Om namah Shivaya

Be at peace. You will get what you want.
The lord is on your side.
You will be successful in everything you take up.
Shanti.
Shanti.
Shanti.

A Visionary.

I'm reading Mother Courage and Her Children by Bertolt Brecht. It's an impressive play and one of Brecht's finest. He writes brilliant dialogue. Eg - "'Let's you and me go fishing,' said the angler to the worm." Killer, no? That's my quote of the day! Anyway, you should read Brecht.

So there was this line that sort of got me thinking. Somewhere in Act 1 Scene 2/3 Mother Courage says "Whenever there's a load of special virtues around it means something stinks. ...In decent countries folks don't have to have virtues, the whole lot can be perfectly ordinary, average intelligence, and for all I know cowards."

Think about it. There's definitely some truth to what Brecht is saying thru the voice of Courage. I sort of gave it some thought. Now lets see how true or false it is. Take the United States for example. We're lead to believe (and it probably is true) that an average American is not as smart as an average Indian. Ever wondered why? It can't be just genes, can it? Now read the quote again. We all know for a fact that an average American leads a much more decent life than an average Indian. They've better standard of living, more safety, security, life expectancy etc. We don't . We've to fight to survive at almost every level. Starting from good grades in school, entrance exams, 'tough' college life, land a decent/high paying job, get a pretty girl etc. Not like they don't have to do these things. They don't give all of these so much importance. If they could re-elect Bush a few years back, they certainly were very happy and comfortable. Plus they aren't sharing their country with 1/6th of the world's population to worry about survival! Which means something stinks in India. Ofcourse. Everything and everyone here stinks.

Or used to. Now we all use deodorants. And all of us have mobile phones. We lead happy lives. Kalam's vision 2020 doesn't seem too unreal now. We're on our way to becoming economic super powers! Isn't that cool?

We'll be leading decent lives then. Happy all around. Our kids will goto good schools. We'll eat good food. And sleep peacefully.

India will be ordinary.

It'll take another fifty years to get to that point if everything goes well. I'm saying all this right now so that some idiot might stumble across my blog 50 years from now, read this post and call me a visionary and make me a hero. I'd be dead by then. They'll hunt for my photo all around, find it on some corner of the internet and build an e-statue for me.

This is my investment for my fifteen minutes of fame in the future. Here, let me repeat it for all those dolts out there - You are ordinary. You're not even half as smart as me. And I knew this fifty years back. I am awesome. Kiss my virtual ass. Okay, enough kissing. Go spread my fame now. Oh wait. I knew you'd be an idiot. That's why I never liked you.

I'm bloggin here!

If there's one thing that I'd love to tell someone at the end of the day, it's the four words that make up the title of this blog. Nothing like a "I never liked you" to kick sleep right outta the window eh?
Chances are, even if I didn't actually say it, that thought probably crossed my mind along with a smug looking snapshot of you. Yes, You.
Do you remember me saying "I like(d) you" to you anytime? If you did, do you happen to remember where my hands where when i said it? Think hard. You don't remember where they were, do you? I was probably crossing my fingers then. Or trying to get into your pants.

Tsk, tsk. So much negativity! - I am just letting it out. Afterall, that's why blogs (and blowjobs) were invented by man, no?

Cha. Potty mouth! Go, brush. - After you wash your right hand, my friend.

So is it gonna be just filth? - Probably not, but you'd love it, won't you?

I'm never coming back. - And I never liked you. (yaay! I said it! I said it!)

Go f**k yourself! - Oh, I wish. I really wish.

End of imaginary conversation with the non-existent readers of this blog.

Ah, now that I've gotten rid of them, I can say some nice, interesting things that mean something and are worth reading. Naah, not now. I'm spent.

I'll leave you with an all time favourite song of mine which, i think, sort of sums me up nicely. You can choose to disagree after you listen to the song.

Harry Nilsson - Everybody's Talkin' (1969)
You can watch it on youchoob - http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=2AzEY6ZqkuE

This song became a major hit after it was featured in the film, Midnight Cowboy (1969) which apart from having the dubious distinction of being the first X-rated film to win an Oscar, also has my favorite performance on screen by Dustin Hoffman as Enrico Salvatore Rizzo aka Ratso. If you wanna be my phrend, you should've seen that movie (atleast once) and liked it. Or should wanna watch (very desperately) it in the near future.

Hey, I'm bloggin here! I'm bloggin here!

Or listen to the different versions of it that figure all thru the movie from the blog - For the Love of Harry

Lyrics
Everybody's talkin' at me.
I don't hear a word they're sayin',
Only the echoes of my mind.

People stoppin' starin'
I can't see the faces,
Only the shadows of their eyes.

I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Thru the pourin' rain,
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes.

Bankin' off the northeast wind,
Sailin' on a summer breeze,
Skippin' over the ocean like a stone.

Everybody's talkin' at me.
I don't hear a word they're sayin',
Only the echoes of my mind.

Let me sum it up for you.
1) I can't hear you.
2) You can stare, I really don't care.
3) I never liked you.

Quote of the day:
"I get through with you, boy... you're gonna wish your daddy pulled out early."

- Preacher (Garth Ennis)

That's it for now. My shrink's awaitin!