Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Variety is the spice

"Variety my friend is the spice of life!"
As I peddled this piece of advice shamelessly to a very close childhood friend of mine recently over the phone, a part of my mind rose like a giant woken up from a deep slumber. Uh-oh, I thought, and quickly ended the call after a few minutes.
This well intented, yet sort of spontaneous response that I uttered based on listening to his problems, woke up a storm of thoughts about me, my life in general.
'when was the last time you did something for a first time' a tagline for an airline in the past, became the barbed weapon of choice for the demon woken within.
Thruthful answer be told, can't remember. Yeah, I've done many things different recently, blah blah blah, but nope, nothing tangible.
Moral of the story: sick of bland food, need some spice!
There, that should put the giant back to sleep.. :-) for a while!

New season, same reason

Warning: Low Battery.
Yep, its me. Time and tide waits for no one.... if only my thoughts can be oversimplified with a phrase like this. Bugs me how a guy could come up with a phrase like this for maybe something which he couldn't answer. Its been well over two months since I'm back from visiting my home, and was wondering how quickly time flies. I'm aging, getting more irritated and frustrated as every day passes, and don't know why.
I get the feeling that its all a loosely written script, and there are so many pauses and gaps in this whole play called my life, that I don't know if I start filling in the gaps whether I would end up changing the script entirely. If you get that, then that's what I'm feeling.... tell that to the guy who says 'time and tide waits for no one'..... I ask them, so????

Just some random ramblings

Over the past few months, blogging has been a kind of off and on for me... ok, who am I kidding, its off and off for me. The reason for that is simple, I like many others, save the 'occassion' of blogging whenever there is a momentum. I was cleaning up some of my draft posts which never made to the big screen, and its always pointless ramblings about how angry I am, or how disappointed I am, or how frustrated I am. But, when I think back to those moments when I typed those posts, it was definitely a full tilt at the time of typing. Better sense prevailed on many of those occasions, and instead of slandering about others, I just saved it as a draft. When I read those now, I know by no stretch of my imagination those would be acceptable posts.... even by my standards.
The point of this post is this - my battery meter is much like my fone, needs to be charged every day, and charged with things that I need. If not, I'll simply spew it out on wherever, and whatever situation I'm in.
Don't blame me for it, its just the way I'm programmed.