. I see the culmination of years of abusing my body by not sleeping, pushing myself physically and just not giving a damn about myself in general. I smile. It's been worth it. It's always been worth it. For this moment in time. As I look into my eyes and see my life rewind and play again, as I look at my past, realize my present and imagine my future I do what I do so rarely. I sigh and I smile. The kind of sigh and smile you sigh and smile at the end of a long, difficult but satisfying day. Except it sums up everything since a long long time ago. And you know what's funny? It's all in slow motion.
I hope things stay this way a little longer... I really do. :)
The cue ball takes it's time hitting the stripe ball and it does just just with enough force to hit the border of the table, bounce off and hit a solid ball with enough force in the right direction to make it come into contact with another stripe ball that uses the transfer of momentum to enter the pot. All in less than 2 seconds. I smile as I watch it all happen and realize the beauty of it as my friends cheer the perfect shot my cousin just made.
A five layer Jack Johnson song plays on the computer. One layer each for the vocals, bass guitar, acoustic lead guitar, drums and piano. The piano is rarely heard though. With all five layers perfectly arranged I can imagine how they've all been played together. Sounds played in a specific manner to sound good. Sounds. :) Sounds. Funny how they manage to mean so much sometimes.
My bedroom door just opened. Noise. People. I don't like people much. Back to it all.
I see a child walk alongside his father at Marine Drive. The father, being taller walks at an easy pace enjoying the breeze and the sound of the waves. His son on the other hand, almost runs to keep up. Shorter legs. He has to move them faster to keep up. No wonder children have so much energy packed into them. I like children. They're not people. They're miniature versions of them. Miniature versions that normally make so much noise.
I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes have sunk deep into their cavities. They look tired. I look exhausted. Sleep deprived. Sick. I see the culmination of years of abusing my body by not sleeping, pushing myself physically and just not giving a damn about myself in general. I smile. It's been worth it. It's always been worth it. For this moment in time. As I look into my eyes and see my life rewind and play again, as I look at my past, realize my present and imagine my future I do what I do so rarely. I sigh and I smile. The kind of sigh and smile you sigh and smile at the end of a long, difficult but satisfying day. Except it sums up everything since a long long time ago. And you know what's funny? It's all in slow motion.
I hope things stay this way a little longer... I really do. :)
Sunday, July 26, 2009
My Three Decisions of 26/7/09
NOTE: This may or may not me fictional. Enjoy guessing!
It seems that I've taken a few decisions. 3 to be precise. And though they are decisions that should've been made and put into effect a long time ago they've been a long time coming. And as I sit here writing this, it seems that they've finally come. They probably don't make much sense right now but hell, I don't expect most people to get what I'm saying. In fact, I hardly ever do. But anyway... For those of you who will understand and help me through them and for those of you that might wish to give the old brain-bug a little jog I present to you My Three Decisions of 26/7/09:
1. Shut down the old emotional sector for a while. Feelings tend to get into the way.
2. Never let anyone venture too much into my mind. No matter how close they may be. It's a cold, dark place. Even I'm afraid of what's in there.
3. Go quite for a while. No. Not Mars any more. Escapism is the birthplace of so many of the issues so many people face. It shall not be the birthplace of any of mine. From now on I go quite on earth.
I hope this pulls through...
It seems that I've taken a few decisions. 3 to be precise. And though they are decisions that should've been made and put into effect a long time ago they've been a long time coming. And as I sit here writing this, it seems that they've finally come. They probably don't make much sense right now but hell, I don't expect most people to get what I'm saying. In fact, I hardly ever do. But anyway... For those of you who will understand and help me through them and for those of you that might wish to give the old brain-bug a little jog I present to you My Three Decisions of 26/7/09:
1. Shut down the old emotional sector for a while. Feelings tend to get into the way.
2. Never let anyone venture too much into my mind. No matter how close they may be. It's a cold, dark place. Even I'm afraid of what's in there.
3. Go quite for a while. No. Not Mars any more. Escapism is the birthplace of so many of the issues so many people face. It shall not be the birthplace of any of mine. From now on I go quite on earth.
I hope this pulls through...
Thursday, July 23, 2009
An announcement of sorts...
I was walking on marine drive today. Waves would bring in trash from the sea. Give it back to man. There was so much of it. And the BMC people struggled to clean it all up. But every time they'd try the waves would just bring back more. So much rubbish in the sea. And there aren't even any dustbins there! At least not before the Metro bridge! It'll change though. Yup! F.A.R will change it. We're going to make sure to reduce the throwing of rubbish into the sea as much as we can! We have plans! They'll be up on the blog in no time too! You just wait! Things Will Get Better. They Always Do. Not Because They Have To But Because We Make Them So. Just As We, As Humans, Manage To Spoil Things In The First Place, We Do Make Them Better. I Will Make My Marine Drive Better. Will You Join Me?
Ask me about it at forarevolution@gmail.com . We have the answers.
Ask me about it at forarevolution@gmail.com . We have the answers.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Tell Me Tell Me!
Do you think I'm tensed all the time? No seriously. I Need to know. So lemme know will ya? Please. Cause I don't think I'm THAT tensed!
I mean yeah there's the constant battle with myself and the physical pain... But that's little to worry about... I mean It's all in a days work for the Fat Man yaar!
Ah well...
Lemme know yaar. I don't wanna be all tensed...
I mean yeah there's the constant battle with myself and the physical pain... But that's little to worry about... I mean It's all in a days work for the Fat Man yaar!
Ah well...
Lemme know yaar. I don't wanna be all tensed...
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Angry Angry Ranting.
Can somebody please just explain to me where the mute button is? Dammit! I'm tired of this! Too much noise! People shouting and screaming and shouting and screaming and urgh! Enough! Seriously! There was a time when people made life worth living. Lately they're just a pain in the ass. And you know what pisses me off the most about it all? I can't even be angry at them! I'm just out of anger! It's just disappointing man! To the point where I think it's most logical to say that those lines from that song were correct. “The more I see the less I know the more I'd like to let it go.” The only thing that makes any sense is the Music. The Music is all that ever should've been. People just fuck everything up.
I mean is it really a crime to have an IQ of over 110? Is an old age where we're more or less senile what we have to go through life for? Is is wrong to wait and hope for something happen? Is this seriously what the world is like? And don't friggin tell me to look at the bright side. Don't any of you DARE do that! Bright side my ass! The only reason we move forward is because we have no choice. Progression due to compulsion. Nothing else. There's no real bright side. Or maybe there is. Maybe. But it's just so hard to see!
Sigh... Not like I can do much else than rant. “Ah well...” is what I'll say at the end of this ordeal and just accept that things just don't work out most of the time for me. Fuck it.
Signing Out,
Mehta.
I mean is it really a crime to have an IQ of over 110? Is an old age where we're more or less senile what we have to go through life for? Is is wrong to wait and hope for something happen? Is this seriously what the world is like? And don't friggin tell me to look at the bright side. Don't any of you DARE do that! Bright side my ass! The only reason we move forward is because we have no choice. Progression due to compulsion. Nothing else. There's no real bright side. Or maybe there is. Maybe. But it's just so hard to see!
Sigh... Not like I can do much else than rant. “Ah well...” is what I'll say at the end of this ordeal and just accept that things just don't work out most of the time for me. Fuck it.
Signing Out,
Mehta.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
F.A.R, Sydenham, Someone Special!
F.A.R meetings are seriously tough shit man! Specially when I'm doing two a day! Today we had a project meeting which turned into a general meeting. Then we were supposed to have one big Introductory for Cathedralites. Jimmy didn't pull through! Can you fucking believe that! Bugger doesn't even call and tell me! Why am I so pissed? I had 3 members assigned interviews waiting. That's My people's time wasted. Not cool man. Not cool. But anyway.. .Work was done. That's all that matters.
In other news, I'm now officially a Sydenhamite. Yup. Got the ID card and everything. But HR management list comes out Tuesday. So let's see what happens... But at least I have a college now. It's funny though... As soon as I got my ID card, I was told to prepare myself for a tabla solo for Malhar or Umang or something! Can you believe it! Sheesh! It's good in a way though. At least I'll start practicing more seriously.... Oh yeah, for those of you who don't know, Malhar and Uman are two inter-college festivals. Crazy shit right?
Other than that, feels good to have met someone today. :D Yup! Met her! Haha! Man... Felt kind of relieved. Though I wouldn't mind having some more time. But then that's me being the hopeless romantic. Hope we can speak for some time today. Haven't spoken to her like the old days in forever. Ah well.. .I guess I'll have to live with it...
In other news, I'm now officially a Sydenhamite. Yup. Got the ID card and everything. But HR management list comes out Tuesday. So let's see what happens... But at least I have a college now. It's funny though... As soon as I got my ID card, I was told to prepare myself for a tabla solo for Malhar or Umang or something! Can you believe it! Sheesh! It's good in a way though. At least I'll start practicing more seriously.... Oh yeah, for those of you who don't know, Malhar and Uman are two inter-college festivals. Crazy shit right?
Other than that, feels good to have met someone today. :D Yup! Met her! Haha! Man... Felt kind of relieved. Though I wouldn't mind having some more time. But then that's me being the hopeless romantic. Hope we can speak for some time today. Haven't spoken to her like the old days in forever. Ah well.. .I guess I'll have to live with it...
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Pool, Flipflops, Grandma!
For those of you that don't already know, I like playing pool. I like playing pool a lot. And one person I always enjoy playing pool with is Aum, Or Aum Bhai as we like to call him. He's pretty good at it too. We play at this little place called New York Cafe or Cafe New York or whatever it's called (We just call it Yorks and it ends up being called Yoks) and every time we go there Aum wants to play an LP with someone or the other. LP being Losers Pay. Which is fine if you're good and are going to win. But we rarely find someone that's at our level or below it to play with. Today we meet these two guys that definitely suck. And Aum asks me if we want to try a LP. I don't mind. So we get to kicking their asses. All we have by 5 minutes of the first game is the eight ball. The other two are fuck scared cause we're so good! And them Aum Pots the 8 ball in the wrong fucking pot! And I'm like yeah, that's fine. Shit happens. So we play another LP. And he does the same thing again! Bugger just can't play under pressure! Urgh! But it's ok. Though I do get really pissed at him something pulls me out of it. A phone call. Bai, our maid that's been with the family since before mom and dad were even married calls up and says that my Agiba (Nani/Mom's Mom/Grandma and what not) just fell and can't get up. Now she tends o fall once in a while. It isn't very rare. But she was in the hospital for a week recently because of an infection in her foot. So I run home. Home's about 15 minutes of walking from Yorks. I eventually make it in less than ten. But I'm fucking running home in a pair of flipflops! Fucking Bata Sunshine Chappals man! Those aren't meant for running! Specially for someone like me! I can't fuckin run much as it is! Sticky dirty water makes it even harder. So halfway I just take 'em off and run home. Ended up falling like 5 times when I had the chappals on! But I made it. And what do I find? Agiba's just fine! She's chilling on the sofa! See what happened is, Bai didn't call mom. She called me. She was panicking. I called mom. Mom called people in the building. But I was kept out of the loop till much later. Anyway... My aching feet weren't much of a problem. My Nani was fine. I was relieved! Fuck My Life? No Way! Who ever gets an excuse to run barefoot in Mumbai no matter how dirty it may seem! Haha!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
R.H.S Dude!
Restless Heart Syndrome says Jimmy. Funny. It's the first time someone's used that term to describe me and I can only smile as I agree to him. It's true. I do have it. A Restless Heart.
Yes. There's a girl. Though isn't there always? Her name's her name. And she's pretty fucking awesome! And I haven't gotten the chance to speak to her all friggin day! You know how fucked up that is? It fucks with my head man! I'm not really much of a fan of this particular feeling. This restlessness. This need to speak to someone. To hear their voice. To see them smile and then smile right back even though you're on the phone with them. But to be honest, it feels good to have it. Cause eventually I will speak to her and it'll all be better again! Man! Crazy Shit!
Yes. There's a girl. Though isn't there always? Her name's her name. And she's pretty fucking awesome! And I haven't gotten the chance to speak to her all friggin day! You know how fucked up that is? It fucks with my head man! I'm not really much of a fan of this particular feeling. This restlessness. This need to speak to someone. To hear their voice. To see them smile and then smile right back even though you're on the phone with them. But to be honest, it feels good to have it. Cause eventually I will speak to her and it'll all be better again! Man! Crazy Shit!
The Fall
What do you when you're fuck tired at Bluefrog with some friggin AWESOME music?
You write 'The Fall'... A Work in progress. Something I thought I'd share...
Five straight days of being wide awake. Two hours of sleep. Enter bluefrog. I'm at the edge of myself and I'm pretty fucking sure I'm going to collapse and fall into an insignificant end if only to be reborn once more just as insignificantly. But some thing's holding me back. A thin piece of laundry twine that should've snapped long ago. This shouldn't be happening. But fuck, it's happening all the same. Damn. I need a... Fuck! What do I need? What do I need? What do I- Dammit! Sleep! It's just some sleep. That's all I need. Sleep, Yeah... Fuck! Did I just get closer to the fall? A seconds hand just ticked. Time just happened. It isn't sleep. Another second just happened. And another. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! This isn't cool. Time's happening again. No. This shouldn't happen! No. Please! No! I'm about to fall. I can't fall! I can't take it anymore. My weight's too much for my feet. My knees buckle My heart struggles to beat now. My breathing's labored. Here I go again. The collapse. And just as I'm about to lose consciousness only to regain it some time later I wake up. A dream. It was only a dream! Thank Go-. There's just one way to describe what happens now. Just one word. The Fall.
Yes. It's dark and twisted. Cool Right? XD
You write 'The Fall'... A Work in progress. Something I thought I'd share...
Five straight days of being wide awake. Two hours of sleep. Enter bluefrog. I'm at the edge of myself and I'm pretty fucking sure I'm going to collapse and fall into an insignificant end if only to be reborn once more just as insignificantly. But some thing's holding me back. A thin piece of laundry twine that should've snapped long ago. This shouldn't be happening. But fuck, it's happening all the same. Damn. I need a... Fuck! What do I need? What do I need? What do I- Dammit! Sleep! It's just some sleep. That's all I need. Sleep, Yeah... Fuck! Did I just get closer to the fall? A seconds hand just ticked. Time just happened. It isn't sleep. Another second just happened. And another. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! This isn't cool. Time's happening again. No. This shouldn't happen! No. Please! No! I'm about to fall. I can't fall! I can't take it anymore. My weight's too much for my feet. My knees buckle My heart struggles to beat now. My breathing's labored. Here I go again. The collapse. And just as I'm about to lose consciousness only to regain it some time later I wake up. A dream. It was only a dream! Thank Go-. There's just one way to describe what happens now. Just one word. The Fall.
Yes. It's dark and twisted. Cool Right? XD
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