THINGS

Ever thought of living a life or a part of it without THINGS? Come to think of it, its going to be tough and exciting. Things like cell phones, sunglasses, cars, motorcycles, watch and money. What are we going to extract out of these things, i fail to understand. One cant really define or find himself or herself with these materialistic things.

On the other hand, you need a cell phone to talk to your girlfriend. You need money to booze and fag, and if u have the money, you sure can afford a pair of nice ray-ban. So one really needs money, a cell phone etc etc.

Take a week long vacation INTO THE WILD and you will understand that these materialistic things are a farce. All you need is a tent, matchsticks, a knife, and a gun(You should know how to shoot!!) . You can live. Its an amazing experience, away from the SOCIETY, and its not the END OF THE ROAD, and its GUARANTEED that you will RISE for good.

There comes a time in your life that you really need to discover yourself, one way of doing the same is by going away for a while. Away from people and away from THINGS. Our life is so dependent on these things that they end up owning us. Our personality and our character is molded according to these THINGS.

But if you come to think of it, these THINGS, at the end of the day are now an important part of your life, i wish i was born in the early 18th century and lived in a village.

UNCLASSIFIED RAMBLING

The winter Monday mornings are the toughest. Waking up is like sleeping in between THE SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION. But once you are out of the house walking on the pavement looking at the people around you, you realize how warm you are. And your life IS 'THE SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION'(the best movie ever).

The Rickshaw waalas sitting by the morning fire which is about to doze out. Their children still clinging to their mothers arms. 'LIFE IS(not) BEAUTIFUL' for them.

The guards standing their last minutes by the fire waiting for their replacements and a cosy sleep, 'corporate executives' getting late for earning money, jumping traffic lights end up bribing the thullas cause they are getting late.

(It is difficult to channelize the thought over here)

Life is a struggle in every way. Have we ever questioned why are we going through such torture. If you ask this question to my friends, you will get only one answer. 'I wanna EARN the big bucks. Why? No one knows. Then the question comes.

What will you do with so much of money if you dont have the time to enjoy it?

The answer: I don't know. I just wanna earn the BIG BUCKS.

(where the fuck am i going with all this bullshit)

Ever tried to define politics? I have. Lets just try again.

A hypocrites breeding ground who is ready to sell his soul to meet the end.

Somehow, every politicians' name i have known(barring a few) have come in the limelight for the wrong reasons. And you know what. We are the ones who have selected them. Not even 1% of my class has a voters ID.

There are so many imperfections, so many of em.

Recently i wrote an application to my college Dean for the publication of a LITERARY SOCIETY.
It took me three weeks to come to know that nothing is going to happen. Why? I probably think the answer is: 'Whats the point of a literary society'?

Why i call this as internal politics?

Maybe the teachers (some of them) had vested interests in the Society. (IF I AM NOT A PART OF IT, I SURE AINT LETTING HIM BE ONE).

I ask myself, What are they going to achieve at 45 years of age by doing this?
I get an answer,They have nothing better to do.

Then i remember THE SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION.

'Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things and no good thing ever dies'