Why can't we be friends?

"Why can't we be friends?
Why can't we be friends?
I know you want me dead.
Why can't we be friends?"
                                    - Ancient Chinese Proverb.

It strikes me as highly ironic that anyone who would understand the humour in this post will never read it. That's curious, right? If I'm cracking inside jokes in a blog entry that's accessible around the world, then it stands to reason that the people I made these quips with, wherever they are, can read it and chuckle softly to themselves. Why aren't my friends following my blog entries?

We're slowly moving toward a world where your cell phone wallpaper says more about you than the wallpaper in your home. Your status will change with the death of a relative, but your face won't even twitch. It makes me infinitely sad that we're replacing the human touch with touch screens. Will our children ever know the unbridled joy of isolation? Can they imagine what it's like to think without assault?

Give me solitary confinement.

Love and Other Drugs

This post is not about you. Get over yourself, really.

I've decided that this is the appropriate font for a blog entry. It feels right. And typewriter-y. Na?
I have a few questions about relationships and since I'm pretty much talking to myself, I'm going to attempt to answer them truthfully. These queries deal with societal generalisations and will therefore be addressed accordingly. Some may seem trivial but I urge you to read through them. They might change your life. Probably won't, but why take a chance, eh?

1. Why does one need to have 'boundaries' in a relationship?
What are boundaries? Who defines them? If they're individualistic, then they might as well not exist in this context, right? When I say boundaries I mean like I can't date an ex-girlfriend's best friend, or younger sister. I don't get it. She's attractive, I can get her to like me and she reminds me of you. It's perfect. It's weird? What does that even mean? That doesn't mean a damn thing. You're only assuming that it will be awkward. It's forbidden because those with authority and influence deem it inappropriate, unfit.
Human beings aren't born with ties, not even those of blood. Babies come out of the womb with only one attachment, and that's severed very soon by the mother herself. I can foresee a horde of conditioned people being repulsed by this very soon, so let me illustrate with the help of an example.

Maggie was born to John and Jane but put up for adoption. She was taken in by Laurie and Leslie. Laurie and Leslie also have a biological son, Hector. Can Maggie and Hector fall in love (assuming love has a type, but we'll get to that one later)? What if Maggie didn't know she was adopted? Would it be incest either way? Is it 'wrong'? How about if they were Parsis, does that make it alright? If John and Jane had a son called Peter, could he see Maggie if he didn't know they were related? And if he did? If Maggie dated Garth and then turned him gay, would it be okay if Garth and Peter hooked up? What if Peter was a girl instead and Garth cheated on Maggie with her? Is that as bad as cheating on someone with their sister? Why is cheating with the sister or mother or cousin worse?

I don't get it. Boundaries are constructed. You go with what you feel, that's fine. Ultimately, you've got to sleep at night (or whenever, whatever floats your boat), I understand. All I'm saying is that if you're allowed to express your emotions, I shouldn't be restricted from following mine just because yours happen to slot into the majority category - also known as normal. Marginalisation happens to everyone. Don't get agitated about it, just accept it.

P.S. - I will update this post as and when I can. If you have a question (even an agony aunt type one, I'm actually very good) please leave a comment and I'll get back to you. Thank you for your time.

What she said

"...she thought my problem was that I was too impatient, my fuse was too short, that I was only interested in instant gratification. I said, "Instant gratification takes too long." The glib martyr."
                                                             
                                                                                               - Carrie Fisher.

Life philosophy

Thank you Lisha Almeida.

Nobody said it was easy

   It's such a shame for us to part. The need for safety is a terrible epidemic.

What A Girl Wants

  Also what a girl needs, incidentally, is not for you to listen. Though I set great store by the cliched wisdom of chick flicks and the like (people seem to think that just because certain ideas have been repeated a number of times, they lose all value), an important element is missing while 'listening' adoringly to conversation.

   The evolution of female assertion and the 'metro sexuality' of the man now means that women are not the only ones who need to express feelings, while men don't possess the sole shoulders to cry on. Being on this shaky, equal footing - what now endears is conversation and a stimulation of wits, before other things. You know?
One needs to listen automatically and respond in a true-to-self vein, otherwise it is probable that both of you will lose interest beyond a point in time.

   However, if by chance you do find that person who engages your senses and titillates your mind, by god hold on to him/her. It's those journeys that make up your life and your heart, piece by piece.

The Opium of the Masses

 Mustafa Kemal Ataturk got screwed because he tried to free the minds of those who didn't have the mental strength to face reality. That is the ultimate failing of man. Equality doesn't exist. Stop trying to make it happen so that you can feel better about your own flaws.