Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Of fools and rats!!


Dear Reader,

Suddenly I feel I have too much of mental energy so I want it to drain that out. So I opted to write.Wow, wat a foolish utilization of extra energy.Obviously I know u wont go thru whole of wat I write. But think again do I care for u?

Anyways I dont have distinct topics to write about.I will talk of random things .Of fools and rats.Of money.Of pretense.Of people and at last of celebration of death.

Lemme begin with fools. They are in abundance, they are like rats.I dont like rats but most of the time I end up being one. I donno but I cant avoid being one. The rats wanted to be in the IITs, I too. The rats wanted to be in IIMs I too.I am a bigger rat I achieved wat I wanted. But now I dunno wat I want to be, but for sure rest of the rats want to earn money.

Off late people around me think that either I m always on weeds or I am in love with some girl who is a philosophy major or I am not getting proper sleep or I am faking 2 b somebody. Neither of them is true. They say this bcoz of the weird way I talk which confuses them. One of them even said that if I continue this way I will end up giving a quote of the millennium or century or even beyond.

Suddenly I picked up an ill feeling against piracy.Against pirated books, against pirated movies, against pirated music. I removed listening to music as a hobby from my resume because it has ceased to be a hobby. Its so easily available. Where is the scarcity and the marginal utility in listening to music? U get it for free.The value attached is gone. I am too selfish to care about those who dig music and the lesser revenue they get due to piracy. But ya for myself ,I am against piracy.

People are the most interesting things to me. The more complex ,the more interesting. I told you earlier that I like things I dont have or I dont am. I like artists of all forms-writers,dramatists,playwrights,musicians, choreographers.Many a times I feel I fight against them and U fight only against people who are superior to you. About the inferiors, you just beat them,no real fight's involved.

I had this dream where I was dancing around one dead corpse. I tried to refrain myself from doing so. But I danced so well that people around me forgot all the mourning and danced with me. Then Goddess(God to me is a female) came to me and says "This is the best thing you ever did, you celebrated the ultimate truth in the world-u celebrated death my son". Completely Weird naa.

Anyways now that all the energy I was brimming with is gone. I feel better.

For those who have read this far I pity you!

-vC

Sunday, July 19, 2009

This post has subliminal messages.

when u get more than u deserve.. u dont want to lose it.there is a fear..same goes with happiness..and one day fear overpowers happiness.

But dont worry its cyclic. Even happiness overpowers fear.


--Scribbled by Vikas Chandra

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Why do all hate him?


This guy cud be everybody's role model.He is different. But everybody hates him.I donno why because i tend to like this guy for he is different. He doesn't care.

Anyways I will put some points abt this guy and u decide whether is he worth hating?

1. Everybody says he is weird.But he says everyone is also weird.
2. He abuses a lot. Every sentence contains lots of F-word and he adds it to every part of speech he knows.
3. He doesn't drink.He doesn't smoke.No weed. Never. Probably guys like him do never need a high.
4. He always has a smirk on his face. An evil one.
5. He is lazy.He sleeps most of the tym.He quotes Beatles then:
Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find, there's no need
6.He is a fan of the club Hull City. If u dunno its one of the EPL clubs.
7.He only talks properly to his sister that too she is not of same blood as him. She was her school Junior and she prepared rakhi on Rakshabandhan to tie it one guy who rejected it. Suddenly she was weeping and this guy allowed her to tie it on her hand.


Thats it. I cud go on and on. But I m sure it wudn't fetch him much due wat he is worthy of.
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PS: I dont know why I wrote all this.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

The teacher

I was rummaging through my closet.
Then I found this note.
about 16 years old.

This note is about Ma'am Bhatia
My class teacher then.
It says

When I grow up
I would like to be you ma'am
A teacher.
I would also give some one
an expensive fountain pen
when his hand-writing is bad.
I would also give sweets to my children
when they spell the word bureaucracy right.
And when its their last day
I will bless them and say
Go, never ever die for a cause, just live for it.

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PS: Ma'am Bhatia was my first class teacher at Oak Grove,Mussoorie. She practically taught me everything from being nice to all to the mathematics-table-of-nineteen. I owe a lot to her and she was one of the most inspirational women I ever met.
Truly a bad teacher complains, a good teacher explains and the best teacher inspires.