A Not So Glorious Return

It's strange, that I tend to write when it's dark inside, and strangely, despite the infinite darkness that seems to surround me at the moment that I am writing this, I don't seem to be writing a lot. And it's not because I don't have a lot to say, for those who know me, know that I always have a tonne of shit to yap about and am compulsorily opinionated about everything. It's just that I haven't had a chance to organise and edit my thoughts (and feelings, maybe) and put pen to paper, or keyboard to blogger and write the darn things out. So this lazy afternoon when I have time for myself, by stroke of good luck, and I know I haven't had a lot of that lately, I shall write, rant, entertain and maybe even dance like a performing monkey would if he could.

So here goes something, enjoy.

1) MICA happened. And it's strange, but what I enjoy most about this place is going to some of the classes. A return to the Kana who likes to study happened, and then it didn't and then it happened again. A lot of other shit also happened. People, places, thing, music.

Change.

Coping is fun, it's also tiring and taxing and after a while, boring. I wonder why there isn't a provision to just pick up your old like, transform it into the way you want to and change the minor details so you don't have to waste time thinking about it, instead, you can just get high and fuck around.

2) HATE!
Man, I used to believe that lust and fear are the only true emotions, and people who know me, know I do believe in that axiom of mine. But of late, hate, or minor substitutes of the same are a part of me. It's fun, in a Batman vs Joker sort of a way. And it's also interesting when I psycho-analyse myself about why I hate things.

3) Music. Man, I miss my band. And whatever else came with it. Yelling at Saxena, getting yelled at by Datar, the insanely random 'cheeeeck's at gigs, the 'Smoke Some Ganja'. Dude, if there was one thing, apart from the K-wing and other friends that I got at VNIT was Glasnost. I went home a few days ago and played a song with 'Safer Monday' (:P) and boy was that a throwback to old times. If there was one thing I want back right now, it would be Glasnost. That music was catharsis in so many ways, it isn't even fucking funny.

4) Idiots. Everywhere. God, if you had so much time on your hands to make such idiots, why didn't you use it to eradicate swine flu, malaria, AIDS and Manchester City Football Club?

5) Gujarat. For India's fastest progressing state, there isn't anything grand about this place. No alcohol; very little non-veg; loud, more-obnoxious-than-I-am people with the strangest dressing sense. Right now, it's just me and Steven Wilson singing away to glory hoping things get somewhere soon around here.

6) Swine flu. What? Dude, trust us to divert our minds from the real troubles in life with propaganda based idiocy and concentrate all our resources on it. Less than a 1000 people around the world have died coughing their lungs out. And it's a pandemic! And AIDS, malaria, and Manchester City Football Club continue to claim catastrophic numbers while we sit in our rooms and drink our bootlegged Royal Stag!

7) Needy people. Please, people. Stop being needy. Really. STOP! It's not very becoming, it isn't. If the giant panda Po could get the fact that the secret ingredient is 'nothing' I don't get why you can't! Bono sang, you don't need anyone or anything at all. Believe that, stop messing with others' lives, get one for yourself. I can arrange for a discount at eBay for you if you wish that.

Wow, I wrote. Badly, but hey, after a long long time. I want to do this more often. Someone give me pointers. Datar, that means you. Fuck you chut, get to MICA and we'll play some music. Like, please and shit.

Time for a shower. Laters.

And here's a parting gift, courtesy XKCD.