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      Maruthu hooked me to another Tag

      My friend sometime back told me that he has the strange habit of looking into monitors for no strange reason when things doesn’t work the way he wanted to. I have a strange habit of counting things, well I am not able to write down exactly what I do, if I see 10 dolls kept on a stand, I try separate them in pairs of 2, 3 or 5 in my mind for no reason. Well I have been doing this for no particular reason, if I separate them out in pairs of three, then I will have one entity left. I will keep that in mind and the next time I separate things on pair of 3 and if one entity is left out, I will join this one with the previous and when I complete them with another one, I forget that, sounds funny, but this is one of the weirdest thing which I have not uttered to anybody in this world until now, now this is public. What made me say this now I don’t know, and then I was watching this movie “Stranger than Fiction” this is no great movie, but the character Harrold in the movie had lot more similarities to what I do, well I am not as lonely or idle as him, but definitely all the counting stuffs which he does, funny, even I have done the same. For this reason alone I liked the movie very much. I don’t hear female voices inside my head as he does, but I make my conscious talk to me as I do my activities. I narrate a story to myself and within myself. This is just one thing which I am able to ponder for now, if I start digging myself I could come up more, but let me stop here.

      One of my inspirations definitely would be Forrest Gump, this is not the weirdest thing I am penning down, I thought I add this as well, it is definitely a must watch, I am lost for words for this movie, Innocence and Brilliance at its best in him and in the movie. Was reading in the papers that Varanam Ayitum is going to Gautam’s interpretation of Forrest Gump, I am not sure what he had/has to show us. After PKMC flunked among the audience, Gautam better be careful in bringing yet another inspiration of his.

      Ok, starting to where I begun, what do I do, when things doesn’t get along my way, I try to watch a movie; yes seriously that’s what I do. The answer though is very obvious, the other day, 2 of my friends and I when we were involved in a conversation, all had this similar feeling, from a time pass to a successful hobby, watching movies has all the more had become a duty for us. I cannot bear myself to see any unseen stored movies in my system; it goes into my pending tasks right away.

      When pondered over this habit, was it helpful in anyway, YES all ways. It has proved to be a great companion for me in more ways than I could imagine. For any diversion I had always looked upon movies and sometimes the topic from which I wanted to divert upon always throws right on screen, I laugh at myself then. But the fact is it has given me solutions as to how I should react. Well there is more as to what I can write but I stop here.



      I tag whosoever read this blog.The previous time I tagged it was Ramak who came up and I bet Ramak has more weirdest thing happened/happening in his life. Macha come up something interesting.Good Night.






      Weird Tag - Sunday, March 25, 2007 -

      Not again I think


      What we do when we are in bad times, try and force not to concentrate on that, resultant getting more influenced. What I am doing off late is to watch some movie, and what happens there, incidence or co incidence the same state of affairs comes on the screen and you get more offended than what you have been, Well TIL… .

      Every action has an equal and opposite reaction, so trying to force not to think – the action has to have a opposite reaction, not trying to not to think, confusing, we usually try not to think, try this --- you never try not to think at all, that is again back to square one. So that brings us to another point, you try and you don’t try to do the same thing i.e not to think. If not thinking is the toughest thing against thinking, why should people think at all? Simple, minds simply can’t stop thinking. So why should people then not think at all? That is also simple, minds simply can’t stop thinking. So mind me, our minds aren’t simple at all. Hence the conclusion Minds are not simple. So being simple is the most difficult of all, does that being complex is the most simplest of all, that will as well be difficult, coz being complex is simple, and simplicity is difficulty.

      Point Number One... am I in a bad mood, no not at all, then why all this, This Is Life (TIL) Living Life is the most simple thing which everybody can do, yet it is so complex, expectations , ego , selfishness etc many other factors make it so complex giving it a mundane look. Life as such is eternal, but living life is not. Love is eternal, Unnale Unnale's Trailer says Life is Beautiful* but with Terms and Conditions applied, tats one thing which I came across recently and what attracted me a lot. I just love to see what the film has to offer, hope it does something good.

      Last Friday I turned myself for this movie GhostRider, it gave me a ride,Mudila, suthama mudila, enna solranathu therila. Oru Mannum ella padathula. Vita pothum sami odi vanthuten theatrele erunthu. As usuals weekends full vetti, watched Pokkiri once again and one good thing I did the end of the weekend is to Buy the album Pray for me Brother.

      Not again I think - Sunday, March 04, 2007 -

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