When Boredom Takes Over

When boredom takes over,
you start watching ‘k’ serials before going to bed.

When boredom takes over,
you wake up and sit on the couch and stare at the blank TV screen.

When boredom takes over,
you lie down and brush your teeth with a line of toothpaste coming out of the side of your mouth.

When boredom takes over,
you start having Corn Flakes in the morning with 2 almonds.

When boredom takes over,
you go early to college and also start attending lectures.

When boredom takes over,
you start talking to yourself and you start following orders.

When boredom takes over,
you look at both sides of the road and then cross the one-way.

When boredom takes over,
you catch two buses to go home and sometimes you even go have a chat with the owner of your favourite book store before returning home.

When boredom takes over,
you count the number of steps on the way to your house.

When boredom takes over,
you do integration which totally differentiates your mind (calculus terms).

When boredom takes over,
you spend most of the time looking at the Blog Stats of your blog and amuse with an increase of 1 hit.

When boredom takes over,
you start using too much and in your comments.

When boredom takes over,
you take an hour or something to finish your dinner.

When boredom takes over,
you write posts on your blog about being bored which are absolutely not funny and no one even laughs at such silly jokes and you know that and you still go on and write such big statements in a totally nonsensical way like a spastic looks at a another spastic and how both of them suddenly start discussing about flying crocodiles.

What is he saying?

Out of my window, on a cable wire, I captured this parrot (in my camera). And I felt it is trying to say something. What is he trying to say? Would you please give your voice to this poor little speechless animal?

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Make it as funny as possible. You can even make it serious. Your choice. Let your imagination flow.

The “I Want Your…” Series

I am starting The “I Want Your…” Series from now. But what is it? It’s about two friends, Sam and Ham, who meet at The Lounge (a cafe) on every Saturday at 4 pm. It goes like this, Sam wants something that Ham has and Ham wants something that Sam has. Why don’t they just ask for it? Here is the fun part. They are not allowed to ask directly. That means they have to go round and round to get something from the opposition and Sam does not know what Ham wants and neither does Ham know what Sam wants.

It’s a weekly meeting and only one of them gets a chance to ask per week. It starts with Sam from the next Saturday and Ham will ask the Saturday after the next and then Sam and then Ham and… I will be randomly choosing a thing which they will be asking for. You can give in your ideas too for the next meeting. It can be the weirdest, the wackiest thing. I will surely take it. And also, get your friends along with you to The Lounge. It will be a fun filled meeting. So, next Saturday, 26^th July, meet you at The Lounge. Where is The Lounge? Here, at ME Within.

Day 1 – Depression

“The time is unfair”. And he sank his head into his hands. His hands supported by his legs. His hands supporting his head. “It’s all over” said he from his bent position. “I shouldn’t have done it” he said to himself. With these words the last hopes vanished. Heart-broken he sat there. Silence. A clear drop fell on the floor below his face. As it fell on the ground, it splashed in all directions. Was it his tear or was it his optimism that had just been shattered? No one knew it. No one heard it. No one felt it. Only he knew it. He had felt it.

The room was empty. The ceiling paint had come out. There were cracks all around him. He felt the same inside him. The emptiness of the room made him feel complete. Memories of the past flashed in his mind. He saw his friends and he saw them moving away from him. This couldn’t be true. He knew it wasn’t. This was just the way he felt. Weirdest thoughts came to him. He thought of ending his life in that little room. No one would come to know. But then, he saw the sadness on his parents’ face. He did not have the courage to see tears flowing from her beautiful eyes.

He couldn’t stop the thoughts coming to him. His mind was full of guilt, sadness. His mind showed him pictures of his loved ones. All bearing anger and fear on their faces, at the same time. His mind was like a crowded street full of busy people walking head-down. He lifted himself from the wooden chair and walked to the window. He could feel the wind blowing and the trees swaying from side to side in merriness. He could hear the birds chirping and singing in joy. Everything around him was bright and joyful. Only he was sad. And the happy atmosphere around him didn’t do no good. It only further depressed him.

To be continued…

50 Ways to Help the Planet

Now everybody can be a superhero! We all, with a small act on our part, can make this planet a better place to live in. Only a small initiative by someone is requried.

50 Ways to Help the Planet, presented by WIRE & TWINE, is a list of 50 things we all should do, or at least try to do, to help our Mother Earth.

PLANT A NOTION
“Going green” doesn’t have to be a daunting task that means sweeping life changes. Simple things can make a difference.

The contents of this list might not be new, but they bear repeating. Sometimes it takes a few reminders for things take root.

We all should, I fell, do at least 5 of them. Every small action counts.
GO GREEN!

Other article:
50 ways to help the planet.

The Intruder

Yesterday, when I was standing near my window, two pigeons on the roof of the building opposite mine attracted my attention. What they were doing was totally alien to me, but it looked like mating. It’s a sad thing that birds and other non-homosapiens have no proper place to call a ‘bedroom’. And many ‘thoughts’ came to my mind. Never mind. We can talk about it some other time. Coming back to the topic; I moved closer to my window. It was getting interesting. The way one pigeon sat with a majestic posture and the way the other was trying to get onto the first one was amazing to see.

Just then, a third pigeon (probably male) entered the scene. It came close the 1^st male and tried pushing him off the female. And he even seceded in his task. The 1^st male made a loud sound. I feel it was the pain of separation from his love. Furiously they both started fluttering their wings and (I guess) started hitting each other. A punch there and a flying wind attack here. Both showed off their fighting skills and tried to impress the female. The fight continued for some more time. Some more muscles were flexed and some more feathers were shed.

“Hi honey. I was hoping that you would come. Those freaks were bugging me.” would the female pigeon have said while taking off towards the 3^rd male pigeon on the adjoining roof. “Let’s go home.” replied the 3^rd male. And they both departed the scene leaving the first two pigeons in total bewilderment.