the unwanted hiatus

Dear poochi

I can’t think. I feel like every sentence I type has no substance to it – it feels lifeless. Like words from a 5th standard history textbook or an essay read by an uneducated literate. The words that I am saying now have probably already been said. Frighteningly, all permutations of my previous sentence has already been uttered/written in different languages. Does that make this post pointless? Maybe the few that have existed across time and said these words are a very small percentage. I am probably one of the few who are aware of the fact that such an event is possible.

What if I am the centre of the universe. I am sitting on my bed, in front of my laptop, placed in such a way that I have the comfort and solitude of my room and still the speed of the wifi isn’t slowed. My house is on the top floor of an apartment in a quiet lane in a convenient centre of the city – well supplied with required resources and consumables. The city itself is the shore of a huge beach and the ports that existed previously had led to it being a trade hub, transforming it into a railway  “central” and even air way access  to touristy locations as random as Siem Reap. So where I am IS the centre of the universe. The fact that I know all this stuff makes me a carrier of the centre of the universe. Because every movement/decision I make is made after consideration of reason, transforming every step I take to be the centre of the universe.

No, I am not being narcisssdfisfo whatever. I am the core of my own universe.

I looked out of the screen for some time and my flow of thought vanished. I forgot why I started this post addressing you.

It has been a month since we wrote our last blog post.. this is sad.

I wrote letters to all my friends recently (including you) and I faced two problems – not knowing what to write in the letter. Should it have been about normal day to day activities, wouldn’t that sound boring. Also, I didn’t know any interesting facts for me to impress my opinion on you. So.. it was weird. Second, I didn’t know if writing a letter would make my friends as happy and satisfied as excited I was to post it. What if I didn’t meet their expectations.

What if these two obstacles are the hindrances to life (assuming basic food, clothing, shelter is fulfilled)

Is the spiritual problem a privileged one because I had access to education or just because I am clever?

I don’t even know why I posted this but poochi.. just post a post because you gotta post don’t postpone it




Weekends, movies and The Procrastination Productivity

I can’t write. Which is why I HAVE TO.

I am searching for a topic to think about. In fact, I am waiting for someone to ask my opinion on a certain issue so I can actually discuss it. I want them to force their wrong opinions on me so I can say HAH you are sooooo wrong hahahahaha. I’d rather run away from the reality than face the bleakness of reality. No one is clever enough to challenge me with intellectual questions except the voices in my head.

This post contains interesting life advise from a newly created adult. She started out as suddenly and beautifully as the birth of the Uruk-hai…. speaking of which, do Orcs reproduce? (Maybe it is too early in the post to discuss the blatant chauvinism in LOTR kk moving on)

  1. Sometimes playing Atari Breakout is more interesting than your real life problems
  2. If you have pressing jobs to complete, I assure you, you will end up achieving a lot more BUT that one thing
  3. Because the opportunity cost (benefit?) doing other things when you actually have to one thing increases. So just finish all those distractions however guilty you feel later. Actually you know what? No guilt. Screw it you are an adult. All your decisions are sound.
  4. Thank you god I got 9 and a half hours of sleep today thank you
  5. Sometimes you get really weird dreams. I dreamt that I slept for 7 whole days and wake up on the 8th morning thinking I was asleep for 4 hours and then realise I have missed a whole week but NO ONE missed me that was really scary be ready to be alone in this world because BAM u r adult
  6. Get ready for dreams that involve you walking alone in a monument in the middle of a desert and a monkey talking to you and asking you for a towel
  7. Binge watch movies on Italian Mafia and locking yourself in your room and pretending the GUN SHOTS ARE REAL
  8. Play counter strike.
  9. Complain about “too less time”

If you want to discuss more science-y stuff, we shall discuss Eru Iluvatar and Morgoth coming up next in “what happens in an adult brain”

Until then,


Some really sad haiku

You are the one standing pillar

In my demolished building

And I will cling on to you

Like sivaji ganesan in padayappa

I was studying maths


I saw numbers

JK I love numbers

The post-its with my life goals written on them

Started falling off in the wind

Like leaves from a deciduous tree in autumn

Life’s what you make it

So let’s make it a rock

Make me a rock

Please I want to be unlife

The tubelight was on

I wasn’t getting sleep

There was low voltage

The fan was moving slowly

I counted the blades one-two-three-one-two-three

I was trying really hard to listen

To the voices in my head

All I could hear was static

I am an inactive radio

Wish I was




Lalalalalaal. stops. Plays sad violin

I’m in existential disbelief but wouldn’t go to the extent of nihilism.

I’m dealing with it with haiku

If it was you and me

Ceteris Paribus

Life would be perfect

The gentle waves touch my feet

I turn around

A little boy pees

Listening to AC/DC on new headphones

The pounding in the head

That isn’t actually music

Sunday night

Sleeps for a minute

Monday morning

some lame extension

I spent 22 seconds on social today

Screw you, society.

Dough, the wheat – to make fine bread

Ra-in, when you think its going to rain but it doesnnttttt

Me, a person that spends time with myself

Fa, an Indian deodorant

So, I don’t know what to say

Lamps because they give out laiiiiggght

Teeth because you gotta eat

And it brings us back to – Dough – because – we – gotta –eat – sandwich


surely we live on a speck?

If you read the last post you probably figured out what this month’s theme is gonna be. No, it is not high concept verbose ramblings; that is the theme of our entire blog. Okay, let me give you some hints:

that was so a controlled demolition bro, did you see how the towers like, came down all controlled and shit?

*puts on spectacles* as you can see, the Mayan calendar precisely ends at Dec 12 2012 and obviously, the only way this can be interpreted is that earth will die due to a collision with a rogue planet with a very specific and ridiculous name. pfft what does NASA know.

yo that flag is clearly waving and where the frick are the stars

so um, hello, my name is ______ and I have been abducted by aliens. they were nice, gave me a ride back in their spaceship and everything. 

Plato was a metaphysical philosopher so of course his story of the lost city of Atlantis is historically and geographically accurate.



If you haven’t got the ‘controversial theory’ aspect of this, you’re using the internet wrong. And I clearly use too much of it.

Sarcasm aside, controversial theories do get an undeserved bad rap. Everything is bound to have a dual nature in this world; yin and yang and all that. So, it’s not unnatural for people to refute personally reasonable explanations with outlandish facts, it is in our nature to argue and investigate and in this case often come up with ridiculous claims.

Yet no matter how much they’re debunked by faceless government and corporate regimes, they never quite die down. There’s always a new theory, with topics you would never expect.

For example I could tell you right now we could be living in someone’s computer stimulated world and our fate depends on this person being benevolent enough to not pull the plug. You would scoff, rightly so, but most of the time, before the rational mind ridicules it, it would capture your imagination and play out the various scenarios and implications.

These theories are endlessly fascinating. And in some cases extremely well thought out. I’m not asking you to believe that aliens are camped out in Bermuda’s triangle randomly snatching civilians out of air crafts but in this increasingly white collar world with identical apartments and homogeneous franchises, it’s a nice change to think about the bizarre oddities and contemplate the mechanics.

In reality though, humanity is probably not diabolical enough to pull off massive conspiracies.


Redefining Dimensions

So P and I thought it was time for change. We are going to have themes for the blog every month. That is all.

So I went through a variety of topics that interests me, let me take you through them like I’m telling you a story. You wake up in the morning and prepare yourself for the day, and try to unknot your earphones.

Which reminds me of knot theory. It’s knot the theory of tying normal knots, but its some mathematical supposition of tying knots that cannot be undone. Because a circle can be morphed as it is homeomorphus because it has a different geometric concept..

I’m not going to show you a picture, because you have to visualise this. Imagine a loop that is knotted up such that you assume there is a starting point, but there is none.. Is travelling through it like going in a maze? You try to imagine the dimensions that the object has. A maze amazes me! It’s the scariest part of the dream when you try to run away from someone, you are in a familiar place that is extremely distorted, but no let’s not discuss that now.

False syllogisms. I don’t know, I just wanted to bring that word into this post somehow. What if our entire education system was based on a faulty syllogism. Does it end up becoming real? What if the real language English was something entirely different from the alphabets that we are learning right now. Probably some dude with a lot of clout decided that the words should be in a certain way and everyone just accepted what he/she said without thinking twice. And then it became popular and everyone started using it, making a lie reality.

I wish everyone reiterated that Hogwarts was real. It would make things fun knowing that such a situation was possible.

I do believe in fractals, I do, I do.

Here look at this chaotic pendulum and contemplate reality. Our life is perpetual motion and when we sleep, it’s like pulling the arrow back to shoot it again. Or we’re like this eternally flying boomerang that  was thrown in the air once and keeps twirling over and over again spinning around like “wwaaaaaooooooowaaaawoo”  reminding you that life is the Doppler effect that screams at you when things you were attached to moves away.

Everything is physics and maths. Everything you feel can be quantified.

Did that feel like 10kg  approaching  your face at 9.8m/s ?


on the brink of reality

Dear Animated Suspension

(if you’re a stickler, fine it’s suspended animation)

Contrary to what it sounds like, it’s not just science fiction. This one, unlike time travel, vortex manipulation, hyperspace jump, fifth dimension made to look like library inside black hole actually done by future humans wow humans will do anything to stay alive (whoa calm down nerd), is real and is of legitimate interest to the coolest facets of humanity: space travel and saving lives.

The physical facts of how you work is that well, physically we’re rendered incapable. It is a trance state of unreality while the body remains alive. Barely. The key neurological processes are functional, hidden, under the surface. Much like an anti virus app that runs in the background. Scary part is, the primary works and brain function is shut down. In the puritan sense of the word, we basically die to just be revived when necessary. Like frozen peas! I’m not the best at analogies…

Anyway, actual mechanics is quite disconcerting i.e. make humans replicate conditions of hibernating bears but more extreme i.e. replacing blood with cold salt water while cranial activity ceases successfully making us stuck between life and death.

Sound familiar? We are literally unconscious for several hours every day. Our bodies need almost half our lifetime to sustain the rest. The time is spent with vivid bursts of subconsciousness and doing tune-up service.

So suspended animation is just that but with zero brain activity.

The implications of this are just… okay see, with this humans can go anywhere; travel millions of light years and still live. It is a common trend to whine about how cool the future is going to be and how we may not live to see it.. but with this we could actually post pone the present.

On paper though, currently it’s for medical operations. Human trials have begun and if they succeed, then Emergency Rooms will no longer be frantic and frazzled. People might actually get to live till they’re supposed to.

Note: The official name given by medical people is Emergency Preservation and Resuscitation as Suspended Animation sounds like something that gets discussed in Comic Con.

as always, waiting for the future even if it means getting old,