The Deep Thinker in Perpetual Sadness and Death

There is a man,
He thinks a lot.
Of people and this world
And what not.

Whether this is that,
Or that, this.
Whether he said it just like that,
Or whether he actually meant it.

He spends his nights,
Thinking about what troubles this world.
His thoughts although wise,
Are also grim enough.

He is one wise man,
Capable of seeing what others can't.
The true meaning behind things,
Understanding world and all it's workings.

Siting by the candle light,
Rubbing his brow.
Asking philosophical questions,
Why and how?

But the more he thinks,
And he thinks a lot.
He comes to know,
That the world is not so great after all.

His head grows heavy,
His heart, sour.
Long appear to him,
The day's hours.

He can't stop thinking,
He's addicted to it.
His thoughts have lost,
All of their previous humor and wit.

He searches, always he searches!
For hidden messages,
Trying to soothe his heart,
Oh so suspicious!

His thoughts suck the joy,
To his mind everything's grey.
Each day is more depressing than the previous,
To happiness, he's become impervious.

He's sad. Oh so sad!
What did ever go bad?
He was just a Deep Thinker.
What did he ever do to be so melancholy?

Finally the thoughts win,
He has nought the will to live.
The bullet in his gun in better in his head.
Shoot! And he's dead.

Computer is a binary digital system.

I am attending this lecture- CS F110 and I simply can't concentrate at all. I can think of a hundred things but nothing has to do anything with a lecture. And since I have not posted in a long time it seems alright to me to type a post as the professor rambles on.

The last few days have been a little enlightening but then we always learn something each day so in a sense each day is a bit enlightening for us so let's just say the last few days have given me more to think about than an average day.

I've realized ( and it may seem obvious to many but sadly I too a longer than average time to appreciate it) that the people who work hard and do things are actually happier than those who are laid back and take things lite.

The last semester I was laid back and easy going and I realized at the end of it there was a lot of negativity in me. I know people may beg to differ and give me big fancy "psychological" reasons or some other kind of logic but some how deep down I know that it's just that I didn't do anything.

( I don't know why but suddenly I feel kind of sleepy and tired)

You know, it's a total sucker to feel that you wasted all your time when you could have done so many things and grown in so many ways. And this is what I am going to do this semester and believe me writing this post is a part of my plan.

I know that probably many people might feel that it is not work but other "deeper" things that add meaning to life but my point is the purpose is not adding meaning to life ( it's probably there in Oxford's dictionary, I know it's a bad joke) but rather living it and to feel alive you need to do things and hope that you can find what you really like and do it all your life and to do that you'd need to try everything, every damn thing that comes your way.
'Cause otherwise how can you truly be side what you really like. And that's what I'm gonna do. Now it may happen that you find something along the way and wish to get settled at it but then to do that you'd need to try everything that came before it and also if you did like that thing a lot. Does that mean the rest of the things the world has to offer are not worth the shot? How would you know? You already settled on something. You allowed your life to become monotonous . The key is to change and change in what way Nd at what speed and how are you going to carry along all those you love and make them involved in your life as you go hitchhiking along the years. And is the change that's is so random and so uncertain any good at all. Is it worth. What if the people arp s you want you to settle. Why should you not? They are what make your life . But then a constant dull life woe be life at all. Okay my though line just went dead.

So you know "Somebody's Me" is an awsome some. Whisky made me listen to it and although I don't like Enrique a lot as in he's not on any of my playlists but that song is like super cool. It has awesome guitar playing in the background and I'm learning guitar and its gonna be the first song I learn.

Have you watched the move "Click". It's probably one of the few Sandler movies that mange to make you smile and cry. Ooh! That's irony. Anyways, my point is its a good movie. Not a great movie but I would definitely recommend it do watch it. Smile people! There is still light in this world. And also Penelope Cruz.

Okay. I'm done.

A random pic

A NOT SO EVENTFUL NEW YEAR

Seriously ?

As the whole nation is flooded with a wave of cries screaming " Capital Punishment for RAPISTS" , I think it's only apt to post about it.
I will not deny that it is indeed heartening to see the country finally rise up to face the reality that the women and girls of our society no longer feel safe in their own homes, in their own streets, in their own city, in their own country ( although it is sad that a brutal and horrifying nightmare was required to wake the country from its slumber when it came to dignity of women but we will focus on the bright side here as if there isn't darkness already).
The country has been stirred up by the "event" ( I prefer to just leave it to call it the "event" as recalling it fully is still to mentally disturbing for me and I hope for many others) .
The sad part is however that no matter how loud and shrill is the call for security for our women it remains no more than am illogical shout more like a child demanding justice for his broke toy for the entire "movement" is revolving around one single demand for "Capital Punishment". To those people I want to ask one simple question: Seriously?
That's it . That's all you can think of. The entire country is bowing its head in shame. And all you can think of is flogging the few beings ( for I refuse to call them men) responsible so that you can shrug off your own responsibility in the entire event.
I seriously don't think that a being prepared to rape ( also I chose to gender neutral on the issue) will be in the right frame of mind to give a damn about your "Capital Punishment". No. It won't have a major effect. But you know what will. Changing your and others mentality. Now I know it's easier said than done and I won't consider myself enlightened enough to give you ways but for starters: Respect Women.
I think I'm done.

Talkin' to a Dude.

I like to move it move it!
I like to move it move it!
I like to move it !

Have you read perks of being a wallflower?
It's an awesome book.

Have you ever listened to Eminem?
He's awesome too.

Did you ever get stoned?
It's not good for you( rather your image is what the other person implying)

Have you ever been in a relationship?
Did you break up.

Did you have dinner?
Coke is bad for you.

Can you dance.
I like salsa.

Do you like Salman Khan?
He's got a cult following.

Do you like Apple?
Android is better.

COLD!!!

 

Also, tomorrow I'll meet Whisky and I'm really excited. Okay, now mind is blank. It's like I am having difficulty in framing my thoughts. I am simply not able to concentrate on anything in front of me, as if everything is a little blurred and  to grasp the meaning of one thing will require a mental effort my mind wont make. 

It's cold out here. And when I say cold I don't mean it in a metaphorical way. I mean the real cold. Point seven three degrees on the temperature scale. Well it shouldn't matter much 'cause tomorrow morning I'll be leaving for Mumbai. Personally I don't like the place where I am right now but my grandparents live here and I really like spending time with them. They are two supper cool people( and I mean it in the high school kind of way) who have managed to stay in love for the past fifty years and it's really beautiful if you know what I mean.


I also feel weird typing this, 'cause in my mind I want to imagine that this post is going to have a good amount of audience but the harsh truth trying to slowly creep into my mind-space is that probably only people whi'll ever read this are my friends.

Do you have any favorites? If you do please tell me, because I've never had any.

Okay. I think I'm done.