Thursday, June 14, 2007

Yes,faithless convictions,thats what!!!

I got myself drenched in the rains after ages.I mean proper turbulent torrential rains.Not the drizzles or the cloudbursts.Proper rains.Whoever said,"You'll catch a cold".Whatever.Its not just the getting wet part and the whole enjoyment of it.Its not about getting drenched on the bikes or on the roof or the streets.Its the whole feeling of enjoying that chilly wind and the force of the rain droplets on your face.Yes,the whole feeling of being free.Of washing away all those woes,sorrow,anger and whatever you people call them.The excitement of something new happening to our life.And then smile at that forgotten feeling about being special.Yes,that feeling.

Terrance Hill and Bud Spencer.Yes,the famous Italian pair.I remember them.I idolized being Hill.Beating up the bad guys with a Malboro and that funny-looking hat.And then end up with a fist fight with Bud at sunset.Funny.That was a darn long time ago.Now my life's more like Prof Solanka in this Salman Rushdie book,Fury.I wish I could write as subtly and delicately as him.Hmm,lesse...I wanna read The Rum Diaries,the next.And hopefully complete "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" soon.And hence I'd never get to read Shantaraam,before Mira Nair and Johnny Depp releases it.Or maybe I should stop reading at all from now on,stop listening to King Creole,stop watching football and also stop drinking beer.Yes,ignorance and sleep would be bliss then.Maybe its just the diversity in me.Or the taste.Its cliched.But it all comes with the maybe.You can add all the sacrasm and skepticism.Then all the choices,decisions to make.Include the taxes.The income tax mainly,which is probably used for sleazy government activities.Sometimes exhibit passion,vehemence in the streets or sometimes at home.And defintely there are all those fucks and the non-fucks.Or be a cult fashion or youth figure like Che and be dummily incenerated by those still-existing KKK followers.Yes,those darn dumb fucks.DDF.
So where was I?
Yes,so.Its like sugarcane juice.Extra sweet.No,the bittery-sweet.Maybe a Cachaca-sweet.The one which gives you pleasure.And puts you to bed after the fourth.At fifth,I should just go about with my own life and stop worrying about others.Others,no.Everyone,rather.Life( as they call it,who????) might get a wee-bit meaningful,then.
Yes,see.The little figments of imagination.The ones that make you happily lost.Just like this.Not the last one.But yes,this.This.

I'm Twittering too much nowadays.Its a stupid fucky little public scrappy thing.Its really very very stupid.Its not Orkut.Or hi5.Or Facebook and Bingbox.This a global community of friends and strangers answering one simple question: What are you doing? As in me.And you.And the global community.Notched it up from one of Hugh McLeod's post.You guys shouldnt do it.Its silly.I just do it to make myself just heard by someone.So that I dont even get to hear what that-someone even has to say about me.This,as usual,doesnt make any sense.

And thanks,Angshu,I really owe you one.I loved it.Saw it.The incidents were stupid.And so was picture.But then again.It was great.Awesome,actually.

This post is really really special to me for unknown silly confessions.Yes,silly,but confessions.

10 comments:

dreamy said...

rain dance rain dance!..yay!..me too raindanced...

ummm..you danced rite?

~Moo-lah Buz!nezzz~ said...

ummmm.Yes,i bit.I actually jumped around on the roof.I call that dancing.You dont expect a bharat natiyam in the rain,rite???!!!
:P

coffee stain said...

well thank you...oi chobi ta "home production"

will your rantings ever stop!
when was the lat time i read a happy post?

~Moo-lah Buz!nezzz~ said...

ye ye..that pic did look like home production.Salt Lake chobi.

Rantings,wont stop.Yours,mine or anyone in this blogging environment.And boy! I am happy.Even though its a very very relative term.

Anonymous said...

Shantaram...finished it in a week.You can surely find time to finish off the book before the movie releases.Where there is an order,there is a FOC :P

Go,get the book and finish it off.The movie cant due justice to the best book that I've ever read.

~Moo-lah Buz!nezzz~ said...

FOC..whwere the FOC??!!!
:P...
Yes,books are def mroe engrossing than the movies.And thats why i got no best books.I judge them all equally.I got lotsa best movies tho.
And with the kind of work i have.Shantaraam in a week is pretty tough for me.

Angshuman said...

BUDDY U HAD NO OTHR WAY TO SAVE U'R ASS & HENCE..........CONFi..

N BOUT THE POST ITS NOT CRAZY....WE'R NO LONGER TYPICL INDIANS(CLOZ TO NATURE)
WE REALLY MISS BEING INDIANS...

iPOD N BOND N EVRY THING THE WEST HAS GIVN US HAS STOLLEN A PICE OF INDIAN IN US...

BUT THE CORE REMIND THE SAME N THAT STILL BOAST ABOUT....

3CHEERS FOR RAIN ..........

~Moo-lah Buz!nezzz~ said...

Indians??!!..umm...uh-huh!!!...ok!
Im more proud to be a calcuttain rather than an Indian actually.....

...and yes,ahhh,the rain!!!

Santanu....... said...

well...the last ( and very recent)time I was soaked in rain(in Gangtok)....I had three shots of Tequilla.......so I have a completely different perspective and spirit............but it was rain nonetheless....and whoever said "you'll catch cold" can smell the place where the sun don't shine!!!!!

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