Bucket List, Item #16

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I’ve asked my mum, and she says I must’ve been around 7 or 8 when it started. I was sitting on the floor of Mrs. Malhotra’s flat where she took her weekly art class, a phase of my life featured prominently whenever I made my mental ‘phases-I-wish-I-remembered-more-of’ list. I had just finished painting my last drawing, a castle of some sort, and was waiting for my next assignment, when the boy seated to my left, my best friend of 3 years, Aditya thought aloud, “We should do a Tintin picture”.

Admittedly, I had read Tintin comics before this. My mother had brought home my first one as soon as she’d heard Veena Aunty was opening a library less than two hundred metres away from my building. I’d read it, and I’d enjoyed it, and because back then Adi and I shared everything, including books and opinions, he’d enjoyed it too. But we weren’t crazy. Oh no, we got crazy after we started drawing.

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Adenosine Triphosphate

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Monginis is probably the most popular hangout place for several of us here.
What really makes it up is the kind of free talks you have with your friends there.
“Did you know the Chinese government had a rule that each family should learn 100 English phrases before the 2008 Beijing Olympics.”
“Dude, you have to watch the documentary on the Bird’s Nest, it will make you dumbstruck”
“Well, I may sound a bit depressing and cocky here. I get it, that it was our first gold medal and it’s a huge reason to celebrate, fair enough, but just ask ourselves, ‘Is it worth it?’ ‘Is it really worth it?’ when countries like USA, China and all, go on winning hundreds of medals and we, after winning a single gold medal, have our leading newspaper’s headlined as ‘A day in the life of a billion people’. Continue reading →

God Hates Us All #FML

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The following is a rhetorical rant and an exercise in writing.
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You know what sucks? Existence that’s what. Life just takes it out of us a little bit every day and before we know we’re as cynical and miserable as the grown-ups who just can’t see the exuberance of life. Give it a little time young friends, the fact that you were born sucks and you will know it. Every day is a drag, a monotonous routine capable of only filling you with the regret over the possibility of more of the same tomorrow and yet with fear over the inevitability of death. Why are we here? What are we doing? We are here because whatever caused us to exist was a sadistic SOB and and the one thing that we perpetually experience is suffering. What’s that you say reader? What about the one time you felt happy, content. Well I say there is no happiness. We just get better adjusted with our failures, let that sink in for a moment and see how you feel about your whole life until now and the rest of it that is sure to follow. Continue reading →

Virtual Life and learnings

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The story’s about a boy, who was 17 and a half years old. Lets call him Rohit.
Rohit knew he had gone to sleep in the living room on the sofa they had. He was that much exhausted and tired after he had come from the party late, last night.

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Then, some disturbing, squeaky noise from the tv breaks him from the sleep. He, first tries to ignore it, but then, opens his eyes. Turning sideways, he sees the wallclock that shows 10am. The first thing that strikes him was that he missed the football match he had at 6 in the morning. Continue reading →

While In A Flight, Just Stay Quiet #FML..

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“Last call for the passengers travelling to Nagpur by Indigo SG-112. Kindly proceed for boarding.” I woke with a start. I always had the knack of delaying things till the last moment. Then be it delaying the washing of my socks until I saw someone sitting next to me walking off due to the unbearable smell or be it completing that power point presentation at the last minute where I had no other option but to use the readymade templates (I hate those presenters and presentations which use the readymade templates. It just shows that you didn’t give a damn while making the presentation). I always believed that delaying things gave me that extra bit of time and that the moments of desperation brought the best out of me. Honestly, my theories had no explanations but then no one cared enough to demand one!

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pulpy fiction

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They walked across the central lawn hand in hand. The air was sticky with the smell of sewage water and Monginis cups collected dead insects by the dozen as they lay bare on the clipped grass.

“This is not right yaar. I mean, how can people litter? It’s so uncool” He said, stroking her frizzled hair briskly. The “Get-a-girl 3.0″ manual had recommended that. He didn’t particularly warrant it – like everything else he had followed in the manual to get her. It has worked, so it must be the right way, he thought. Besides, that’s what he’d done with academics – “How-to-better-your-grades” by Mr. K. Nigam is a book that had given him an 8.6 in both of his first semesters.

“Have you heard Taylor Swift? She’s so cute yaar”, she said, simultaneously clasping his hip, just as her friends had told her to. Guys like girls who take the lead; textbook-style dating is something that’s cool, for both of you, they had said. Continue reading →