Tuesday 30 July 2013

Dominos 'Life' Burst

People keep telling you that life has its ups and downs and we must face the downs bravely ...blah blah blah. But one thing no one will tell you but you will realize when I tell you that life has its own domino effects. (Just like the gorkhas asking for a separate state after the T's got their's). What exactly do I mean by this? Im not entirely sure myself, but, I can tell you this, that the gorkhas wont get a separate state!

Coming to the point, life's domino effects. When you're overjoyed and extremely happy, every small thing reflects that joy. The bright coloured clothes, the unusual no-road-rage-in-bangalore-traffic style driving, the loud and confident talking style, the red riding hood walking style, the ''I'm very happieeee with life'' extra lettered status updates, the big smile Facebook profile picture, the sudden love for friends and family, the politeness to canteen staff and last the dire need to spread this joy to the world. Everything signifies how happy you are. This is life's domino effect. However this is only one side of the coin, and because this isn't Harvey Dent's coin, there is an opposing side.

When the coin flips, the domino effect becomes worse. That is, when you're upset, it goes from hebbal lake to bay of bengal in no time. Quite often people our age suffer various setbacks, the degrees of which are subjective depending on each person. I might be really upset that my last chip fell on the floor and you might have a way better reason like herpes. 

 A more common problem you'll see all of us suffered from at one point or the other is loss of hope, and in extension to that self pity. Surprisingly this happens to the strongest of us, the ones who once had a domino effect of the previous kind. This, although, has major consequences. When one loses hope, they put themselves in a locked room (maybe literally), and get sucked into this black hole of depression. The profile picture is darkly edited, the status updates become one worded sprinklers of self pity and worst of all the once happy relationships with the people around start eroding in your viewpoint, like soil from our EVS textbooks.

From the Vaastu to the Vase, every small thing is blamed. When one loses oneself to self pity, they start disliking a lot of things, especially the people who are trying to get you out of it. Its like that feeling of extreme anger towards the one trying to get you out of bed early in the morning. The only way out of it, as I can see, is to get out of bed yourself. To reclaim lost territory. And to stop the domino effect then and there, find your old self again, your old friends, your old habits, your old profile pic and the bright coloured clothes again. 

Like they say, the only way to get out of quicksand is to stop struggling.
(And the only way to stop studying is write a philosophical blog post!)

Saturday 27 July 2013

The 21 Year Old Rat

The weather outside is amazing. Its that time of the year when young bangaloreans like us should be outside in one of the hundred open coffee shops the city is famous for.  However, some of us just aren't that lucky. We have to sit at home all day figure out what we want to do with life, and if you're the procrastinating type like I am, then sit and write a blog.

College comes to an end in one year. Everybody around you, your friends, parents, uncles, aunties, extended family, neighbor and even the apartment watchman expects you to know what you want to do next with life. 
And because I cant take more pressure than the atmosphere already exerts on my head, I've come up with a certain Plan A, Plan B and Plan C; and to an extent have started working towards Plan A lazily.
But, has anyone of the above mentioned people ever asked me, ''Machcha, is this what you really want to do?"  NO. No one cares what you really want to do, parents want you to have a good job, uncle and aunties don't want you to do better than their children and the watchman just wants you earn enough to tip him for his pan masala everyday.

Its not actually their fault also. Its mine. I don't have the balls to stand up to anyone and snatch the remote control that is controlling this electronic rat (me) beyond its battery capacity in this stupid rat race. I need a recharge, but we're Indians, we follow the dada-dadi commandments of life, ''Battery kyun change karna?! Paise waste mat karo! table par maro, jor se maro, chalege."

So while I prepare myself for yet another exam to satisfy my nine other heads, one bike ride in the rain and few slow songs later I have a hindi movie climax scene playing in my head:
The Villain part of my mind : What are you doing with life?
The Hero part of my mind : preparing for a safe, secure, boring, satisfy everyone life.
Villain: Are you having fun?
Hero : absolutely not
Villain: then why are you still doing it?
Hero: cause its what I've been doing since I could spell engineering, take the safest route possible.
Villain : thu!! *!@#$%%^
            live life freely man. what is this? yella OK, tension yaake?
Hero: But...
Villain: Aye man, listen to me, life is having 2 roads okay? one going to bus stop, where everyone climbing same bus, other going to cycle shop, where everyone take own cycle go own way. 
Hero: Saar, whatte thought. I'm inspired (without watching bhag milkha bhag)

After sitting and thinking for eternity I finally realize this is not what I'm going to do. So in a dramatic moment I enter my parent's room to snatch the remote control from their hands. They realize the rat has stopped working properly, so here comes the table banging question " If not this then what are you going to do beta?"
And dada- dadi were right. The rat started working again.