A little less conversation …

More often than not, I find myself debating on this topic while strolling back from Cheddis, the student friendly (??) 24-hour food joint (??) at our apna KGP.

Ever observed the change in our lingo when we move out from KGP to civilization. Suddenly we find ourselves short of words. God bless the KGP way of life.

Anything irritating, unpleasant, boring, frustrating, bad, uninteresting, is frusst. No hassles. The degree is conveyed to the listener by the number of s’s in frusst. To the outside world, frusst and frussssst might me the same. But not to our trained ears, which have been tuned for all the different types of frusst’s during all these years.

The same argument holds for kuchh. The difference of meanings is conveyed by the chh’s in kuchh. “Kucchhhh khaana hai” is totally different from “kuchh khaana hai yeh kya ?”. The former being said after a wholesome meal at Billoo’s and the latter being involuntarily said after one look at mess food.

Great is also the way all human qualities can be resolved in just a few groups. One of them being a God (the amount of godness depending on the length of preceding kuchh eg. “kucchhhh god hai yaar”.) or a Stud, the race inferior to gods. (And yes. Even the chicks so wrongly call themselves Studs while I so cleverly know that it should be Studette ).

Binary is the way to go about everything. State of person – in load or in peace. Similarly with time. Its either loaded time or peaceful time. Similarly with life. “Peace maar na” or “load hai yaar”. Anything and everything can be only twofold. Peace or Load.

And thats about it. All the vocabulary one needs in life. Minimalism at its best. The way to live.

On a more serious note, I have so much hard time when I can no longer use words like subset, exponential, hashing and whole lots of others. Imagine you are having food at a restaurant. Wouldn’t it be so much easier to just say “My order is a superset of your order” rather than having to say “Whatever you have ordered is already there in my order”. Or imagine you are at a store. “Its price has been increasing exponentially” is so much simpler than “this week’s increase in price is more than last week’s and the trend will continue till infinite time”.

But change, no matter to which side of the origin, is always good. And I am enjoying it.

Persuit of Happyness …

Someone very innocently asked me once, “what is your concept of happyness ?”. And I was left fumbling for words.

Hardwork pays bigtime and it feels good, and may lightning strike anyone who denies that. But then we re-invest our earnings. Put our past experiences and knowledge to use. Work even harder. It pays even more. And does it feel good. Hell yeah. Even better. We feel on top of the world.

But then there comes a time. A very dark and awful time. And we think what exactly is our “concept of happyness”. And we think. And we stop. And we look back.

And we realize its all a dream we have been feeding our heads. Confining our brain in “the Matrix”. And who else, but We, are “Agent Smith”. Creating the Matrix for our heads. Redefining happyness for our own good. Fooling our heads. Making it work for us. Luring it further into the oblivion.

But who the hell says its wrong. Why does Smith always get to be the bad guy ?? It has worked all this time. We fooled our heads, lured it to work hard and it has paid. Whats the catch ??

The catch is this. We control Smith. And we don’t let Smith know that. We fool Smith into allowing us into fooling us.

Don’t let Smith take full control of your head. Don’t forget your “Real concept of happyness” from the one you have let Smith fool yourself into.

Don’t let the feeling of climbing a mountian sink too deep into the oblivion. Or talking your heart out to your loved ones in cold winter nights. Or shouting out your best song with your best friends.

That’s the catch. And then when you realize it, the dark clouds give way. The dark and awful time passes away and we find ourself in “the Architect’s Room”. The Architect of the Matrix. And we face the choice. In Architect’s words “Take the left door and go back into the oblivion. And I will see you when the next anomaly arises. Or take the the right door. And you shall find the “Real concept of happyness”.

And there comes a time when we take the right door.

My first post, ever !!!

Yes. Believe it or not, in this world where anything that has two legs but no wings has a blog of their own, this creature still doesn’t blog. Not till the last half an hour. And now I evolve, and lay my first step in the BlogoSphere. And hope that these footprints get washed down by thousands of other footprints in this sand.