So one thing I havent mentioned on here (primarily as before this latest stint, I have blogged only twice in the 5 and a bit years I have taken it up)is my interest/love/hate of motorbikes. I say hate (strong word) but its not necessarily that... It is just a case of not having sympathy when the things go wrong (and boy some have had their share... not naming names Honda CBF125...oops). So yes when I realised I was spending a month and a bit's salary a year on train tickets where the trains were horrendously bad in service (not naming any names First Great Western now known as Great Western Railway... (As a wise man known as Britney Spears once said... Ooops I did it again :) ) Brackets within brackets... how novel) I thought there has to be a better way. So one day as I was browsing through the buy/sell ads on the work intranet (read : was wasting time), in a shining light from above kinda moment, I saw an advert for a scooter with fuel consumption of 130mpg. In my little head (...
So blogging via a phone is not quite as easy as I thought it may be. But still gonna give it a go... Actually , nopes, cant be bothered. Still need a proper keyboard to do this. This of course coming from the guy who gets and replies to a million and one (like totally literally) messages on WhatsApp on his phone everyday. Plus little H is getting cranky so gotta go see what's what. Laterz pataterz.
Paint it black Self pity in the world of make believe (or TV to you and me) is such an awesome tool for one to attain one's goals. There is always a character who is in the depths of despair and yet one simple act (usually by the antagonist in most cases) turns out to be the pivotal point where said character shrugs off the shackles of the self imposed desolation to go on and achieve the impossible (in the case of Indian movies, often defying the laws of physics on the way to overcoming said impossibility). Side note, I am only saying that based on the stereotypical views I have of Indian movies. In the real world however, self imposed despondency is much tougher to shake off. And in the case of an evergreen pessimist such as yours truly, it really does become a struggle (I just realised I started the last sentence with an And... tsk tsk... the shame!). There really is no simple solution, compounded more so by a feeling of loneliness that arises when one's immediate family is i...
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