Fly in the soup

In any system it is the anomaly that gets noticed. It is the tilted line that turns a balanced equation into chaos. The relevance of this proposition is strengthened with every 'first puff' of nicotine loaded bullets cutting oxygen supply to the brain.. the momentary escapism from materialism... the pull of multiple G-forces dragging you back into reason.. Wow...

But it is always the anomaly that is always looked down upon with a mix of fascination and fear. It is the black sheep, the entity that does not belong in the perfectly oiled machine of order. The levers resisting change will do everything in their power to stop the gears from rolling over. The so called protectors of order or the facilitators of harmony are actually the ones most scared of the next state of temporary equilibrium. Certain behavior is termed risky but it is in fact the safest thing in the entire system of liquidity, where equilibrium can only be attained with it not existing in the first place.

It frankly burns the last embers of wisdom to notice the meek surrender of one of the biggest stockpiles of knowledge to the whims of a fool. But that is how systems exist. That is why it is called a system. That is why I hate it. That is why I excel at it.

Ladies and Ladies

"...Unless you are a born connoisseur of art, you will not be able to judge by yourself why certain art is superior to other art..."

- David Elliot

They cannot be ignored. No chance. Not if you are blind or deaf. You can hate em for their set of idiosyncrasies or a self supposed 'new outlook on life', but after a while deep down; gay or otherwise one has got to accept the fact that they are absolutely fascinating.

I love casual dressing. By casual dressing, I do not mean t-shirts & shorts... I mean really casual. Seriously now, why is it a crime to be seen around in my underwear in the men's hostel???

I was on one such expeditions to the loo, and all ready to open the tap to relief when my 'Seventh Sense' made me look up... and notice six specimens of the opposite sex staring at me in disbelief. Now, why a 'lady' who needs to go to the loo in the men's bathroom could be justified as an uncontrollable urge; but why she needs six bodyguards is beyond any means of comprehension. I honestly felt 'violated'. I pretended like nothing happened, stepped into the shower... and drowned myself.

Awesomeness of the week is the fact that one Mr. Snehanshu Mukherjee has decided to add Rs. 18,000/- per month to my coffers. A part of which, will be consumed by the supply chain in the form of my darling; who has decided to move to Delhi for me. Truly appreciate the gesture. Looking forward to lots of freeloading, and trips post the mid terms which sulk a week away.

:)