Showing posts with label sometimes I hate the world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sometimes I hate the world. Show all posts

15 August 2010

lets see how u like that...

now, i may be more of a cat person, but i really do LIKE dogs. they're great, even if they do smell. the whole unconditional affection thing is awesome. and they're almost always amusing to have around. Our dog at least; my cutie cutie taffy, who died about two years ago now; was a totally brilliant dog and a complete joy to have around.
BUT
if the idiot who lives two houses down from us doesn't figure out how to keep his bloody dogs from howling and fighting all night long i CAN NOT answer for my actions! what the HELL! how does he sleep through that racket!!

its driving me nuts. really. don't be surprised if you find out one of these days that i no longer post coz I've been taken away to the nut house.
At least I'll be able to sleep if I'm in a nice quite white room. and the padding may actually be comfortable... hmm... the lack of sleep thing is actually making me start to wonder if getting locked up would be that bad. but then, I'm sure the other inmates would be pretty noisy.
ok, i think outside life is on-the-whole preferable! at least out here i can get my hands on brownies.

LOL... i just read over everything i typed up there. and i have to say, if I ran a nut house, I think i'd be seriously considering me as a candidate.

so let me explain a little.
We have a neighbour with three dogs. Two are street dogs that they rescued, and one is a lab. Now I'm not really sure what the whole arrangement is with these, but i think the street ones aren't allowed into the house to sleep. One has some weird problems and dysfunctionality issues from before it got rescued, and now 'Blacky' barks and howls about EVERYTHING (including getting fed apparently - really! that's what the owner told my sis!).

The second street dog is an escape artiste. 'Stripey' manages to scale their compound wall, and then runs about getting into fights with the other street dogs in our colony. and into the colony garbage bin. and into other people’s houses every night.
and somehow, SOMEHOW, she always manages to have all the scuffles she has on a nightly basis, right. outside. my. window! or at least, that's how it sounds.
in fact I can hear her right now. snorfaling away, running and panting and growling and jumping and generally making a bloody nuisance of herself.

And lastly, the lab, who i think wants to be in on all the nonsense that the other two get into, is locked in the house with the peoples every night. and with the peoples is not where 'Banjo' wants to be! oh no... the peoples are all sleeping! that's not exciting at all! so what does he do? well. for the last week or so (maybe the owners are out of town?) Banjo (or at least I assume its him. it sounds like him) has been complaining every night.
right at about 2 am, as i'm about to fall into the kind of sleep where a Harley revving by my head would not wake me, that dratted lab starts up. "ooouuooh uuoohaaa hooohooohooaaa!"
seriously.
its not even like a wolfie, respectable, dignified type howl! he sounds like a 5 year old telling mommy about how the other kids wont let him play.
the first couple of times he started in on the howling it was funny (which may have been because he did it during the day), but i just can't take it anymore!

I have to be up tomorrow at 6am (and that's a story for later) but here i am, unable to sleep, coz my idiot freaking neighbour is apparently as deaf as an ninety year old man who was in an artillery unit during the second world war - or is such a sucky person, that he goes on holiday and doesn't leave someone behind to take care of his dogs during the night.

so bah, humbug to him!
and if he doesn't figure out how to shut his dogs up, I'm gonna go over there one of these nights with an air horn, break into his house, shove it up against his ear and press the button.

3 December 2008

Speak Out

Click to read what one of my friends had to say about the Mumbai terror attacks

2 December 2008

Changes

The rage over the terror attacks in Mumbai is making people sit up and notice that there are some major changes that need to be made. But more importantly, people are actually starting to takes steps to try and make these changes.

I think the sad thing about our country is that no matter how open, or willing to change we are, the economic diversity and the sheer population means that class distinctions are very much alive and thriving.
The fallout of this is that since the "upper" and "upper-middle" classes (the people with the higher income, education and access to information) are in the minority, they aren't the ones who actually choose our politicians, or feel like they have the power to change things.

I know that i for one don't even feel like there's much point to me voting (although obviously i do it anyway. If i didn't make the effort then i wouldn't have the right to crib!)
And after the recent JD(S) rally in Bangalore caused major traffic jams [more info about this here] The responses of some of the party leaders to people's complaints made it quite obvious that they don't think we matter all that much either.

This was emphasised after the terror attacks when one BJP party leader commented (in reaction to the recent protests) that "Some women wearing lipstick and powder have taken to streets in Mumbai and are abusing politicians spreading dissatisfaction against democracy. This is what terrorists are doing in Jammu and Kashmir,"

When something like the Mumbai attacks occurs - such a major, inexcusable and unforgivable lapse in intelligence - is it too much to expect that the people who are supposed to be leading and protecting us should know when there's a threat of this magnitude to our safety and act on it?

And if they don't, don't we have the right to object?

It really makes you wonder, who exactly are our politicians governing this country for? This is India. WE are India. its not a matter of gender, or income, or religion, or cast or class!
or it shouldn't be.

Personally i dont think this is an idealistic concept.
Our country is wonderful because of its diversity. Its vibrant, changeable, adaptable and beautiful because of it diversity.
An act of terrorism effects us all.

17 April 2006

Crazy ol' world

I don’t actually know what to post…
The world is just nuts. Or maybe that’s just this country. After all… in the last few weeks we have had; a riot caused by the death of a film star. A riot that killed 5 and injured 200! We have also had bomb blast in one of the primary religious compounds in our capital. See? Nuts.
I don’t know why Mother Nature even bothers with things like floods, hurricanes, earthquakes and diseases to try and keep our population under control. After all, we seem to have gotten really good at killing each other off. But maybe not quite at the rate she would like…
Although, I don’t usually consider myself a radical activist type, recently I’ve begun to wonder if Ra’s Al Ghul doesn’t have the right idea. Wipe out the human population, or the majority of it anyways, and start from scratch. But, the major problem there is, who gets to choose who lives and who dies?
A simple farmer is not educated enough, but the more educated have all the traits we don’t like in society today. A true conundrum. And no matter who gets to choose, or who is chosen. The results will not be fair.
‘FAIR’. Another unique invention of the human mind. No other creature thinks of ‘fair’. It is, or it isn’t. I have or I have not. You have, I want, I take, I have!
That is possibly the most complex thought process that any non-human creature has.
At least, I don’t think animals feel emotions like envy, or jealousy, or even competitiveness. They compete to survive! Not in a vain attempt to impress other people, to create an image, a mask to show the world and to hide behind.
No. All those feelings, thoughts, emotions… all, are exclusively and fascinatingly human.

1 February 2006

With aid in mind

My mom and I just watched Beyond Borders, frankly, I thought it was really good. But I think this guy describes it best… I would call it a must watch… maybe not more then once… and yes, there are errors… but, truly, it’s the point that counts. Why don’t more people get that?
I don’t really want to get up on a soapbox here. Mainly because it’s very late and I should go to bed - you all know how eager I usually am to shove my views in everyone’s face (if not down their throats, which I hope I don’t do…) but let me just say… every one of us is capable of doing something, no matter how small and seemingly insignificant, to help this world and all who call it home.
It’s ours and it’s our responsibility.
These last two years alone we have seen more death and devastation then anyone should in their lifetime. War, famine, flood… u name it, we faced it. And yet… here we are, enjoying our tiny little lives, blinkers firmly on. While millions do nothing but survive. More then 230000 lives were lost in the Asian Tsunami, many more destroyed. Hurricane Katrina killed mercifully few, but displaced thousands… and we cannot even begin to guess the death toll created by George Bush’s ‘War on Terror’.
Everyday people live with the realities of loss, starvation and disease. Is it too much to ask, that each one of us privileged enough – and truly we are - to have everything we need. Family, food, shelter, clothing… is it too much to ask that we spend one moment of time, one thought, one action, to help those in need?
I don’t think so… and the various aid efforts we have seen in the recent past should prove that. So please, do your bit.

We are all the same
Human in all our ways and all our pains
(So let it be)
There’s a love that could fall down like rain
(Let us see)
Let forgiveness wash away the pain
(What we need)
And no one really knows what they are searching for
(We believe)
This world is crying for so much more
- Good Charlotte, We Believe

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29 October 2005

titleless

There’s someone stomping around above my head. Which is creepy. Coz our upstairs neighbours moved out!
Dint have college today, and dint go yesterday, coz of the rain!!! But it dint rain today… so actually, that sentence should go more like this.
Yesterday I tried to go to college. And got soaked walking up the road. Despite the fact that I had an umbrella. Thank god for cell phones… um… or who ever invented them. Which makes me wonder… who did invent cell phones? Do u know? I certainly don’t.
Anyway. As I was saying… I got soaked. Called our teacher (who, incidentally, is less then a year older then me! – and personally, I don’t think she’s at all qualified. She didn’t know who Orson Welles was!!!! our college is crap.) and told her I couldn’t turn up… then… The rain got worse. Luckily I was home and dry before that happened… but the police commissioner declared the 26th and 27th holidays for all educational facilities, coz road conditions are so bad. What with the flooding and all… today was the 26th. And it dint rain all day! so I guess we’ll have college tmrw. Coz as I said, college is crap… y cant they listen to the police commissioner? He is an authority figure after all… and he must have some idea of what he’s doing. Wait. This is India! What am I saying?! Lol… Just kidding, I’m sure he’s an excellent man and dedicated to his job…
Oh… damn. The internet just cut out… good thing I’m writing this on word… but it does mean I wont be posting again. Oh well…
Diwali holidays start next week. We get 9 days off! :) cool isn’t it… I love living in a multi-religious culture…
So… other then that, life is boring. In fact, I was so bored yesterday, that I sat ad watched Tarzan. How sad is that? It is such a crappy cartoon… but I was all alone at home, and it was raining! So naturally, a slight feeling of depression settled over me. and the only thing that helps in such a situation, is watching a really pathetic movie or cooking. And since I didn’t feel like doing the later… I sat and watched TV. Which, I should mention, is pretty much what I did today. Being on holiday is only fun if there are other people on holiday with you. Actually, Lavi had a holiday both days too… but yesterday it was all rainy and there was a massive puddle in front of her house, as in calf deep wading type puddle… so she was stuck at her place and I was stuck at mine. But today we baked :) which was fun. Made up a whole new cake recipe. Came out really well actually… so had that with ice cream… still some left. And k just about got home. She’s eating dinner right now… but when she’s done we can eat more CAKE n ICE CREAM! Yay :D

On the subject of the rain… what is WITH that!? Why are we having torrential downpours in October… seriously. This just goes to show, all u morons who thought global warming wouldn’t effect the world in our life times and therefore continued to pollute the earth without a twinge from your consciences… really brilliant move guys. Thank you sooo much for helping to decimate our home and make it that much less habitable for all the life it supports.
I think u should all go find some corner to cry in. and when u come out… go help someone!!! There are plenty of natural disasters to choose from… and almost everywhere in the world too… tragedy at your backdoors people. U cant turn a blind eye anymore… this means you! Get it now? I really wonder…

12 September 2005

The general suckyness of all things even remotely similar to life

The title should give u a clue of my current mood. Feel free to skim or just skip the following. Not like the post will be worth reading anyway…


I hate college. I want to quit. We’re doin useless boring stuff that doesn’t seem to be in the least bit connected to our syllabus. And it’s time consuming and bleh.
I just know we’re going to suffer when exam time comes around. We usually have a hard time completing our portions when we have the whole four months to do it in. and we’ve already wasted over a month. I’m sick of my classmates. I’m especially sick of parvathi. And I dislike the faculty. He doesn’t know squat. What’s worse, he cant make up his mind. I HATE HIM!!! he keeps giving us these daft, and pointless assignments and he’s NEVER clear about what exactly he wants from us. AURGH!!!
And my teeth hurt.
Why do we need wisdom teeth. My head is aching, and so is my jaw. And neck. I’m tired. But it hurts. So I cant sleep. Also I have one more damn assignment to do.
Two actually. A stupid script thing, and a slide show. The pictures I will have to take tmrw… but I don’t really even have a story idea yet. I miss having sane faculty to take problems too. Is the world conspiring against me? I’m beginning to feel like I have cause to be paranoid.

Misery does not need company, but everyone else I know seems to be having as sucky a time right now. Poor us…

28 August 2005

Does anyone have a nice time in school?

Well, actually that’s not quite the right question… but I’m not sure what IS! I’m reading through my trip log from this school trek we took to Kugti pass – had this seriously bright (*eye roll*) idea of typing it out so that I have a permanent account of it, and it’s really, really depressing!!!!
This was in 2001, and I had completely forgotten what an insecure and thin-skinned individual I used to be. Hee hee hee… or maybe I’d just forgotten exactly how horrible a time I had in school. Kids are really mean! In fact, I think people are just plain mean.
And I would like to take a moment here to say thank you R and A for being there :) You guys are two of the main reasons why my last years in school were not absolutely horrible. Seriously! But of course, one of the major reasons is that a whole bunch of the really nasty ones passed out of college (and then, from all accounts, attempted to find, and use, every means possible to ‘pass out’ for real! He he he… sorry. Obvious. But I really had to say that. Revenge you know…)
But truly, this account is quite horrible. I would feel really bad if I watched a movie and saw the protagonist getting half the nasty treatment I faced. But looks like I turned out fine :D I hope… In fact, I have this theory that kids who have the worst time in school – on an average, do much better later in life.
Being picked on constantly does one of two things, either u turn out a real wimp ( which seems to be rare, it’s usually the ‘populars’ who are the weakest personalities) or you pick up the whole ‘I’ll show them!” syndrome. I definitely find that the majority of really successful and hard working kids I know, had an awful time in school.
[hmmm... okie, that post was actually written about two nights ago. dint have any net. stupid cable company... gtg now.]

21 July 2005

more blasts in london

what is wrong with ppl? i don't know.
watched a really good movie yesterday. City of God. brazillian film. won an Oscar... fantastic. a must see according to me... based on a true story about how a boy from the City of God (near Rio) becomes a photographer. it looks at the mob mentality, and why people join gangs. very, very fasinating.
one of the guys at work has all these awsome movies and he's lent me a couple to watch. halfway through this hilarious movie called Warning: Parental Advisory. True story about how Frank Zappa, John Denver and Dee Snider (from Twisted Sister's) defended Rock from censorship, in 1986. brilliantly funny so far.
think I'll go to bed. tis late. and work tmrw. and day after... sigh. busy weekend ahead.
gnite