This blog is the story that started off to be an easy seeming thing but ended up being a realization process. Don’t try to take challenges like I did and end up being completely thrown into a new planet some infinite light years from the ever so sweet earth.
It all started with my listening to songs in the iPod. It was a very pleasant weather, better still, great song. It was all fine until my Mom came in slamming the door behind asking me to do her a little help with the household chores, fair as it seemed I had a reason to postpone in for just 2 more minutes, the song would have ended then and I would have done the work with no regrets that I left a song in the middle of listening. That’s all I asked. And what I got back was naturally a complaint that we the people who constitute the generation next are obsessed with the gizmos. Are we? No! (But the truth is hell yeah!). The argument thus continued and ended up as a challenge my Mom posed to me; spend a day without any gizmos. Not that long! I need to make my discussions with my friends on all things with my mobile phone which was in her hit list of gizmos. So it was reduced to JUST an hour. And her gizmo hit list was: iPod, music system, laptop or computer and the ever so friendly and most useful mobile phone. And if I had owned a PS or an XBOX, it would have been in the hit list too.
It was on the next day of the argument that the hour of the evil was to be implemented. How I wish I didn’t accept the challenge! Well, it was late into the day at some 11 pm. First I said to myself, it’s just an hour just till 12. It’ll get over sooner than you think. Well, I wish! I got calls from my friends right then. How grateful I am to them! Then, it stopped ringing. Happy? I wish! They started messaging me about I didn’t know then but later saw about replying to their messages or attending to their calls or else…. Thank you guys, if you’re reading this!
OK somehow they got sick of not getting replies and just stopped it. And then when I saw the clock with hopes that it would have been at least 11:45, I was in for a rude shock, it was just 11:15! And my mind already stared craving to know about the message my friends tried to convey to me which I missed; what could have it been? Some gossip about someone? Some sort of great news? Some sort of a bad news? Well, I was left to imagining to the next what seemed to be half an hour, but it turned out to be just ten minutes. Time did play a very cruel joke on me, why did it go so slow then and very fast when I needed time? Then I was so bored I wanted very badly to listen to a song where could I go for a song then? It could clearly not be from my iPod or my mobile or the music system. A radio? Oh great! First I have no gizmos next I have to go search the dead remains of the storage compartments for an ancient radio which I am not sure if it even had an existence now!
It did have an existence; I did find an ancient radio. But it didn’t play anyway! But that was a blessing in contrast to my misconception. It consumed a good half an hour of the time. This made me just five more minutes! Hurray! Then it finally got over. But I will never forget this day in my life. I learned an important lesson of my life, “The present generation is addicted to the gizmos.” No doubts about it. You wouldn’t be disagreeing with it if you actually saw what I had experienced in your light. Just imagine a day without any gizmos, they would be horrible. The gizmos have become so important to us, we don’t really sense it, but it is the truth. So the next time you hear someone complain about our addiction to gizmos smile and say “yes we are. And we’re happy about it. We can face the world of tomorrow better with the gizmo addiction in comparison with facing it without our gizmo addiction. So by and far. It’s for the good of us, the good of tomorrow and the good of man-kind in all that we are addicted to gizmos”. I’m asking you to do that because I am going to do the same, it would be better to do it with some company instead of doing it all alone!
Untill the next post,
yours,
Arthi Appathurai.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
10 possible reasons why I think I've lost it
Well, you read it right. I have lost a certain ‘it’ in life without which you cannot live the life of the greatest being in life. This certain ‘it’ I just discovered I never possessed in the whole of my life. When one fine day I sat and thought about the possible reasons why I lost such an important ‘it’ in my life, I came down with as many as 100 possibilities, who knows if I had thought about this more I would have ended up with more possible reasons. But, I don’t bother about the other infinite I didn’t think of, out of the 100 I thought of these 10 according to me are the best.
DISCLAIMER: what is going to follow here is utter idiocy; you might as well decide to navigate away from this page. But if you are destined to go through the following, well, if you have such a bad luck I can’t help it can I? Thanks anyway!
OK now coming to the hit list, I decided to make it a sort of a count down, so here is the count of the possible reasons why I lost the certain ‘it’ or rather why I never possessed the certain ‘it’.
Possible reason # 10:
Well, maybe because I was destined not to posses it. Why not? That’s a good possibility!
Possible reason # 9:
Probably, I do posses it and I fail to understand that I posses it. That’s a better reason.
Possible reason # 8:
Probably, I am perfect just without ‘it’.
Possible reason # 7:
Why could it not be that I just traded 'it' for something else I have?
Possible reason # 6:
Possibly I was a rebel since my creation and when God distributed the ‘it’ amongst his different creations, I was rebellious enough to stay away from it and decide not to get ‘it’ and live a life bigger than the others without actually having the ‘it’.
Possible reason # 5:
Possible because God just ran out of ‘it’s when I came over to Him waking up late that day when he distributed the ‘it’s amongst his different creatures.
Possible reason # 4:
I am obsessed with the thought that I don’t have ‘it’ that I refuse to see another ‘it’ much better than the ‘it’? That could well be the reason!
Possible reason # 3:
I don’t know! Because I just don’t have it and nothing to reason out at all?
Possible reason #2:
Why not because I am not good enough for ‘it’?
Possible reason # 1:
If the last reason was a possibility you could agree with then why not this one? Because I am too good for ‘it’!
And that’s how I show the world that I am bored and I need a change from the routine. On the other news, I have agreed on a challenge not to use the gizmos for an hour tomorrow. Will get back to you after that hour. Thanks a ton for coping up with this idiotic piece of writing I wrote just to while away time!
Until next post,
Yours,
Arthi Appathurai.
DISCLAIMER: what is going to follow here is utter idiocy; you might as well decide to navigate away from this page. But if you are destined to go through the following, well, if you have such a bad luck I can’t help it can I? Thanks anyway!
OK now coming to the hit list, I decided to make it a sort of a count down, so here is the count of the possible reasons why I lost the certain ‘it’ or rather why I never possessed the certain ‘it’.
Possible reason # 10:
Well, maybe because I was destined not to posses it. Why not? That’s a good possibility!
Possible reason # 9:
Probably, I do posses it and I fail to understand that I posses it. That’s a better reason.
Possible reason # 8:
Probably, I am perfect just without ‘it’.
Possible reason # 7:
Why could it not be that I just traded 'it' for something else I have?
Possible reason # 6:
Possibly I was a rebel since my creation and when God distributed the ‘it’ amongst his different creations, I was rebellious enough to stay away from it and decide not to get ‘it’ and live a life bigger than the others without actually having the ‘it’.
Possible reason # 5:
Possible because God just ran out of ‘it’s when I came over to Him waking up late that day when he distributed the ‘it’s amongst his different creatures.
Possible reason # 4:
I am obsessed with the thought that I don’t have ‘it’ that I refuse to see another ‘it’ much better than the ‘it’? That could well be the reason!
Possible reason # 3:
I don’t know! Because I just don’t have it and nothing to reason out at all?
Possible reason #2:
Why not because I am not good enough for ‘it’?
Possible reason # 1:
If the last reason was a possibility you could agree with then why not this one? Because I am too good for ‘it’!
And that’s how I show the world that I am bored and I need a change from the routine. On the other news, I have agreed on a challenge not to use the gizmos for an hour tomorrow. Will get back to you after that hour. Thanks a ton for coping up with this idiotic piece of writing I wrote just to while away time!
Until next post,
Yours,
Arthi Appathurai.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Who Am I?
'Who am I?" often considered an amnesiac's first words after they recover from their long coma (as depicted in movies). But what I feel about this question is, it is the ultimate question of life. You answer it and you have been a genius in your life.
See, the point of your life is to know why you are here, as in you are born with a specific work to be done and you don't die without finishing it. Lets not go to the belief in such stuff. I might as well be offending the rationalists who come across this blog, so people let me explain myself for this here and come over to you. So its like you are born with a certain aim to be accomplished by you and you do all the stuff needed to achieve it in your lifetime. Fine. But how do you know what you are supposed to do until you know "who" exactly you are? So in your view are things clear that "Who am I?" is the million dollar question you need to ask yourself before you accomplish the biggest thing of your life? Yes it is!
Now coming to rationalists or rather let me put it as believers of science. Right, so coming to you first let's see you have your lifetime aim already, to make the whole world literate that everything in the universe has a scientific logic behind it, right? OK. So first for people to accept your ideas you need to be powerful enough? Religion was born when science was born but religion became more important thats why rationalists like you are comparatively less in number. And why did this happen? Easy, because religion had more appealing leaders who were more famous among the common masses. If there had been a scientist more famous or even equally famous, science would have been another religion much earlier! So you need to create an identity of yourself among the masses as "a person to be believed in come what may". But for that first you need to know yourself to an extent of perfection, more troubling than being religious but science demands the impossible from her believers doesn't she? So identifying yourself first to an extent of perfection begins with a simple question whose answer can be as complicated as you can even dream, rather nightmare, about. And the question is, "Who am I?"
I am writing this blog but I myself have no idea as to where the answer to this question lies or how I am going to reach to it. But what I do know is, my deep thinking has given way to more mature outlook on life and that shall help me find my identity not my friend not my parents not anybody else, everything of that sort is just koah-koah-koash! My identity needs serious work from my part and thats all no one's help is needed after i begin to start journeying myself, the moment i start walking, though a little help is not a mistake. But won't you not feel better if you reached your goal all by yourself? Yes it would! But it's kind of a bit too late for me, I have taken help from many people till date so my journey is never all by myself done, so is most of yours. So the whole point of writing this blog is, ask a question to yourself and try searching for an answer; try not to outsource unless it is highly important that you do; but the question is "Who am I?".
Until my next post,
yours,
Arthi Appathurai.
See, the point of your life is to know why you are here, as in you are born with a specific work to be done and you don't die without finishing it. Lets not go to the belief in such stuff. I might as well be offending the rationalists who come across this blog, so people let me explain myself for this here and come over to you. So its like you are born with a certain aim to be accomplished by you and you do all the stuff needed to achieve it in your lifetime. Fine. But how do you know what you are supposed to do until you know "who" exactly you are? So in your view are things clear that "Who am I?" is the million dollar question you need to ask yourself before you accomplish the biggest thing of your life? Yes it is!
Now coming to rationalists or rather let me put it as believers of science. Right, so coming to you first let's see you have your lifetime aim already, to make the whole world literate that everything in the universe has a scientific logic behind it, right? OK. So first for people to accept your ideas you need to be powerful enough? Religion was born when science was born but religion became more important thats why rationalists like you are comparatively less in number. And why did this happen? Easy, because religion had more appealing leaders who were more famous among the common masses. If there had been a scientist more famous or even equally famous, science would have been another religion much earlier! So you need to create an identity of yourself among the masses as "a person to be believed in come what may". But for that first you need to know yourself to an extent of perfection, more troubling than being religious but science demands the impossible from her believers doesn't she? So identifying yourself first to an extent of perfection begins with a simple question whose answer can be as complicated as you can even dream, rather nightmare, about. And the question is, "Who am I?"
I am writing this blog but I myself have no idea as to where the answer to this question lies or how I am going to reach to it. But what I do know is, my deep thinking has given way to more mature outlook on life and that shall help me find my identity not my friend not my parents not anybody else, everything of that sort is just koah-koah-koash! My identity needs serious work from my part and thats all no one's help is needed after i begin to start journeying myself, the moment i start walking, though a little help is not a mistake. But won't you not feel better if you reached your goal all by yourself? Yes it would! But it's kind of a bit too late for me, I have taken help from many people till date so my journey is never all by myself done, so is most of yours. So the whole point of writing this blog is, ask a question to yourself and try searching for an answer; try not to outsource unless it is highly important that you do; but the question is "Who am I?".
Until my next post,
yours,
Arthi Appathurai.
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