I am nothing if not an over achiever.
I might sound like a 2700/2700 scoring Chinese student waiting for a confirmation from the IVY league but trust me this is my entire life's culmination.
For an instance, if I'm stalking you I might shake hands with the devil (NSA, in this case) if need be. Leaving no stones turned, ask me what you were up-to on the 26th of August at 2:03 am when the rest of the world was either asleep, working 9 to 5 just to stay alive, boozing, masturbating, copulating or, as in my case, getting high and I'd precisely tell you that.
No, I don't have an ideal photographic memory, I am rather in the analytical side of the brain measurement scale. Then how did I end up remembering such minutiae of your life?
Okay, when I said I belonged to the privileged set of analytical brained, what I really meant was I have an aptitude for gossip, or as I would have the lesser mortal believe, a journalist's mind. Yes. Indeed. Ask my mother, she'd tell how I would spend hours watching Barkha Dutt rant bollocks on at least 5 different shows spanning around 6 hours. Be it Rajdeep Sardesai or Sagarika Ghose, I'd watch a news reader on television and, BAM, travelling to an imaginary world where people were listening only ME as I dropped off a Breaking News in their otherwise mundane lives. I have an all time crush on Gaurav Kapoor you know. And, I even adore Mandira Bedi.
And still I am going to train to be an engineer. And more or less, I have to live with this every single day of my life. Read as literacy not education. And as if it weren't bad enough I have decided to try entering the most premium institutes the country offered and have been fearing failure ever since. Which got me thinking. Primary among which was a sad realization that i'd never have a friend who took to social services, who hosts events, sacrificed her life for the country's defense, tended bars because that was his passion or established an empire on his own. I was surrounded by people who are are training to be engineers or at least that is what they would make you believe. People so efficient in hiding their faces behind a mask, that they wouldn't even realize what double lives they were leading. Pick up any scripture and it would teach you first to be yourself. Yes, I am very much a friends' person. And, needless to say had an unavoidable sense of melancholy. For months altogether. Yes, I am a feelings' person as well. Unnecessary Thinking . A lot. I know.
And as Kabir many earlier passing of the Haley's comet concluded:
" I searched for the crooked, met not a single one
When searched myself, "I" found the crooked one."
For an instance, if I'm stalking you I might shake hands with the devil (NSA, in this case) if need be. Leaving no stones turned, ask me what you were up-to on the 26th of August at 2:03 am when the rest of the world was either asleep, working 9 to 5 just to stay alive, boozing, masturbating, copulating or, as in my case, getting high and I'd precisely tell you that.
No, I don't have an ideal photographic memory, I am rather in the analytical side of the brain measurement scale. Then how did I end up remembering such minutiae of your life?
Okay, when I said I belonged to the privileged set of analytical brained, what I really meant was I have an aptitude for gossip, or as I would have the lesser mortal believe, a journalist's mind. Yes. Indeed. Ask my mother, she'd tell how I would spend hours watching Barkha Dutt rant bollocks on at least 5 different shows spanning around 6 hours. Be it Rajdeep Sardesai or Sagarika Ghose, I'd watch a news reader on television and, BAM, travelling to an imaginary world where people were listening only ME as I dropped off a Breaking News in their otherwise mundane lives. I have an all time crush on Gaurav Kapoor you know. And, I even adore Mandira Bedi.
And still I am going to train to be an engineer. And more or less, I have to live with this every single day of my life. Read as literacy not education. And as if it weren't bad enough I have decided to try entering the most premium institutes the country offered and have been fearing failure ever since. Which got me thinking. Primary among which was a sad realization that i'd never have a friend who took to social services, who hosts events, sacrificed her life for the country's defense, tended bars because that was his passion or established an empire on his own. I was surrounded by people who are are training to be engineers or at least that is what they would make you believe. People so efficient in hiding their faces behind a mask, that they wouldn't even realize what double lives they were leading. Pick up any scripture and it would teach you first to be yourself. Yes, I am very much a friends' person. And, needless to say had an unavoidable sense of melancholy. For months altogether. Yes, I am a feelings' person as well. Unnecessary Thinking . A lot. I know.
And as Kabir many earlier passing of the Haley's comet concluded:
" I searched for the crooked, met not a single one
When searched myself, "I" found the crooked one."
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