THANK YOU SIR! I DID NOT EXPECT THIS AT ALL! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME.. LOV YA A LOT! HUGGIES..
Thursday, 8 April 2010
You remembered!
THANK YOU SIR! I DID NOT EXPECT THIS AT ALL! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME.. LOV YA A LOT! HUGGIES..
Tuesday, 6 April 2010
the coincidence of consequences. initialization
the idea of living one's life stems from various sources. the source with the soundest impact comes from the well, entertainment industry. despite the many positive aspects of it, the shade that colours the lives of many from this palette, is the grey ones. the glitz and glamour rarely fails to attract anyone, and most of the times drenches them with the promise of a happy life.and even painful is the fact that most(or all?) of us know that that these people are PAID to do their act and impress us, the audience, who will lap up anything that our favourite idol throws at us(save for the rarely seen few!).
and where does this entertainment industry belongs too? another multi billion industry, the parent to this rebellious child, the media. from all its forms, it has the power to draw the interest of the general mass and shape civilizations by influencing the thinking, philosophy, ideology and inducing birth of a new and altering the old culture of life. the evolution of mankind has been and will always be close associated with is the evolution of the media.cause that's communication. expression of thoughts, intentions and opinions on a galaxy of matters, that matters and don't, and communication facilitates creation, continuation, and destruction of civilization, manifesting a whole new generation of people who don't necessarily learn from history. not adamant, but most of the times ignorance is never a bliss.
my relationship with this empire has never been a smooth one. some of the things loved by the mass, appals me. originality is something we hunger for, but how we know what is and what isn't? when i saw one shine, locally that really inspired me, and most importantly accessible, i become hooked. there was my beacon of hope. as all the other kids out there, out to prove something to their parents, i rediscovered the joy that was shut down cruelly by as dad that speaks from a primitive school of thought and an intentionally overbearing mother, albeit with good interests and intentions. i subjected to their authority without any question. i now realised i morphed into someone that is not me. how did that happen?? what shall i do?? its a war. a war i want to face. and for that, the first sign of rebellion. ironed the initial hiccups and i boldly step forward. the coincidence of consequence - karma to all awaits me. have i done the right thing? i don't know. but i'm about to find out.
and where does this entertainment industry belongs too? another multi billion industry, the parent to this rebellious child, the media. from all its forms, it has the power to draw the interest of the general mass and shape civilizations by influencing the thinking, philosophy, ideology and inducing birth of a new and altering the old culture of life. the evolution of mankind has been and will always be close associated with is the evolution of the media.cause that's communication. expression of thoughts, intentions and opinions on a galaxy of matters, that matters and don't, and communication facilitates creation, continuation, and destruction of civilization, manifesting a whole new generation of people who don't necessarily learn from history. not adamant, but most of the times ignorance is never a bliss.
my relationship with this empire has never been a smooth one. some of the things loved by the mass, appals me. originality is something we hunger for, but how we know what is and what isn't? when i saw one shine, locally that really inspired me, and most importantly accessible, i become hooked. there was my beacon of hope. as all the other kids out there, out to prove something to their parents, i rediscovered the joy that was shut down cruelly by as dad that speaks from a primitive school of thought and an intentionally overbearing mother, albeit with good interests and intentions. i subjected to their authority without any question. i now realised i morphed into someone that is not me. how did that happen?? what shall i do?? its a war. a war i want to face. and for that, the first sign of rebellion. ironed the initial hiccups and i boldly step forward. the coincidence of consequence - karma to all awaits me. have i done the right thing? i don't know. but i'm about to find out.
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