Sunday, February 11, 2007

Perspectives...

Was looking at a few lovely pieces of modern art today...was at ma frenz place lookin at them...had ppl of many different characteristics and characters around..few rock fans who bothered about finding Creed (name of a band for the ignorant) in it...I found 3 new ppl in the same art...but people were wondering where I got that from...

I asked myself..Is perspective that big a term..that makes ones view always differ from others or is it just that peoples mind is made to think that way...??

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Saturday, February 10, 2007

Universal or Personified...

Love, is it about the age or about the person with whom it is shared or about the different instances of the same emoition that makes you look at it, think about it in a different perspective..??

The whole world is bound by just one simple bond - Love. I am sure you will not disagree on this. Be it between a master and his/her pet, between the best of friends, between a parents and their children, someone known and someone unknown...but it is all about Love...

The question I have here is, when the whole world speaks and follows this powerful sparking language, and is tied together by this single strong feeling - Love, why is it that the one special feeling that is felt between a boy and girl at the age when they are about to get everything to start a new life which their parents did couple of decades back - Is the root cause of all the pain, pleasure and many such mixed feelings...??

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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Expectations...

HURTS...

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Monday, February 05, 2007

Chemical Lesson...

Woke up with a startle last night...wondering what was I going to do in the Chemistry lab tomorrow... Experiments of course...but of what kind...I needed a change from that regular Chemistry practical sessions and I wanted a CHANGE...!!!

With this in mind I ended up planning stuff as to what all experimentation that i wanted to do which will make me feel good...at least a little better that will make me feel a little better than the pathetic mundane sessions...It struck me...'Let me try to mix chemicals, of different texture and different properties' and I said to myself...'if lucky, I might end up doing something good, which might not be a magic in the world of Chemistry but to me, in the small sphere I live in,
it will be a self proclaimed achievement...'


Time had come, and I had to plan my location in the Chemistry lab so that I am not noticed by the so called Prof's who wanted me to do nothing but the regular experiments which yielded the same regular results which was know to everyone...So I decided to find the most secluded spot and then for the ingredients for today's fun...the Chemicals...!!!

I wanted to try two things for sure, concentrated acids which are strong and with vigor all the time always capture my interest, was wondering how would a cocktail of all the three acids I was exposed to - Hydrochloric, Nitric and Sulphuric would cook up...and another property that always fascinated me was how would a cocktail of water and kerosene (the only inflammable material that my lab had) be like...Yipee...2 things that fascinated me always were to be
felt in person...Was excited about it...


The D day came, and my first experiment...Concentrated acids...It ended up in a blast...and they proved to be a strong mixture...and the next experiment...a mixture of kerosene and water... extremely different properties and texture, i poured kerosene first into the beaker and soon followed water...but...I was disappointed...they did not mix at all...!!!...the water and kerosene reacted in strange ways...they moved around as i shook the beaker, used the stirrer and tried
whatever I could, but they never mixed and it looked like they never wanted to mix...I hid the beaker for a day thinking something would happen, but things did not change even then...Was it a lesson that they wanted to teach me...??


It was then that my dad's words did strike me...'Hari, never try to mix two different things of different properties or different people with different ideologies in life, character and different views on life...the result will be...a Disappointing Disaster...'

Thanks Dad...I understood the words of wisdom that you always wanted me to learn...and I learnt it myself today...:))

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Why not everyday...??

I felt my fingers itch right from the moment i walked out of the meeting at office...I wanted to write something, but I did not know what was waiting to pour out my mind just like the froth flows out of well shaken up coke bottle, when it opens up...

Plans were happening to go to some place this weekend for many reasons...but for me, the only reason I knew was...I needed a break...Out of clubbing, out of this city where you feel more sound reflected from the walls of buildings than voice of people... The place was either Bangkok or Bintan...2 extremes but real getaways...I no longer wanted to see Hougang Avenue 7 on weekends...at least this weekend...Kala was @ Serangoon travels trying to find out the best of the 2...I was not able to bear the suspence anymore...

Called Kala to find out how the weekend plans were like...Just another day to go..I was read to rock...She said she will confirm it tomorrow...and I was the usual...leg pulling talk...and just like that the words eascaped from my mouth...I feel like writing something...and as if it was the second half of the sentence...Kala blurted out...'You cannot keep writing something everyday dude...there has to be something that makes you write...'...Unknowingly, I challenged her, Why not...but when I pondered over what I said jus few seconds back, I seriously asked myself... Why not?

I am someone who feels rather believes, impossiblity is the creator of solutions, still pondering over, I just asked myself, does your brain cease working ever..(though my friends say that it hardly works and my dad says It was never there..;))..)..jokes apart...when ones brain does not cease working for years together and there is something or the other that is being processed in it...Why is it not possible for man to make anything creative out of it...??

I just laughed at myself, saying...Dude, @ this rate you can write something every hour or even on a smaller time fragment...

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