Crazy is not really the correct word. But then thats exactly what the past few weeks have been. But there is a difference between a good crazy and a bad crazy. Fortunately for once its been good crazy for me.
If I want I can write a novel of a post here. Paint a beautiful picture of the places I visited, the wonders of nature I saw and conversations I had with myself. I guess that explains a lot.
Talking about a novel, I have to complete my unfinished one. Its going to be an year since I started writing it. Well that way a lot of things are going to reach the one year mark except my age which is doubling in double figures in a weeks time.
Thinking back in time is an amazing experience. When I take myself a year back I see an unemployed girl having a time of her life in a deserted hill of a campus with other unemployed people. ODing on romantic comedies and mooning, looning and drooling all over Hugh Jackman and Hugh Grant (whats with these Hughs, are you sure the pronunciation is not HOT in some other language?). Unfortunately the Vampires had not entered my life then.
Wow! that was just a year back? really? It suddenly seems like I have not had the time of my life for ages now.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
DUCK WORTH
A short trip with my parents into the heart of nature might soon become the highlight of my life. So far and trust me this is very far, I have know clue what I want to be or do in this life. No one asked me whether I wanted this life or how I wanted it to be.
Creator the dictator just took the decisions and sent me on earth as a human being. A common stupid creation which he/she creates every two seconds. And the irony is through out this human life I am trying to be different.
Since this life is a decision made by the other, I am now working on my plans for the next. My choice shall prevail. I will make sure it does.
So I kind of have an idea what I want in my next life. This little trip I made this weekend helped me reach this decision. And for all the fossilized concerned people, my parents approve of my choice.
In my next life I wish to be born as a duck in the wild. Even better, a duck living in a resort on the banks of Kabini river in Karnataka, India.
If my plans workout this is how my next life will be:
I will definitley not be the Alpha duck so all I will have to do is follow one.
Wake up as the sun rises and follow my clan into the lake/pond/river. Its perfect morning workout as it requires a lot of cackling. But like dumb humans, ducks don't need to work out.
Float around in the water for a bit and then cackle back to the l
and, stroll around and dry myself.
Move closer to the soft ground again and breakfast with some worms and soft grass.
This is what I will be doing throughout the day.
In between I will cackle up and attack anybody who comes too close to my clan with a weird object in their hand.
When the sun starts setting again I will take one last round in the water come back, tuck my neck in and fall asleep.
The only thing I will dread is being eaten by a human or a crocodile.
What a beautiful life. I cannot wait to be born again as a slender white duck with an orange beak. You will be tempted to click a zillion pictures of me but if you get too close I will chase you and bite you.
From now on I shall pray and hope all of you will also pray that I come back to this earth as a duck. Colour, height or weight does not matter as long as I can float on water and cackle up a storm!
Creator the dictator just took the decisions and sent me on earth as a human being. A common stupid creation which he/she creates every two seconds. And the irony is through out this human life I am trying to be different.
Since this life is a decision made by the other, I am now working on my plans for the next. My choice shall prevail. I will make sure it does.
So I kind of have an idea what I want in my next life. This little trip I made this weekend helped me reach this decision. And for all the fossilized concerned people, my parents approve of my choice.
In my next life I wish to be born as a duck in the wild. Even better, a duck living in a resort on the banks of Kabini river in Karnataka, India.
If my plans workout this is how my next life will be:
I will definitley not be the Alpha duck so all I will have to do is follow one.
Wake up as the sun rises and follow my clan into the lake/pond/river. Its perfect morning workout as it requires a lot of cackling. But like dumb humans, ducks don't need to work out.
Float around in the water for a bit and then cackle back to the l
and, stroll around and dry myself.Move closer to the soft ground again and breakfast with some worms and soft grass.
This is what I will be doing throughout the day.
In between I will cackle up and attack anybody who comes too close to my clan with a weird object in their hand.
When the sun starts setting again I will take one last round in the water come back, tuck my neck in and fall asleep.
The only thing I will dread is being eaten by a human or a crocodile.
What a beautiful life. I cannot wait to be born again as a slender white duck with an orange beak. You will be tempted to click a zillion pictures of me but if you get too close I will chase you and bite you.
From now on I shall pray and hope all of you will also pray that I come back to this earth as a duck. Colour, height or weight does not matter as long as I can float on water and cackle up a storm!
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