For as long as my memory serves me, my contribution to the literary world has been an absolute zero. And I will even fall low enough to count an essay written in class.... Today after centuries of hibernation the writer in me has awoken and is all set to win the next booker prize. Wow, looks like i have a knack at dramatizing things!
As with any great essay in the history of time, I realize I need something to write about. Well, I havn't written a thing in the last 20 years or so, I should have a lot to write. I could write about the numerous trips that i'd been to all over south India in the last fews months. But unfortunately i seem to have a knack of going with lots of authors and poets and they'll definately do a better job at that. I could write about my rather interesting time at TU. That'll make for some nice reading. Maybe a well written work on it could sell better than 5 point someone. No way in hell, it'll give me nightmares even if I win the booker for that.
I could write about my time in college. "My four year holiday" as i often call it. Well the first year was by far the most exciting and dramatic year of the four. It was the time when I had just entered college and was willing to take on the world. Two weeks old in the hostel me and Rahul had plans to beat up any senior who came to rag us (Although that plan was not actually implemented atleast at that time). But alas, i dont seem to remember it well enough to write about it.
The final sem at college was mayhem. From me organizing the fashion show to scolding the HoD for not giving me my project of choice. Well I took up the job of the fashion show inchare thinking it would be a hep thing to do and will be gr8 fun with all the college chicks around. Turned out to be far from that. And I can now bear testament that organizing a fashion show is far tougher than any programming challenge I have faced in my life. As far as scolding the HoD is concerned, I will leave that narration to naveen who was the hero of the whole episode. I was mearly a "side actor".
Ok, I've decided to look at other forms of writing, I could write my thoughts on atheism for instance. About how by logical thinking, the absense of god is so clear. Or I could just give u a link to the original work from where i derive these ideas. How I'm thinking of somehow escaping when my mom takes me to a temple when i go home. Unfortunately, escape has to be done in a way as to not hurt her. I can pretend to oversleep but cannot really say no. Nah, this one would take a little too much creativity which is really beyond my capabilities at the present time.
The voices of the literary genius are dying again within me and I think i will have to finish my post here.
-Prashant
As with any great essay in the history of time, I realize I need something to write about. Well, I havn't written a thing in the last 20 years or so, I should have a lot to write. I could write about the numerous trips that i'd been to all over south India in the last fews months. But unfortunately i seem to have a knack of going with lots of authors and poets and they'll definately do a better job at that. I could write about my rather interesting time at TU. That'll make for some nice reading. Maybe a well written work on it could sell better than 5 point someone. No way in hell, it'll give me nightmares even if I win the booker for that.
I could write about my time in college. "My four year holiday" as i often call it. Well the first year was by far the most exciting and dramatic year of the four. It was the time when I had just entered college and was willing to take on the world. Two weeks old in the hostel me and Rahul had plans to beat up any senior who came to rag us (Although that plan was not actually implemented atleast at that time). But alas, i dont seem to remember it well enough to write about it.
The final sem at college was mayhem. From me organizing the fashion show to scolding the HoD for not giving me my project of choice. Well I took up the job of the fashion show inchare thinking it would be a hep thing to do and will be gr8 fun with all the college chicks around. Turned out to be far from that. And I can now bear testament that organizing a fashion show is far tougher than any programming challenge I have faced in my life. As far as scolding the HoD is concerned, I will leave that narration to naveen who was the hero of the whole episode. I was mearly a "side actor".
Ok, I've decided to look at other forms of writing, I could write my thoughts on atheism for instance. About how by logical thinking, the absense of god is so clear. Or I could just give u a link to the original work from where i derive these ideas. How I'm thinking of somehow escaping when my mom takes me to a temple when i go home. Unfortunately, escape has to be done in a way as to not hurt her. I can pretend to oversleep but cannot really say no. Nah, this one would take a little too much creativity which is really beyond my capabilities at the present time.
The voices of the literary genius are dying again within me and I think i will have to finish my post here.
-Prashant
2 comments:
rocking!!!!!
N i thought you would be the last man on earth to write a blog.
sirjee, ur arrival post is mindblowing. But what is the reason for this marked change. They say, there is a woman behind every man,
who is ur P2 in this case??
Keep writing!!!
All the Best
Just gave up reading this tripe at the point where religion was being blamed for Hitler and the nazi horrors. Either the author(blogger?) writing heavy handed satire or is deeply ignorant of 20th Century history. Either way i get bored.
I could ask questions but why bother? This guy is not a scientist nor a historian and 99% of blogs are written by self satisfied under educated technocrats like this guy.
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