Adrift

‘tat tvam asi:’

- you are what you seek

He wasn’t outwardly plain. Though, it appears so from outside, his mental processes were far from simple. He had an insincere character. He was the awkward child. As a kid he was nasty and had a wicked demeanor. He wasn’t the hated one, but they all could do away with him.

CLOCKWORK ORANG

“We don’t deserve to live” said Aniyettan sitting on his haunches and taking a deep puff from the ‘Gold’ he had in his pockets since yesterday. It was Ayinoonu night, Marriage was next day. The whole family was downstairs gossiping after the dinner when the guys decided to take a break on the terrace. That’s when Aniyettan said this. He was unusually senti and no one knew why. Nothing was wrong with him till evening, they had observed.

Fuzz: More Random Thoughts

Marking the instrument on P&ID and making Inspection Test plans on the excel sheets. He sat there wondering if this is it.

“Concentrate” his boss had told him the other day “do not expect anything technical, this is what you have to do now”.

He got Goosebumps.  He looked around… A room filled with A4 sheets, Xerox copies, big files, markers, computers with open excel sheets and PDFs, a cup of tea every two hours and occasional trips to the water cooler.

No, this can’t be it. This should not be it. At least that was not the plan.

Who wants to be the Good Guy?!?

“Don’t worry… You are the Good Guy” said my friend to cheer me up when I was complaining to her about life’s unfairness. “Remember, good guys get the girl in the end” she suffixed.

Ya, right. Thought I. Get the girl in the end. In the end?? Ha! So senseless. You see, this guy goes through all the trouble throughout, loses everything he has and is in a complete state of perdition during the whole first half. He spends the most of second half planning revenge with a girl who helps him out of pity. His lone friend is killed or loses a leg to villain’s tyranny. He is sad, dejected, disappointed and angry unless until the last ten minutes.

The bad guy on the other hand is suave and cool. He has all the fun. He gets to beat up the good guy in the beginning, has loads of money to do every sort of stuffs, gets to sing an item song while shaking legs with a hot girl, have cool dialogues accompanied by a weird laugh throughout, except for the last ten minutes when he is shot in head at point blank by the good guy after a short chase.

So, when everything starts looking bright for the good guy, the movie ends. Now!! Who the f*k wants to be the good guy??

FuzZ!!!

SOME RANDOM THOUGHTS

I woke up with a start to the music of my ringing cellphone. I had this sudden urge to pick it up and throw it far, disrupting my sleep damned inanimate object!!! I got up and reached for it, but before I could pick it up, black words appeared in white background “1 Missed Call”, huh!! couldn't care less. I tossed the phone back onto my bed. I looked at the clock, 10.30 it read.

Ahh! Third time this week that I overslept and missed my morning classes. My attendance is falling short, but I didn't care. My classes were all boring and encouraged rote learning. They didn't encouraged me to think out of the box. As a child, I was told not to make noise, run around or play free. As an adolescent, I was told to follow the crowd. I was told, not to be different from the rest. Being different meant being crazy. I did not ask, even though I had doubts. I did not comment, eventhough I had strong points in a debate. And I was a normal child they said.