The word "fathom" came from the ancient measuring techniques for sailors. And then came the say, "Fathom the depth of the sea". This particular unintentional abstraction of this post isn't meant to be as deep as sea. May be this isn't deep at all. Its superficial. In fact its just at the surface.
This post is a result of the word corrigendum. I just have it on my mind now and I don't know why. Corrigendum? I don't think so.
A few days ago I watched a documentary of GOOGLE peoples about Second Life.online Apart from the bafflement and astonishment and algorithms I thought deeply as we all would have done. And now I realize that all the time I am leading a second life. I watch movies, I read books, I go roaming around, I eat, I drink, I travel and I blog too. In someway I find it hard not to entail that in all my activities I am either running away from something or getting overindulged with some other thing in my life. I wouldn't be surprised if others find it the same way too as I am not different. Once I was called "sentimental", I always take it as an offense. Somehow, for me it was the exact opposite of professional, I always like this word and I would feel terrible. Speaking on the same note don't raise your finger at me with arguments as I already have mentioned that this is totally superficial. The only person who has the right to judge me is my boss at work. Rest can keep the change.
A senior once told me that if your life is full of fights then your life is interesting for which you had fought and are fighting and will fight. That makes your life interesting. The way we wanted it gets sort of changed, and the way we perceive it is rather disgruntled.
But, do there always have to be a QUACK in our mind? I don't know what it is and I guess I will never find out what it is or to be honest that I never want to find out.
But why the word "Corrigendum" all of a sudden find its place in my mind?
Anyways, as I was talking about the QUACK of all of our lives, somehow we or better I do try to keep is at a safe distance from my ears. And I watch movies, I read books, I go roaming around, I eat, I drink, I travel and I blog too for the very same reason. Somehow I find my way into these things and try to overhear the quack. For all I know I do enjoy my hobbies and (since very few have the ability to do things I can achieve) I begin to feel myself in those things playing characters, having opinions, expressing anger or joy or whatever. And there it is, Second Life.
As of this moment I am online on one laptop and watching "Wonder Years" on the other (partly bragging and partly telling that I have access to these things) and also with this word which Shakespeare knows why is called "corrigendum" and supposedly means "mistake" and filled with a gust of hating the QUACK and self for the betterment of the same self for the near future. Do I need both the laptops at the same time? No. Then why the hell do I have both switched on? May be I am feeling like a laptop now, may be like the hard drive or the random memory storage. And again how on earth feeling like a laptop would mean something to me or how would be related to be my nonstop Second Life?
I have a clue. May be gashing out these would make me feel better or at least otherwise.
May be I should just ...
This post is a result of the word corrigendum. I just have it on my mind now and I don't know why. Corrigendum? I don't think so.
A few days ago I watched a documentary of GOOGLE peoples about Second Life.online Apart from the bafflement and astonishment and algorithms I thought deeply as we all would have done. And now I realize that all the time I am leading a second life. I watch movies, I read books, I go roaming around, I eat, I drink, I travel and I blog too. In someway I find it hard not to entail that in all my activities I am either running away from something or getting overindulged with some other thing in my life. I wouldn't be surprised if others find it the same way too as I am not different. Once I was called "sentimental", I always take it as an offense. Somehow, for me it was the exact opposite of professional, I always like this word and I would feel terrible. Speaking on the same note don't raise your finger at me with arguments as I already have mentioned that this is totally superficial. The only person who has the right to judge me is my boss at work. Rest can keep the change.
A senior once told me that if your life is full of fights then your life is interesting for which you had fought and are fighting and will fight. That makes your life interesting. The way we wanted it gets sort of changed, and the way we perceive it is rather disgruntled.
But, do there always have to be a QUACK in our mind? I don't know what it is and I guess I will never find out what it is or to be honest that I never want to find out.
But why the word "Corrigendum" all of a sudden find its place in my mind?
Anyways, as I was talking about the QUACK of all of our lives, somehow we or better I do try to keep is at a safe distance from my ears. And I watch movies, I read books, I go roaming around, I eat, I drink, I travel and I blog too for the very same reason. Somehow I find my way into these things and try to overhear the quack. For all I know I do enjoy my hobbies and (since very few have the ability to do things I can achieve) I begin to feel myself in those things playing characters, having opinions, expressing anger or joy or whatever. And there it is, Second Life.
As of this moment I am online on one laptop and watching "Wonder Years" on the other (partly bragging and partly telling that I have access to these things) and also with this word which Shakespeare knows why is called "corrigendum" and supposedly means "mistake" and filled with a gust of hating the QUACK and self for the betterment of the same self for the near future. Do I need both the laptops at the same time? No. Then why the hell do I have both switched on? May be I am feeling like a laptop now, may be like the hard drive or the random memory storage. And again how on earth feeling like a laptop would mean something to me or how would be related to be my nonstop Second Life?
I have a clue. May be gashing out these would make me feel better or at least otherwise.
May be I should just ...
