The Massacre

Science & Poetry

She saw me. And her eyes changed. They went from being open & curious & ready to take it all in to suddenly looking all soft & slept &--I know it sounds weird but--tender. The skin at the edges of her eyes crinkled just slightly, like she was beginning to smile but didn't want to rush it. And her lips curved up just the barest amount, like the look between us was a secret we shouldn't give away. And for that one moment it was like I was the only person in the room as far as she was concerned, & she was delighted to see me, & what's more, she fully expected me to be as excited to see her, which I was. And that's how I know.

3:41 AM

New Year Resolutions

Everyone's been raving and galloping about new year resolutions and self improvement which i find really baffling. I don't mean to press generalizations across the board but who the fuck really follows these self improvement, DIY new year resolutions anyway, most of which we lose memory of mid way through the year.

Some people think of the new year as wiping the slate clean and starting over; changing yourself for the better. I feel that if you want to change something, it can be done at any time of year irregardless of the occasion or magnitude. Finding moral or intellectual superiority doesn't need to happen exclusively on the birth of a new year; if you want to find your sense of righteousness, you can do it any time of the day.

And everyone seems to have very superficial, morally inspiring resolutions. Like, be a better person. Learn to love the world more. What kind of fucked up resolutions are those? Yeah and mid-way through the year, you start to develop sexual attractions for your best friend's partner.

In fact, that would make for a much more practical resolution. Since everyone has such horrible resolutions, I've decided to ignite the world with 5 of my very own practical, 'I actually will do this by the end of this year', resolutions.

1) Spell my name backwards within 5 seconds. - I've always wanted to do that.

2) Limit and regulate my sexually explicit innuendos. - Happiness is a warm gun, if you know what i mean.

3) Stop labelling fat people as monsters, call them 'fat peeps'. - Anthony, my fat peep friend. HAHA!

4) Develop affiliations with at least 2 homosexual individuals. - It's fun having minority friends.

5) Be a socialist. - Socialism.

Now, those are some REAL resolutions a human being can work on!

5:49 PM

Happiness is a Warm Gun

When I hold you in my arms
And when I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm, warm gun

11:57 PM

The Heralding of A Socialist Revolution

That’s it. I’m just absolutely disgusted with the abhorrent state the world is in right now. A global recession, an earth-shuddering economic meltdown and a band of fuckin extremists pledging war on the world in the name of God; the damned state of affairs the ‘big round fuck’ is in right now.

I find it particularly sickening when these men speak and act as the embodiment of particular ideologies and spiritual principles, rather than acting spontaneously as human beings. The irony here is that people continue to hold on to the much polarized belief that God is still shadowing over all of us.

Maybe he still is or maybe, appalled and disgusted with the current state of his own ‘establishment’, he left this the place a long time ago. Either way, I beckon it’s time he pushed the Armageddon button and heralded the becoming of a new age; a new world order. Start with the building process again, from scratch.

As for all the Hindu fundamentalists, Islamic extremists and Christian evangelicals, with a misplaced sense of religious conviction, hell bent on running siege all over the world – karma’s a bitch.

On a lighter note, let us usher together during this period of uncertainty and turmoil, and herald a new era of revolution.

Screw liberalism. Socialism, my friends, is the path to peace and unity.

Let the ruling classes tremble at a Socialist revolution. The proletarians have nothing to lose but their chains. They have a world to win. Working men of all countries, unite!

- Karl Marx, The Communist Manifesto (1848).

Forget about authority and class divides, revolution is underway comrades! God If only I was present during the 1900s.

*Disclaimer: There is no fucking revolution alright. Just don’t get me arrested or anything.

I just wrote that shit to feel socialist and liberated. It was sort of an out of body experience; imagine how Karl felt when he introduced socialism to the masses.

My 19th birthday gift: The world; with a socialist movement ravaging through! Talk about not learning from history of how revolutions only tend to fuck the world up more.

This has to be the most random, fucked up post ever.

5:37 PM

Breasts, breasts, breasts. Where are the thighs?

Know what I hate? Plenty of stuff

Especially, when people take pictures of themselves.Vain. Vain. Vain. Look at me! I'm waiting on line for a movie. Look at me! I'm sitting in a car. Look at me! I'm outside the lion's cage at the zoo. Can't see the lion. Can't see the zoo. But look at me!

Can't stand it.

Back then, we took pictures of OTHER PEOPLE. Get it? That's why the viewer and the lens point in the same direction. Oh, you don't have viewers anymore, do you? You have "preview screens." You can see the results as soon as you're done and delete the pictures you don't like.

Seven years ago we had to use FILM, and we didn't see how the picture looked until after it was developed! None of this "wait, look at me! Oh, that came out bad, let me take another picture of me and another picture of me until we get it right." We wouldn't dare waste expensive film on the off chance a picture we took of ourselves would come out right.

If God had meant for us to take pictures of ourselves, He'd have given us invisible arms!
Sigh.

Remember when pictures were taken on special occasions? Family vacations, holidays, visits from long lost friends and relatives? Even standing on line at a theme park or the DMV!

Now, being in line at the movies is a special occasion that requires a picture. Being in line at McDonald's rates a pic. Heck, you don't have to BE anywhere! Being ONLINE is enough of a reason to have your picture taken by you for you. Click!

How do I look?

Bloody Bollocks.

5:00 AM

God's Little Playground

And i'm back. Not that anyone's concerned but, apparently, a few poor souls have dropped by demanding an update. Ironically, it's the SAME bunch of people I happen to bump into almost every single pathetic day.

They know what happens in my life but for some reason, it only gets acknowledged and appreciated when it's published on a blog.

My life is sort of like a melodramatic movie. It's moves along with feverant pace, garnished with an array of fiesty characters. The people around me enrich my life with such enthusiasm and optimism every single day, that it's magnificent when you just lay back and think of it all; gazing at the big picture. They add so much light to my life.

And it so happens that, three of these fiesty characters are celebrating their birthdays soon. 3 of the most insane, depraved and diabolical ones in fact. Vineetha, Asvin & Zahra.

Vinnetha - How long has it been? nearly ten years! For ten years, we've known each other and not once have you ever paid for lunch on your own accord. It's always shan darling, chip in for me this time or karthik, be a gentleman for once! haha. Nah, i'm exaggerating it. But still, you're superficially thrifty, pretty much like a cheapskate. I still recall when you resorted to stealing from a store down in Bugis just because the old man manning the store refused to negotiate with you. You little indian shoplifter! quite disguisting really. haha. and for Halloween, there's no need to find a costume. Going as yourself shld scare a couple of people off anyway, haha. Oh Happy Birthday sunshine, enjoy being 18.

Asvin - Where do i start with this one? You know there's a reason for quotas, limitations and boundaries of sorts. Because of gundus like Asvin. I give you 3 months to write a 2000 to 4000 word report and what do you do? While other students are struggling head over heels to complete their 2000 word reports within the deadline, you stroll back with a 12,000 word report. 12, 000? and you go, i just don't know what else to write? For god's sake Asvin, the caffeine level in your medulla oblongata is inhibiting the saneness in you. Simply put, you've lost any semblance of rationality and you're pretty much a psycho. haha. But of course a psycho that i admire and adore aplenty. Happy Birthday my punjabi friend and may your 19th year, a very important year in your life, bring you joy and harmony to your mind and soul.

Zahra - And finally, CHENA pork! She takes the cake. Tip of the iceberg. The worst of the Brady Bunch. Call her all that there is. Our dearest Zahra has walked around school barefooted before, not once but twice in fact. It's one of those days, where you get up in the morning and you start whining abt how robotic and exhaustive your life is, so what can be done to make it slightly different and spicy today? Oh ya, how about walking around school barefooted! haha. and plus Zahra has enourmosly large feet. Must have been quite a sight to have seen her walking around school like that. The poor child's balding as well, haha! I'm telling you zahra, it's the nutella. It gets you all high and as a negative side effect, triggers off this balding sensation, haha. Anyway, i'm so sorry I can't make it for Friday and plus it's Naan. That's a double whammy. You have a great time anyway and Happy Birthday gundu! And plus zahra prompted me to say stuff like, she's the greatest person in the world, blah, blah, blah. haha. Enjoy being 18 mate.

And that's it. Done. A long awaited blog post and pretty elongated one as well. Till 3 months later, cheers!

6:10 AM

SATC

Student Ambassadors Training Camp. Loved it. Even if we were starved and set astray in the middle of Macritchie, I would have still loved it. Fundamentally, it goes beyond the activites assembled together for the camp, beyond the camp programme sheet, beyond the comfort and welfare. It's about the people, about those who surround you, those you spend your experience and moments with. I loved it for the people there, be it friends, mere acquaintances, working partners or school mates. I enjoyed every single moment, I cherished every single moment, I had during those three days with the people who made it all seem oh so exhuberant and euphoric.

Azizi, Ash, Firah, Nachos, Ching Ru, Jonathan, Mel, Pei Ern, Anthony, Zahra, Monessa, Ileane, Yi Ling, Yr 3s, my mentor Edmund, the SATC committee and many others. In fact, just about everyone. You guys made it a memorable experience and we've got at least a year left in us, so let's make this a paradisical journey. Enjoyed it, loved it. Nuff said.

7:51 AM

End of massacre