I propose it all ends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m not very inspired these days really. No particular reason though I would care to mention the general spirit of apathy that seems to permeate into everyday being. I am not gonna start on how the entire scene is falling apart these days. That topic has already been done to death a million times over. I don’t really want to sound pessimistic here but maybe this is the big climax. Like the Big Bang which started off the show. Let’s call it the Big Fizz. Life mirrors Art in that it’s a cycle. At some point things must start all over. This is the Creator’s way of maintaining integrity. Just our luck that we’re feeling the heat this time round.

In other news, things have been lukewarm around here and my sister had one of the worst b’days of her 19 years of existence/living. Viral Fever!!!!!!! Plus Dad was away on an official tour (they’re really close). She was pretty low the previous day but brightened up when she saw her b’day gift - a brand new Nokia 3500c. The gang showed up in the evening and there was some partial fun happening. Partial because the next day happened to be a working day. Meanwhile I decided to pull my shorts up and get down to some serious guitar practicing as the edge was missing these days. I looked up all my fav videos on youtube especially the one in which a juvenile 2 piece band from Argentina does a raw cover of Sepultura’s ‘Refuse Resist’. Those guys are destined for great things provided they are given the time. I think the viral fever is the prelude to an impending epidemic cause half the people I know have caught it. Ive also noticed that my general fitness level has taken a heavy toll owing to my slothful lifestyle and I along with a few friends decided to start playing badminton and realized on a scale of 1 to 10 im a 1\2 when it comes to stamina.

These being the only bright spots as things are pretty sick nowadays and leaves you with nothing special to look forward to. I just can’t help but notice the fatalist in me rearing its ugly head. I was scared at first because it’s mostly not a good thing but in retrospect I realized that I just cannot help it. Optimism crumbles under the onslaught of reality that given time you do not even bat an eyelid while watching your biggest fears unfurl right before your eyes. The feeling of hopelessness is all pervading. And I let it be. These are choices we always wish we had. But then that would have made things perfect. I’m someone who revels in imperfection which in a way transcends perfection a lot more than perfection ever will.