The BBB syndrome - Bored Beyond Belief.

With dark skies all around, a gentle winter's glow upon the ground,
The silence of snow, only perturbed by the wind whispering through the trees,
A scarce figure - crumpled amidst layers of warmth - walks onward.
Onward, forward - to the end of the day, the time to relax, the time to play,
For the rest of the hours seem to trudge along, slower than an ant with five broken feet.

A day that passes by, if you're lucky, notches up another, in the seemingly endless list
Of days that go by with no more excitment than one derives from staring at a blank wall.
The lack of excitement, the lack of a challenge, the lack of everything that is supposed to exist,
is explained by the overwhelming presence of Boredom, with a capital B.

The monotony of life, spurred on only by the hopes, the dream that someday,
something will change, and the inifite days of boredom would cease to exist.
Ironically, even if this change does occur, it would only motivate us further,
to look ahead, hope even more that a permanent change is just around the corner.

Sickening 'tis, to simply sit, and wait for change. People say "be proactiv!", "Get on up! and BE the change"...but quite simply, we are powerless against the will of ways - we cannot but flow with the river of reality, to struggle against the cruel current is pointless. It is discouraging, and an utter disappointment to struggle with the way of things, for in this struggle, it is irrelevant how much of a fight one puts up, it is the accurate re-telling of the story of David and Goliath,except that in this version, David gets the **** kicked of him.

The way to change, the way to get-by, the way to succeed, and revamp the entire foundations of our lives...eludes me to this day. It is the eternal quest of every human being, for the more we think about it the farther we get from the result.

The ultimate response though is perspective. The trick to getting by is perception, so leave me your comments (you arses) and give me your take on this ;) . Cheers.

P.S - Yeah...I started writing this elaborate poem...lol..and I guess the "monotony of life" got to me or something..so kinda rushed it at the end :P...Please echuse.

eh? EH?

Ho..Hum..Life's a bum..Wuts goin on fellow imbeciles? It's funny...how I'd disappeared...or so I thought from the world of blogging. Dormancy, Hibernation....call it what you may...I blame it on the utter absence of what one may term a mood. Yeah...thats right...Ever so sorely dependant on my creative mood to draft in...lately I've started wondering about WHY I should blog. Why should I spend 10-15 minutes of my day...my precious day..writing a bunch of grade-A bull plop that I find hard to believe after I've taken a 2 minute break to empty my bucket(that means taking a wiz for those not acquainted with my quaint lingo :P .....and taking a wiz means...if you don't know wut that means..close this browser..slap urself..and google it u arse!) right...carrying on ---> oh yeah, so... WHY? Why organize my thoughts, the constant stream of creative ooze, into a paragraph or 2 of blog material? WHY I ask you...and if u dare to care....answer me this..and may the groove be with u !

Ten Minutes in a Bathtub.

Frustration, Disappointment, Anger, Exhaustion –
Elements forcing me to throw to the winds caution,
While fighting the devil within, intoxicated with emotion.

Frustration, at embracing the fact that my mind is frail,
For it seems, the more I plan, the more I plan to fail…

Eventually I clamber up the wall of frustration,
To land amidst the vast field of disappointment.

As my weary eyes watched the horizon of hope fast disappearing,
My mind morphed into a volcano of anger,
The lava of confusion spewing forth endlessly…

…Endlessly, or so it seemed.
Waking up into the brutal winter of reality,
I yearned for a solution to clear up the skies,
Something to calm me down, to help me relax.

Like a blazing fire in the middle of the night,
An idea came to me so very bright,
Giving me the hope that it just might
Remove the pain, the torture and everything that wasn’t right.

A Bath! A sultry, steaming, stimulating bath,
One that was at a temperature so perfect,
That an extra drop of cold water would be a sin to regret.

As I hurriedly set things in motion,
To try and drown my pangs of emotion,
I happened to glance at the clock – which indeed gave me quite a shock.

“One AM” it did blink at me,
Ever so similar to the manner in which I did at it,
Remembering that I had an early day tomorrow,
But eventually convincing myself that my priorities lay with my sorrow.

And so I did, by undoing my robe, expose the real me,
Unleashing my body, mind, and soul,
Into the sea of warmth - the nemesis of cold.

The warm liquid caressing my body,
Thawed the blood within, and ushered my senses
Into a universe undefined by science.

I slipped into the water, finally coming to rest
When the level was above my chest,
And the only thing open to the air,
Was my nose - which only seemed fair.

Eyes closed, with a deafening silence in my ears,
I was my mind, floating ever so gently,
That even seconds took the shape of years.

It was then - That was when,
Amidst the silence, the ethereal tranquility
Where the only voice I heard was that of my mind,
The beautiful, calm, clear voice, that was ever so kind
To let me know that all was well in life,
That the need for frustration was nothing but a strife,
One that cannot be won, where winners are none.

I took a deep breath, inhaling the revelations so new,
Acknowledging that they were nevertheless, painfully true.
Realising that results, achievements, the so-called measures of success
Were nothing but a farce, a cruel twist of fate,
One that made life something you’d hate.

Instead, it seemed, nothing mattered,
The power of life was in my hands,
And that was how it had always been,
Only I was never too keen,
To accept the truth that appeared before me.
But what can I say - I’m just a teen.

Spending ten minutes in the bathtub,
Had taken me places far beyond the realm,
Only to show me the power, the truth,
That my life was secure, with me firmly at the helm.

And so with life, I did sign a treaty,
To accept and live by the rule
That anything to the power of ONE,
Always equaled infinity.

Cheers. :)

Hey Jude, When a Blind man cries its not Because She said Good Day sunshine.. Hush. I'm so Glad I'd have you anytime.. Isn't it a pity? What is life If Not for you...Foxy Lady...Wait until tomorrow - Ain't no Telling, Everything is Automatic...Do the Evolution, Angel, Over the bridge of sighs and Come together.. I want to show you Strawberry Fields Forever...

That thing you do...With a little help from my friends, Fixed a hole...and Its' gettin' Better...and Thanks, that was Fun. Here comes the Sun over A Hard Days' Night..I've gotta feeling The two of us Across the Universe...Here, There Everywhere...Think For Yourself.

I'm under your spell, like a man in a trance,
but you know damn well, that I don't stand a chance....so Unchain my heart, Baby set me free..

I'm So tired..............My Love will never die....Breathless, Holding on to Life, I'm a Natural Fool.....Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and my monkey.....Stand by me, My Friend, Going Nowhere Half the World away..The End.

On further examination...

Btw...I should really stop using that word - "groove" soo much ..shudn't I?
But then it IS a groovy word...decisions ...decisions... :P

Perception - a groove of life...

Its been a good ten days since my last post...good as in..a fair bit of time..:P ...not exactly the 'GooD' good..well...can't complain really except for the fact that I'm being piled on with assignments almost everday...its nuts!!!! Engineering..this crap better be worth it at the end :P..i swear..Technical drawings are the best example of how picky engineers can get...freaking conventions and this and that and ahhhhh..!! I mean..its cool when u start off.."I'm professional...i can do a lotta shit the damn artsies can't.." but those damn artsies...they have a free life..I mean...wow..after the work i've been put thru ...i dun even think an art degree is real anemore :S....no offence ppl :P...just feelin' the pressure of work I guess .... (u bastards..) Anywho, once under the pile..and I started to feel the presure..it was actually gud fer sumthing ...it managed Squeeeeze out (probably literally...considering the enormity of pressure :P ) a couple of new strains of thought in my brain...its alll abt how u look at things..i mean...sumthing incredibly beautiful can be looked at in more than one way...anything fer that matter, and EVERYTHING can be looked at from the beautiful angle as well :)..thats the sexyy part! So what my genius of a brain spluttered up to combat this - was makin' me realise that THIS...THIS isn't my life..i mean..sure its PART of it right now..but hey..it's only the MAIN part if I want it to be :D...that concept is freaking cool - no? I mean..the fact that anything that has value...has it only because U give it value..so what U think it shud be...THATS WHAT it is gonna be....of course...doesn't always apply in things u don't have control over :) ...but hey! Gotta keep hoping ;)...Perception - man..that is the groooooviest Concept in existence! Think abt it...i mean srsly..THINK abt it - however u want :D thats the whole point..;) :P

TRUST life to show u the routes to groovtopia ...thats wut its all abt :D (perceive it that way...and perceptions can become realities) everything's happenin fer a reason...and u know..that sorta thing.

Blah blah blah..anywho the groove of life's governed by what u want it to be governed by...U set the priorities...UR the dude! (or dudette..hehe) so, We gotta see...and think clearly, its probably pretty obvious what things need attention..just gotta TRUST others and the GROOVE of life..to lead u the right way:)....and what's required is the touch of U to succeed...Life's gotta be Grooovy :D...and u gotta realise wut things CAN make the Experience a groovy one..and MAKE sure it is :D.

Coming back to my initial case , fuck university!..I mean..its gonna be there...just coz u gotta get it outta the way :D..but hey..the rest of ur life governs it if U want it to (and u can bet ur arse that i want mine to ;))!~! Cheeeers ! and keep grooovin':)

Indian food.The solution to a drab life.

Ever been soo hungry..and there's absolutely nuthing arnd to eat?? i mean..nuthing...not even a biscuit..an apple...or anything. and everytime u need sumthing to eat...u havta walk fer abt 10 mins and buy from a fast food place with a whole platter of choices - pizza , subs, or wraps. the past week all i had wus sum terrible cold pizza and a whole lotta free pop. Water...although available in plenty wus too hard to get... for i had to walk outta my room, into the living room..and fill my bottle up. yeah...i know i'm lazy ..but i'm sure u guys've been there too ..i mean..come on there's bound to be a time when everyone's so comfy in a chair...that they don't wanna leave unless they Absolutely have to. that wus me...only after 7 days of eating crap ...desperation and the crave fer spicy indian food caught up..my tastebuds having died - nay, decayed - loong ago thanks to the relentless intake of old, cold pizza. Finallly went out today, on a quest driven by my exasperating hunger, and I wus actually surprised to find an Indian joint at this wonderfully boring town of Waterloo, where i'm stuck fer the next 5 years. hooray. Quickly got myself sum peas pulao..mutter paneer..and rajma! And that...wus THE best meal i've had in ages...i mean..it wus BS compared to even the lowest standards of indian food..but WOW..it kicked ass..my tastebuds sprang back to life..my eyes lit up..and hell ya...i wus thankin' god one mor e time fer makin me indian :P....anywho..all's well now..and will follow up with more senseless rants. Cheers.

Of lamps and rivers..

...where the river flows and the light glows,brightly in the darkness, forthrightly.But whenever so often the weary boatman comes down the river,the little lamp that bobs up and down calms his shiver,For the little lamp bobs up and down to show the rest - the way to survive, thrive, and to be the best... :P :)