Ack… Stop being a wet rag!

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“Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented. Sometimes we must interfere. When human lives are endangered, when human dignity is in jeopardy, national borders and sensitivities become irrelevant.” – Elie Wiesel

I’m sitting beside a very cold slice of pizza wondering about all that is wrong in the world today. It’s an immense weight and I don’t mean to be a Debbie downer but seriously. Half way past 2016 and we’ve lost the likes of Alan Rickman, David Bowie and a few weeks ago, Christina Grimmie. Apart from that, we’ve had shootings, bombings and terror attacks. I almost forgot about Elie Wiesel, who died a few days ago. I watched a speech he delivered in 1993 where he picked out Bill Clinton from the group,¬†on the absence of his actions on the horror that was taking place in Bosnia at the time. He drew from his own experience as a holocaust survivor, when American media shied away from the holocaust whilst the American military shied away from bombing the tracks to Auschwitz to save on resources.

Too Much info..*sigh*

Think the point is trying it’s best to get away from here since I don’t usually write about war, terror and political drama. But it’s important, and it shouldn’t only be important to me, but to you as well. There was a shooting in Orlando, and the media covered it and everyone paid their respects to the tragedy. There are bombings in Iraq, and nothing. Over 200 killed, nothing. No facebook action to change one’s profile picture to highlight the country’s flag to show support or anything. I guess it’s a war torn country or some other stereotype label¬†that people are comfortable with. Does it make a big difference, that the topic isn’t trending? Yes, yes it does! My roommate pointed out how he changed his profile picture for the Paris attacks, cause the option was offered. People are informed, word spreads, and maybe they take two¬†minutes¬†out of their busy schedules to learn a little more. Why does it matter? Read the quote Elie Wiesel delievered during his acceptance speech.

http://www.c-span.org/video/?c3342709/elie-wiesel-bosnia-remarks

So is it unpopular to show support or to even sympathize with the victims and survivors of the bombings in Iraq? This might be an immature rant of a teenager (I just realized I’m not a teen anymore) and I know very little on the subject of war, terrorism, economics, politics, the Kardashians or even my own age, but I do know that what’s happening in the world today¬†is not right. We might have evolved to be the superior species and have crossed milestones in technological advancements and everything else that makes us feel proud about the age we live in. However with every war, every blind eye we turn to an act of terrorism or violation of human rights, to believing only that with which we are comfortable with doesn’t throw us back to square one. It doesn’t shine light on how we haven’t really evolved as a species, cause we have (Science proves it, Ross Gellar will bring his briefcase of fossils to prove it). It just degrades us. It’s so odd to think that we’ve become accustomed to hearing about shootings and bombings when we shouldn’t. It’s not supposed to be something you’re comfortable with.

I understand how as an individual, there isn’t much one can do. Firstly what does one do? I don’t know. I’m the adorable fool ranting on the topic, all we can do is not accept the fact that these things have happened. Write about it, talk about it, share your thoughts, cause somewhere out there, in this small big world we live in, there is someone who knows what to do. Maybe pay attention to who you are electing for. I know that the new mayor of Rome, Virginia Raggi has won me over. For one she shed light on Brexit and how the focus is more on the people, since it was the people who voted and even though it was a close call, the majority decided.¬†People are to take charge of what happens, since it’s easy to blame political leaders,¬†they are easy to hate anyway.¬†In my own country, it seems like there’s more attention paid on censoring a movie than there is to real issues that the citizens face. Yeah the ‘point’ of this post¬†has definitely boarded a first class flight to Bali, all independent and proactive. All for the best anyway, since I just like you (No, not I ‘just’ like you, I don’t like you, not¬†in that manner)¬†didn’t¬†understand the point. I just held onto it cause it made me seem brainy. The point evaded me.

A good way to get off a serious topic *get off*, I’ll leave now.

P.S. – I was going to talk about Game of Thrones, Inu Yasha and the Ghost in our house.

The Honest Toast

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Ever think about how the music you listen to defines your very being. I just shot down some¬†tequila at the request of my roommate¬†and I’m letting it do all the typing.

I’ve not been fine for a while now. The following sheds a little light on that.

I’ve spent the past¬†6 months over thinking my posts a bit too much cause starting this year, I let the majority of my friends and family know that I write every now and then. Halfway into the year and I decide to talk about it now. *Priorities* Anyway I grew really conscious whilst typing out new posts and I deleted some entirely. Reason which are stated below. This blog has never been private, I never intended it to be. However I recently felt quite naked knowing that my family/friends have read my really old posts. You know the immature ones with little to no editing at all. Continue reading

Stupid pigeons!

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Hello! *sighs*

Adele’s sort of ruined that greeting. Can’t really say it without the rest of the song playing through. It’s been roughly over two months since I’ve moved away from home and settled down in Dubai. In all honesty I could have written up a post at any point since I had the WiFi set up but procrastination got the better of me. Not really sure where this post is heading. I could talk about ‘Hello’. At my new workplace, I’ve said it so frequently that they’ve all (most of the staff) started inserting humorous follow ups. I’ve said it in one of my previous posts, that sometimes the best thing to do is to let loose and amuse yourself by saying hello to something as stationary as a tree. They’ve all taken heed to that, which is a lot of fun.

Burrhus Frederic Skinner (1904 – 1990), a behavioral psychologist above all else put forth the principle of reinforcement, wherein free will was an illusion and everything was a matter of consequence of previous actions. I came across his work in my elder sister’s psychology textbook, since I read every other book in the house (including answering those quizzes in my sister’s cosmopolitan magazines) and was trying to keep myself from pretending to know a person, after having read just one psychology textbook. Quite a task I tell you. Well a few years later I watched a show on Discovery Science, cause at that¬†time, it had some of the better shows on TV (Burn Notice, blech) until it became repetitive. Well they covered Skinner’s experiment with pigeons which according to his wiki page was one of his favourite animals to experiment with, and another useless fact is that pigeons happen to be one of the few things that scare the crap out of the coffee girl. Oh how I missed writing.

So the pigeon experiment revolved around pigeons in a cage displaying superstitious behaviour to get food. Food was let into the cage at odd intervals, however the pigeons seemed to repeat actions such as walking counter clockwise or cocking their head at a certain corner of the cage in order to get food since it was something they did the first time food was let into the cage. It’s something I guess everyone can relate to from putting the left sock on first or taking a particular route to a destination with the belief that things will turn out alright or as expected. Well I have to confess that I put my left sock on first and tie my right shoe on after both socks are up¬†cause I think it’s about equality and I don’t want either of my feet to feel bad that I pick one over the other.*The left one tends to sleep more often*

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Thoughts of an Absurd souffle

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{I wandered about until I realized I was indeed, lost.} 

Is it the certainty of knowing the outcome of a recipe that puts it in favour over the choice of¬†cooking the unknown? A trait amid¬†mothers, grandmothers and the one or two men in the family who know how to cook without a recipe is that they always seem to have all the answers. I used to go berserk thinking about the uncertainty of the future before being reminded that I barely knew what the present day had in store for me. A death in the family definitely widened the realm of the unpredictable. However it was just that sudden shock that calmed the storm in my head. Standing still in fear of the unpredictable was nothing short of depriving myself of all that I could achieve. Take it as missing an opportunity to cook¬†a good dish whilst surrounded with good ingredients. It’s better to have a baked souffle than have non, right?

I don’t know why I’m thinking about souffl√©s but my thoughts are¬†all poofy now. Continue reading

A Short Mess

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{I like my short hair}

I just got a hair cut that was long due. A haircut just happens to be one of those non-sexual sensational¬†experiences, sort of like opening a book to the correct¬†page or getting goosebumps from a Hans Zimmer track. I don’t dislike long hair, my school musicals always encouraged it. There was an incident during a beautiful performance of ‘Annie’ where this senior’s wig sort of took on¬†a life of its own as it flew¬†across the stage. Ofcourse this edited memory has the wig yelling. “#YOLO“. Maybe there’s a reason my head feels quite light. I don’t know.

My hair is too short for a¬†quiff;a bit disappointed by that. Not that I don’t like short hair; it’s¬†nice and right now it seems to be under control. I know from much experience that tomorrow it’s going to start standing out at odd angles. What I like about long hair is that you can just weigh those¬†stiff peaks down with some more hair by combing it in a precise manner. Unless it’s wet, then it just curls like crazy. Get me? At least it’s¬†not as bad as Monica’s.

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Sitting Tight

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{The Beatles song at the end of this post is stuck in my head!}

Hello there! I’ve¬†postponed my daily chores till this post is written and up for you (kee!) to read. That title, I’d do anything to get out of doing my chores. They can wait. Whilst I’m on that topic, I recently had to wait around an hour for my friends to show up at a spot that they decided upon. Is that sentence correct? I don’t know. What I do know is that even though I walked around in circles completely lost, I still managed to make it on time. I waited, and then waited some more. I realized that this isn’t the first time I’ve had to wait for everyone to show up. This isn’t college where a party is said to start at 4 pm but¬†then 4 pm really means¬†it starts around 7 pm, which is when everyone shows up. Nope, we’re definitely out of college with a busy schedule that involves watching Ellen and sleeping. [Context:¬†we had a curfew at 9 pm which required us back in our dorms, so any party had to be before 9 pm.]

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Twiddling thumbs

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“We talked about everything, except the space between us” – Kevin Barry

Remember when Harry was left behind at Hogwarts in his third year whilst everyone in his class started making their way down to Hogsmeade. If you didn’t read the book, the movie does a good job of portraying it. Remember it yet? That sums up the position I’m in at the moment. Whilst my best friends leave, and travel together I’m stuck back here twiddling my thumbs.

This isn’t the first time that it’s happened, as someone pointed out, I have a certain nature of staying back and making sure everyone’s on board. That includes filling out important documents cause the aforementioned best friend has really bad handwriting, had a ton of stuff to do, and filling out vital documents without making a few mistakes is definitely not his thing. Sweet hugs and snapping bra straps definitely made it a whole lot easier, and the fact that it wasn’t really good bye. (Meeting them all again in a few days time, most of them…maybe)

She puts things into perspective. Which is why I love her, and her songs. Think the saddest theme for any sort of love, or just about anything nowadays is “forever and ever” them, which isn’t anything new. Focusing on the ‘now’ and the near future is quite alright. I understand how you can love someone now, and in that moment it feels like you could love them forever, however that’s never really the case. There are times where, as I love to say this, like a NASA mission to an Astronaut, give them SPACE! Space is required, small tiffs and big arguments, even a little brawling is required. Why take my word for it? One night of drinks (wherein I finished just about everyone’s drinks) ended with my advice saving three relationships, comforting the drunk, taking care of the sick one puking in the toilet bowl and then tucking him to sleep. The next day followed with the routine of gratitude, hugs, and the usual speeches of flattery. Then they go¬†on to¬†call me the child in the batch. Complete Morons.As usual, I don’t know. I’ll just go back to twiddling my thumbs.

P.S. – I was asked to write about what’s at the center of a black hole by a fairly thin friend. Think I did a pretty good job at it.

Three Little Pigs!

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In the middle of a debate with the roomie on how Abu Dhabi is way better than Dubai. 

One of the roomies outshone by my brilliant teeth!

One of the roomies outshone by my brilliant teeth!

A tad bit exhausted, I would do anything to get away from working on the final project. Three little pigs suggested I write about the following. Fair warning that you may not comprehend everything, but just go with the flow. Be cool about it. Continue reading

The Stupid Post

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[NOTE: A very sleep deprived post.]

I am having a lazy day, however laughter counts as a work out, so I’m not that lazy after all. I get to be irresponsible every now and then, right? The answer better be ‘yes’, else you’ll need to sit yourself down to hear that you are an uptight arrogant nuisance to everyone around you. ¬†Ever waited for someone? Wanting them to be there, expecting things that seem reasonable? Continue reading

A T-rex dilemma

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“But your blogs funny. when are you posting next?”- the T-rex¬†
Of all the people out there. So little, meant a lot. 


{The orginal cover is by Daft Punk, but I like this version. Brace yourself, you will love this song.}

{A message from ¬†here to there and everywhere:The following is a tale, it’s a fable in a planetary mixer. It’s nonsensical and wow, that didn’t need auto-correct while “autocorrect” did. hmm, so an open mind would do the world so much good, I wrote this for the T-rex. Who cheered me up while he didn’t even know about it. The following is the result of endorphins flying about in my body.}

So there lived this T-rex.  Feared by so many. why? Continue reading