Visual cues, anyone? [Part 4]
I thought of writing my usual weekly paragraphs but then had an epiphany: why not share some visuals instead of having textual intercourse? So, here is the fourth installation of my posted collection of images on social media (both Instagram and Twitter). The third installation was quite hurried, I felt, later. But that’s the beauty of this blog: sometimes, there is a rush unexplained and sometimes, there is a lull ingrained. Either way, none of us should bother. Very few things matter in life and this humble blog isn’t one of them. At worst, it’s a wastage of time and at best, it’s a good wastage of time.
Some days ago, it finally dawned upon me why most people appear sad—except for those blistering few seconds of unparalleled smiles and laughs—and it made me sad. Turns out most people don’t really want to be happy. They find happiness burdensome. Like a responsibility. Being gloomy and septic is an easier task. Also, there is no peer pressure in sadness. Whereas being happy takes effort and once you are considerably happy, you are expected to be happier, if not happiest. As a result, people pretend to be happy. Which is a billion times worse than being sad.
Which brings us to the subject at hand here. Do you ever sit and think of all the moments you wish you had clicked on camera so that you would visit them at leisure? I do. From my childhood, I have about a dozen pics and I think it’d have been nicer to have more moments from those innocent days. Now that we live in an era where everybody is a photographers and selfies don’t stand for masturbation, we don’t appreciate how fortunate we are to imprison our lives within frames. Thank god for science and technology.
In that spirit, without further delay or digressions, let’s move on to the main agenda of this post –
This is the most vicious of all cycles.
The reason I love attending quizzes is there is a shared tension of not knowing the answer. (Oh by the way, I am hosting a quiz next weekend at Father Muller, Mangalore!)
The future to humankind:
Nothing to see here. Just some cattle observing traffic discipline in Mangalore.
My nephew on knowing about the exorbitant price of education.
Still better than "pooja will be mine" graffiti.
If there is one compliment worth working for, then this is it.
May your heart be as clean as we keep garbage cans in India.
Cashew is one of those dhokebaaz fruits that looks delicious but tastes like a choke slam.
When you wanted to become a banana but became a papaya under parental pressure.
This moth is how our lips look like on a Sunday night dreading Monday already.
Kavoor ka kutta kutta jaanta hai apun ko.
Just another day on a WA group.
A vase is basically a coffin in progress.
Buddha stays enlightened whether the button is on or off.
Yes, my dog is a lot like me.
The greatest curse of technology:
Internet: “Nature is healing.”
Nature: