and do you ever wonder about your liberation...

and who shall set you free...

of the lady who's at the bus stop each morning with the same inscrutable expressions. she
never would smile at you. but you look out for her. still. each day.

the cleaning help you've never met. but you know with the crease in the linens she's been
there, the same lady.

its the supermarket you visit every then and now. and you see the security guard's a different
fellow. and you wonder where the other chap went. and you keep looking out for him each time
you pop in now.

you know when it's another boy delivering the morning paper if there's an extra fold in the
paper, and you frown at that.

they're the two dirty dogs, stray who come almost as close each morning. and you avoid them
and yet you look for them if they're not there, trying to pounce on you.

you look into the hairdressers who opens real early each day when you walk to work. the only
shop open in the high street at the hour. and you look in each day.

there are cracks in the wall that don't always upset. never mind if they show even after the
walls are freshly painted. they smell of home.

the apparently insignificant bits that waltz into your daily schema. and stay. and become
fixtures, so much so that there absence makes you feel like you've lost your favorite
something, or didn't meet the nice someone.

where life is a rush and ghosts linger under your bed;
where too much noise and silent screams fight for the same prize;
where parasites and pests attack for your attention;
where no change and too much of change are at tug-o-war -
it's the insignificant dailies that in a way connect as disassociated figments and offer
familiarity in a strange lonely world..

and this is what Shuchita sent today -


Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.

introspective
reminiscent


and that is the mode.

after all, this year is leaving.....and another one at the door.

it isn't necessary that we miss the people we like/love.
but we [usually] always like/love the people we miss.


**sectioned under 'Arbit fundas' - how to find whom you really like/love**


ps - the word 'Arbit' has been embedded in the system since college. Anything which cannot be classified and even that which could be classified could come under the umbrella of this word. The usage of this word is highly flexible. The root lies in the word 'Arbitrary', details of which have been lifted from webster's -

Arbitrary
Main Entry: ar·bi·trary
Pronunciation: 'är-b&-"trer-E
Function: adjective
1 : depending on individual discretion (as of a judge) and not fixed by law
2 a : not restrained or limited in the exercise of power : ruling by absolute authority
2 b : marked by or resulting from the unrestrained and often tyrannical exercise of power
3 a : based on or determined by individual preference or convenience rather than by necessity or the intrinsic nature of something
3 b : existing or coming about seemingly at random or by chance or as a capricious and unreasonable act of will

[eminem quotes]

''To the people I forgot, you weren't on my mind for some reason and you probably don't
deserve any thanks anyway.''

''Sometimes I'm real cool, but sometimes I could be a real asshole. I think everyone is like
that.''

question for the day -
when was the last time you did something for the first time?
[read this on some airlines/airport]

well i tried a fag, and realised i quite liked it. tried it again, and did not get repulsed. but i know all too well i did it for i wanted to try it. no desire to take it up.

i know what a support system is.

i understand it is [probably] essential to have a support system.
i have been often told one must have one.
i have often realised i don't have one [by choice?].
i also realise i keep dwindling between 'do i need one/ want one'.
i am far too aware of the meaning of the word 'self-reliant'.
i am also aware of the downside of the same word.

so in theory, if someone would ask me, should one develop a support system, i'd say, yeah....it's the ideal thing to do.

and then, theory is simple. always.

so thought for the day - develop a support system
question for the day - do you have a support system

for now i'd say Amen to that.

a few examples from 'how to fool yourself - a guide to a happy life'


#1
when you find yourself stuck in a traffic jam, get philosophical and think in detail about
your purpose in the traffic jam, is it to smell the flowers ; is it to slow down the rush in
life ; is it to practise some self-control techniques by trying to refrain from cursing and
abusing the jam, and that you're getting late to meet the only date you were going to meet
in the last 6 weeks. think if it's a blessing in disguise, maybe you were going to be stood
up by your date. or is it to sit back and ponder if your life's become like the bumper of
your car ? are your 'head'lights on ? is your steering too hard ? what about the brakes ?
imagine your life to be a car where every part corresponds to an aspect of your life.
evaluate if you need a servicing more than the car.


#2
when you find yourself singing ONLY in the shower, especially when you're alone in the
house, tell yourself you're using the bath for enhanced acoustic effects. all great singers
did this, and this is proof that you've got the IT factor. start spending religious &
quality time [alone] in the bath. and let that voice out. also buy all the britney & raghav
[if you've not heard of him, you have a long way to go, but you'll get there in the end]
cd's and listen to them every waking hour [and sleeping hour as well]. look like them, talk
like them, worship them. know you're the next one. you've got it in you, and for this world.
so keep it going in the bath, let it be your stage.


#3
when you're jobless, or have been a failure, tell yourself you could be a new age guru. this
is the easiest and quickest way to earn big money, and also earn respect. this is also the
quickest way to meet the rich & subsequently rich and dumb life partner. do know that all it
takes to be a guru is to pick out THE words from a Westers or an Oxford and write 5
self-help books titled -
a) where the birds don't fly - the 10 step guide to creative freedom
b) maximising the minimum inputs - the art of living a smart life
c) 51 ways to Neverland - how to keep the child in you alive
d) bombs and biscuits - how to tame a monstrous dog
e) the couch & you - how to love your relationships
after the above, life will be a smooth ride, and you can take private sessions for anyone, and quote anything, even if it doesn't make sense it won't matter. for you've been accepted, and established.


#4
when in any miscellaneous doubt, simply tell yourself you're Michael Jackson's 'Nose'.
imagine the whole world knows you, you've got millions invested in you, you're the subject
of interest of the highly acclaimed critics around the world, and most importantly, unlike
anything/any-being/any-entity on this earth, you indeed are 'unique', the only one of it's
kind. if this doesn't trigger you to cloud 9, go die, for you're not worth being a fool.