Colour Blind? ... Try Black & White.

Earth calling Moon Rocket ....
General question No. 4 !

Why O why does the human race perceive the world with all its seemingly immense possibilities as vivid high definition multi million colour shades ?

Its always the same story - the eternal search for perfection... the exact meaning... the right understanding... the electrifying connect... the right motive... Blah... Blah... Blah...

The problem is that our processing power is limited and we get thoroughly confused by the sheer number and complexity of shades that the spectrum of life presents. This inevitably leads to total chaos.

What nobody seems to understand is that life with all its possibilities will become much simpler to comprehend and far easier to tackle if we were to simply interpret everything as single blocks of Black & White. Simply put; just use logic and give up interpretation and analysis.

Now I have on several occassions been informed that this is impossible.
But ladies and gentlemen, trust me ... Try and thy shall succeed.

Afterall logic, though rare is not impossible to find.

Heres a hint - begin with common sense.

Romantic Reality

Earth calling Moon Rocket ....
General question No. 3 !

Why O why does the human race need to romanticize everything ?
By everything I mean right from the mole to the mountain.
Why can't people just get real. And that includes me

Romance
[n., adj. roh-mans, roh-mans; v. roh-mans]
noun, verb, -manced, -manc·ing, adjective

1. a novel or other prose narrative depicting heroic or marvelous deeds, pageantry, romantic exploits, etc., usually in a historical or imaginary setting.
2. the colorful world, life, or conditions depicted in such tales.
3. a medieval narrative, originally one in verse and in some Romance dialect, treating of heroic, fantastic, or supernatural events, often in the form of allegory.
4. a baseless, made-up story, usually full of exaggeration or fanciful invention.
5. a romantic spirit, sentiment, emotion, or desire.
6. romantic character or quality.
7. a romantic affair or experience; a love affair.
8. (initial capital letter) Also, Romanic. Also called Romance languages. the group of Italic Indo-European languages descended since a.d. 800 from Latin, as French, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, Romanian, Provençal, Catalan, Rhaeto-Romanic, Sardinian, and Ladino. Abbreviation: Rom. –verb (used without object)
9. to invent or relate romances; indulge in fanciful or extravagant stories or daydreams.
10. to think or talk romantically. –verb (used with object)
11. Informal. a. to court or woo romantically; treat with ardor or chivalrousness: He's currently romancing a very attractive widow. b. to court the favor of or make overtures to; play up to: They need to romance the local business community if they expect to do business here. –adjective
12. (initial capital letter) Also, Romanic. of, pertaining to, or noting Romance: a Romance language.

—Synonyms 1. story, fiction. 4. falsehood, fable. 6. allure, fascination, exoticism.

Fluoxetine Hydrochloride

Either pay me half a million rupees (5 lakhs) a month or give me 5 tablets of Prozac everyday.
Thanks.

Food 4 Thought !

"Please don't mistake my anal retentiveness for actual affection"
-Desperate Housewives

For the record I haven't seen a single episode till date ...

Knee Jerk Reaction to Ha Ha Ha...

Guess what my boss just told me - emphatically ... "Your problem is that your (my) character is embedded in the first poem. Be the second."

And here I thought I was just being a normal guy ... Damn !

Ha Ha Ha ...

Here's a brilliant forward I received !

WOMAN'S POEM
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to 'how big is my behind?'
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.

MAN'S POEM
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs
who owns a liquor store and a golf course.
This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a sh*t

Before Sunrise...

... Clap of thunder
Streak of lightening
Touch of zephyr ...

BUT

No soaring emotions
No heightened spirits
No great expectations

JUST

Calm
Cold
Clinical

Is this me ?

Constant Change

The eternal constant.

Sometimes positive ... sometimes negative .... and at times unbearable.

If its there, its there for a reason .... After all every action has an equal an opposite reaction. So in essence the reaction (change) is a always courtesy of some action.

One may hate it ... one may love it ... but nobody can ignore it.

Simply Perfect ...

Earth calling Moon Rocket ....
General question No. 2 !

Why O why is perfection completely attainable in almost everything except in things that one truly wants to be perfect ?

Some say its ... Destiny
Some ... Fate
Others ... Chaos
The rest just blame it on sheer bad luck.

Moral of the story ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ??? ??? ???

Heavens above ... Answer this !

Earth calling Moon Rocket ....
General question No. 1 !

Why O why do women without discrimination of religion, colour, race, caste or creed absolutely love to be told that they are the most beautiful creatures in the world ? Every time? Everyday?

The Predicament

What happens when two sides are faced with a situation where their interests lie on different tracks?
Needless to say that it’s a high voltage situation with a long list of variables where the stakes are sky high and the losses are mounting.

What options are available to the two sides?
What do they do ?

What can they do ?

Let’s take a hard analytical look at this problem. Broadly they have 3 logical solutions.

1. Discuss the problem in a civilized manner and come to a mutually agreeable solution i.e. find a solution through which both gain. Together they decide to overcome obstacles and walk out victorious. In short they live happily ever after.

2. Discuss the problem in a civilized manner and come to a compromise so they don’t exactly live happily ever after but agree to live and let live i.e. they decide to stay out of each other’s hair. In short status quo is maintained.

3. Aha … Here lies the problem !
This is called a standoff. Talks breakdown or reach a point where Options 1 and 2 are just not viable for any one of the two sides or maybe for both. What should be done …

Solution 3 (a) -> Declare war – To the end …
Solution 3 (b) -> Start public campaigns to swing general opinion in ones favor and try to influence the outcome.
Solution (c) -> Use subversive and covert means to spread rumors, image hurting operation etc.

But what happens if both sides are intelligent and civilized people, who value trust, honesty and practice non violence? (Worse they belive in it !) Should they be forced to suffer the consequences of their good intentions ?

No ... !

That’s exactly my point … NO.

But then ‘What do they do ?’ ...

What to do and What not to do ?’

The Eternal Madness of the Unquiet Mind

Today, the so called Master of Disaster Management feels completely blown away. I've always managed my way out of the worst and the most impossible of situations but for once I have no solution to my predicament.

Its almost as if my my mind is playing 'Ring a ring O'Roses' and is forcing me to fall down.

Maybe I've lost my touch ... completely.

I'm tired ...

What I need is a miracle ...

... Afterglow

Here I am, lost in the light of the moon that comes through my window
Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses
It's you and the roses

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Here I am, lost in the ashes of time, but who wants tomorrow?
In between the longing to hold you again
I'm caught in your shadow, I'm losing control
My mind drifts away, we only have today

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way
I will sacrifice 'til the blinding day when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

When the faith has gone as I let you go, as I let you go

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way, I will sacrifice
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses
It's you who is closest

The Saint

Today a question that honestly deserves some introspection was fired at me and that too straight out of the blue... (The text is not verbatim)

Are you really as saintly as you appear to be in terms of women or ... ?

Taken aback by the way this googly was tossed at me, I was at first a little unsure about the way I was required to answer this question. Sense however prevailed and I managed the answer but not before I quizzed my interviewer about the defination of the term 'Saintly'.

My Question : How does one define the term 'saintly' and what does 'in terms of women' mean ?
This probe found me the following answer.
Unsaintly behavior in terms of women - Person who flirts with the intent of oogling and may take immense pleasure in doing so. (There are some who do it compulsively)

My answer was somewhat close to the following ... I'm a guy and I'm straight so essentially I have my beliefs and my thoughts in the right place (Fact). And I definately don't oogle at women because I consider it extremely obscene and an invasion of privacy. I don't deny an occasional flirting on my part but its limited to ladies who know me well and who I hope have the mindspace and intellegence for it. My apologies but I have no patience for dumb women (or anyone for that matter).

My answer did not seem to completely satisfy my quizmaster so another twist was popped on me.

So are you implying that you are not interested in women and that you don't look at them?

Me : Well as I mentioned before I'm straight. But there is a definate fat line of distnction between oogling and what we men call a quick scan or glance.

Quizmaster : Hmmnnnn.... (the topic drifted to something else)

Much later in the evening it occured to me that human actions and opinions are to a huge degree precipitated by past experiences and the emotional traces that they leave. So there are usually some undercurrents that linger through and manage to affect the way we percieve situations.

In my case ... I think I'll just say ... Once smitten forever shy.

Time Machine

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune tellers right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now, I don't care
I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn

- Natalie Imbruglia

The Illusion of Choice

"...the problem indeed is the choice itself, one which would not be present without the very predication of the anomaly, the remainder, the incalculable sense of hope, but also the endlessly deferred affirmative difference."

Dreamy Desire

I've always maintained that to get what you desire in life, all it takes is a blend of three simple ingredients.

(a) Lots of common sense
(b) A healthy measure of creative energy
(c) And a dash of dream (worth chasing)

Materialistic or otherwise ... This concoction always gets you there ... well almost always.

Its this dream, the smallest measure of all ingredients that fuels the fire of imagination and brews the blend of both senses. But it is here that lies the problem.
Confused ! I'll explain ...

We as human beings have two centres of thought (my views only).

(a) The Brain ... determined, cold, calculating, methodical, hard and selfish.
(b) The Heart ... illusionist, fickle yet rigid in belief, unconditional and a traveler of sorts.

Now a desire or wish that we so ardently want fulfilled is something that the heart usually comes across on one of its travels. (Exceptions to the rule exist in the form of needs which are better perceived by the brain) The dream of seeing that desire fulfilled is nothing but an illusion of the heart that sets ablaze the fuel to kick start the tremendous power of the brain. So phenomenal is this power that once unleashed it does not rest till the desire is no longer a dream but a reality. In other words our common and creative senses jointly referred to as logic take over.

Sounds good ... doesn't it. So where is the problem ... Hmmnnn ... good question !

The problem lies in the heart. For it is here that the desire takes birth and dream takes wings. And its this flight of fantasy that our brain attempts to rationalize. Moral of the story - Logic has a foundation in air !

If only I had understood this earlier ... Life would have been so much simpler. But would it have been as beautiful as it was while I chased this dreamy desire ... No !

So what should I do ... listen to heart or my brain ?
Because both are right on all counts !!! Yes. They are !
I don't know...

As for me ... I've been left with an incredible imprint that will last an eternity and perhaps ... even longer ... !

Things money can't buy ...

Colleague : Hey! I'm just stepping out to the malls for a spot of shopping. Do you want me to get you something ?

Me : Peace of mind ...

Colleague : !#$%^&*()_+{}}":?><

Me : Never mind ...

Eternal Fragrance

Incredible Junction - The Transit

For once I wanted to take a long flight ... To fly beyond my space ... Without thinking about so many things ... But then reality took over ... And I curtailed myself.

Now some chapters from my book will have to be closed ... But their fragrance will stay forever ... Till ETERNITY !

01:14:24 AM
Sunday, 18 March, 2007