the coincidence of consequence. propagation

principles. the rule we live by. things we believe in. faith. dictates the way we live our live. but what if there is a factor that looms ahead all the time, threatening to disrupt your equilibrium if you don't go their way. if you think any explaining should do any help. you should only try it if they are furnished with the science of reasoning. if not, simple. the answer, hypocrisy. yup, just be a hypocrite. cause you know what, they deserve it.

anguishing over unknown reasons or situations is never going to be the new black, hence why we waste our energy trying to sort things in where they belong? because the after taste of awkwardness, is nut at all sweet. running into people whom we discarded, trashed, stepped over or what not, is always a chance to put it into their face. but not all of us have the inner bitch in us to do the roll call once again, despite the many claims.

some say time and karma will pay back exactly what everyone deserves,i say time and karma is in a illegitimate affair. so, get hold of their little black book, wear your prada's, and get down and dirty. for folks, you live once, you dont have to screw your way to hell, just enough to get to know, how does it feels not to be at the bottom all time  long. this should be our dirty little secret. bon voyage.

muddy

hye kids. just read an entry in Raged Indian, dated 4th November, 2009 which says that there is this certain someone tainting the image of the writer, bro Durai if i'm not mistaken. as soon as i read it up, the one thing that comes to my mind was a qoute that my brother used say,

"if no one wants you dead, you are not working hard enough"

now, as i dont know why the the tainter did it, but what i can say is what the tainter did was certainly out of proportion in any good sense. not only the tainter dragged down a person from which i can see, certainly do not know personally,(not that i know either) , but also his friends. complete with pictures and full name. now a few days ago, i read somewhere else, in another blog about a certain diva and her attitude, rampaging on her blog  about the writer and his attitude. i have yet to read that blog, as the writer was graceful and professional enough not to put a link to the blog.

guys, its mudslinging time.

you don't like someone, start a anonymous blog, and screw them in all directions. complete with pictures and full names and nasty comments about the mother of the person. (???). someone got a bigger egg in their nasi lemak then you this morning, and you are unhappy about it? no worries, there is always the freedom of speech in internet so go ahead and knock yourself silly , telling the cyber space how err... egoistic and pariahish the person is. some people get worked up and about over the silliest matters, and unleash their inner creativity on giving the nastiest comments possible.

i even got a taste of this muddy affair myself. one of the KID at my college went out with his friends and they sported a big green frog . they decided to be funny and catch some pictures of it and post it in facebook and tag me me to it. my initial reaction was, okie we  have only spoken once or twice in this entire two years, so i was quite surprised when he tagged me in the first place, never mind as a frog. i just laughed it off , no feeling were bruised and everything was fine and sunny. then one fine day, that kid decided to call me a squid, which loosely translates as a pardon me, faggot. i got a bit furious, and said wait you, just because i'm a quiet guy, you say all these things? and he retorted back, being "creative"as he is. this when for a few rounds and it stopped. so did i start a blog tarnishing his image? nope, and i don't think so he mentioned it anywhere either ( I THINK).

the thing is , whenever someone is better then us, we would certainly feel jealous, envy the person, and wish we were better. but just wishing is not enough. we have to work for it, slough it out, get down and dirty(in a good manner, though!). not lament about how the others destroyed your already diminutive confident, or minute self respect. every one is imperfectly perfect, in their own beautiful way, and we all dance to the same beat of life, the same tune of survival. so why step down on others to get some extra mileage?  as evil a person is, as psychotic a baddie is, he will be willing to give his life to his gang members, even more true in their case than us, the so called good people. now , i'm not implying that we should start to suicide at the slightest difficulty that our dear ones face, but hey, a person is willing to give his or her life in order to another life to continue living, now is that noble or what? i once read a story of a king who gave his flesh to a eagle in equivalent to a sparrow that the eagle was hunting, so that the sparrow could live, he was given a place in heaven or something for his nobility as the two birds turn out to be heavenly creatures testing the king. what i'm saying is there is beauty in every one, if u fail to see it now, there is no reason you wont see it at all, or all the reason for you to be, well muddy.

so stop the slinging,  and start enjoying the beauty in people kids. cause life is not worth to be made muddy.

cheers

pre diwali

this year diwali is seeing me repeating history with fights and me being the rebel i am. n i freaking hate it. arghhh... hate my life! ( this sooooooooo not another teenager angst!)

grabber

why do indian men have to drink like fish? why do they have to get high and loose all self control , which will deprive all respect they have? why must they act barbaric? why must the make start to swear? why? why?
many tales from fore and yore have been told abut what happens when people get drunk and always indian men get associated with booze. I DON'T DRINK. most of my friends drink like that is the antidote for a terminal illness.


and what happens when they loose control? they loose their better judgment, if they ever had one.. last saturday an old man, probably around fifties caused a ruckus when he got drunk and grabbed a girls breast at my friends 21 birthday party.. and all hell broke loose.. 2 months of preparation lost down the drain and now she is getting the blame.. i wanna go on m1 mode hear, but..im still not ready to be that direct(or brave perhaps) yet..


gosh..im controlling so much things that is flowing  out of my mind now.. sayonara...