Tuesday, January 26, 2010

A Discovery!!!

Its weird how adages and idioms tend to come alive right in your face without you even knowing when it happened and you can see the "wise" ones staring at you with a pompous and sanctimonious smirk ethched right across their guileful faces.However its nothing so serious really, just my imagination runs a bit wild and exaggeration is fun- thats all.There was no wise man staring down on me or anything ,even if there was it was me myself in my saintly avatar (to be imagined with a flowing white beard and a halo and rudraksh mala and all). Talking of rudraksh i think that was a movie- a crappy one at at that...digressing a bit ...what is the difference between crappy poop and poopy crap???...anyway hey and do you know what is the deo that saints like??it is rudr-axe!! Do not stare at me like that ..it is a good pj...budding artists are never appreciated unless they get hold of some award which you never heard of but people tell you is a prestigious one and then you start liking the very same work that you wouldnt have given a damn about a day before.....its the same with movies -some group of weirdos decide to call some movie a classic and "tasteful" individuals devour them like bees on honey.I am not saying that all of the classic movies are like that but most of them are...and i am not open for an argument on that!!Specially if you cant decipher head or tail of a movie then the movie is guaranteed to make it to the "classics" roster. Also modern art...I mean what is it??I f I throw a dozen colours around on a canvas it isnt art but when the same thing is done by the "acknowledged" artists it means something "deep" which "you wont understand". If I draw a nude its perversion if they do it is art....damn injustice thats what it is.These guys are just good at mass hypnosis thats all.

Anyway why did I start this post?Oh yeah..its nothing as I told you in the beginning.Just that a professor was harping too much on the fact that we need to get to get a certain book or else he will slit us open or something like that..I think it wasnt so gory but who cares..and I tried to get the book from many seniors but couldnt ..I even thought of buying it but the shop was closed- talk about being pulled back by fate at every step - or you can be a bit less melodramatic and blame it on my ill timed endeavours, whichever suits you.However after all this I remembered that there is a place for people like me (not a mental asylum...let me complete the statement) who are looking for books they dont have but need very urgently-it is called The Library-the ethereal sacred ( i thought i would use the word ecclesiastical but then it would be too obvious that I picked it up from the thesaurus..moreover I dont even know how to pronounce it or if the usage would be correct) morgue of the dead trees of yore, and I did find the book there!!So you see pretty mundane this whole thing was...

You see the I never thought of the library because it simply doesnt suit my interiors- the library hates my guts literally -every time I step in there ,within 5 minutes the pressure in my large intestine ( I think its that) starts building up without any provocation whatsoever and as soon as I walk out its normal once again.So you see its natural that I did not think of it before.Thats all for the moment i guess...I will notify you in case of any such further developments.

P.S- I think my cycle is missing again.
P.P.S-P.S I love you is too full of senti...it is not as good as people make it sound like.

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