My brain seems to be working at half the clock speed of what it should be and with every passing second the equation seems to be getting drastically imbalanced. At that rate everything's getting cluttered up and absolutely noisy, especially at a time when i want my brain to function at its calmest best..................just before the exams. Its soo messed up that even F = ma, looks like some incomprehensible devnagri script. And what's the saying, " make hay while the sun shines ". Of course i've learned it, yet learned nothing from it. Never mind! thats my usual self and i'm quite comfortable with my eternal state of " semi-preparedness "
......................and, 'people'...........they will continue to harbour wrong notions regarding my preparations............but its difficult to live up to the tag of a topper and with every semester the expectations are increasing by a factor of 2.............and when more is the 'work' to do, the more lazy i get. Last night i whiled away almost two hours watching the copulation of lizards .............i wonder where the hell was the moral police, when these creatures were busy polluting my 'young impressionable mind', with their highly sensuous public display of affection. kamaal ke prani hain yaar, bedroom ka kaam drawing room mein karte hain, atleast tube light ke peeche toh chup jaate, yaar main toh sharam se pani pani ho gayi. But the whole act leading to the consummation of their passions would have been highly inspirational for any B-grade hindi film script writer. Plz do not read further, this is going to be one of the cheapest post i've ever written................you certainly dont expect me to breathe philosophy at this hour of the day.
There were actually three on the wall at first, probably a 'menage a trois' situation and i tried to avoid their dark and brooding glances by dis-regarding their very existence.............sorry i dont like any other creatures as companions except humans. I missed the exit of one of them and now the camera zoomed on the two remaining ones. Finding the mata-lizard all alone and probably sexy, the nar-lizard started ambling towards her frantically wagging his tail and must have paid some compliments, at which the mata-liz acted all coy and moved away. But our hero was all set to coerce his love into physical intimacy and continued his sweet approach. This 'proposal-refusal' drama went on for sometime and finally the nar-liz realised that shayad yahaan daal nahin galne wali and like a gentleman decided to skedaddle. Some seconds later the mata-liz pondered over her action and moving towards her gentleman hero, must have said," arrey meri na main toh haan hai". And in both the mata n nar approaches, the wagging of the tail was a common factor..............i think its a mating signal of these creatures. Ab uske baad kya hua doesn't need a narrative...........you people are grown up enough to know!!
Before i sign off here's some of my fav lines from Tagore's short story The Postmaster, which i'm constantly being reminded of for some unknown reasons:
O poor unthinking human heart! Error will not go away, logic and reason are slow to penetrate. We cling with both arms to false hope, refusing to believe the weightiest proofs against it, embracing it with all our strength. In the end it escapes, ripping our veins and draining our heart's blood; until, regaining consciousness, we rush to fall into snares of delusion all over again.
Now Playing:: Pehla nasha.......................Amit Sana
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