TROUBLE IS AN END

This year seems to have slowed down. The rate at which it started it should have been Oct 2011 by now. But I guess it suddenly wants to enjoy itself. The last few days it has. What a pain!

This brings me to my new theory and like always it is so true. Whenever something is coming close to an end, it gives more trouble. The other way to put it is when something starts troubling you a lot, you know it is going to end. Take a few minutes and turn this over in your head. The good part is that now we at least have a sign which will tell us things are going to end.

Easiest example is death. We become more troublesome as we approach death. Pain, stubbornness, illness, it all heightens before everything ends forever. Am sure you will have arguments to nullify this. But I am not saying there aren't any exceptions.

Pick up a thriller or a movie. All the problems hit you one after the other and you know its time for the end. Even pain for that, when it reaches its highest point and becomes unbearable you know it has no option but to end.

Lets find more stuff:

School: Before the term ends you have exams and board exams before school is finally over.

Relationships: (not an expert but generalizing): Horrible fights and boughts of doubts and mistrust before you finally call it off

Ketchup bottle: You know it's getting over when you have to shake and shake to get whatever is in it to move.

Soap: The dying soap bar will slip out of your hand and make you chase it on the floor.

Pregnancy: It ends with labour pains which lead to the beginning of another pain.

Shit: It takes all your energy to get rid of it (ie if you are constipated). The last shot is the toughest one and then it's done for the day.

The last crunch: You breathe in, your muscles revolt, your sides hurt, but you have to do it. Phew! and it's over.

Now am going to spend all my waking hours even the non waking ones think of what else can go up on my list. If you have come with me so far, am sure you can't but help thinking of more classic cases. Or it might get you thinking about situations which led to some kind of an end.

In case you do come up with something, leave it on my page. Please! am not forcing people to comment on my post. How lame is that. I will write even if you comment asking me to stop.

Remember, things, people give you more trouble before they end. :)

THRONE THEORY

Big ideas or even small ones always strike on the throne. They hit you when you are helpless and depend on your dying ability to remember things. I believe I have a logic to explain this idea striking on throne phenomenon. Of course I will explain, even if you don't care. This is my blog and my words rule here.

Every time we sit on that grand throne we sit to give out something from within. It might be in any form but all of it goes out, it leaves us. As a result of this there is a vacuum. When something old goes, something new steps in to take it's place.

Shit or pee leaves you, ideas strike you. They are fresh and new, coming because the old has left you and there is place and scope for change.

Bereft of ideas, creativity imagination? Chuck the pot and hit the throne. Am already on the way to my queendom.

SPARKLING NEAT SHINING CLEAN

Oh no! She is back again. The world has been trying to drug me with lazy pills but I have fought them to come back and write for those who miss me. Well honestly the ones who miss me have been missing forever.

The world is one big mess. Not like it has an option.

Imagine a sparkling neat and shining clean glass bowl. Such a beauty. Then imagine someone pouring condensed milk into it. Next one pours some thick chocolate sauce. Then comes some mayonnaise, followed by some yougurt, mango milkshake, custard, thick tomato soup and mustard sauce.

Now think of the bowl again. Yuck it's greasy and dirty. It should have burst because of all these contrasting ingredients. But it stays. Bears it all. Thinks of the days when it used to be a sparkling neat and shining clean bowl.

This is not some chef's secret recipe. Please don't try this at home. Actually, try and tell me how it tastes, i.e. if you live after eating it.

Didn't get it. There is nothing wrong in being slow. I respect slow people because I am quite slow myself. This will not change anyone's life. There is no need to hurry. You will get it eventually. Take it easy. The world is a mess you might slip if you hurry here.

HIDE and SEEK

Have you heard of inspiration?
I have been looking for her station.
A face, a line, some moment in time,
something that brings out the perfect rhyme.

The search is driving me to desperation,
What is it that will bring her to me?
A prayer, a ritual or something more tangible.

The corner of a street,
the ice cream shop.
A window in my house,
she is no where to be found.

In lanes shadowed by trees,
the clear flowing stream.
In the smile of a child,
she is missing every time.

Singing birds with coloured beaks,
their songs don't seek her for me.
Every single beautiful sunrise,
leaves her somewhere behind.

She has to be there,
waiting to be found.
In another stream,a dream,
or just hiding in me.

Wrote three sentences and deleted them. Talk about a writers block. In reality it does not exist. When you think of the term you get it. Till I didn't know that word it never happened to me. When ignorance is bliss it's folly to be wise.

PAINT IT RED

When you are very close to a dream, you do not want to open your eyes. What if the dream disappears and does not come back again?

That's exactly how Spain's dream run has been. I don't want to move from the couch at home. What if Germany scores? What if the referee loses it and gives one of the Spanish players a red card? No way I can't move!

If you are going to tell me "Oh! you like Spain because of all the good looking men?" I won't tell you anything but I will surely smack a Puyol like header into your face!

You probably belong to that category of men who think watching and playing football is their birth right. Reality check dude: It's the game and it's called a Beautiful Game. Keep your dumb machoism out of it.

At times I have to pinch myself. Spain is in the final. Spain is in the finals? OH MY GOD! SPAIN IS IN THE FINALS!

Yes they are in the finals and will surely win if they continue to play the way they have so far. If this is the reaction of someone who has never been to Nepal, forget Spain, or spoken a word of Spanish, imagine what must be happening to the those who live in that country.

Euphoria. That's what you feel when you get to something you have been denied for decades. And they have all the right to feel this way.

For years Spain has been that team which should have made it to the finals and won. They are the only team which became world no. 1 without reaching a single World cup final, forget about winning the World Cup.

But now they have finally come to the finals and God willing or should I say Paul willing they will lift the most precious piece of gold by the end of this week.




I don't know about their opponents but the Spanish game mesmerises me. The passes are so well synchronised, its almost like a very well choreographed dance. Perhaps the opponents get dazzled too. How can you disrupt it? Its so beautiful. Just keep watching them move the ball around so deftly so artistically. Its a pleasure.

No one deserves the Cup more than this inspired lot of players. Like their coach Vicente Del Bosque says every player in this team is a Lionel Messi who performs and of course there is David Villa. His gesture to the spectators after he scored Spain's first goal against Honduras said it all.

Loss to Switzerland was in some other era. For now this is just the beginning. The closing will be grand and red. I am waiting to savour some Spanish Orang(j)e juice.

SO USELESS

While trying to cross this very very busy road I had some very very random thoughts. As if navigating vehicles was not enough, I even had to navigate dried pieces of human excreta. Don't ask me how I know its human left overs. Accept my authority on this subject because if I try proving it, you will throw up.

Coming back to the point, while I was navigating automobiles and shit, the person who lives in my head said, "I can handle animal shit, but never ever do I want to step on human shit. That too unknown human shit."

With this thought I reached the other side, but something else pooped oops popped up in my head. Human beings are the most useless creation by who you can call GOD (WYCCG). Nothing of theirs is useful to others. Their blood is good for vampires but we are not sure of their existence. Apart from that some tigers and lions do eat them but they are killed for doing so. Utterly useless.

While the other creations kind of live with each other and help each other out in some way. Humans are out on their own trip, destroying the relation rest of the creations have among themselves.

That's why we were created! Everything created first was so beautiful, pleasant and harmonious. It would stay like that forever. SO the creator or WYCCG got bored and thought lets think out of the box! She/he made humans. Ugly, useless things which would never gel in with the rest of the creations.

These were meant to create trouble so that the creator could keep coming up with newer stuff and have some administration work to do. We have been created to destroy perfection and beauty and we do that really well.

So unlike all the movies we make, where a tornado or an animal is out kill humans, humans are the real destruction machine. But unfortunately its a Man with the Movie Camera.