Rants and raves, reflection and reverie, responses and regurgitation, recollections and revelations: rightful restitution by a reprehensible rascal. A blog about me and every other runt that slaps my back while passing by.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
The Sun Never Sets
Even when we see the sun setting, all it is doing is trying to rise. The earth revolving around the sun and rotating on its axis is unstoppable, much like our own life. How much so ever we may define things as setting, all that is happening is preparation for another rise. Our life, our future, our beauty, never set, they just go into preparation for another rise.
Friday, September 03, 2004
When I was a kid
When I was a kid, I used to be a nice kid. You know, I used to carve figurines out of chalk(brought from school) using pins. I had a collection of those till recently. I don't know what I did with them.. :( I spent many long hours as a kid carving out faces, animals, guns etc out of those chalk pieces. Oh yeah, sometimes I used a blade.
Man was I crazy!?
I used to take a string of say a metre in length. Then I would take a coloured candle and light it. Then I'd lay the whole string on the ground and coat it with the melting wax. After that is done, I'd make the room dark, then I'd burn the string from the bottom while holding it up from the top. The burning wax would fall onto the floor like drops of coloured fire! It looks so beautiful in a dark room! Of course, after that I'd clean the wax off the whole floor.
Once I spent five hours of a perfectly useful day trying to pick up an object using a crane made up of nothing but strings. I thought(and still think) that it was possible. The engineer in me told me it was possible! But after five hours I gave up. I was actually quite hungry and my back hurt like hell! Then there was the time when I burnt whole of my right palm with 'barood'. I went crazy with pain!
Oh yeah, I was a nice kid.. I miss that kid.
These days I do not do anything as useless or as interesting as that.. :P
Man was I crazy!?
I used to take a string of say a metre in length. Then I would take a coloured candle and light it. Then I'd lay the whole string on the ground and coat it with the melting wax. After that is done, I'd make the room dark, then I'd burn the string from the bottom while holding it up from the top. The burning wax would fall onto the floor like drops of coloured fire! It looks so beautiful in a dark room! Of course, after that I'd clean the wax off the whole floor.
Once I spent five hours of a perfectly useful day trying to pick up an object using a crane made up of nothing but strings. I thought(and still think) that it was possible. The engineer in me told me it was possible! But after five hours I gave up. I was actually quite hungry and my back hurt like hell! Then there was the time when I burnt whole of my right palm with 'barood'. I went crazy with pain!
Oh yeah, I was a nice kid.. I miss that kid.
These days I do not do anything as useless or as interesting as that.. :P
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