And we’re in 2012...

So another one is archived to bring out later and reminisce about…all the good things and bad…to compare with the current one and, depending on the mindset at the moment, lament or rejoice.

For the last couple of years I have been feeling increasingly apathetic about New Year celebrations. Of course, I have celebrated with friends on some occasions and enjoyed it too, yet that happens only when initiated by others and my participation remains quite limited.

This year seems to indicate a pattern for the years to come. This year TH and I returned home from rehearsals for our new play at about 9:00 p.m., I made roast chicken, we enjoyed dinner with some good wine, listened to old songs, had comfortable and easy conversation and hit the sack by 12:30 a.m. I enjoyed the evening.

The next day TH and I discussed how we didn’t feel like being in bright, noisy places and were content to be by ourselves and at home too.

We think we might be getting older (and, hopefully, wiser) :)

P. S. Happy New Year to all ! Hope this year brings you much joy and peace :)

My Theories about Time

Here are my time-transcending theories about time:

I) Time-Mathematics 101 - Speed of Time : Day of Week Ratio

where 
SoT = Speed of Time
DoW = Day of the Week


The Speed of Time is inversely proportional to the Day of the Week.

Case in point: On Friday afternoon, time advances one inch per minute while on Sunday afternoon it advances one kilometre per second.

II) Time-Physics - Time transmogrifies* !

Time assumes different forms according to the Day of the Week. 


Refer to the illustrations for an in-depth understanding of this concept.

Monday 

Image Courtesy http://fattytantan.wordpress.com

Tuesday

Image Courtesy www.pinestreet.ca  

Wednesday

Image Courtesy www.smafccp.org

Thursday

Image Courtesy http://rachelcreative.wordpress.com

Friday Morning

Image Courtesy www.marktoon.co.uk

Friday Evening

Image Courtesy www.abduzeedo.com

Saturday

Image Courtesy www.animalclipart.net

Sunday Morning

Image Courtesy http://buckeyepsych.wordpress.com

Sunday Evening

Image Courtesy www.stockphotos.it

So, finally my ‘time’ has come ! With this post, I am joining the ranks of the greats who have expounded on the topic of ‘Time’. (Takes a bow, waves to the audiences, mouths ‘Thank you, thank you’)

* Refer Calvin & Hobbes

Happy Diwali to All :)

Image Courtsey: www.funonthenet.com

The office has holidays for the whole of next week and I'm off to celebrate Diwali by taking a much-desired vacation.

See you on the other side of Diwali with pictures and tales of the vacation.

Have fun you all and be safe and enjoy your Diwali :)

Revelation

Its interesting how we engage our minds in complicated things all too quickly when there could be a simpler answer !

Really, what IS the purpose of life ?

The one super-objective ? What is it ?

In our plays, we have a super-objective for each character for the timeline of the play…then for each scene…and that is the overall goal towards which you build up your character, your scene, your performance…you split it down to the tiniest fragments, feel it, understand it…then lend it meaning and appropriate emotion so that it is in tune with your super-objective…which you figure out when you read the script. Then the only struggle is to be able to get it in the correct measure…and be able to project it also. You know where to go and carving out the path is the task. Even the time available is specified.

Why do I have to figure out the super-objective for my life online…while I live ? What if I never do...or even worse, figure it out at the end when I won't be able to do anything about it ? What is the point of figuring out the super-objective after you stop doing shows of a play ? And till then, what ? Do I drift in the direction that each day, that day’s environment and the state of my mind and heart on that day take me ? Or do I make attempts to define something for myself and follow it ? And what if some thing happens to block that path ? Do I take a diversion and change paths ? Or do I keep struggling on that path trying to remove the obstacles and hoping that the struggle is for my true super-objective ? Or is all this just a myth…we are supposed to go along with whatever happens each day guided only by our quest for pursuing happiness, avoiding misery, self-preservation, and the basics – food & shelter, fear & procreation ?

Where is my script for life ?

That feeling of helplessness...

Yesterday morning I left home later than usual, to go to office. It had been raining and the roads were wet and in some places slippery due to the mud. There was a massive traffic jam…actually bumper-to-bumper as they say. Due to the rains the vehicles were driving very slowly. Mercifully people’s tempers were quite calm and there was no honking or desperation to get ahead.

Suddenly I heard and ambulance siren in a distance. Usually whenever I hear an ambulance siren I get a little worried. The first thought that comes to my mind is ‘what are the people accompanying the patient, usually close relatives, going through at this moment?’. I make sure that I get out of the way as soon as possible and I have observed that so do all others on the road.

Today, however, when I heard the siren, I felt a lot more disturbed because I was acutely aware of the traffic jam. Very slowly the siren came closer and closer. I had already moved to the side of the road. Other vehicles too were trying to do the same. But, the traffic was really so packed that it was virtually impossible to make way. My anxiety started spiralling by the minute.

Now the ambulance was driving about 10 feet away, parallel to my motorcycle. At this point the traffic simply stopped moving…it was impossible to move. The ambulance started sounding an additional siren as well. I could see that people were trying to move away but couldn’t as there was no space at all. The two loud sirens made it amply clear how important it was for the ambulance to advance as quickly as possible. The road that we were on had no lanes or by-lanes through which the ambulance driver could take a detour.

At this point of time tears started streaming down my cheeks. I felt so helpless ! Those 5 minutes till the ambulance finally got a clear path to advance seemed like the longest 5 minutes ever to me. The strange thing is that I couldn't stop crying for a good 10 minutes after that.

Yesterday was one of those situations when things just aren't going right and it is nobody's fault really. You have no answers. It made me feel so helpless and frustrated !

‘Geographically challenged’

I laughed my guts out while reading this.

Then I had another bout of laughter thinking of all the incidents that happen with me.

For a long time now I have known that I am, what I like to call, ‘geographically challenged’ :)

Situation 1 - If I go inside a building (happens mostly with residential buildings), then after I exit the lift (elevator) or come down the stairs, I cannot quickly locate the gate !

Situation 2 - If I am inside a building, I will routinely point in wrong directions to indicate places outside the building.

Situation 3 - I am presently at office. I have come here from home. Now I have to go to some place where I have always gone from home and never from office. What do I do ? I go home first and from there I go to that place. It doesn’t matter if it is a longer distance or takes more time. I have to do this, because simply have no mechanism to re-align my mental map to my present location !

Situation 4 - Another thing is that if I have come to your place in day time, I cannot find my way (even if I follow the exact same route) at night time. As it is it will take me at least two to three trips to a place to memorize the route. ONE route. (Refer to Situation 3 above) So, twice or thrice in light, twice or thrice at night, and then finally ONE route to a certain place will get fixed in my mind.

But there is a paradox…and it is HUGE !

Here’s the strangest thing – If I give anybody directions to any place, they can’t get lost even if they try. Really. Anybody who knows me will vouch for this. In fact I regularly receive compliments for this.

So my surmise is that nobody gives precise and detailed directions as I do. If anybody could match my direction-giving skills, I wouldn’t be geographically challenged ;)