Aug 4, 2007

MYRIAD OF THOUGHTS


A myriad of thoughts running through my mind. Have to finish writing all these articles before that idiot pounces upon me yet again. I even have to finish drafting those unexciting lease agreements. Why does work seem to increase by leaps and bounds everyday? Wish I didn’t have to do this utterly ridiculous web content writing but I really need the money. I wish my salary was enough to suffice all my needs but sadly it ain’t and so I am compelled to do free lance writing that too content writing. It’s not even remotely close to the sort of writing I’d like to do. I earn peanuts compared to my former college mates and don’t even ask me why. I don’t have any rational answer to that. Oh I got an E Book of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and I am eager to read it but it has got to be at the cost of my eyes. Sigh! I am short sighted. My Mum was aghast when I called her up oh so gleefully in the morning telling her about my latest find only to be lambasted by her yet again saying “You’ll ruin your eyes. As if having bad eyesight wasn’t bad enough and having to sit online 9 hours a day besides all the hours you spend writing and surfing the net wasn’t worse now you wanna read a 638 page book on the desktop. You seem to have made semi blindness of your eyes a personal mission” I kept my mouth shut. I was of the opinion that Ma being the Harry Potter fan that she was would understand my jubilation but it was not to be. Sometimes it is just so pointless arguing with her and trying to make her understand that hell I cannot afford to shell out a thousand bucks in buying the book and that the e book was a boon from heaven. I was looking for this all time favourite quote of mine by Khalil Gibran, I found it all thanks to google. Sometimes I marvel at the amount of information available at the click of a mouse. I can’t imagine how difficult it would be for us to work without google, especially in doing the work I do when I have to sift through information day in and day out google is a blessing.

Very recently I fell in love with Sylvia Plath’s poetry and it is beautiful. Sadly she got all the recognition she had always craved for during her lifetime only after her sordid death. I was intrigued by her life with Ted Hughes . Assia Wevil’s entry into their picture perfect life changed it forever. Sylvia and Assia’s Dance Macabre was tragic. Anyways I am off now. My thoughts don’t seem to be following a particular pattern today.

Damn I have to go to Chandigarh today for arbitration and there was this particularly fun party I was looking forward to and it just happens to be today. I mean every Saturday I call up my house mates and say “Woman I can’t come out tonight since I have so and so work in office.” She doesn’t force me as she knows it is futile and so many of those times I actually sneak out with my college pals to TC or some other place. But this Saturday I actually wanted to go for this fancy dress theme party. [ yeah yeah call me a kidL]I wanted to be a gypsy woman with my colourful skirt bought from Pondicherry and a bandana with tassels and a peasant top. But no now I actually have super important work and I must say life is unfair. Why oh why sometimes does it seems that some people have it so easy while I seem to be running a race against time trying to manage so many things at the same time while I know a couple of people who do nothing but “drink wine and make merry”. No I wouldn’t wanna do just that ever. But sometimes, just sometimes I wish I was born rich. No not cos of the wine but for other dreams, that are oh so dear to my heart, dreams which if actually shape would get me where I want to in life. Yeah but drinking wine along the way definitely wouldn’t hurt ;).

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd


Sigh! I love Pope's poetry. Good Byee people. Hope you have a great weekend.

10 comments:

She said...

so sorry utopia that your plans fell through, but you know what they say, you have to be careful of what you wish for; it might actually come true. The Gypsy woman look sounds rather becoming, but I am sure you'll have other occasions to don that.

have fun in Chandigarh.

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

you brought up a lot of issues in your random ramblings.. i would like to comment on all of them but due to time and space constraints.. i will keep it short.

We all have those moments, we all have those days when life seems like hell but its going to be ok. This will go away and better days await you.
But remember that life is always going to be a struggle. One way or the other, it is a struggle.. so we all just have to suck it in.
Good Luck! :)

Renovatio said...

I'm with raaji on this one, you've got better days ahead,and you're a brilliant writer. You'll do great.

utopia said...

She:- You know how much of an awesome time I had :|.

Raaji:- Thats so sweet of you. To actually read that nonsensical banter of mine and try make sense out of it. Thankie! :)

Renovatio :- Dude you are generous with your praises. Thanks a ton :). And btw when do you plan on updating your blog? Been a while :).

Soul of Dawn said...

this is in response to the comment u left on my blog..um...I aint 19.I am 20.And thank God for that.

Your blog seems reallllyyy interesting.I will definitely give it a good read when I am a bit free.

Ciao...

Renovatio said...

Praises aren't meant to be hoarded. If you've got sem, let em fly. Of course if they're deserved in one place more than another, all the better. Consider yourself deserving :D

I will update, eventually...

Pri said...
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Pri said...

A very famous quote needs to be reminded of here :

"I was complaining cos i dint have a pair of shoes,
until i saw a man with no feet"

*smiles*

Evil Spock said...

At least you get to write some for a living.

Sylvia Plath broke my heart in a roundabout way. So I'm all Plath'd out.

Baul in New York said...

"There are two ways of disliking poetry, one way is to dislike it, the other is to read Pope"