Monthly Archives: March 2012

Status Quo or Change Quotient. Take your pick.

Same old stuff or something new? Everyday routine or something refreshing? Your regular or chef’s special? Most of the people prefer the ‘usual’ usually. Because it’s an easy option or a no-brainer. But what’s ironic is that we complain that are lives are not exciting enough.

Well, one possible reason is that we are too stuck with the ‘tried and tested’. Just because you take black coffee with no sugar doesn’t mean one day you can’t opt for mango slush instead, and have a blueberry cheesecake along with it. Just to shake things up. Yes, you are not going to win a lottery everyday, your life’s not going to change drastically in a jiffy, but just doing something that’s ‘not you’ might make you feel happy and excited. One day just take a different route to your office or a different medium of transport, or just take an off for no reason (I hope my boss doesn’t read this), or just say hi to your office janitor whom you usually ignore everyday. You’ll feel something different and most probably something nice about yourself.

We give way too much importance to our everyday lives, we become a black coffee with no sugar person, we become a subway person, we become  accounts department-fourth floor-8th cubicle from the right person, we become a person who just wants to finish the day’s work to go home to live our everyday lives.

They say familiarity breeds contempt. We become so familiar, so used to being us that we stop respecting ourselves, we forget that we can be a lot more. We forget that we can surprise ourselves. We make our status quo our modus vivendi, our lifestyle, an integral part of our personality. But the irony is that no matter how much you love being the daily you, life will change you, right from your hairline to your waist line, your opinions, your relationships, your dreams, your expectations, everything.

Having a Change Quotient, however, helps better. Not just embrace change, look forward to it, enjoy it, be ready for it, be excited about it. Yes, new things are a little scary, but that doesn’t mean they are not worth trying. Yes, you might fail but life is not a Mortal Combat game where you can achieve flawless victory in every encounter. And if there is one saying that has stood the test of time is “change is the biggest constant”. So, isn’t it pretty simple? Wanna find happiness in this ever-changing world, develop a Change Quotient.

How do you do it?

  • By letting yourself go, stop being a control freak, stop trying too hard
  • Stop cribbing,  smile instead
  • Tell your self if old is gold, new is not bad either
  • By believing that heaven is not going to fall if you try to change a few things
  • Experiment, a lot
  • Discard the fear of failure, most of the times it’s stupid and unproductive
  • Get rid of those inner demons like apprehensions, presumptions, prejudice, cowardice, and believes like “I cannot do this”
  • Ask me or some other pseudo shrink for further details 🙂
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Dear Tears, please don’t have a mind of your own.

You are supposed to listen to me. I create you. I drink gallons of water everyday so my eyes stay liquidated. That’s your job, not overflowing. Especially not in front of people. Please don’t do it. It’s my humble request.

I’ve trained my mind to smile in tough situations. I like to think of myself as an expert of reverse psychology. Please don’t come out uninvited and prove that I’m just like any other emotional fool. Please be obedient and listen to me.

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Can two negatives make a positive? Only in the math class. Only.


Or maybe even in blood group compatibility, but in life, it seems pretty impossible. (Oh oh, can’t really use this word as every optimist keeps that “the word impossible itself says i m possible” crap etched on their tongue). The problem with this quote is that it works only for optimists!

Certain things are pretty clear in my head about this ‘glass half full half empty’ notion. Like the ones who like to see the sunny side up are the ones who generate energy, they are the ones you look up to in times of trouble, they usually win, and if they are really determined the lose untill they win. And most importantly those sulky petty-minded grumpy people who like to crib about anything and everything under the sun also admire them (but the irony is they are too negative to admit it).

Now let’s talk about negative people.

Nah! Who cares about them? Bloody energy suckers. They are invisible and they don’t matter anyways.

I think I am an eternal optimist. Sometimes even an incorrigible optimist. But still, it’s better than being an eternal cribber with no other motive in life than just finding faults in people, surroundings and their negative miserable lives.

So be an optimist. Cause we are better and we are able to smile a lot. And we win a lot. Even if we don’t we make a beautiful story out of it, with a moral of course. Cause it’s more meaningful and graceful to have hope in your heart than to just cry over spilled milk. Here’s how I did it:

  • Just remember – ‘Shit Happens’. But you can always flush it, can’t you?
  • Take it easy! Cause heaven is not going to fall that easily if you screw up.
  • SMILE. Cause that empowers you to look ahead.
  • Make your vocabulary positive. Pinch yourself every time you use the words ‘can’t’ or ‘impossible’ or ‘too tough’ or ‘I suck’.
  • Laugh everyday. Read a joke everyday.
  • Let it go. Just get rid of those painful memories that are the very vital foundation of your pessimism.
  • Ask yourself “What am I scared of so much?”
  • Stop overthinking.
  • Just do it. Cause the greatest tagline of all time wasn’t written by a pessimist.
  • Laugh at yourself. People do it anyway behind your back. And to me it seems like a good idea to join them.
  • Just be grateful in life.
  • Lose the company of negative thoughts and people. They don’t add any value.
  • Use smilies in your text and status updates.

In the end just remember it’s all about being happy. And for an optimist being happy is much easier any day.

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two whack jobs trying to make sense out of life. together.

yes that’s what we are. two incomplete, imperfect, insane people lost in this world wondering where we belong. arguing on insignificant issues, fighting for stupid things then forgiving each other for some unknown, incomprehensible reason. the world takes great pleasure in telling us that we are wrong but we both know we are trying our best to make things right. my words hit you hard yet you don’t listen, your expressions say it all yet I choose to ignore them. we want our space, we get it, and then we think about each other. i tried to erase your memory too often and found you in my favourite songs, in movie scenes, in my books. i don’t want to look at you sometimes and yet i miss you when i don’t find you around.

people might think we are happy cause we are laughing, but we know we are laughing cause we’ve been shouting our lungs out, and while doing it we cracked ourselves up. masks are many and i wear them too often but in front of you i unleash my true self – good, bad, ugly, and always insane. you don’t trust me i don’t trust you. and why should we? we both know how unpredictable we are. how stupid we are. how big emotional fools we are. how confused we are. how supremely short tempered we are. how menacingly destructive we are. how big ‘overthinkers’ we are. we both know how much we can hurt each other, and we both realise that everyday our ability to ‘hurt the other person’ keeps increasing.

hours fly like minutes in our crack-pot world. when we start talking people around us take a trip to the oblivion land. sometimes when we run out of words that crazy hypnotising eye contact of ours takes over. we never run out of issues. always got something to talk. we finish each others sentences and sometimes finish each others food. sometimes i act like a girl and you act like a dude. chaos is what we want to avoid but it’ll find us anyway. separation seems to be the favourable outcome but our differences bring us closer everyday. i don’t know when to stop you don’t know when to let go. everyday we stop ourselves a lot and then we just let things go with the flow.

(don’t know why suddenly everything is rhyming) let’s do each other a favour. let’s not think. we both are nuts. we both need to see a shrink. i am happy that i am not alone in this god forsaken world where everything is about making sense. i know i have someone with whom i can always fight and later mend the fence. loving you was not a mistake it was something natural. real, surreal, concrete is what we have, we have something actual.

i am angry i am pissed and i can go on and on. i want to fight with you and i don’t want to move on. and i know when you’ll smile i’ll forget everything i said. and this crazy little journey will continue till the time one of us is dead.

(thank you my dearest whack job in the world for making my life hell. without you it was too happy, boring and swell. no seriously.)

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The Mighty SMILEacus

Meet the warrior of the 21st century. A slave of the mighty corporate empire. A gladiator who fights against the odds everyday; the ones that are referred as deadlines in the modern times. Challenges are big in front of him, always. And they are better armed, always. His Colosseum is just a 4×4 ft cubicle. And his boss gives him a thumbs up or thumbs down from his cabin. He doesn’t lives for anyone’s approval, but for his survival he needs it. People around him boo him when he underperforms and cheer for him when he pushes himself hard, but the truth is they don’t really care about him. He is just a mere source of entertainment to them. Who knew that gladiators would one day play a role of a jester. A really wild, violent and bleeding joker.

His only weapon, his only chance of survival, his only shot at glory is his SMILE. He smiles when he feels weak or alone or defeated or hurt. He thinks of freedom, he smiles. He thinks of his family, he smiles. He dreams, he smiles. Smiling for him is not just a way to stay optimistic but a way to live life, a strategy to survive the big blows that he gets in this everyday bleeding battle called life.

(The figure actually depicts a Spartan helmet and not a Gladiator helmet. I chose it since it was easy to draw!)


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But why Superman? Why not a tribal design or a skull or something like a skull with flames…?

This Superman tattoo (or the S-shield tattoo as my dear fellow nerds would say) that you can see on my neck was my twenty fifth birthday present to myself. And yes, it’s real. And yes, it hurts when you get a tattoo done. And yes, it’s gonna stay there forever because it’s real. Phew… now I have answered the most Frequently Asked Questions I have been getting since I’ve got myself inked.

Now I’ll try to answer a few more evolved questions. Some have been asked, and some, I am sure will be asked in the times to come.

  1. Why not Batman?
    Hmm… I more of a morning person, and unfortunately, not a billionaire. I operate alone and I hate sidekicks that wear hideous costumes of red, yellow and green. And I consider being a superhero is always better than being a vigilante. And again, I really, really like to sleep at nights.
  2. Why not go for some cool tribal art design?
    I like to see myself as a sophisticated, urban, not-into-voodoo kind of a guy. That’s why.
  3. Why not have a pierced heart (where a dagger goes through a heart and something like True Love is written…)?
    Why have it in ink when you already have one inside?
  4. What about Dragons?
    Flame throwing dragons…they remind me of an incident when I hogged on hot Mexican food and had severe gastric trouble. My burp was lethal enough to kill a full cavalry of nights…so…NO.
  5. Pinup girls are sexy…aren’t they?
    They indeed are my friend. They are indeed. But there are a lot of “if onlys” involved (if you know what I mean).
  6. Hey, you should go for spiders and bugs…those creepy crawly thingies…
    Maybe, but I am too scared of being targeted with fly swatters, rolled-up newspapers and other home-stuff that turns into bug squashers.
  7. And most importantly…Why Superman?
    Superman flies; he flies high. He’s free. He’s strong and he never gives up. He’s the original superhero. He lives for the people. He’s a people friendly superhero, he smiles and they wave back at him. Whenever there’s trouble he’s ready, all he has to do is take his shirt off. He’s different, he doesn’t belong with the earthlings yet he keeps serving them without asking for anything. And despite of all the differences he’s just like us. He needs his space, thus, the Fortress of Solitude, and he has his weaknesses in Kryptonite. Yet he always finds his way. He’s an optimist. And he wears spectacles when he’s Clark Kent, and incidentally I have a similar frame. Last but not the least Superman and I, both have the same first initial. 😛

There’s a superhero in all of us. We all were born to achieve greatness in our own ways. We fight the bad guys, sometimes they are out sometimes they lie within. We all face challenges on a daily basis. We all want to be free, we all want to fly. This ridiculously gutsy tattoo (as one of my dearest friends once called it) reminds me of what all I can be. It tells me to stay strong no matter what comes your way. It is a reminder to myself that I am meant for special things in life and giving up is not an option.

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I’m like an open (face)book


Dear Mr. Zuckerberg,

I’m astonished that they still haven’t given you the Nobel Prize. You have brought together millions of people around the world. If that doesn’t shouts / yells / speaks – “Peace” then I don’t know what does?

Yes, some managers / supervisors / bosses / anti-social elements would blame you for cutting down on their organization’s productivity / man-hours / office time and what not, but I have my reasons to thank you… 

And here they are:

  • I’m an introvert person. And some say a little complicated. It’s not like I don’t have friends, but it’s more like I can’t open up to everyone. I take my own sweet time to call someone my friend. One big reason is because it’s tough to really know people, the real side. But with FB it’s easy to become friends with people. It’s almost like real friendship minus the intensity, pressure scope of getting hurt.
  • Through my witty status updates atleast I know people ‘LIKE’ me.
  • No matter how many times I update my profile picture nobody calls me a narcissist.
  • I can portray myself better, atleast in the virtual world, I can come close to my ideal self.
  • Some would say it’s a great medium to stay in touch with old friends, lost acquaintances, ex-colleagues and the people you never wanted to stay in touch with in the first place; but for me it has been a medium to connect to myself better. Coz in order to have an interesting profile there’s only one way – to actually be and stay interesting.
  • Thanks to the timeline option, I can see myself growing and evolving.