Thursday, May 05, 2011

Martyr-like

So I have dished up this awful awful dinner of boiled sprouts for myself. I am all by myself tonight and wondering why did I put myself through this, instead of ordering a juicy tandoori chicken leg! Bongs don't go on a diet..even pseudo bongs don't. Am just in a martyr sort of a mood right now. I had all of four lines written in this post explaining the lack of posts over the past few months. But hell, this is my space. I ain't explaining anything to anyone!

Your problems are wholly and solely your own. In your head, you probably have magnified it by a scale of 10-100 (depending on your self pity quotient) and it seems like the end of the world. This is how it is supposed to be. Irrespective of global warming and tsunamis, what we really fret over is our own skewed lives. And skewed they are. In ways, big and small. Yes, Osama died and I am glad one less from the death brigade. But you know human nature. Self centered as we all are. All I am thinking about is why my right hand won't go back to the way it was..straight and pain free. No, this isn't about my hand. Just that, we don't look beyond our own mess. Maybe its not as bad as we think it is.

As I munch on my bowlful of awfulness (read my dinner), am thinking let's cure this. People change. Altruism is still there somewhere. So big deal if things are not going right. Maybe today is not your day. Or this month ain't your month. On a completely unrelated note, you know what time of the day is the worst for keeping promises to yourself. Early morning! Sleep can help you give a logical reason for not doing everything you promised you would, the next morning.

There's a little bit of madness in everyone. Some call it impulse. Some call it eccentricity. Some find it when they meet other people. Some induce it in others. However it is, don't lose it. An overdose of sanity makes life very bland. Did I tell you how much I hate logic? World would've been a simpler, happier place without logic. I don't make sense today. I think its the dinner. That and my skewed hand makes me a grumpy writer. More on a happier note.

9 comments:

Tamanna said...

Get that juicy chicken RIGHT NOW. Food sets everything right. I look at the world with tandoor ka tel tinted glasses. It looks much better that way. Whoa I am going to tweet and FB that right now.. I love how profound I can get sometimes.

I know I am rambling :) Hugs! Come visit me for mutton curry and beer!

Suravi said...

Mutton curry and beer! Sigh! The sound of it makes me want to run to you :) its been long pending..me visiting you..I shall do something about it..and this has more to do with seeing you and not just the mutton curry :P

Tamanna said...

Don't lie :P Lol! Yup, come visit. It will be awesome!

Soumaya said...

Juicy tandoori chicken leg would have surely helped in overcoming
:-)

Divyanka said...

Diets suck!!!...never go on one...makes you cranky...instead reach for that chocolate and burn the guilt in the gym...incidentals include feel-good-factor, better looking self in the mirror and eat what you want :)

Suravi said...

@Divs - But I am not on one! :-D Thats what I wrote..bongs dont go on a diet :P

Amit said...

Logic is boring.
Most of our problems are over-rated.
And your writing tugs at the heart.

Kathiravan said...

Logic rocks. If we are clear and logical, none of our problems will be overrated.

Kathiravan said...

Logic Rocks! if we are clear and logical, none of our problems will be overrated by us.