Contd.
Since I forgot to put one in the older post, here's a disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I am taking nobody's side in writing this. Hell forbid, you still think I do and decide to take it out on me, You won't know what hit you when I am done with you! :P
Once on the Bus, we chatted, fought over seats and arranged our bags for a long long time. After all, the driver and the others were still in the initial squares. Some of the popular topics in our gang as I remember, Harish's Eternal Silence (Well, when he speaks it is like a mexican druglord who's lost the bass in his voice), Parveen's love for all things involving limb movement (Running, Climbing, Crawling, you name it, she likes it), Sandeep's Dedicaton (How else did you think, he became a bigshot?), Visakh's need to reject Popular opinion(And his word-play Jokes/Hoax) and Jasmine's endless dungeon's (And ofcourse her in-time retorts to keep Visakh's Jokes in check). Who did I miss here? Well the only one of the trekplan-ditchers who actually had a valid reason to not come trekking .Surabhi was in a mission to make time-travel possible? Na... just plain old sick. Fun fact: There's one popular rumour that she was the one that she helped Google expand their database by more than half by just sharing one-tength of the things she knows she learnt over the summer. Apart form the usual gang there was Shruthi (the nice one! Or was she??) and Parag (the conductor of the group!)
By the time we we had exhausted all our topics, It was time to start the Bus. After a lot of cheesy-goodbyes and take-cares and See-yas, we got rid of Visakh+Jasmine combo, or they of us!!
Oh yeah, I had totally forgotten about this - My Reasonings. I originally wanted to call them Philosophies but you supposedly have to be famous to be called a Philosopher. (Btw, I call myself a Reasoner! Which I am totally cool to take on as my Nickname, if you suggest it , of course!) This has to recorded and since I do not to my despair have the skill of writing hieroglyphs on stone (How cool would I be if I did! Huh), I record this in Silicon as zeros and ones parallel to the actual story you anticipated to read when you clicked my link.
REASONING #1.0: `EXERCISE MAKES YOU STUPID`
Unlike what people talk about me, I am not lazy and I don't exercise on principle. I am a strong believer of the Darwin's theory of Evolution. Evolution tends to dilute the strengths that are not used and builds on those that are. I like to believe that the homo sapiens are going to evolve into an intellectual Superbeing socializing with contemporaries from galaxies all-over and not a lalala-yelling, vine-hanging, leaves-wearing moron. And accelerating this process needs a conscious effort from every individual. Can't strengthen the mind, I can understand. But why cant we try cutting down on all the exercise-stuff. This way we would make space in the brain to think of actual stuff instead of focussing on limb co-ordination.
Wow, that was long! Anyway, The take-away is that I really really believe physical exertion in any form is a very bad habit and will be injurious to us as a species in the long run.
Everybody has their weak moments and I... I.... I slipped. I agreed to go on a trek! And like a chain-smoker who had given in to take a drag decides to smoke out every last bit of his last cigarette, I decided to live my trek to the fullest. I know this is not the first time I say this, nor will it be the last. You can't blame a person for trying. How rude are you!!
Parallel in the actual story, we were making small-talk while everybody started getting in the Mood. Hasta-la-Vista Baby! Slowly the beat of the songs played on the stereo were picking up and the Volume raised to levels beyond what the dial was designed for. I am a generally a pretty reserved person and every time I lose even a teeny bit of my reserve in Public in the spur of the moment, I end up agonizing over the next couple of weeks wondering how idiotic I looked. This disease along with the curse of Photography and the million social networking sites make sure that I never forget any of these moments. When we starting dancing (Me - swaying out of sync) and it started being fun, I blamed it on my alter-ego and planned to get away with the self-critic. Surprisingly, even my sub-conscious doesn't think alter-egos are convincing fake stories. Damn it!
I posthumously realized that when my conscious mind was making these fake stories for my sub-conscious mind, I should have been thinking about how all this so-called-dancing would affect my prospects of reaching the peak the next day! Enough with the spoilers though!!
As the Bus started getting crowded, we slid back to our respective seats and dropped into an almost immediate sleep state.
Disclaimer 2: This piece is going to be very long. Deal with it. I did not sign up for no short story fellas!
Since I forgot to put one in the older post, here's a disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I am taking nobody's side in writing this. Hell forbid, you still think I do and decide to take it out on me, You won't know what hit you when I am done with you! :P
Once on the Bus, we chatted, fought over seats and arranged our bags for a long long time. After all, the driver and the others were still in the initial squares. Some of the popular topics in our gang as I remember, Harish's Eternal Silence (Well, when he speaks it is like a mexican druglord who's lost the bass in his voice), Parveen's love for all things involving limb movement (Running, Climbing, Crawling, you name it, she likes it), Sandeep's Dedicaton (How else did you think, he became a bigshot?), Visakh's need to reject Popular opinion(And his word-play Jokes/Hoax) and Jasmine's endless dungeon's (And ofcourse her in-time retorts to keep Visakh's Jokes in check). Who did I miss here? Well the only one of the trekplan-ditchers who actually had a valid reason to not come trekking .Surabhi was in a mission to make time-travel possible? Na... just plain old sick. Fun fact: There's one popular rumour that she was the one that she helped Google expand their database by more than half by just sharing one-tength of the things she knows she learnt over the summer. Apart form the usual gang there was Shruthi (the nice one! Or was she??) and Parag (the conductor of the group!)
By the time we we had exhausted all our topics, It was time to start the Bus. After a lot of cheesy-goodbyes and take-cares and See-yas, we got rid of Visakh+Jasmine combo, or they of us!!
Oh yeah, I had totally forgotten about this - My Reasonings. I originally wanted to call them Philosophies but you supposedly have to be famous to be called a Philosopher. (Btw, I call myself a Reasoner! Which I am totally cool to take on as my Nickname, if you suggest it , of course!) This has to recorded and since I do not to my despair have the skill of writing hieroglyphs on stone (How cool would I be if I did! Huh), I record this in Silicon as zeros and ones parallel to the actual story you anticipated to read when you clicked my link.
REASONING #1.0: `EXERCISE MAKES YOU STUPID`
Unlike what people talk about me, I am not lazy and I don't exercise on principle. I am a strong believer of the Darwin's theory of Evolution. Evolution tends to dilute the strengths that are not used and builds on those that are. I like to believe that the homo sapiens are going to evolve into an intellectual Superbeing socializing with contemporaries from galaxies all-over and not a lalala-yelling, vine-hanging, leaves-wearing moron. And accelerating this process needs a conscious effort from every individual. Can't strengthen the mind, I can understand. But why cant we try cutting down on all the exercise-stuff. This way we would make space in the brain to think of actual stuff instead of focussing on limb co-ordination.
Wow, that was long! Anyway, The take-away is that I really really believe physical exertion in any form is a very bad habit and will be injurious to us as a species in the long run.
Everybody has their weak moments and I... I.... I slipped. I agreed to go on a trek! And like a chain-smoker who had given in to take a drag decides to smoke out every last bit of his last cigarette, I decided to live my trek to the fullest. I know this is not the first time I say this, nor will it be the last. You can't blame a person for trying. How rude are you!!
Parallel in the actual story, we were making small-talk while everybody started getting in the Mood. Hasta-la-Vista Baby! Slowly the beat of the songs played on the stereo were picking up and the Volume raised to levels beyond what the dial was designed for. I am a generally a pretty reserved person and every time I lose even a teeny bit of my reserve in Public in the spur of the moment, I end up agonizing over the next couple of weeks wondering how idiotic I looked. This disease along with the curse of Photography and the million social networking sites make sure that I never forget any of these moments. When we starting dancing (Me - swaying out of sync) and it started being fun, I blamed it on my alter-ego and planned to get away with the self-critic. Surprisingly, even my sub-conscious doesn't think alter-egos are convincing fake stories. Damn it!
I posthumously realized that when my conscious mind was making these fake stories for my sub-conscious mind, I should have been thinking about how all this so-called-dancing would affect my prospects of reaching the peak the next day! Enough with the spoilers though!!
As the Bus started getting crowded, we slid back to our respective seats and dropped into an almost immediate sleep state.
Disclaimer 2: This piece is going to be very long. Deal with it. I did not sign up for no short story fellas!
Consider writing Books
ReplyDeletePerhaps u should b chasing something different
I wish I had the discipline to do that! Believe it or not, I am trying.. Chasing something like?? Any ideas would be welcome.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the interest :)