Friday The 13th

Having seen some of the movies in the Friday The 13th franchise, I am also among those who believe that it is a day of losses. As my birthday on 15th I decided to go home on the greatest Friday from Bangalore without any reservation. My Friday 13th went like this...

[$$@@!!].....Everything has been extremely exaggerated here.....[!!@@#$$]

Running low on cash, I decided to go to nearest aTm for withdrawing some bucks and snap came reply "Unable to Process Transaction". As I am having enough to complete my journey I boarded on a bus thats going to majestic. I believe that if we remove all the empty space in the bus, it would form a 1mX1m area probably. May be due to some wrong calculation, one just fell off from the bus (I think he did it intentionally..). Finally I reached Majestic...one hr long journey in 1sqm area!!. I went to the reservation counter to check for any buses, There the number again saying that "No seats to ... ". Disappointingly I went to the platform to check any buses and a deluxe bus stood like a angel. Hesitatingly I asked the conductor of the bus for any empty seats where a simple laugh was the only reply. Slowly he told me that we are about to start and one seat is still empty...I asked how much...@!#...Oh Snap!! I need to go to aTm now. I came back from the aTm only to find that my bus left. Then came "Garuda" (proud Volvo bus service from aP). Again I went to the conductor...ohh sorry Captain of the bus and asked about any empty seats. But this reply was horrible asking me to get out of the bus in a very soothing way, then some one just dragged me telling that he can get me a seat in the bus but it will take a little bit more..he means almost double.

Finally I reached my place which is 3km away from where the bus dropped me only to find that there's nothing to take me home. Somehow I reached home in despair that Friday The 13th showed its true color to me.

The Butterfly Effect

It’s been very hard to settle into writing something for this blog in past weeks. Every time I sit down to cobble some words to the page, they seem trite and superficial. How do you confine great, empty feelings of loss into mere words?

The loss I am talking about is so obvious for anyone who lives in roorkee. As I said I cant express my loss in words..I need something else....hmm....or may be....

Its Just Simply Banal and So Boring.

Last night I watched "The Butterfly Effect" for the 5th time and I am gonna talk a little about it. In true mathematical sense Butterfly Effect relates to the sensitive dependance on initial conditions in Choas theory. But I believe what the film depicted is much more interesting, may not be intriguing. It talks about a person who frequently goes to back his past eventually changing his future..I mean his present.

This movie made me so pathetic that I was all the time thinking about the wrong decisions I made in my life hoping for a chance to travel in time and alter my past, which may then alter my present.

May be reading this stupid blog may also alter your future. If you find this blog dreary eventually you may lose interest in blogging and your blog will simply become a hell to sort out like this one. And if you find this in an other way...I guess you wont....Then simply wish to go back to the moment that you are about to click the link...