THOUGHT for the day..
Givin the various ideas dat erupt into our minds..everyday..And if u of the early 20z wid no ambition n still wonderin whtz where n why.. these so called thoughts emerge every minute..an dese are weird.. and the dreams..weirder!
Like these dreams i get these days about an old lady dying.. NO,make it old ladies dying..everytime from da top of a building with great heights. Some from the elavator exit or some from a rope..they all have their own preferred styles. And everytime i stand/hang there trying to save them with my all so futile attempts. They fall..I am juss lucky I never see the dead bodies! But whats weird is..Why am I supposed to be saving them? Actually, why do they have to come till there when they know that in my dreams they will only die... Well anyways, atleast these are better then the dreams I had last year with me dying or two strands of my hair falling in love with each other and eloping to London..
These are dreams and so I m going to presume they are not a cause of my wasted time that leads to thoughts more frivolous,like when i started writing this blog..I could already see myslef in Hitlers clothes(and not Gandhi..probably coz I dont like wrap ups) getting an award or something for my own biography like..oh wait..I wish my name was Kaif then..Then I could name my book "Main Kaif".. Bad one..What was good was the thought of writing it all right from the time I felt that there is sum super power around me who hates my luck and thus, whenever I am sure of gettin real lucky..(times i always wish for..)..this power would undo it all..Once I even tried to talk this through with that person or thing or devil or whumever..but no one replied..It would probably be an imagination of mine..but I still feel sumtimes that it exists.
My imagination went even futher when I once got this thought of making a movie on birds..hens falling in love..kinda like sum hunky rooster is like the talk of all chics around.. And there would be this one geeky rooster who likes this ultra hot chic( i am so liking the way i can actually use chic instead of chicken) who is also a fan of the hunky rooster. But one day,there would be sum deadly bird flu in town n everyones running when the geek finds sum formula to prevent it and thus helps his damsel in distress and then..they live HAPPILY EVER AFTER..tadaa!
I am sure some producer would be interested in the concept considering the type of movies these days..I mean its a chicken..so no one would be surprised if it fights in the air and still lands properly. And if the movies gets an Oscar.. I would be on that big stage with a few tears in my eyes and say.."This is to all those innocent chickens that got culled for no fault of theirs..Wherever you all are.. i know yourll would be smiling.. Thankyou..Thank you all!!"
Like they say..Life teaches lessons and I have learnt a few..(no this is not a part of that speech..its a new para) Good days..Bad days..Worst ones..Having been through a lot of these..I used to wonder if there is God..And does he hav a good day or bad day.. Or does he have a birthday..and is 25th of December it? (and if it is..then He would be 6 months younger to me..) And are his birthdays as disastrous as mine..?
This takes me to the God concept.. But am not going there.. So..
Au Revoir!
Like these dreams i get these days about an old lady dying.. NO,make it old ladies dying..everytime from da top of a building with great heights. Some from the elavator exit or some from a rope..they all have their own preferred styles. And everytime i stand/hang there trying to save them with my all so futile attempts. They fall..I am juss lucky I never see the dead bodies! But whats weird is..Why am I supposed to be saving them? Actually, why do they have to come till there when they know that in my dreams they will only die... Well anyways, atleast these are better then the dreams I had last year with me dying or two strands of my hair falling in love with each other and eloping to London..
These are dreams and so I m going to presume they are not a cause of my wasted time that leads to thoughts more frivolous,like when i started writing this blog..I could already see myslef in Hitlers clothes(and not Gandhi..probably coz I dont like wrap ups) getting an award or something for my own biography like..oh wait..I wish my name was Kaif then..Then I could name my book "Main Kaif".. Bad one..What was good was the thought of writing it all right from the time I felt that there is sum super power around me who hates my luck and thus, whenever I am sure of gettin real lucky..(times i always wish for..)..this power would undo it all..Once I even tried to talk this through with that person or thing or devil or whumever..but no one replied..It would probably be an imagination of mine..but I still feel sumtimes that it exists.
My imagination went even futher when I once got this thought of making a movie on birds..hens falling in love..kinda like sum hunky rooster is like the talk of all chics around.. And there would be this one geeky rooster who likes this ultra hot chic( i am so liking the way i can actually use chic instead of chicken) who is also a fan of the hunky rooster. But one day,there would be sum deadly bird flu in town n everyones running when the geek finds sum formula to prevent it and thus helps his damsel in distress and then..they live HAPPILY EVER AFTER..tadaa!
I am sure some producer would be interested in the concept considering the type of movies these days..I mean its a chicken..so no one would be surprised if it fights in the air and still lands properly. And if the movies gets an Oscar.. I would be on that big stage with a few tears in my eyes and say.."This is to all those innocent chickens that got culled for no fault of theirs..Wherever you all are.. i know yourll would be smiling.. Thankyou..Thank you all!!"
Like they say..Life teaches lessons and I have learnt a few..(no this is not a part of that speech..its a new para) Good days..Bad days..Worst ones..Having been through a lot of these..I used to wonder if there is God..And does he hav a good day or bad day.. Or does he have a birthday..and is 25th of December it? (and if it is..then He would be 6 months younger to me..) And are his birthdays as disastrous as mine..?
This takes me to the God concept.. But am not going there.. So..
Au Revoir!

6 Comments:
awsome post...makes me laugh everytime i read it :p...yeah yeah hate to admit it but ur sense of humour rocks!!...but u had to include words like "love"n "elope" dint u (kowin tht ur definitions of these stink, cant beleive u still dare to mention thm even in ur posts ...*heehee*)tsk tsk...!!
tk care buddy n keep the good writin goin...:)
Wow... thats was something real good... something out of the blue... man I must say ur theories were nice ;)
the chicken oscar... n I was laughing like nething....
good work.. keep it up..
u r a wonderful writer...
so just more of these thing...
Keep writin n smilin
God Bless You
Manish
BTW: thanx for droppin by my blog :)
@Pri
Thanx.. and dis 1z for everything!
@Manish
M glad u visited..And wid words like urs..i feel elavated already!
Thanx a lot!
oye, wats wrong wid u, y dont i get to read u anymore?
oye, wats wrong wid u, y dont i get to read u anymore?
nice 1 ya'....i hav weirdo dreams as wel...jst lyk ya' mayb a tad bit diff though
cheers!
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home