Mondays be mundane.
Yes.. again… I’m driving (sort of) and thinking. Coz of course there’s so much time to do that. The traffic helps me so much. Gives me time to eat all the fruit I want, crack open pistachio nuts; hell I could knit a whole muffler in a single days trip. It just doesn’t move. That’s why its called traffic.
All I do in the name of driving is – press the brake pedal. Clutch. Brake. Brake. Clutch. Stop. MAKE SURE U DON’T touch the bumper of the car in front of you..or YOU know he’ll kill u. WHICH got me thinking, what if things were the opposite.. And cars were supposed to bang into each other while braking… OK decelerating.
And people would stare and gasp if someone did not crash into another’s car. “OMG did you see that? He stopped without bumping into that car in front of him! I swear the worlds gone nuts! Rules mean nothing”
The guy in front of him would get out – ready to pick a fight. “WHY? WHY? WHY WOULD U DO THAT. Couldn’t u have just dented my car? I mean how difficult is that?”
The vigilant policemen of ours would intervene. “Ke Baat Se? Lai-sence, RC Kaddo. Chalaan katega. Gaadi chalani na avey hai tanney!” that’s the extent of my accent and dialect.
A nicely bashed up car speeds by ” i wish someone would do that to my car. Next time i’ll make sure i hit real hard.” “Yea, Im trying to get that crunched up look for the tail end”.
For your own safety, bump into me.
Ofcourse this is ridiculous.. OR is it.
Fruit finished. almonds,pistachios well chewed. eyes wide awake. Moving on to.. more traffic. Until then…..!
It all started with an Idea I had while driving around in my small little hatch back wondering what would be ‘interesting’.
Within a few days my whole class turned into a manufacturing unit. Everyone was a carpenter, painter, electrician and ofcourse – the designer.
Days went on and new experiments kept happening. Learning how to paint; to knowing what material to paint with. What dries up faster and what takes ages. How to use a saw; to how to make an LED series connection – although most failed – drastically. Results started to emerge 🙂
Risks taken. Some too big, some too small. The rooms looked like cotton candy with all the thermocol bits and pieces flying about here and there. Frenzy all around with the zeal to get the best out. Perfection. Running around in malls trying to take pictures. And in the process being thrown out coz’ oh u cant photograph random people, but the pretty ones can!
The experience of experiencing these – experiences made this quite worth while. Turned two weeks into a whole month. They just wouldn’t end. But end they did. It turned out to be quite an adventure. The stories – fabulous – almost fantastical. But things happen. Yea. Checklist keeps growing by the hour.
Good work exceptional work. Interaction to the max.
This lil’ crazy idea I had.. that went mad. Came back smiling. So much to tell.
I am but oh! I real am not but I dont know that Im not!
Hypocrisy: advocate virtues, moral or religious beliefs, principles that one does not actually have or is also guilty of violating. Hypocrisy often involves the deception of others and thus can be considered a kind of lie.