Saturday, March 24, 2007

Still for a second


This is kind of a personal post. Hope you can chip in with similar thought-shots along the process.The timeline for the musing is about a couple of years, years that are beyond me. On a certain road-trip to California last year, i was near a dusty gas station in Utah. Located on a small cliff overlooking a dry expanse of land, its desolate look was scorching. I stood at the edge of the hanging and admired the arid scenario. Just the look of the dry land made me thirsty. Thats just an image. Now to the actual post.

Life surges in so many convoluted ways. At many a times, i wished to pause and look at it still by still. It freezes for a second and then melts away. So, on a bored tutoring night, i took a few of my images and made a collage. A few images are borrowed.

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Friday, March 09, 2007

How to write a random post - War what is it good for?

On a nice cold evening, i got down at the lovely looking patee library. It looks like an ancient roman building with little light filled windows. I chose to step down one stop earlier to avoid the student surge that typically happens at this particular stop. With snow covered layers deducted a few kelvin from the atmosphere, i began my stroll towards the great student massacrre(tutoring). Looking around, i began to observe things to gather fodder for the next post. There was a certain sense of serene randomness that i so desperately want to incorporate. So here goes,

- Add surprise elements. If there are no surprise elements, that itself can be the big surprise. Either way you have them, where you want

- Make an absolute mess of it. I mean total carnage. Walk into the realm where all logic breaks down. The plus side is you don't have to think too hard for such stuff.

- Watch several south park episodes to get inspired. Remember the golden statement by Eric Cartman "The first law of physics says anything fun costs atleast eight dollars".

- Talk about famous celebs doing mundane things. Probably you could explore what would have happened if buddha was a little lazy. I will do a small thing next time.

Since, we spoke about the DOs of randomness, the "don't" is to make a list of random thins. Lists are a strict no-no :D

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

The small world

The world is so small. I am actually related to this story. Do you remember the time when a salesman walks in to sell Joey the En-pedia? All these days, i used to laugh at all those Jon Stewart's jokes on Novak. "Gotta go through Novak, people". And, i used to laugh along with suppressed sheepishness. If you have no clue of what's going on, i am talking about Valerie Plame. And, the reason this is small world, because she was from Penn State!!! Ofcourse, i was just three years old then.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

New York Slice

We had come visiting the fiance's brother for a day at his place in NY. It was about 9 in the night when we took the sub to his place. We met a middle-aged couple with a cute kid in his buggy. They probably noticed the tension in my face and started their comforting small talk. A bangladeshi couple. It was remarkable how similar we look but for the small nuanced differences, still. At our stop, we bid adieu and walked out.

Early next morning offered a crisp, cool breeze as we made towards port authority. As we hopped onto the 46 bus, i plugged in the metro card to cover charges. The machine spat the card back at me. I had a few dollar bills but the bus driver informed me it wouldn't work. Seinfeld rates public speaking as the most dreaded thing to do. I had to resort to beg for some metro card on a New York bus. I passed several stony glances and head swivels before one of them handed me his metro card. I thanked profusely and paid him in the now-useful bills.

Half an hour later, we were nearing our destination. They say life comes full circle, when it does it makes you look like an idiot sometimes. Sometimes, it gets you glow with two beaming buttons of eyes and an easy elastic smile. We were at the sub station, bright and busy, refilling the empty metro card. On my left, i saw a huge NY lady trying to purchase a ticket. For some reason, the machine was being reluctant and she was bordering panic. She slammed her huge palms right and left, as if the machine was a stubborn child hanging on to dear ticket. I whisked out a couple of dollar bills and handed them to her.

"Oh thank you. Believe me, i am a good person". To this day, i don't know why she said that. I am not acting all smug for helping her out, but i did feel happy.

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