Indifference

I was watching South Park the other day, the episode in which Stan, Kyle, and Cartman are trying to build a ladder to heaven to get some ticket from their friend Kenny who actually died, for they wanted to get some candy. Everyone thought they really missed their friend Kenny because of which they were making the effort to meet him again or bring him back. But in reality, it was no big deal at all, it was like, just get the ticket because we want candy.

I admire that indifference.

I have friends, both my best friends here in college, who are completely indifferent to everything and everyone. I really wish I could be like them. It would really make my life easier if I were like them, at least nothing would affect me.

Lately I wanted to talk to one of those friends about the distance increasing between us as compared to before, and he just said I'm getting crazy ideas again and I'm bored and have nothing better to do so I'm coming up with crap to bug him. The indifference hurt, but I really admire that. I wish I could be that way...apathetic, indifferent...call it what you want.

My other best friend says to me that she would help a dying person only because she has nothing better to do and it won't hurt her to help. Otherwise even if she can't help that person, she wouldn't give a damn. Ignorance is truly bliss... :)

Seriously fellow readers and blog writers, you can learn a lot from South Park, so if you haven't started watching it already...please do!!

To the-other-contributors-to-this-blog-that-now-seems-to-be-dead,

First and Foremost, I would like to thank you for the interest you will (veiled threat) be showing in this blog in the days to come.

This blog, as you may know, was created more than a year ago. This was done in the hope that the three bloggers involved could keep in touch and irk other readers with their internal jokes. While it may be true that this blog has run out of steam of late, it can be reversed. While I do blame you , I must accept some responsibility. And so I do.

All that said, I look forward to your next posts(s).

Thanking you,

Flutterby
Blogger@Blogger

Exam Time Post

With finals up ahead, all the distractions in life have to come into the picture now itself. So I thought to myself, why not put up another one of those exam time posts? So here I am, blogging when I have my finals starting day after tomorrow, and well why not? I'm bored, and exams are coming up, and that's life...

Well that's all folks :D

Rewind

It takes just a little bit; and I’m undone again.

Thistle

The boughs are broken, and thistle love.
Tangled up in a cloud above,
Of clovers and daffodils, run away,
My heart longs for another day,
Of forgotten dreams, enchanted beams.

It's not today that I throw away
But a life of fulfillment that comes my way.
I long not for shimmering springs,
Nor of little blue songbirds that dance and sing,
All I wish is to live today and die every broken dream.

Discarded will, that brings in doubt,
Creeping into the cracks of stone-cold shouts.
I put my life into the hands of a stranger,
As I came to the fork, I felt no danger,
Though I took the wrong path and walked into a trap.

Crimson leaves, dance under the waning sun,
As the breath of the willows leave the world undone.
It's snowing in spring, and birds sing in the winter,
As I walk by the riverside, I feel a large splinter,
And I'm drowning, I'm dying, I can't take it anymore.

Then all I hear is silence, and the wind begins to blow,
I hear the voice of crimson, as if it's just beginning to glow.
And I know not why I'm crying, nor of what I am so scared
It is a new beginning, but I'm no longer even there,
For I have left to die my dreams, and live my broken life.

With a crimson whisper lingering, everywhere I shall reside.
With my love by my side, with my love by my side.

By: Paranoid.Android

Productivity

It's always an amazing feeling waking up one morning and doing something useful. I don't exactly mean only studying, but doing something productive rather than wasting away the day sleeping or gossiping (not that I gossip, in fact I don't like gossiping much unless I'm gossiping with the right kind of people). I have to start preparing for MBA (though more important than that right now would be to prepare for placements), so under Ahmer's guidance, I picked up the softathalon (a computer event in our technical fest) aptitude paper and solved it today just to see where I stand. I could only do a little over 50% of the paper (which is pretty bad), and definitely not within the time limit, yet it made me feel happy that I did something and that I'm finally getting started on working for my goals. Not only that, from the past few days I have regularly been building my vocabulary, so I did two sessions of Word Power Made Easy rather than one today. I mostly wasted away the day for the last four days (except for the day Ahmer and I took part in Motley, finally won first place!), so compared to those days I was comparatively cheerful today. That feeling of accomplishment and productivity really made my day, and I know that if I were to work like this on a regular basis then I'd be able to learn a lot. It's a good feeling.

Of course it's still easier being lazy, wasting the day away, procrastinating until procrastination can't be done anymore, and then blaming everything but myself for screwing things up, so I guess this isn't a commitment I made. Though of course I shall try harder to do useful things on a regular basis. for it's fun, if not anything else.

Nostalgia

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,

How does your garden grow?

With silver bells, and cockle shells,

And pretty maids all in a row.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,

How does your garden grow?

With silver bells, and cockle shells,

And marigolds all in a row.

Have a look.

Symmetry

This is what happens when my computer refuses to connect to the internet...

1.

It’s a dance to defeat, it never ends.
You end up hurt and I make amends.
I step up, but you turn away.
You look up, but I walk away.
I stand up, but you’re already gone.
You give me your hand, but I’ve moved on.
I stay till the end, but you don’t come.
You catch me at ten, but I’m almost done.
I wait till noon, but we never meet.
You say you’re sorry, and we’re now in repeat.


2.

Is it that time again?
When I walk away, and you run by.
When I want to leave, and you want to try.
When I scream out, and you turn shy.
When I turn to go, and the tears run dry.

By: Flutterby

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