Being a bitch!!

I have spent my life being a bitch. Every moment, I am bitching about things or people. Talking behind backs. But yea, people need to be talked behind their backs. I consider it analyzing them. Their talks, their behaviors. Everything needs to be talked about and bitched about. Anyone not behaving in accordance to my point of view, is bitched about by me. And I am happy about it.

Thinking

I thought for a long time on what topic does the world talk about most. Yes, it is love. The very word seems warm and secure, but can freeze our hearts and toss us into the ocean of uncertainty. Fancy words and phrases! From my point of view, love is the biggest figment of imagination handed down to us through the eons of evolution. It is the biggest hoax ever perpetrated. One thing that really is secular about it is that it makes no distinction of race, caste, creed or gender. Whatever you are, you get coached from the day you were born that LOVE is everything. What a great illusion!
Those who seem to have it and those who fail to get it, both the sides are in equal pain. The most elusive factor present in all mankind. No religion or creed in existence tires not speaking of it. Just see what grotesque fallacy we pursue in the name of love.
Trying to please someone, beautifying oneself, jealousy, hatred, death… you name it and it is done in the name of love…

Hidden Lies??

Love verses need? What crap is that? Am I some kind of a moronic teenager, who believes anything? I sometimes think my brain needs to be kept in a museum of horrors. Of course, I don't believe it. If my needing had anything to do with love, I wouldn't love. What a web of words! I surpass myself in being a fool! What does the wordd mean? Need you because I love you!! I should be falling off my chair laughing! I really deserve to be crowned the queen of fools. Love has nothing to do with it. I love because you are you.

Too much thinking!!

Sometimes it is the asking which finally gives it away. You ask yourself whether it was worth all the pain and efforts involved. Heck … I say it was… it was supposed to be this way or it would never have been so. And then you go around in circles, trying to justify your being. Every action cannot be involuntary. Every thought that you process does and is being thought about, or it wouldn’t have been a thought. When the joy of the moment is passed on to last for eternity, only then can the actions have meaning. But it is not so. All the great thinkers… well, wouldn’t be thinkers if they really weren’t thinking about anything. They did. They thought and thought on so that we could have some great quotes to think and read and derive intellectual satisfaction from their thoughts. But we all think. If some great thought or quotes makes a lot of sense at an opportune moment, why is it so? It is because we too thought of the same thing as the great ones. So does that make us great too? And why are the thoughts supposed to be great. The thoughts and ideas seem to be sometimes produced in a mass thought producing machine. This then has its roadway back to spirituality and stuff. One mind, one soul stuff. That is not bad either considering that it should have united humans and not made them so different. Well figuratively speaking, we are from the same species. Coming back to justification of actions and thoughts, how it is possible when the moment once gone cannot even come back. How can justification do anything except perhaps ease the conscience for the moment.

Is it LOVE??

I thought for a long time on what topic does the world talk about most. Yes, it is love. The very word seems warm and secure, but can freeze our hearts and toss us into the ocean of uncertainty. Fancy words and phrases! From my point of view, love is the biggest figment of imagination handed down to us through the eons of evolution. It is the biggest hoax ever perpetrated. One thing that really is secular about it is that it makes no distinction of race, caste, creed or gender. Whatever you are, you get coached from the day you were born that LOVE is everything. What a great illusion!
Those who seem to have it and those who fail to get it, both the sides are in equal pain. The most elusive factor present in all mankind. No religion or creed in existence tires not speaking of it. Just see what grotesque fallacy we pursue in the name of love.
Trying to please someone, beautifying oneself, jealousy, hatred, death… you name it and it is done in the name of love…

Dumb People!!

Orkut has a group 'I hate dumb girls', yes, I am a member. I don't want to be modest and say, I am not so intellectual and all that stuff. I know , I am intelligent and I like people who are like wise. Mind you, intelligent might not always mean clever. I cannot give on-the-spot smart ass retorts and stuff, but I can, and I do get back... sometimes with a vengeance that makes me proud of myself. I can understand quantum time n space theory, that does not make me clever enough to know which friend I should make my friend and whom I should avoid. I am ruled by my heart and people take that to be as my weakness. I don't mind. But that does not mean people take me for a ride always. Sometimes, yes. But not always.
But then there are people who are irritatingly oblivious of the fact that they have absolutely few number of brain cells. These are the people that will ask u "are u eating an ice cream?" when they see you licking an ice cream cone! And some people I know, but am on a closer acquainted frequency but not exactly friends... Totally cannot be put in any category. They are so unique. Every time, they come up with new kind of seriously stupid stuff. AND yes, I love them. They provide spice to my life. When I am bogged down by the questions that worry the intellectuals like me, the questions of why we exist and like... they persuade me to take a very earthly plane view of life. Life, where the shade of lipstick is as important as the security check on the airports! They make me enjoy life. They show me how to laugh silly on the way someone has dressed or something like that. How can I hate people like that? Because, as per the Quantum theory, we all exist in the same place n plane at the same time!!

Pick up that damn call!

Whenever some friend of mine does not answer the fone, I get very angry. I feel like screaming then I feel like crying. Thoughts of not being important at all to that particular friend flood my mind and then I spend the better part of an hour trying to put myself in that person's place. No, it still does not pacify me... I want to hit that person and scream in their face... atleast pick up the fone n say that u were busy. And please I don't want to reason myself into thinking... Oh my poor friend, they must have been busy. If I m not important enough for my call to be answered then maybe I shud remove u from my fone book.... But I m too coward to do that. I survive on the fact that people are my friends. I need their approval for being alive... N I don't mind it.