Water Nymphs and Bonds of Water.

For those who know about my family, well and good. For those who don't... hehe lets talk about my dad, he's this workaholic who is unable to grasp the concept of having fun. Ever seen the glucon-d ads? well he is a typical case.


I'll give you an example, he hasn't taken my mum or me out to a movie for over 10 months.
That's the definition of going out. His idea of going out is limited to grabbing Chaat at the local grocery shop.

So it came as a surprise to me, when he said... do you want to go Ocean Park. It was a thunderbolt, my eyebrows shot up... my ears twinged a bit, and it felt like Rafa losing on clay.

I quickly recovered and vigorously nodded my head. Of course that meant we had take my grandparents (surviving)...

Anyway, i decided to drive and got into the drivers seat, after giving everyone semi-heart attacks and nearly crashing into a lorry, i finally got them to theme park. They looked thankful to be alive and thanked the heavens and the stars. :)

We got our tickets and hurried into the park.

I got on to the usual thrill rides and was generally screaming my lungs out... then me and my dad decided we're going to get into Bumper Cars! It was refreshing to know that i still have my love for childish things :) i was joyful and laughing, trust me.... bumper cars ROCK! :D

So then we walked towards the water park, for those who have dreams of seeing hot chicks in skimpy clothes, FORGET IT. I walk in and i'm treated to displays of over sized, out of shape tummies with flab and elephants on two feet, with water dripping on to their skimpy shorts.

I've never seen so many unhealthy people in my life! jelly like motions, made sure they were every bit the food they ate...

Anyway, frightening scenes aside... (i think visions of flabby men and women will forever haunt me) we got into the wave pool.

And now we come to what this blog entry is about.

I was shocked.

At the people, at how happy people want to be and how they want there to be no wall between each other. The collective joy of the mob, its the first time i've experienced it.
Once the Waves started, there was no holding them back. No one cared who they were crashing against... people didn't care who was smashed against another, who anyone was... for that half-an-hour everyone were friends... we splashed water at each other, no one knew any one. we let those we never know into our assorted circle, we didn't care as long as we were having fun...

Water let something loose in people! all the while i was there, i didn't see one bad moment, one moment where there were not shrieks of joy and smiles on faces.

It gets better... there was a dance floor with water spraying at you... "Rain Dance" they called it...
Strangers become one, the idea of differences is washed away with the water.

What changed us? why do we not smile at an unknown face? why do we walk away from kind words? when did getting lost in the sites and smells of a city, of a people become taboo and risky.

Where did we lose ourselves? where did we forget that of the 30 million species we are one, and too few, and at the root of it... family?

When did we start leching... Where is all the innocence gone?

Slutgarden

My current Manson Indulgence.

"Slutgarden"

I'll pretend that I want you
For what is on the inside
But when I get inside,
I'll just want to get out
I'm your first and last deposit
Through sickness and in hell
I'll never promise you a garden
You'll just water me down
I can't believe that you are for real
But I don't care as long as you're mine

When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)

I'm unsafe, I'm unsafe
I won't repent and so
I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me

I'm a VCR funeral of
Dead-memory waste and
My smile is a chainlink fence
that I have put up
I love the enemy, my love is thee enemy
They say they don't want fame
But they get famous
When we fuck

When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)

I'm unsafe, I'm unsafe
I won't repent and so
I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me

I never believed the devil was real
But god couldn't make someone filthy as you

When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)

You are the church
I am the steeple,
When we fuck
We're all god's people
You are the church
I am the steeple,
When we fuck
We're all god's people

Hola!

Two things.

This week, two things caught my attention. An Experience at a Water Theme Park... and an article in the Opportunities Supplement of The Hindu.

And of course there is the next part of the serial.

A lot of writing... they're in editing phase...

wait a little more... i write best, when i'm half-asleep half-dead. My writing is a little far away.
:P

Edit : I said Two, i came up with 4. The underdog thing really had to be written, couldn't stop it from spilling on to the pages.

Trust Me

A Deviant Art picture, am in Love with it.

Rambling

Don't take this one seriously,
it's being written while i'm seriously waiting for someone to come online...

hehe, yeah "seriously" waiting. I don't like waiting. Its annoying.

We wait for everything. In this so called fast world, surprisingly we still wait a lot.

I live in a hostel. So lets see.
Hmm... lets see, we wait for the wash basin every morning, waiting for the guy pushing that toothbrush lazily into his mouth and giving me, who at the point am pretty damn sleepy (and considering i'm a person who has a significant amount of wet dreams) the impression that he is in fact wanking off the toothbrush.

And there is the wait to use the loo, ohkay come ON! get out man! a lot of crap comes from your mouth all day! is it necessary for me to listen to you actually crapping!? Fucks sake man... i heard you NOT flushing!... flush you idiot!

And then the wait for the bathroom. This i've personally given up on. I can't stand people nasaling himesh reshammiya. I can't stand himesh nasaling, these people are worse than him(its hard to imagine... trust me, apparently one CAN be worse. Its pretty bad that you already know you 5 mins away from you're first class, and this guy seems intent on singing every single fucking line and every single rip.
I've got around this one by relying on a personal adaptation of my body, which has decided not to sweat anymore. And then God created deodarants.

This saves time in actually getting the just-woke-up look. because, heh, i just did.

And then we get to class/work/wherever you keep you sorry ass during the sunlight hours.
Wait for the lift. And for you sorry souls, wait for the bus. And then rush to it, like people in a concentration camp do for food. And for you polluting gas guzzling vehicle owners, wait in line at the gas stations... wait to pay, wait to get.

Finally Get to your chosen hellhole.
It happens to be college for me.

Wait till its time for the break. Wait for the break to end. Wait for the Lunch break.

Get to the mess, wait for food. Wait for a table, wait for that idiot to get you a jug of water.
Wait for him to clean up the mess of the table, left behind by people lacking serious table manners, and probably taught how to eat by chimpanzees who are famous for throwing their crap at people when they are threatened.

Done with all this... then comes the actually fun waiting.
The waiting for your girlfriend to turn up,
the waiting for your results... when you know you could have just made it.
The waiting for your... well a lot of things.

Hmm... there is a shit load of waiting, but then... come on... if there weren't all that waiting,
doing things all the time would terribly boring.

i hope waiting doesn't go out of fashion.
hehe

Ah the pain, Bliss is here!

I've done it now,
There is nowhere to go back to,
I've done it now,
the world seems a darker place, distant.
I've done it now,
The laughter seems to stop.

Couldn't take it any more,
Couldn't take the fake lives,
Couldn't take the hypocrisy, this shitty life,
Couldn't take it to not feel love.

I've Done it now,
There is nowhere to go back to,
I've Done it now,
I've pulled the trigger.

Ah the Pain! Bliss is here.

The coke is getting in the way of my writing this, in what is going to be my last confession. its scribbly but i guess you'll be able to read it.

I'm Sorry, i guess thats the first thing i want to say, of all the things i could've said, the selfish bastard that i am, i say i''m sorry, maybe the brain's wired that way... or maybe its all that coke. Nasty cut, that bastard ripped me off... oh well let him get his goodbye present.

What was that... haan... i'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry for everyone to have had me... to have survived me.

I'm sorry mum, I'm sorry dad. I thought i could live upto what you wanted to see me as, i didn't give it my all, i didn't really care enough about what you wanted me to do, or how you felt about what i wanted to become, and was becoming. I'm sorry because i didn't try.

I'm sorry i lost you love. I'm sorry for being a fucked up me. I'm sorry i asked you to choose me.
I'm sorry i won you heart and broke it. I'm sorry i let break mine too. God, (Satan?) wtevr... this stuff is really heady... making things clear... isn't it supposed to Numb the pain?

FUCK.


This started out as a suicide note:

Then i thought it was an amazing piece of writing, so then i wrote some more, and edited some and rewrote some more... and then thought... This could be a Serial!
(Somewhere then i decide to postpone my suicide, this seemed more exciting... this is part one... introduction and really really morose... it gets better trust me.)