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am growing it again

Posted in the diary by ohiorat on April 1, 2007
The Renegade says “The life span of a resolution would generally be something from a day to 3 months. For a few they have resolutions which extends for a longer time like 4 months or more. Never had anyone taken these resolutions seriously as they know that the person who swears on a resolution had every intention of breaking it.

There may be a few whose purpose of making a resolutions is to just assert their dislikes. For all those people who say that they will avoid eating some kind of food for one year. The last time they ate it would be around 2 years ago. that too on their graduation party, where they are supposed to grab and eat anything that comes their way. They then assume that eating a particular dish was the main reason for the upset stomach, where as gluttony was the real cause. This year there will be sudden impulse to have a new year resolution and they will revel in having a resolution somewhat like they will never have that dish which they had last to last year(and caused me to have a upset stomach). I hardly consider these people.

Now there are some people who are too stern on resolutions that every occasions is a moment for them to practice their right to swear out ‘I will always….’ or ‘I will never ever…. ‘. But there occasions are too much for them to remember what their respective resolutions for a respective day was. Also the chances that their resolutions contradict each other at more than one occasion. Just to point out if you decide on having a beard for a year on the start of January First and later on the start of the fiscal year you decide to shave daily for that fiscal year. You are contradicting on your previous resolution.I pity them. But they are at least putting an effort.”

He is devouring a D.B.C.(Death By Chocolate).We have similar taste. Finishing off the dregs of vanilla he speaks again “There is another kind of people whose main inspiration for resolution is some one/some thing. A movie would be enough for them have a resolution charted out. They will try hard to keep to their resolution, but then they are frequent movie goers and they will keep on taking resolutions only to forget about them when they are seeing the next movie.i sort of respect this kind. They live in the world of their own and hardly disturb the people around. They will be running for a week, then going to gym for another, then skip coffee for a week or even crazier stuff. These people rarely use the word resolution. for they never know that what they are doing will appears to be a constant attempt to stick to a resolution. You ask them about what their resolution is and they will give a blank face.

Now there is another class of people who are very particular about the resolutions they take. For them a resolution is born not on the day they proclaim it to be born. Its normally on the end of the term when they look back and see that they haven’t done so and so and done so and so. Then they will note down everything then pick the coolest from them. They will go even to the distance of talking about it or even blogging about it. These people are smart. But i hate them.

There are a few who aren’t bothered by all the bull about resolutions. They will do what they want. But they when asked for a reason about something related to their change in appearance they will normally say that it is part of their resolution they made up the other day. They for sure know that people in general have short memory. I respect these people.”

He seems to have drained of words. He asks me ” What happened your long hair man ? any resolution? “
I reply with a smile ” Yes,New year one.”
He questions “i suppose you are growing it again,right”
He wasn’t surprised at all to get a yes from me.

PS :3 months before i took a resolution of looking as ugly as possible without any aid. I was successful to a small extend i should say. For every time i look into the mirror i see a face which was something very close to scaring me until yesterday i decided to decide on which all resolutions to keep and which all to discard. I had to take the sincere advice of close friend of mine. He agreed to discuss it over some desserts.

The Great Valentines after 1983

Posted in the diary by ohiorat on February 21, 2007
Love was in the air last week. Last week had Feb 14, the day when a Saint was hanged for not adhering to the King’s laws. Sad events of history are remembered (and celebrated too) with more enthusiasm. No complaints here. When the lovers in the world were making memories to cherish in the times to come, there was some one sitting in his office thinking about the futility of all these and many more. (It was me. Pardon me for dragging the whole thing this long. Over-Dramatization is one of latest obsessions I suffer from. I pray I never spend time thinking and even if I do not on the futility of the above said.) . I was thinking of the people I know and their experiences. (This might include both real as well as fictional characters.)

Jimmy Valentine: Jimmy Valentine comes right up there in my list of all time unsuccessful lovers. Don’t know if my assumption in that case was right, as there wasn’t a valid statement from O. Henry to prove me wrong. Jimmy had everything he could dream of, a new name which sounds like Ralph Spenser, a successful life as a businessman (even if the older job was a cool one. Gave some people a profession to work on.), and the respect of the people around him as well as the love of his life. (Lucky chap, I would say at that point.). But Jimmy’s life was written by someone else (one who likes surprises). A mishap somehow-Jimmy’s old job to rescue-Jimmy’s self imposed departure. (Not to forget Ben Price). What happened with Jimmy after that is unknown. But Jimmy’s life was a perfect example of how a good deed would result in a bad opinion about a person. As for me, you are the real Valentine, Jimmy. Let the priest rest in peace.

Hamlet, the prince of Denmark: Finding happiness in everything is a tough ask. More tough is asking to be sad always. My next superhuman achieved the latter with a lot of accuracy. To have some one to love him and he having no time to love would seem funny. But Hamlet is busy asking questions like “to be or not to be” (people got so inspired that B2B was born. Uh!). When he said “man delights me not” what did he mean? And what made him add to it “neither does woman”. What does he want to convey? Later he speaks of he loving Ophelia but still despises her for his own reasons. (I wish I never read that play.). He ends his role very well but spitting out blood and some words which comes to “The rest is silence” (By that time I wanted both rest and silence.) .Good for him. But he is one of his kinds. Shakespeare put Ophelia here to just show how versatile Hamlet is. (No more Shakespeare talk from here on.)

Spiderman: This is one guy you will feel bad for. Life was normal for the young Peter Parker till one day he gets bit by a spider of a different kind and the next day he is this guy who doesn’t have to wear his pair of specs anymore. (Uh! now that freaks me out as I spend money every year buying specs and this guy gets eyesight just by a spider bite. I thought people die when a spider bites.). Gifted with extraordinary powers like jumping around, making his own room dirty with webs, Parker is now the “human spider” as he himself proclaims (eight legged freak would have been better). He has to choose between his duty and his love where he chooses the former for reasons which all are aware of. Spiderman is one whom many (I for sure) can connect with. He is so confused about many a things. (Thanks God I am not the only one.) .He loves Mary Jane but duty prevents him from having a successful Valentine day outing. (It is refreshing that people don’t have to work 24×7)

To conclude the above list of not so successful people i would like to mention a guy whose moment came when he was talking about mathematics to the girl he silently admired. He even used to see to it that he corrects the answer paper of that girl and he used to give the right answers by the side for her benefit. Luckily for the girl,she got into a different college. Then there is this guy’s friend whose greatest achievement was that he successfully obtained the autograph of the girl he admired. No he didn’t go straight to that female. He asked one friend of his to get it for him.(wonderful isn’t it ?)

As for the latter two characters they are still living with lots of hope. Yes Hope is a beautiful word, refreshing one as well.

The Renegade Lives on…

Posted in the diary by ohiorat on January 20, 2007

Being a renegade isn’t a bad thing unless you don’t have a substantial reason to regret being so later in your life. Being one also explains that you not having to explain to anyone why you were one at the first place. It’s very easy way out if u are a renegade. You never need to abide by rules some else puts; on the contrary you set your own rules. So being a renegade is actually cool. You have no one to question your authority, even if there are some; you just needn’t give a damn. But the tough part is to be one. This is about one friend of mine who wanted to be one and nearly succeeded.

When he was a kid he wanted to be different from others. He had all the natural aids to be so as well. He was the sole left hander in the whole block consisting of 20 kids. He would have cherished if his parents hadn’t made him practice writing with his right hand making him a “rightie” for life. I could sense the loss he had when teachers used to give special consideration for the leftie in the block. That guy would always get the seat at the edge of the desk. He tried wining the seat back but in vain. It was too late already. His left hand was a renegade by then.

My friend was good in economics and he wanted to pursue a career on it. That’s what I could guess from what he said. Even his scores suggested the same until for one time. It was the time when were writing the economics public exam paper. He couldn’t rise to the set expectations and the axe fell on his ambition of being the next Adam Smith (Adam smith could be an exaggeration, but he had stuff for sure.).

Much wasn’t known about this guy’s life for nearly 2 years until I came to know that he had the option selecting between two best colleges of his state. (I still couldn’t make out why he didn’t try to venture out).He wanted to be in a college but when he took a seat in the other one, he decided about his future. That came to he waking late for the first day of counseling of the college he wanted to be. I don’t know why he did that. But by then I could figure out that he was an outlaw in the making.

College wasn’t a smash hit either. Expectations were very high and my friend perished and started wasting his time on meaningless pursuits. (May be he never thought so or he never thought). He led a life so careless. (He would skip a week full of classes at college. He would go to 8am classes at 7am on few days.) Some of his college friends tried advising him. He never considered their suggestions. (He couldn’t make out why people cared about his existence.) He had his group of friends who gave him an impression that people are afraid to talk to him. The reason given: his unpredictability in reacting to situations. I could see his happiness though he never smiled. Finally something ignited the sense of pride in that mind of his. He got into something really good.

He would be somewhere in a soft ware firm talking with exceptions and battling with null pointers. May be he would be sitting at his home playing a game of cards with his roomies. May be he would just be sleeping at some cool place. I can say that much. I cannot predict what his mindset would be now. But one thing is for sure. The renegade in him is hard to kill.

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