Lifes' Laugh Line

I thinks its an age. We’re probably nearing the age where news of death becomes more common….. as we grow older, we get to know more people and their families- thereby the probability of hearing news of death increasing. Also a function of age…. As we grow older, people around us come closer to the life expectancy age. I for one would not want to prolong my old age.i’d rather live a full life than a long one.

Noticed the change? How the youth of today constantly talk of travel and following their dreams and doing what they want to do. Its trend like. Also the tattoos.every third person has one… its no longer a statement of rebellion or toughness or seductiveness in the case of a woman…. Everyones got one… even the most inane and insipid office goer or housewife sometimes.

So widllifes going extinct …. And I think to myself… we ‘re most definitely not be able to prevent it… theyre dying and going extinct… sure , it s huge loss aesthetically… sure the food chain will get screwed for a while… but it’ll correct itself….sure it’s a shame… but how is it going to affect us? The normal working person like myself? It just does not make any difference to my daily life. And this is evolution … I don’t think anyone cries cause the dinosaurs went extinct… it’s a shame… but it’s ok… so the tigers get pushed out  of the food chain – the exploding human population will probably take the place of the carnivores in the food chain … then who’ll be on top? The virus’s maybe- theyd be our predators…. And humans will evolve too… the women will be born without body hair, straightened hair on the head and flawless skin . all of human kind will have larger brains and more feminine features cause we don’t need muscles so much anymore… this is just the ramblings of a common person on evolution …

On another track… the parsis are becoming extinct and will be by 2050. Should we be bothered?

Gandhi once said – the worst form of violence is indifference.

I’ve developed a laugh line , should i be happy? :)

Deception and Lies - A musical

And I didn’t lie……. Till about a year ago… something happened that made me lie intentionally ……. And suddenly I realised why people lie….. Oh till that day I would omit to mention something… but never outright lie… and if there was no space to maneuver … I’d just say the truth…..  

But that day… everything fell in place… and I sorted of started empathizing with people who lie…… but what was tragic … was that in my head… I’d changed.. I could never go back to that pure image of myself that I head in my head… the purity or ability to hold your head high ….. went away with that one little lie……

So my views changed… and I still don’t lie.…… but the motivation not to went away…. And I really believe…. If you lie… don’t ever get caught… cause then it defeats the purpose of the lie. J

Like something I wrote to someone once… about when he started to believe his own lies so strongly, that he took it for reality… to an extent where he would swear by it.……..

Half truths or half lies,

Through nights of contemplation

The deception dies

and when fantasy comes to life

Promises and oaths will not suffice.

How important is truth anyway? Im so jaded in someways. 

Metro Mallu Kids

So I'm 26  .. and I was chatting with a friend this morning when I realized how my views on the future have firmed up… from an innocent all accepting girl to a women with views…. Which is why I think our elders always very wisely advised us to marry young because then it’s easier to adjust and mould… though I still believe that  I’d mould myself and accept most things….

But a few things I’d like are that my kids grow up in kerala in their formative years and not in a metro or abroad… that seems like a stupid and narrow outlook statement to make .. but really think about it… think about the way we mallu-kids grew up… how we had an awwwesome time with so many cousins… the games we played and the ones we invented ( we played games involving sooo much imagination and less toy)s… we really didn’t have toys (other than kitchen set, Barbie dolls and stuffed toys- toys were such a simple affair back then) .. the jokes we cracked….. the food we enjoyed…. the beautiful culture we imbibed…the frequent and regular vacations back to grandmoms place where the entire family comes together……  ……. (I miss large families too)….. and the festivals……. Were so grand… such occasions….!  

And I look at how mallu kids today have grown up… barely talks Malayalam… plays with bey blades and psp (abosultely no imagination required there) … no cousins to play with but friends….. and it makes me miss something on their behalf… and I KNOW I want my child to have all that I did… even if it meant going back to kerala to bring him / her up…….   And I KNOW .. unless absolutely necessary… 

Mallu kids today wouldn’t know akku thikku thana varambu….. and I miss it on their behalf….. ….. it’s a whole generation of metro mallu kids….. and I feel for what they’re losing out on.

My views might change….. maybe I’ll be selfish and not make the sacrifice of going back to kerala…… maybe … I’ll start thinking that I’ll want a metro smart kid……. Who knows….

Well anyway….  .. it’s just one of those random ‘realisations’