Rediscovery

If my optimism is my hamartia then I am ready to accept it. But not when it hurts the people I love. Not when it affects others. I need to unlearn some things and relearn some others. There is so much about me that I need to change.

I can't afford to let my mistakes hurt others. Not now. Not anymore.

I need to change. Be conscious.

I wish I could be less optimistic. 

I will change.

I don't know what I am talking about

I haven't watched a a good rom-com for ages. I want to. Talking of rom-coms, I once saw a movie in which Ashton Kutcher threw his girlfriend/wife's dog out of the window. He did not actually throw the dog out, it jumped out because of him. I saw Ashton Kutcher in a few other movies one of which is "A lot like love". It's one of my favourites. It has a single by Aqualung, who happens to be one of my favourites too. 


I used to like Ashton Kutcher. I no longer do. He cheated on his wife. Which is not cool. Even though I never liked Demi Moore. 


I love Audrey Hepburn. She is beautiful. She is one of the dead persons I want to meet. ( I have a list for that too) I love her. As a person and as an actress. 


I recently discovered I like jam. Not with bread. Just plain and simple jam. Scooped from the jar in a spoon. But I had used up all the jam to make jam chocolates because no one eats jam and it came free with something. Only two spoons were left. Which I had and liked. I didn't buy jam after that. Coz I am not used to liking jam. I forget that I like it. So when I see jam bottles I don't have an urge to buy them. 


I hadn't cried for ages. I cried yesterday. I saw two movies and parts of both made me cry. Later I wondered why Fred had to die. You know what makes me sad? Birds in cages. I don't understand why people have to buy birds and keep them in cages. What is even sadder is birds that have forgotten how to fly. The saddest is when their flight feathers are clipped and they cannot fly even if they did remember how to.


People are not nice. 


"Human beans is squishing each other all the time,' the BFG said. 'They is shootling guns and going up in aerioplanes to drop their bombs on each other's heads every week. Human beans is always killing other human beans."
~BFG


The BFG is right. Humans are not nice at all. Most animals don't kill their own species. 




Humans lead sad lives. 

Discovering great music

One of my favourite memories, and something I'm very thankful for:


The day I watched A Lot Like Love, liked the song Brighter than Sunshine and googled it. And discovered my god, my singing inspiration - Aqualung. 

~WeirdTalkingDragon




Thanks WTD for your memory! Aqualung is one of my favourites too. I got to know about him because of you. So double thanks!

The Google list

I googled myself yesterday. Not because of any self obsession tendencies (maybe a little) but because I wanted to see how much information Google stored about me. 

I made a list of all the things I found about myself.

1. The fact that I use Facebook and Google+ is revealed. ( This I expected.)

2.I used to have a blog on Ibibo which I deleted(For those who are aghast. I do hope someone is aghast. As I was saying what I wrote there was BAD.) The link still comes on the 2nd page. If you click on it it’s a broken link.

3. I have a Picasa web album, which is now sort of default with Google+ users. This album has zero pics.

4. An account with a site called slideshare. I had to register to see a presentation and now I have an useless account. ( With no recollection of my password or the email id I had used.)

5. I used to have an account with a site called muggle.net back when I was a teen and used a dial up modem(Now THAT used to take ages and we used to be very patient. A momentary pause for the “times have changed” rant, please.) I was into fanficton and even wrote one myself. So my muggle.net user id also came up on the 3rd page.

6. My college admission merit list. ( I still can’t believe that was three years ago AND college is over!)

7. An interview I gave to The Telegraph when I was 17. (Here's why I was interviewed)

8. My story that got published with TOI. (Yay!)

9. A letter to the editor of The Telegraph.

10. Comments I gave on a public forum. (Did I actually say that? )

11. The fact that I use JustDial.

12. This blog! (Thank God for that.)


Moral of the story? (No moral, I just concluded.)The internet is the most extensive archive. Everything you do on the www is archived. Every lame comment I made on a forum is out there. Nothing gets deleted. That every activity is archived is not new information, yesterday I saw that for myself. I don’t find this scary. I am very matter of fact about it. I haven’t done anything stupid. (Not really.) As a not so net savvy teenager I may have partcipated in online discussions on forums about my favourite actor, book or whatever. No pictures. Nothing career threatening. I don’t need to worry about my past deeds. But after this I will be more careful about what I write, where.

The Memory Bank

I have always loved memories. I rely on them to write. I like the past as much as I like the present.

So what? Well, I am also a curious person and love to listen  to people talk about their memories. So I came up with this project. 

It's simple. You just have to share your memories with me

To know more, go to my memory page The memory bank