After three hours of mindlessly spending my time in the redundant task of studying, I experienced a visceral revelation. It's rather peculiar that most of my life changing revelations occur whenever I am forced to study Hindi.
I thought of how futile and insignificant humans are. About how we're merely a minor cosmic accident and even if the earth was destroyed to make way for a galactic freeway, it wouldn't make an ounce of a difference. As a friend duly and regularly reminds me; I might just get run over by a car tomorrow and then all my desires and ambitions would be pointless. It's fascinatingly absurd how you can cease to exist within a fraction of a second.
With all these philosophical ruminations plaguing my head, the reader will understand how I could not continue studying, *states in a hopeful tone* you know, i could just kick the bucket tomorrow and then I wouldn't have to write the boards. Or... I could hitch hike on the closest spaceship *please not a Vogon ship* and explore the universe as a swashbuckling buccaneer with towel in hand and goldfish in ear. So if you happen to find a stray alien ship willing to accommodate a desperate student in search of the meaning of Life, Universe and Everything; kindly send them to me.
Now to more important and sensible matters.... What would be the name of the planet I discover? Beaverland? CynicsUtopia?42? OscarWilde? Suggestions will be considered provided they are ridiculous and impractical for all intents and purposes. After declaring myself Supreme OverLord/Lady *no I'm not gender confused, just grammatically confounded* , Her Excellency plans to spend the rest of her days in probing scientific research.... like how many nukes are required to destroy Andromeda or is Michael Jackson a genetic experiment gone horribly wrong.... I am sure such breakthrough answers would change the lives of all human, humanoid, semi-humanoid and android beings.
I assure you reader I am not inebriated, drugged, brainwashed, schizophrenic or a Star Wars fan. I'm merely under the influence of a small dose of Coffee.... Now, mere mortal, the important task of idleness necessitates my attention. Hopefully I shall soon be traversing the length and breadth of the Universe with less than 10 Altarian dollars a day or I shall be restricted to endure the hell known as the Boards.
I now leave you with an excerpt from the 3rd worst poetry in the universe- Vogon Poetry.
*Oh freddled gruntbuggly,Waiting for my Heart of Gold,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.*
*stares wistfully at the stars*
2 comments:
you! put in a chat widget please so that i dont spam your blog comments like this... anyway, this isn't even a legitimate comment, but i tagged you!! go see http://moyrn.blogspot.com/2008/03/taggediness.html if you want to do that tag :)
Eager Beaver!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yay!
you're here!
w00t!
yes , please put a chat widget!
and btw the Beaver is MIT's mascot. just so you know =)
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