The Mind #2

Palak Paneer.

Mangoes(home-grown Alphonso from a 40 year old tree).

Homemade chocolates

• Marshmallow-stuffed.
• Rice-crispies coated.
• Mint-centred.
• Fudge(microwaved for 5-8 seconds at 100%).
• Dark with hazelnut.
  

Halwa

• frozen and thawed till it's just right(it doesn't get rock hard)
• microwaved for 12 seconds at 100%
  

Minute Maid(fresh out of the fridge)

The Mind

Poker.
Eloisa to Abelard.
Iris.
Final Fantasy.
Reebok.
Scarlett Johansson.
Differential Thermal Analysis.
Manchester United vs Arsenal.
Antidisestablishmentarianism.
Treasure Hunts.
Ninja.
Skagen.
IEEE.


Peace

A morning in the life of a 19-yr old. Or Not.

This one is for those of you who identify with morning blues. The one's who don't can continue being the one's who 'hold my bus'. (See 0725)
This is how the average day 'rolls'.

0600: My alarm(Glasgow Kiss-yeah baby!) goes off, invariably i'm too sound asleep to realize and the wake-up-tool is rendered useless.
0630: My mom runs into my room, wakes me up, which is a 5-minute process involving turning on the light(Yes, I can't go back to sleep then-it works)/ throwing a pillow at me(She says she's picking up the one that's fallen off the bed, but I know better)/ pouring a couple drops of cold water on my face, or just scaring me by telling me it's 7 and that I'll miss the bus(the last one works the best, mind you).
0650: I wake up, look at the time, and get what I think is the last five minutes of sleep, turns out to be more like 15,
0705: I practically jump off the bed and hurriedly freshen up in 10 minutes(Yes, I brush, shower, change and pack my bag that quick. no kidding), and mom yells to see that i'm actually finally awake, when I run down to eat some breakfast(weird porridge involving banana, oats, some museli and corn flakes), which is impossible to down in under 10 minutes, no matter how hard you try.
0723: I search all over for socks, find them, wear my shoes in under 15 seconds on average, and run out of the house checking to see that my pockets have my wallet, my phone and my ID card, in that order.
0725: Text message a friend 'Hold Bus' while I'm walking towards the bus stop only to the now yellow-coloured vehicle leaving, when I decide to run after and get on it a 100 yards away. My friends congratulate me on my achievement.
0730: Turn on the iPod. Sleep like a log.
0830: Wake up to see I'm in college and that I've a whole day ahead of me.


And that's just the morning.

This is what happens most days.
Some days, I miss the bus, frantically call dad up and ask him to drop me off at the next bus stop, where a bus that leaves later is my ride to college.
Some days, I get up reasonably on time. Some days. ;)
Some days, college just doesn't work. Most days :D

"All's well that ends well"

The System

Once, when I was asked why there are rules, I realized something that astounded and scared me at the same time.

My best answer-'So we can follow them'.

I mean, apart from the 'goody two-shoes' explanations involving rules being a moral code of conduct to do with right and wrong, or rules being enforced so people can become conscious citizens of a country or a zillion other frivolous reasons I can think of, I can't come up with one solid reason for rules to be established and enforced in each institution or organization or country for that matter.

The people who do follow rules generally do for their loyalty towards the cause or because they don't have a valid reason not to, I mean, that would be more of a case of nothing better to do.

The ones that don't can ever so easily be hypocritical and just say the same stuff I am saying, the only difference being that I can't see any reason why I follow rules either, but I still do most of the time, in spite of bending them here and there for reasons that are beside the point.

The point of the matter here being that law and order and everything to do with governing or running a country involves rules and regulations and enforcement of these rules are done, well, let's just say reasonably satisfactorily enough. Although people follow the rules for fear of being penalized for not following them, and mind you, the penalties can be quite severe, there aren't many people I know who would raise a hand when asked whether they have always followed rules and whether they can justify why they did.

Not to be cynical or unfairly critical either, but I'd really like to see someone step up and prove me wrong.

Peace.