Morality Of Art And The Rage Of Caliban

I Have Finally begun to read The Picture Of Dorian Gray , one of the many books I have heard much about but not read yet. Anyway, this post is about the preface to it that Oscar Wilde wrote, which I found extremely profound . I’m not really taking a stand on it one way or another because I don’t know enough about art or life. (gee…that has’nt stopped me before…or any of us for that matter!)
Anyway I thought u might like to read it. Tell me what u think .

Oscar wilde, I apologize for any typos , and if I owe u royalty to reproduce this here. Let my profound admiration pay your due. That’s all I have!

Ok, Here it is:

The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.

The highest , as is the lowest , form of criticism is a mode of autobiography. Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.

Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are cultivated. For these there is hope.

They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only beauty.

There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are either well written or badly written. That is all.

The nineteenth century dislike of realism is the rage of caliban seeing his own face in a glass.

The nineteenth century dislike of romanticism is the rage of caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.

The moral life of man forms part of the subject matter of the artist , but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium. No artist desires to prove anything. Even things that are true.

No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.

No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.

Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art. Vice and Virtue are to the artist material for an art.

From the point of view of form , the type of all the arts is the art of the musician. From the point of view of feeling , the actor’s craft is the type..

All art is at once surface and symbol.
Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril
Those who read the symbol do so at their peril.
It is the spectator ,and not life , that art really mirrors.

Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new , complex and vital.
When critics disagree the artist is accord with himself.

We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

All Art is quite useless.

Oscar Wilde.

Well…u might not agree with all of it. But definitely it’s an extremely pertinent point of view. Especially about what defines decent art , if there is such as indecency as far as art is concerned that is..….and so for all those seeking to curb our freedom:

Moral Police and Censor boards of all manner , take note…There is nothing moral or immoral about art. And the artist decides if something is art or not…not you!!

oh and if u are wondering about the rage of caliban....he was a monster in shakespeare's The Tempest who looked in to the mirror and appalled by his own reflection , smashed the mirror. He blamed the mirror for showing him his own dark soul. If u want to see what those couple of lines could possibly mean , click here , it's another blog..but it provides a possible interpretation if u are curious!

till later then mon amies

Heights Of...????

This was sent to me as an email forward....so u might have seen this before..but since it made me laugh, i thought you guys might like it too...

Hope it makes you smile...... till later mon amies


In case you need further proof that the human race is doomed because
of stupidity, here are some actual label instructions on consumer
goods.

On a MYER hairdryer: Do not use while sleeping. (darn, and that's the
only time I have to work on my hair).

On a bag of Chips: You could be a winner! No purchase necessary.
Details inside. (the shoplifter special?)

On a bar of Palmolive soap: "Directions: Use like regular soap." (and
that would be how???....)

On some frozen dinners: "Serving suggestion: Defrost." (but, it's
"just" a suggestion).

On Nanna's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom): "Do not turn upside
down." (well...duh, a bit late, huh)!

On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding: "Product will be hot after heating."
(...and you thought????...)

On Boot's Children Cough Medicine:"Do not drive a car or operate
machinery after taking this medication." (We could do a lot to reduce
the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those
5-year-olds with head-colds off those forklifts.)

On Nytol Sleep Aid: "Warning: May cause drowsiness." (and...I'm taking
this because???....)

On a Japanese food processor: "Not to be used for the other use."
(now, somebody out there, help me on this. I'm a bit curious.)

On Nobby's peanuts: "Warning: contains nuts." (talk about a news
flash!)

On an American Airlines packet of nuts: "Instructions: Open packet,
eat nuts." (Step 3: maybe, uh...fly Delta?)

I don't blame the company. I blame the parents for this one: On a
child's superman costume: "Wearing of this garment does not enable you
to fly."

On a Swedish chainsaw: "Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands
or genitals." (...was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)

In A While Crocodile...

For all my adoring fans... who await my every word...(and if u're thinking.."oh yeah, who?"...well..i assure u...i have a couple...but then ,they like their anonymity...otherwise i would have u know..lol)

i'm gonna have to take a self imposed sabbatical. (unfortunately!) i was just getting the hang of this. damn! well what can i say...i have to turn my focus to a pointless exercise that is supposed to define our degree of education...EXAMS!!

hah! well....however pointless...i don't have a choice ..and being the procrastinator that i am..my tail is on fire.. so i must refrain completely from any and all forms of entertainment!! until this stupid thing is over...

Oh well...no use in complaining...what must be, must be!! (profound as hell...i know!! where do i come up with these gems , u ask...lol...not an acquired skill , i hate to inform u! ha ha ha!)

Well, i'll see u guys in a week and a half...(am tempted to say "I'LL BE BACK " in an arnoldesque voice...but that's so stale...and so will satisfy myself with a simple...i'll be back...in my own voice...lol)

So, hang in there...my wonderful sense of humour shall make it's return..lol...oh and wish me luck..i need all that i can get!! lol...till later then ..Mon Amies

Au Revoir... (and unlike u vishnu...i actually know french!!!)

p.s: i just read this really nice blog entry...it's anit-bush... cliche u think! but this one is hilarious ...well atleast i think it's well written and very succint (i think that's the right word..lol) anyway...u should check it out.. (click here)

Intellectual Whores??

You Guys....u have just got to read this shit.....it's priceless...definitely good for a lot of laughs atleast . I was sent the link by a friend of mine...god knows how he found it......and me being a girl and all still found it hilarious... anyway, i think u should check it out...

here's the link to main website.. http://www.intellectualwhores.com/

be sure to visit Why Intellectual Whores? , Female Intellectual Whores? , Intellectual Pimps and finally the The Ladder Theory

Perhaps it's a little , shall we say , blunt....and maybe it does'nt really apply to our society as yet....oh who am i kidding...it probably does.....lol..anyway, tell me what u think... .vishnu especially u...lol... u guys i really wanna know what u think...so please leave comments...

oh and this is the shortest post so far....so for all u people who complained...(bah! and all that..)..I conclude.

He's Just Not That Into You!!!

I don’t think I’m gonna be able to do justice to this by myself considering I have’nt.. uh..shall we say.. had too much experience …(although ;) I have had some…and for those of u who knw me...don't u dare laugh...lol)
My Experiences (or the lack of it) aside …what I really want is for everyone to enjoy this post in all it’s honesty. So I am gonna go against my usual rule and just reproduce some excerpts from what I believe is a very honest and tell-all book about Men and their attitudes towards the women they date. I was extremely intrigued when I saw the Oprah show that featured this book and it piqued my curiosity since it seemed to advocate and suggest a lot of what I myself have come to realize.(by observing the follies of those around me…that’s why I could manage so much hard reality…lol…one is never good at analyzing one’s own life…except in hindsight)

Infact the reason I was so interested in it was because I seemed to share almost exactly the same views (ah…well atleast there are some benefits to having lots of guy friends and being interested in what people think…lol…but u guys…ofcourse not…u are also great fun...especially when I want to win an argument …lol..or do I just have dumb friends..lol…ok ok just kidding…pls don’t kill me) anyway .. I have been told politely several times (and once not so politely…) to just ‘cork it’ about my theories…lol… (well what can I say…no one likes it when they ask u for your opinion and u tell them what u really think…even though they begin with ..
”u know , I really want to know what u think …blah blah…”)

Ofcourse that includes me…I have recently come to understand the short term benefits of being deluded….well if not benefits...comforts atleast….Unfortunately , I suppose , We rarely ever want the truth , especially if it’s harsh ,we just want to hear what we want to hear . (profound na?...i know..i was going for that..lol..)
Well…ha! And double ha! See…now somebody actually writes a book about it…and I actually came up with quite a bit of this by my self…lol…(how clever of me..lol…) well all u women who disagreed with me…I was right…ok, yeah i know , a book is not like a scientific theory with proof and all but come on…enough no. of people have to agree with the contents of a book for it to be published…so…lol..

Anyway before I keep rambling and get off track …without further ado…let me unveil for you…six magic words that will set u free..( because as Oprah Dramatically insisted…THE TRUTH SETS U FREE…ha ha ha…and in this case…causes u heartache too…!!)

HE’S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo

The Following is an excerpt from the first chapter… and the rest of chapter one can be found here

The first chapter is written as a series of agony aunt style questions and the replies that Greg and Liz write back. Here’s the first one..


Dear Greg,
I'm so disappointed. I have this friend that I've known platonically for about ten years. He lives in a different city and recently he was in town for work, so we met for dinner. All of a sudden it felt like we were on a date. He was completely flirting with me. He even said to me, as he was checking me out, "So, what, you're working the whole 'model thing' now?" (That's flirting, right?) We both agreed that we should get together again soon. Well, Greg, I'm disappointed because it's been two weeks and he hasn't called me. Can I call him? He might be nervous about turning the friendship into romance. Can't I give him a nudge now? Isn't that what friends are for?
Jodi

Dear Friendly Girl,

Two weeks is two weeks, except when it's ten years and two weeks. That's how long ago he decided whether or not he could date a model or a girl who looks like one. Can you be a pal and give him a nudge? Sure…Nudge away, -- but watch how fast that nudge doesn't get a return phone call. And if your dinner/date did feel different to him, it's been two weeks and he's had time to think about it and decide he's just not that into you. Here's the truth: Guys don't mind messing up a friendship if it could lead to sex, whether it be a "fuck buddy" situation or a meaningful romance. Go find someone that lives in your zip code who will be rocked to the core by your deep conversation and model looks.

I hate to tell you, but that whole "I don't want to ruin the friendship" excuse is a racket. It works so well because it seems so wise. Sex could mess up a friendship. Unfortunately, in the entire history of mankind, that excuse has never ever been used by someone who actually means it. If we're really excited about someone, we can't stop ourselves -- we want more. If we're friends with someone and attracted to them, we're going to want to take it further. And please, don't tell me he's just "scared." The only thing he's scared of -- and I say this with a lot of love -- is how not attracted to you he is and how he’s going to communicate that to you.

//And here I was thinking I’d only highlight those things I thought to be very interesting and very true!!!!

Well u can read the rest of the chapter in the other post. Well as you can probably make out… I was really enthusiastic about this and ran a search online (Vishnu…I know what u’re thinking buddy…heights of joblessness!! Lol…and that I am turning into an I.V) well the results of my search were pretty interesting.
Infact , and this is much to my dismay , I found a lot of people had written blogs about this. So I spent quite a while just reading them. After a while they started getting repetitive though .

So how is mine any different… well it is’nt! Only that I’m hoping that none of you guys have read any of those other blogs so it might entertain u atleast a little. And for the guys…come on…all this stuff is true...and it is funny…if u’re not at the receiving end like us , u should be able to see it. So know that u’re secret has been revealed or rather your language has been decoded. You should be glad. Finally women might learn to take a hint. Or do u like for us to obsess about u and languish in the misery thereafter????
well just don’t get all uppity and deny that members of your sex can be well…assholes, sometimes .(I so badly wanted to avoid using that word…lol...alas, I have failed!!)

Since this post is already very long and I have been repeatedly told that my posts are too long. I’m gonna split it up into two parts. To make easier reading.

A Communist America?????

Yesterday , i learned something new, something that should not have surprised me, but did..at the very least it was amusing... The United States Of America have a communist party...

let that sink in...America and Communism...the only time, i thought , people spoke of the two in the same breath , was when they were separated by words like 'against' , 'despises' , 'ridicules' , perhaps even 'loaths' ....

so ,much to my amazement i was told they do exist..ofcourse it does not field a presidential candidate.. well definitely not this election atleast.. but like an american friend of mine said..'america ain't ready for communism...'

First of all , this is'nt to say that the people of america are'nt open to what might or might not be good for their society. (no matter how much it has been brainwashed into them that communism is the enemy) . it has nothing to do with american people. it has to do with people per se.
you can't be told for 3 whole decades or perhaps longer that communism equals russia equals the enemy and expect the common man to grasp and appreciate the greatness of the idea that is communism. (however impracticable it may be...and in my opinion utopian...btw if u are interested u should really read the CPA's idea of a socialist america...fascinating! Here)

Like many people , i am still quite ignorant about all but the very basic ideas of communism. I mean i know what they stand for , but i have no idea how it gets put into practice and how viable it might be to change a society that is so steeped in a "me , myself , money money" attitude..
how many things would change? for a while there would be chaos...but then i suppose everytime there is a change there is bound to be chaos.

So how do u convince a middle class man...that communism is what the country needs. when he has a college buddy that made it big in the dotcoms boom(ofcourse he could have so easily gone down when the bubble burst...but that's the flip side of capitalism..it can't protect against bubbles bursting...) and now drives a merc.. u appeal to his sense of social equality..u say... but social justice does not get him a merc...so why would he want it.. u're average joe maybe charitable and all...but he still wants more for himself... in quality of life (and that ,these days, is dictated to by consumerism-how much u have defines how much u're life is) .

and in my opinion it's too steeped in our psyche to change. except with something drastic. Like the way the french commoners had resigned to being second class until a revolution swept through .or the russians for that matter...(they were'nt always communist)...ofcourse revolution brings too drastic a change which like i said and history has shown us before...leads to years of chaos and a lot of suffering in the process.

But do i really think that's ever gonna happen....nope..simply because every one who is anyone , in positions of power and wealth will do everything that they possibly can to prevent it..their world would cease to exist if america turned communist...(boy..that sounds so strange...lol..) and who would turn it communist then...for all ideas must have poweful backers...or isn't that a prerequirement?? therefore, since it would not suit the purpose of those who could change it... i don't think there is any serious fear of america becoming communist...not that there would be anything to fear really...it would just be very different..but then maybe that's scary...well anyway...

So the question is ..like the communist party states in it's website...is there a peaceful way to change to what they feel would be much better for america?? i really think not...so either society will decline so much that it will be forced to change suddenly and drastically or it will just keep adjusting here and there and evolving along the presently set capitalist path..so the best bet is not to change the system entirely but to sort of build in clauses and conditions to correct as much injustice as possible....which is what we try and do i suppose with out judicial system..

In that way i think our constitution is pretty cool. It sort of seeks to establish a middle ground or so i have always understood... Although it is being manipulated to take us more and more towards complete capitalism.which in my opinion would be a mistake. A folly , we might never recover from ,even though the immidiate benefits might blind us to it's treachery. And NO ...i'm not COMMUNIST(as though that were a crime..lol)...but neither am i CAPITALIST. well maybe i lean towards the latter...which right minded person , i ask you...could object to a merc ..or for that matter a porsche..or the likes of those beauties...well anyway , ideologically i think i'm somewhere in the middle...

well anyway getting back to the CPA and this election... if the communist party seems to see it's contribution for this this election as trying to convince people not vote for George W. Bush then i say...right on!!
there is more antipathy in the world towards him than there is for anyother person right now.or maybe even ever. His own countrymen are disgusted with him.policticians apart... Musicians , Artists , Economists en masse.
and how can we forget for this is the most important , millions and millions of normal people...(lol..or not!!)

There was a poll conducted recently by The Economist , where they interviewed celebrated economists . The findings were pretty unanimous. 90% of them felt Bush's economic policies have set america back by atleast 5-6 years in terms of economic progress .and ofcourse billions and billions of dollars...and that's a fact That is some indictment!!

well if u visit the communist party's website u'll get an idea of why they don't want bush.
(Here) Personally however i don't agree with a quite a bit of their reasoning..but nevertheless a world without a trigger happy bush certainly seems ok by me..


Well enough about bush...if i really got started ...boy.. lol..then i'm sure a lot of people share my sentiments...and it's not just about IRAQ...although that's bad enough...and i'm not even american!!

So would kerry make a better president....i don't know...i've been following this quite a bit 'cos of my interest in politics in general and this being america...it's in all the papers. they do generate a lot of media coverage that's for sure...even in 'remote' india..hmm...well anyway..i think i'll write about bush and kerry another time... better stop now..have to get back to studying for my microprocessor exam which is first...so oh..wish me luck..

well till later then...sayonara

Meanderings....as usual..

Sons and lovers (D.H Lawrence ) belongs to a class of books that i began reading out of curiosity and to 'educate' myself so to speak. i guess i realised that i had'nt read any really good writing..the greats , the supposed classics. thoughts that revolutionized , ideas that shocked , that kind of thing.

so i set about to educate myself a while ago. and since i love reading i did'nt think it would be that much of a struggle. but it was...not in the way one might presume ..that is to say it was not boring and that i definitely could comprehend it's beauty ,novelty and greatness. it was a struggle however , because of the strange nature of these books. i think a lot of the 19th century and early 20th century authors wrote sordid tales of people to illustrate how insignificant, pointless , ridiculous , etc. that their lives were. it was probably their need to cry out for change..both in society and for people as induviduals

Intellectuals Wrote. Most of them in the form of novels back then probably because it would mean that more people read it..take voltaire.. often considered one of the greatest intellectuals and philosophers ...i have only read one book of his...called candide. the story in itself is quite bizarre. there is barely any story line , and if there is its nothing special , barely any plot, except enough to make the reader see what the author was trying to illustrate in a subtle manner. the language is quite good but nothing particularly remarkable .unlike shakespeare , where along with his brilliant and incisive ideas , he managed to portray it so eloquently . so what is it that makes these books so powerful. for that is the word that describes them the best

i have read about 15 books written in the late 19th and early 20th century and i found quite a few similarities. perhaps 15 is too small a no. to make a real judgement but i don't want to make one..only merely to state how fascinating it has been to find so much in common with people who have lived in different centuries... but i suppose like paul simon sang.. "after changes upon changes we are more or less the same"....

perhaps they are obvious, barely profound. but since this has been my exploration with no one to even discuss it with , all the ideas are mine entirely however valid or not.

so i found that one thing in common ...in the books that i read..was that there was a strong leaning towards emotional freedom or rather the lack of it. Women suddenly became the central characters. Adulterous Women became a favourite. that's one interesting thing too..they began to be portrayed with a little more sympathy. Women ...in all stations of life. A maid could now be a convincing central character..Absolutely fascinating... and the best thing about it was that these were books written by men.

But i suppose objectivity and detachment are requirements to be an intellectual and i'm sure men are capable of it every now and then...(lol...that's ridiculous even for a feminist...and i'm not one..so..)
. hmm...often wondered why i read these books..because usually they are pretty sad. and i mean that. none of them have a 'happily ever after' kind of ending. and i am a sucker for those..lol..(i should stick to mills and boon..lol..) well , one possible reason , is the amount of insight one gets into the nature of men and women..then i suppose..exposure to new ideas..and philosophy..like for ex. razor's edge by somerset maugham..and fountainhead..ayn rand...(although must admit tht was the most difficult for me to read..have'nt yet done...) and catcher in the rye...although that is more recent...but it has sort of the same feel...

The feel being...that i found it hard to read..'cos the books in themselves were quite intense..so u had to pay attention to every bit..not the skimming thing i do when i read pulp..plus the stories themselves are sort of emotionally draining in a weird kind of way..or atleast i found them to be so...i could only read so much at once..but i had to keep going back..it was like an addiction to something that made u depressed...(especially Of Human Bondage..which btw is a brilliant book but very depressing..)

so i kept asking myself why was reading them in the first place...was it because i wanted to be exposed to good stuff...or was it because i felt particularly intellectual when i read them...maybe.. that could be part of it i guess...although i reassure myself with the thought that if it was a need to feel intellectual when i was'nt really inclined that way..i would not be interested enough to be able to read it for i know loads of people who won't read these books if u paid them...so i'm hoping that's not it..lol..

i think the allure for me is that they give me a nice look into the character's head...and since i am very interested in how people think..what they think..why they think ..that sort of thing...so i guess the thing is they describe the human psyche in such a detailed manner...in a way that u can relate to it two centuries later...so it's the base stuff....our instincts...well i find it fascinating..

does this sound pretentious...hmm...should'nt bother with that...fuck it..lol..being pretentious is'nt just the prerogative of some people i know...lol..

anyway...weird mood..guess it's the book...well anyway will stop meandering now....till next time...sayonara

The Chronicles Of A Chronic Procrastinator..

WOE IS ME...........
How many great narratives have started with that..? well...i'm pretty sure there are quite a few..(and no..u're not allowed to disagree..lol..)
and this one ought to belong in that list..(of great narratives..) I say that with such confidence without actually having even written this as yet since i know what it takes to make a great narrative...to evoke the strongest human sympathy possible...a tear jerker..u ask? naaah..not really...but i do want u to feel sorry for me..
and i intend to succeed...so compose u'reself...u are about to ride a wave ..a slow tide that will ebb eventually but will hold u in it's grip for as long as it possible can....(don't make me beg..ok...u gotto hear me out..)

so the 'kahani' (for all of u who know even less hindi than i do...it means story...silly billies..) starts with a bright , clever, funny (etc. ) albeit horribly wronged-by-fate girl.... So we have her sitting all alone by the light of a lamp late at night..u may picture a cinderella...slightly better dressed...and minus a future prince in her destiny...(ah who knows..maybe i'll get lucky..)

haa.haa...sorry just took a couple of mins thinking about prince william..and what i'm missing down that avenue..lol..u guys!! he's yummy...still..
lol..anyway..i'm meandering...so getting back to it...our cinderella is stuck by the light of a solitary lamp for 3 whole days slaving....slaving and slaving...endlessly...(i know..u get the picture..lol..i was going for emphasis..) over some utterly futile and pointless crap that is her records and assignments for her crappy college...

now..pls don't misunderstand..i am not trashing education..or our education system(which actually is eminently 'trashable' would'nt u say??? ..anyway i'm saving that for another day..)
this is just about my college..which although it has really taught me quite a lot...only just not in the way of physics..which is what i enrolled for btw..

So...it's a week before my end semester practical exam, which is a culmination of all we are supposed to have learnt over the semester...(now what was it again...??) and we are to submit our revered records...which i have managed to keep completely clean and blank...new and shiny..lol..

hold on..i know what u're thinking..how irresponsible of cinderella...does she expect us to feel sorry for her..but the thing is...well..lol...yeah..i do expect u to feel sorry for me...'cos u know why...(and i say this in a meek , very baby voice..) ....i broke my leg and did'nt go to college for 2 months...

so i'm entitled...but the month that separated my return to my illustrious college and the sem pracs...seems to have disappeared in a haze of getting used to my old daydreaming pattern..and reaquiring skills that atrophied along with the muscles in my leg....such as passing notes without getting caught..talking on a cellphone in class...and eating chips without crunching too loudly..and other such difficult and long aquired skills...

and so i find myself one night before the absolutely last deadline (that is the day before my pracs..)..with 6 experiments of 18 not done...so i scramble..and finish writing in an exquisitely neat but completely illegible handwriting pages and pages...i do remember some graphs ..but i think i got someone else to do most of 'em...thank god for friends huh...(oh this is for u gayatri..lol..and meghs and atticus)

the familiar refrain rings through my head..."HOW DID I GET MYSELF INTO THIS???" ..."I'M NEVER GONNA LET THIS HAPPEN AGAIN"...i'm gonna do my work on time in future...never ever..i berate myself...but procrastination is in my blood...(well that's a product of laziness i know...but hey i can't admit i'm intrinsically lazy....or did i just??) so one week later....voila...i'm in the same fucking boat...the words in my head are just as above...and this time it's not as easy as records...i actually have to write something of substance...on my own....oh the agony of it...

so it's midnight...and for the last hour i've been writing this...so just wasted time..lol..comforted myself with the thought that anyway i'm too sleepy to do anything particularly productive...(does that mean this is'nt...??...lol..)
anyway...yeah..so i have postponed for tomorrow morning the painful process of cribbing from a textbook...

and i do mean painful in a physical sort of sense too...lol...try and imagine juggling a 2000 page textbook weighing in atleast middleweight category...and a laptop..i think i've tried every contortion...laptop on lap...book by one side...results in what i'd call a lateral pain in the neck....book on the otherside...sort of hoped that it would neutralise the effect...but no such luck..lol...now i have a pain in both sides of the neck...then...came up with brilliant solution...would read one line and type it not continously read and type...that did'nt work 'cos i figured my memory up and decides to desert me despite the fact it knows my neck is being a pain...i mean how much of an effort is to remember a couple of lines at one go...jeez...

so anyway...now i have to stop...'cos i just realised this has become one giant sob story...lol..well too bad..i don't have to apologize to anyone for writing this...'tis my prerogative...

lol... that's what every idiot who wastes someones time says... well i did'nt ask u to read..so..lol..or maybe i did...vishnu, meeru...u guys are obligated...too bad...lol..

ok till next time...sayonara

oh tubba...in case u read this...u're gonna hear this sob story separately..lol..the benefits(or not...) u get..lol...

Moi Debut

Oh Well.. Here Goes.. My First Blog. Momentous...? Raise u're glasses everyone...(clink clink and all that..) i've finally got around to doing something that i have long intended..(write for a possible non-exsistent audience ? ..a little voice asks..) lol..

well at any rate..if this is a success (however one might define that in terms of a blog..) then i owe it to the egging on of one Mr. Swapnil Jawkar...(as he very sweetly said...sneha...it does'nt have to make sense to anyone else...just write..) and well..if it's not...send all brickbats to sneha c/o swapnil...

oh and i have another acknowldgement..this is for you vishnu..for stealing u're idea..since my imagination was in short supply when i was asked to suggest a name for this blog...(what are friends for..) u know what i mean..i humbly beg u're pardon...fuzzy logic , although not u're creation...was introduced to me by you..so..but if u think i owe u some royalty...well..think again!!

i have no idea what this blog is going to contain...but i presume it will be a reflection of my fuzzy logic...lol..(vishnu i know u're wincing....and this has nothing to do with C.Sc or math) and whatever i feel like writing about...however interesting or not..

anyway i'm pretty sure i don't have to tell u to feel free with u're criticism...that is one thing no one is in short of ..and everyone is willing to dole out completely free and with the best of intentions... in the guise of advice...
ah well...bear with my cynicism and be kind .. we all know how much artists hate critics...lol...hey.. the comparison is not wholly undeserved...

ok maybe it is..but nevertheless...

hopefully i will settle down into some sort of style..and my writing will be atleast entertaining...if not interesting...mark the subtle(or not) difference people..

well till next time then...adios..

A Little Bit About Me

Most people that read my blog regularly know who I am, but just because I like the sound of it and 'cos I am amused by this slight veil of mystery, I still sign off as Mercury - a remnant of my geeky adolescence.

I like to think of myself as Alice in wonderland. Eternally curious, always interested in anything new. I'm fascinated by a million things - but Music, nothing stirs my soul like it does. I am quirky. My thoughts often run in circles. I like to think I have flashes of brilliance, when wonderful ideas flower like tulips in the Dutch spring but just as surely die because I haven't the sense to write them down. I am flaky and I fidget. I repeat myself. Occasionally, I show evidence of possessing a conscience. I am lazy. I need to get over it real soon. Some people find me funny. I like to think I am.

I have a huge ego. I can be contradictory. I love attention. Unfortunately, I'm very aware of it, so I end up feeling too sheepish and apologetic to really bask in it. I think I feel too strongly about everything. I can be opinionated. I find I am often right. I'm a teensy weensy bit of a snob. But I'm working on that. I want to be completely honest. I rarely manage it. I can be a complete and utter child. I sing at the top of my voice when I am alone. And sometimes when I'm not. Euphemistically put, I'm quite idiosyncratic.

I love poetry. I can't write it to save my life. But I'll never stop trying. My parents are among the most interesting people I know. I try too hard to impress people that probably don't matter. When I look back on my life, I'd like to have somehow made a contribution, however small, to the world . One day, I will write a book and start a school. For the most part, I bumble and stumble through my days. Yet somehow manage to get somewhere and that is in part why I believe in a God.

I love good food. Probably eat too much of it. One of my favourite feelings in the whole world is leaning back in my seat, with my eyes shut and feeling the plane take off. I love words. I find Gravity fascinating. Time-space, lorentz equations, twin paradox - the whole nine-yards. I talk too much. Nothing excites and boggles my mind quite like beholding Symmetry.

Sometimes I wake up in the morning thinking about a perfectly constructed sentence. I often wish I had studied language. But I'm glad I studied Science. I fantasize about being a writer. I haven't the balls to try. All in all, I'm just your average Joe who still, for reasons quite beyond the realm of probability, will cling to the belief that someday she's going to do something special.