My voice.
Everyone has something to say. So do I. But then who want's to listen. That's the trick.
We are surrounded by world of characters. I want to talk about one of them: Rude waiters. I don't why but I seem to encounter them often. Often enough to make me lose it, the temper I mean. I wonder why can't they do the job they are paid for ? When I think of the way I do my job, I feel I'm doing the same.
I don't work. I get paid well. I just don't work. I just push through the entire day, everyday, the same way. It's easy once you learn the tricks of the trade.
Going to lunch with colleagues became a habit for me, a natural thing to do, even if I'm hungry or not. I have lunch at the same time of the day, every day. I have the food with the same people. To get around the monotony, I've invented what I call the least-recently-eaten food. Yes, I just choose something available that I haven't eaten lately or that i have eaten least recently, hence the name. That may be one which I don't happen to like but according to the rule I have to eat it as it is eatable and as it is supposed to make me less bored.
This whole least recently thing actually works. But the work, it doesn't work out that way. I just cant do the least recently done work. I have to do the same work all the time. I can't get creative here. I think i can. i mean i try to:
I browse the net during office hours. I don't even have a website in mind. Pathetic.
I notice the girls at my workplace. It's not always a pleasing sight . The place is full of rotund creatures, bodies covered with layers of fat deposits mostly to the sedentary working conditions.
Very few catch my attention and they are the ones who give me no attention. That's life isn't it: you get what you don't want. you want what you don't get.
"My pathetic love story" is what I wanted to call my first book (if it ever came out). It is so pathetic, not the book, the story.
I used to like love stories. Now I hate them.
I feel love stories are over rated. But so are emotions.
Why are people not loved back sometimes. Where is the newtons law in these cases? Why didn't my action have an opposite reaction, forget about it being equal. Isn't this energy lost. Energy supposedly cant be lost, it can only be transformed, isn't it Mister Newton. Now where has my love energy gone ?
The heat and passion that my heart has generated. It can't be gone somewhere just like that. It didnt come back for sure. so now where was it gone. Is love the only situation where your laws dont hold good? Is this the biggest discovery I've made unwittingly.
fu** newton's laws.
The world is a miserable place without love. Love redeems all pain. Loved are the ones who are blessed. Bull Shit. They are the ones who are pissed, fu**ed up, lost, out of their mind. The biggest time wasters to ever walk this planet.
Love is just an emotion, a clever one though, one invented by god to make man irrational. Love is the only instance where man forgoes his intellect and gets blinded by faith.
Maybe love is a precursor to sex. I mean just an emotion which evolved for reproduction's sake. Yeah sex can happen without any emotion or sensation behind, like a job, like exercise, an activity which people do unwillingly. What if there was no sensation of pleasure during an orgasm/climax, sperm comes out and babies are born, I wonder who would want to have sex then. It should have been just plain science. For the sake of giving birth to people. We just think carefully and have sex.
I keep hearing sh** like don't expect to be loved back. You have to just love selflessly. Any return is a bonus. Guess what, this is all BS. You lunatics are all hypnotized, made to believe this mumbo jumbo sh**.
The media, the movies, wow the movies! how they portray true love. As if there are other kinds of love, one of them being the true one. I like the one that's sick. Yeah sick love. Haven't heard of it before? You are sick those who are in love. It's a disease. The trap you all miserable losers fall into, willingly.
You have to learn from your mistakes.
Probably 'coz we are humane and its in our very right to err , we do it all the time. We repeatedly fall in love and fall out of it, and then back in again.
Ok, I shut up. I think it is time.
Everyone has something to say. So do I. But then who want's to listen. That's the trick.
We are surrounded by world of characters. I want to talk about one of them: Rude waiters. I don't why but I seem to encounter them often. Often enough to make me lose it, the temper I mean. I wonder why can't they do the job they are paid for ? When I think of the way I do my job, I feel I'm doing the same.
I don't work. I get paid well. I just don't work. I just push through the entire day, everyday, the same way. It's easy once you learn the tricks of the trade.
Going to lunch with colleagues became a habit for me, a natural thing to do, even if I'm hungry or not. I have lunch at the same time of the day, every day. I have the food with the same people. To get around the monotony, I've invented what I call the least-recently-eaten food. Yes, I just choose something available that I haven't eaten lately or that i have eaten least recently, hence the name. That may be one which I don't happen to like but according to the rule I have to eat it as it is eatable and as it is supposed to make me less bored.
This whole least recently thing actually works. But the work, it doesn't work out that way. I just cant do the least recently done work. I have to do the same work all the time. I can't get creative here. I think i can. i mean i try to:
I browse the net during office hours. I don't even have a website in mind. Pathetic.
I notice the girls at my workplace. It's not always a pleasing sight . The place is full of rotund creatures, bodies covered with layers of fat deposits mostly to the sedentary working conditions.
Very few catch my attention and they are the ones who give me no attention. That's life isn't it: you get what you don't want. you want what you don't get.
"My pathetic love story" is what I wanted to call my first book (if it ever came out). It is so pathetic, not the book, the story.
I used to like love stories. Now I hate them.
I feel love stories are over rated. But so are emotions.
Why are people not loved back sometimes. Where is the newtons law in these cases? Why didn't my action have an opposite reaction, forget about it being equal. Isn't this energy lost. Energy supposedly cant be lost, it can only be transformed, isn't it Mister Newton. Now where has my love energy gone ?
The heat and passion that my heart has generated. It can't be gone somewhere just like that. It didnt come back for sure. so now where was it gone. Is love the only situation where your laws dont hold good? Is this the biggest discovery I've made unwittingly.
fu** newton's laws.
The world is a miserable place without love. Love redeems all pain. Loved are the ones who are blessed. Bull Shit. They are the ones who are pissed, fu**ed up, lost, out of their mind. The biggest time wasters to ever walk this planet.
Love is just an emotion, a clever one though, one invented by god to make man irrational. Love is the only instance where man forgoes his intellect and gets blinded by faith.
Maybe love is a precursor to sex. I mean just an emotion which evolved for reproduction's sake. Yeah sex can happen without any emotion or sensation behind, like a job, like exercise, an activity which people do unwillingly. What if there was no sensation of pleasure during an orgasm/climax, sperm comes out and babies are born, I wonder who would want to have sex then. It should have been just plain science. For the sake of giving birth to people. We just think carefully and have sex.
I keep hearing sh** like don't expect to be loved back. You have to just love selflessly. Any return is a bonus. Guess what, this is all BS. You lunatics are all hypnotized, made to believe this mumbo jumbo sh**.
The media, the movies, wow the movies! how they portray true love. As if there are other kinds of love, one of them being the true one. I like the one that's sick. Yeah sick love. Haven't heard of it before? You are sick those who are in love. It's a disease. The trap you all miserable losers fall into, willingly.
You have to learn from your mistakes.
Probably 'coz we are humane and its in our very right to err , we do it all the time. We repeatedly fall in love and fall out of it, and then back in again.
Ok, I shut up. I think it is time.
