Cogito Ergo Sum

Thursday, March 30, 2006

i've spent the last one hour in the magical weave of the world wide web...and guess what...i'm very very bored. i came online with the intention to chat. it happens to me sometimes. an urge to come here and socialize...strangely enough there is not a soul online. not even the vela regulars. not even my uncertain heisenberg (havent seen you around in a long looong time)!

so what have i been doing for the past hour...

ahem...with much embarrassment i must confess...i've been browsing through various orkut profiles. well... thought i must check out what that feels like for once. very amusing indeed. after going through bout two dozen arbit profiles, albums and scrapbooks i'm dizzy. makes me wonder why peopel take so much care and invest so much time in projecting the perfect image. its their turn to let people see them the way they want them to, perhaps. to tell their lives differently and create new perceptions...

i donot mean to speak of such people in a condescending manner. i understand that friendship communities are a natural outcome of people wanting to express themselves and their happy convivial lives to whole world. its just that in most cases the pretense is rather evident. maybe its just my point of view. for all you know once i get addicted to this thing i will be accused of hypocrisy...

shall get back to reading now...might just come back to update my orkut profile and scribble in a few scrapbooks ;)

Sunday, March 26, 2006

a random face to muse about
in the rustle of half eaten
packets of sour
cream flavored chips
stuffed up
lazed around
an afternoon sprawled all over

yet another pawn on the right hand
corner of my screen comes to the
rescue...
another desultory conversation
and then back to a nail bititng
thought provoking
hypothetical situation.
its a terrible feeling. when things dont happen. and you try to snap out of your boredom but in vain. no book, no movie, no song, no voice reaches out. and you just wait...

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

the pink glow of the bougainvillea against a light grey drizzle, a walk on a road in the heart of the wilderness, it seemed like the universe had conspired to cleanse my brain of the scum of stupid dilemmas it had been clogged with. his endless chatter which would have otherwise been rather bugging helped obliterate the acrid sounds that echoed every now and then in the tunnels of my earholes. he took great care to include every detail about the mountainbike he owned back home, his late night jogs around the campus which helped cure his insomnia, how he sent her flowers yet again, and if i could help him get a few postcards meant for a baby sister who adores him completely...

i looked from the corner of my eye at this lama, skinny polar bear of a friend and how he was trying so very hard to keep me occupied in conversation (one long monolouge, to be precise). he didnt say the right things, but the intention came out pure and clean. that was enough i guess. its strange how you may have many friends but only few can cut through the icy walls of your lonely depressions.

after a two minute ride in an overloaded bus and a lot of haggling with auto walas, we said our goodbyes...and i could find myself smiling in the grey of his crinkle cornered eyes.

and in the gusts of the winds that broke against my already numbed skin i just felt glad...there are atleast some choices you don't regret having made...

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

sometimes it is light and springy, urging you to discover the ecstasies of swift motion...

sometimes it aches with all its nerves and bones, muscles and tendons...tossing you around in delirium...

a great Saint once truly said, "the body is a treacherous friend"