Voices

I'm currently in a very peculiar situation and this post is an effort to explore that and if possible find a solution to the crazy thing that is happening to me/that I'm doing. To put it simply, I lost a small thing called inspiration or so it appears. Like all other things lost I don't know where exactly along the way I lost it. It must have been gradual :( Mind you, I'm not brooding in my bed all day and eating junk food. I get up, do regular stuff and get along fairly well. However I do just enough so that I manage by, not a bit more or less. I no longer feel like endlessly pursuing crazy beautiful things that have fascinated me. Instead I work a bit to get along and do things I that doesn't really mean anything to me mostly so that I don't feel much. Mind you, half the time I feel better but the bad half is enough to kill the day. So we have got the premises clear, now let's get on with beating it fair and square. The first thing is to look for reas...

This is a small story, narrating and sometimes exaggerating the tale of how I got my learner's license (or at least how I got to the position where I'm about to get it :) ). I had been driving around for a few days with my driving instructor and one of my friends each morning, scaring a few pedestrians who dared come near me and sweating in my seat before my instructor informed me and my friend that for us to learn driving officially we have to have a thing called learner's license. It gave us the permission to scare pedestrians and be scared by buses for a month and after that was the ring of fire : the driving test ! So after a bit elaboration we got the necessary documents from our homes and went to the Road Transport Officers (RTOs) office. It was on the third floor of a very old building noted by a bustling unhappy crowd and peculiar absence of both windows and fans. We were accompanied by a guy from driving school who negotiated for us in Kannada since most of th...

Yesterday I watched the last season of 'Friends' and the final episode. It was hell of a journey and I want to take a moment to say good bye to it :) I started watching Friends almost an year back, when I got it from my sister. I had thoroughly enjoyed the first 4-5 seasons till it started getting very emotional and dramatic (I feel the same about How I Met Your Mother. They can't keep up the genuine humor), but by them I had watched it so much that the momentum carried me forward and I watched the rest of the seasons. However somehow I half-dreaded watching the 7,8 maybe 9th seasons because I felt the characters were becoming too much of themselves, somehow they couldn't act a bit out of nature. A lot of things were 'what Ross would do' or 'what Rachel would do'. Ross would act all 'typical Ross', get emotional and unreasonable, falling again and again for Rachel and and she would be dating other people and Monica would be a bit bossy and a...

One of my neighbors, one of the people I knew who had read the 'Hitchhiker's Guide to Galaxy' series recommended 'Ender's Game' to me. It was an unassuming, little book and rested peacefully on my table for a week. Then yesterday, when I came back from work for lunch I thought I would leaf through, however the leafing through turned into a full fledged reading marathon and I finished in by 7 in the evening. It was an amazing novel, with its own pitfalls and great moments. The story of Ender was very absorbing, I could identify with many of the characters and what they were going through and it was very moving. It tore through the usual picture of benign human beings who minded their own business and presented a more realistic picture of ambitious,cruel,smart,compassionate,haunted,powerful,loving,manipulating mix that a human being is. There were no good or bad sides. Everyone was in shades of grey and how they dealt with that presents a very interesting journ...