Thursday, March 19, 2009

The stochastic variable

The stochastic variable, this is what my posting has become.
It feels nice to write again after a long while. (Not that I have not been posting, I think I have been regular this year, but recent posts were mere compilations of pictures and quotes)SO, unlike typical bloggers who are so jobless they write every day/week about anything from paper towels to Naruto to someone they hardly know, I have a life, and a credible amount of dignity. So what if my posts are sporadic. To me, blogging is a simple hobby, and not a full time occupation, or a claim to fame. It also feels nice to know that my readership has gone up somewhat exponentially, (Honestly speaking , I never expected it , I always thought
no one's ever going to read my blog, I mean why should anybody? I am no actor, writer, reality show winner etc... But then again, I thought what the heck, it's going to be my personal journal, so, be it. And since then my profile views have been increasing, 160 something, oh boy! Where did all these people come from?!) So, I take this moment to express my gratitude.

Watching people use facebook I can learn about herding sheep .
It, now occupies my free time and thoughts (usually pleasantly)... though I was never criticized for my limited pursuits, been into some serious painting ( my medium being oil on canvas, for most of my works , but I tried some acrylic too), clay modeling, editing a magazine, swimming , debates , writing , Indian classical music (I use this term quite loosely)..and lately blogging.Out of all these I think the last one is the least burdensome and demanding , all I have to do is sit and type . Ah, what a cushy job ! And like other hobbies , it too, loyally provides abundant nourishment to my mind, like a hearty meal. So, here I am.

In a last couple of months internet had become repulsive, thanks to the ever stupid social networking sites, I got sick and tired of them, so much so that I deleted my account twice from one such site. Out of so many negative things to point out (yeah I am pretty good at this one), this one undoubtedly stands out ... the UPDATES.
No, not my updates, but those from my friends (and some not so friendly muttonheads residing in my friend's list).
I mean, why will I ever want to know the results of "what Japanese name are you?" QUIZ... yeah u read it right ... and the results are something like ..."if you are a girl your name would be seito, if you are a boy it would be shoyite"... see, just how customized these quizes can be.. they don’t even bother about your gender ... and the fuck-up is... they want ME to know this precious bit about their lives!! .. Why, may i ask ? Wait,do you think it's gonna change my life? REALLY... do you?

Or for that matter "what animal are you" QUIZ.... err what?!!
NO, I don't want to know if you are a chimpanzee or a pig. Yes, but I DO want to know, when are you evolving into a sensible friend and come out of your mental numbness.

And as if this wasn’t enough some of them will "poke" me (or even better "super poke" me) ... and they expect me to poke them back... yes, they do expect ! and if u don’t do anything to them they will like to leave a scrap which essentially translates to "why are you not active on this account?" and I sometimes wish I could leave a scrap /wall post as a reply ..No dude I am not going to do such a thing, and I might as well ask you why did u do it in the first place I don't know if you are normally stupid or deliberately acting obtuse??

And after getting irritated, frustrated, peeved, annoyed, pissed... pallavi takes to blogging.
Blogging: quick and easy, and comes with stupidity proof shield.

Enter stage. Lights . Camera (readers), Action !

I came, I posted, I left.

Also, I think, I have reached a stage (chronologically), where I want to be heard, only(save me the unnecessary applications).
Now, what's great in that? Everybody wants to be heard...
Yeah, nothing great...but along with it I’d love to read some impressive blogs,write-ups by other bloggers, I also follow them( off and on, not regularly though )
Some of them, bloggers that is, are luminaries and some are ordinary people (like me) with extraordinary blogs, blogs that make me T-H-I-N-K.

so, happy blogging !


Thursday, March 12, 2009

God is the experience of looking at a tree and saying, "Ah!"


Why are there trees I never walk under but large and
melodious thoughts descend upon me?
- Walt Whitman, Song of the Open Road

I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree.
Perhaps, unless the billboards fall,
I'll never see a tree at all.
- Ogden Nash, Song of the Open Road, 1933

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair
The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing,
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring."
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
- Claude Monet

It is at the edge of a petal that love waits.
- William Carlos Williams

What a desolate place would be a world without a flower!
It would be a face without a smile, a feast without a welcome.
Are not flowers the stars of the earth, and are not our starts
the flowers of the heaven.
- A.J. Balfour

With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures
and some books, I live without envy.
- Lope de Vega