- Hey, let's go have some fun
. Fuck You
- Hey, let's work on our dream
. Fuck You
- Hey, let's bring about transformational shifts in our lives
. Fuck You
- Hey, let's create something beautiful
. Fuck You
- That was great, now, my turn
. Yeah, ok
. So, want ro go fuck around with reality?
- Aaaarrrggh
This couplet is by a friend
"Inn bigade hue dimaagon mein khushiyon ke lacche hai
Hume pagal hi rehne do, hum pagal hi acche hai"
That reminds me of a one by Kazmi
"Apni hi dhun mein rehta hoon
Main bhi tere jaise hoon"
Fraakaa freezum koilima
Keng pushnita naifistu ola gigam
laramoskiri poro naikom
eegam taansufam hube dyoob
big and tiny blobs of
scaaarlet
floats by a smug face
that trudges alone in space.
sooooeeeesaaaaide
On the local train, while on my way from work, I was standing behind a man at the doorway. He was fiddling around with his mobile phone and I found myself, repeatedly, staring at his mobile screen. There wasn't any salacious SMS to be read or anything else that might interest me. It just seems that any screen in my field of vision, with its hundreds of thousands of flickering pixels, has the ability to hold my gaze, even if it is for a little while. I guess it is time to start defining screen time by the hour and make a conscious effort to cut down the time I spend washed in the warm white glow of one. I could also restrict the number of screens I expose myself to and also the hours I will spend looking into one. Maybe I'll go with a policy of three screens on a weekday (the work computer, my mobile, and the home computer or television or a cinema screen), not exceeding 12 hours a day, and two screens on weekends, for less than 6 hours a day. Let us see how this goes.
