freeword...

We are a socialist secular democratic republic has been reworded to.. we are a content... aimless... loathed... sham... for we have lost the real significance of being way back... maybe there was some error in the way patel sire divided the states, or maybe autonomy is a concept misunderstood, but when we look within its pretty much noticeable that we might be winning some stray wars but we are losing the battle as a whole...
The east could be a country in itself... with mamta (am unsure of who i am but am sure i wanna stop bengal from running) bannerjee as their aung yang... and then kashmir with its separatists and parallelists and unsurists forming 3 separate countries... gujrat and modi forming a hindu nation with some defactors from the thackeray end... and then there wud b the southies,... who wnt live together i can guarantee... for they wont share water food or air amongst each other...
and yet we have scribes writing tales about a glorified india with 3 medals thaat... and celebrations on winnin one where a gold shud hve been par for the course... so are we content with the sheer nothingness of the multitude of efforts we put in... for how long wud we cry about how deplorable it all is right when the fat lady is clearing her throat to let lose??? why should conditions not be made right when it counts???
why should so for that matter be delhi allowed to crawl to work and back??? when we have potholes to drive our cars through... and why not sleep on the sidewalk and be crushed by a beamer or a bentley if u r looking at an aristocratic death... n have ur soul wait for justice while the system is bought over by the flying angel atop the phantom someone drove...
or well why not try and set up a plant or a dam that can shape a states future and have some nature freak or a political mileage seeker come along and shit all over ur front yard and u still being left with the task of cleaning up...
and well u cud just burn the poster of the movie playin near ur place be it Casper the friendly ghost and claim that the portrayal of a ghost is demeaning to ur religious beliefs....
somehow calvins world of imagination and freeword is better... and i wud rather be living in it... then trying to manage out here... hey watterson...cud u like rename the strip call calvin seth n be done with it...

moved by a movie..

Saw shawshank redemption for the nth time... knew the dialogues by heart... even the opera piece by the french ladies... but still cudnt peal myself away from it... i donno why but i can watch it right now again... was just wondering wat makes it that special, is it for the reason that andy wud crawl out at the end through shit (literally and otherwise) and be free... or cuse it will rekindle lost hope... or cuse red redding will narrate a tale in a way that aint been done or wud happen ever ( n amitabhs bachpan has lost the last shred of respect for he dared doin the bruce almighty god role n has tried 2 do the freeman act far 2 many times, dude u may b good, but ur voice n narrative can never come close)... i just cant figure out, but i hope the pacific is as blue as have seen it in my dreams... the blue sea calls me 2... i was never a sea person or the beach boy... i loved the mountains, still do, but the three months in chennai n the goa things changed that, though a visit to the beach leaves u smelling like fish, but being there, the silence and the solitude the enormity of the sea gives u is tremendous...