From shadows to the stars

While going about your life everyday, sometimes you stumble upon interesting and amusing thoughts or observations. Maybe because my mind is always in a super-critical/ super-cynical mode, I might tend to have more such observations. Until recently, I would post such thoughts/ observations on Facebook, as my status update or whatever. But now, as those who read my blog regularly (read as - nobody) will know, I have deleted my Facebook account. So I have decided that from now on, I will post them in a bunch here. Random Observation (RO) #1 The rich need ways to spend their money. So they buy tea for 500 bucks. RO #2 A boy and a girl (or a male and female, adult or otherwise) can only be "just" friends if there is ABSOLUTELY no possibility of any sexual activity. This would mean that a guy and a girl can only be friends if they are family (at least in most cases) or either of them is an out and out homosexual. Nothing, I repeat, nothing else can hinder that. Physica...

Just watched another Marilyn Monroe movie. The more I watch, the more deeply I fall into love with that beautiful face. Her face is so beautiful and, for the lack of a better word, pure. If they had made a video of 3 hours (or even longer) that showed just one snapshot of Marilyn Monroe, I could watch it without any complaints. I don't know her actual personality, but the characters she played are they typical "blonde bimbos". This might just be a turn off. But hey, it's Marilyn Monroe we're talking about here!

Today, my father brought with him a book called "Mahaprasthanam", which translates to "The Great Journey". It is a collection of poems written by one of the most acclaimed and popular modern Telugu poets, Sri Sri. He has written some amazing poems and has also written lyrics for some Telugu movies. One particular poem has struck a chord with me. It is quite difficult to translate the meaning properly into English, but I think  I have managed it, more or less. But I think I will be periodically editing the following four lines, if I feel that the new versions will do more justice to the poem. "As I spewed fire and flew towards the sky, They looked up with reverence. And as I spilt blood and fell to ground, They looked on with relish." Looks like I have found a new cult hero!

About three day ago, I executed a highly motivated operation that I like to call "Operation F Facebook". The F stands for a particularly choosy swear word and I don't think it is appropriate for me to type it in these "family friendly" blog posts of mine. I deleted my Facebook profile. Facebook has become such a (useless but) integral part of our lives that I feel like I have committed some great deed. It has become a way for people who don't care for each other to become friends. It has become a platform for people to show off, show case and share stuff. I myself have been a member of Facebook since 2008. I dabbled initially, not really caring for it. Then it grew on me and I must admit that I was "addicted". For about the past year, I had become increasingly disillusioned with it. I was just whiling away time and reading the useless statuses of people I didn't even want to know and a lot other such things. In the meantime, experiments ...

Another of my favourite songs, this one's by Megadeth and is titled "A tout le monde". Singer/ guitarist/ songwriter Dave Mustaine wrote "Play this song at my funeral" on the album description of this song. I cannot agree more. Play this song at my funeral. Don't remember where I was I realized life was a game The more seriously I took things The harder the rules became I had no idea what it'd cost My life passed before my eyes I found out how little I accomplished All my plans denied So as you read this know my friends I'd love to stay with you all please smile when you think of me My body's gone that's all all all... A tout le monde (To all the world!) A tout mes amis (To all my friends) Je vous aime (I love you) Je dois partir (I must leave) These are the last words I'll ever speak And they'll set me free If my heart was still alive I know it would surely break And my memories left with you There's...