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Warfare
What’s that armed weapon doing if you love him so much?
Fix it before we run out of time.
Now.
x EdgyShark x
Plant Strawberries Not Bombs
And this is just another way of saying Make Love Not War.
Life gives you lemons, and what do you do? Cut them up to be able to suck out the sweet juice from within its confines. How many of us actually sit back and just look at the lemon and give it time enough to just let it be?
You can take out a million analogies from everyday life pertaining to this fact. And only one thing remains at the end, wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, just be sure to live in the present and be able to feel the cool breeze sway past your cheek.
Nothing’s gonna change my world.
x EdgyShark x
Seventeen, Why Thank You!
Here’s a Thank You shout out thingy to all you guys who made the entire 24 hours so awesome. P.S You can keep pampering me. Just because the birthday’s over, doesn’t mean the presents and the affection have to stop 
- Barbecue and bonfire: Awesome. Although, I think we can just skip to the peg of ginger beer and vodka that I was allowed. Pa, Pradeep uncle!
- Clothes/book vouchers! I can never have enough of those! Bonnie aunty, Sharoni, Manju masi, Rupal, Prady!
- CAAAAASH! Haha, however non-materialistic I might be, cash is always welcomed with arms wide open! Rj, Meetu masi, Palak!
- Brilliant picture collage thingy. It’s so cool, and totally goes with my new walls. Rj!
- The surprise present that never arrived. Can you now tell me what it was?Thank you anyway, you know I still love you. Kushan!
- After Eight mints, Sour Punk candy and that amazingly awesome scrapbook with 17 funky-random pages about me! LOVE IT! Mahima, Prerna!
- The very hot fountain pen that I’ve been eagerly waiting to write with. Varnika!
- The beautiful yellow lilies and the letter and the birthday video that almost made me cry in joy. Kazim!
- The acoustic guitar that is soon going to come into my hands. Aashna(I’m guessing)!
- The awesomeness that is still due. Since I have no clue what it is, I cannot write about it. Vidhi, Vrinda!
- That stupid FB inbox message from Abhijit Gupta. Jabran would have made a video Unnati!
- The laptop that I am going to name Jazz. Mom, Pa!
Pardon me if I missed anything out. Although, I doubt it. If I did, comment and I will repent for the rest of the next one minute I love you, and you know that!
x EdgyShark x
The Fake Hangover
Person reading this please note: A fake hangover is not called so because it is not a serious affair. Au contraire, it is exactly that, probably worse than a real one, but no assumptions to be made without actual experience of the situation.
And I think I’ve come to the conclusion that this was one of the worst hangovers, like in ever. It’s all good when you’re getting the cork to pop out, drinking straight out of the bottle. And even losing your mind before; posing with it pretending to have won a pole position at the Singapore grand prix, and spraying the podium with alcohol.
A hangover takes place when you get drunk and sleep on it. Now getting drunk, is not a mean feat. And no, it doesn’t necessarily include the use of glowy absinthe. Because sometimes, even oxygen can do the trick. (You know, the whole too-much-of-anything-is-not-good argument …)
We laughed. And rolled around. Clicked about a gazillion photographs, and laughed some more.
However, as the wee hours of morning approached, we had to bid adieu, like every other star accepts the shining power of the Sun, without much resistance.
The day began with agitation. Recklessness, and the desire to catch a six minute quick nap for about eight hours. What a distant dream that seemed like.
No caffeine to help me out of the madness that raged within the membranes of my brain. Not even the hints of a sane conversation or left overs of the night that lasted, stuck around to assist the storm that went wild.
My head hurt during class. And my thoughts ran amock. I became what I become at rare times like these: Philosophically outrageous.
And since I don’t talk much when confined within the walls of that campus, I wrote my frustration down on paper. In French that too.
There are very few humans left on Earth. People waste way too much time on materialistic things. I feel like time’s running out.
You know what, you’re going to realise that on your own sometime. Until that epiphany occurs, continue on like you’ve been doing. It’s your life anyway.
x EdgyShark x
Barista Sundays
This post is a tad bit too late, and only because of my silly head getting a ‘jet-lag’ so to speak.
‘My’ Barista boy’s gone. Two weeks, and no sign of him. So I’m thinking he’s probably quit or gotten relocated. Nevertheless, I *had* to befriend a new one, it’s a necessity, so I did. This one’s good too, although he doesn’t handle the orders, just does the standing-behind-the-counter-job. That’s okay, because I already have another B.B who does that, i.e, knows how my Blueberry swizzle is cut, and knows the fact that throwing in a pack of tic-tacs makes me happy.
And now, the one-behind-the-counter knows my usual order, my usual table (although yesterday, my usual table was inhabited by osme two other whackos, and I did glare, and my glare did get noticed by B.B who was in half a mind to help me.) But that’s fine, I guess. Change.
More later, I’m getting late for French now.
x EdgyShark x
Eternal Bliss
What if knew you had a direct pass to living forever? What if you knew tomorrow will arrive, come what may? What if you could stare into the amaranthine sky without a care in the world, without any fear? What if …
Scientists are now apparently coming up with inventions and discoveries within the human body and surroundings that might in years’ time, help people to live forever. The fact remains, what’s the point if all fear is wiped out from the human race of having no urgency or target to exist for?
Life and eternity are as much on two sides of the same coin as life and death are. Today, the 21st century has become so fast paced with zero tolerance towards complacency because of the only reason that there’s too much to do and too little time. The rate at which technology is progressing, economies are developing and thought flow is speeding, it’s hard for anyone to stop and ponder over things. One small rest and you’ll be left far behind.
Life is about living it to the fullest before the big demise. And that’s what makes it all the more challenging. If we were to know that it’s never going to end, maybe things would be different, but it’s worth imagining an ageless existence, where time goes on, or in other words, is so slow that it never reaches the end of the road.
People might take things easy if there was a tomorrow. In today’s world, such a risk can transform into a hazardous incident that ‘could have’ been mitigated but wasn’t. But tomorrow, it could simply mean absolutely nothing.
Being a believer in ancient mythology and creatures extraordinaire, I don’t know whether to think that vampires are lucky, or whether they’ve been caught frozen in time, living this fallacy of existence. They sure do live forever, but how exciting is that? Of course, it’s silly to answer from someone else’s point of view, because you never know what they might feel. But then again, if given a chance, would you want to live forever?
Maybe I would, provided I’m seventeen, lasting permanently; immortal in its true sense. Who wants to grow up to tell people they’re a hundred and sixty seven years old? What if the population on the planet remained stagnant and undying? The young remained young, sans wrinkles and old age, and the old, well, just as they are.
No sense of danger. But then maybe, violence would take its toll, with people turning against each other, making life miserable. Those who’d want to escape to that fathomless open sky where the supreme beings reign, wouldn’t be able to. People will probably eventually make peace, but you know how those tales of yore go.
History would be of no use, you’d have living legacies waiting to talk about their perpetual happenings. Then again, someone once told me that ‘could, should, and would’ are three words that one shouldn’t ever try to use.
There ‘could’ be a lot more to this indefinite piece of writing about such a day and age. The power of thought is truly unimaginable, and everlasting.
x EdgyShark x
What Has This City Given Me?
Ask not what it’s given you, but what you’ve taken from it.
Because life is not about just counting your lemons. It’s also about siding those lemons with some tequila. The lemon in my iced tea as the moment is sour. And it’s not like I like it. But that, is life. It’s been sixteen years since I’ve been in Calcutta, and all I’ve done is complain about it.
But a recent epiphany reminded the tangled up wires of my brain that there still is time. Instead of whining, I have decided to do with it what I do best: Write, and create.
I’m still not promising, but I’m going to try.
It feels like an English town, as the rain lashes against the window of the cab speeding traffic, whizzing past the dimly lit streets.
It feels like a place out of a Victorian era, as you pass Park Street and see those well dressed foreigners and daily goers alike, getting in and out of Oxford, and The Park Hotel.
It feels crowded when you don’t feel right. Crowded to an extent of asphyxiation. But it’s all in your mind.
Nonetheless, it feels fine, maybe today. Tomorrow perhaps. The day after as well.
And then there will one day be a city that I can call mine.
x EdgyShark x
The NYC Liberty II
This is madness, because my mind is just all over the place. How could I write about Carrie Bradshaw and not mention the very awesome/apt Mr. Big?!
And he calls her a kid all the time, heh.
x EdgyShark x
Absolut Absinthe
I took the “What Liquor Are You” quiz on facebook, just for the kicks, and apparently, I’m a classy Jack Daniels Tennessee Whiskey. “Definitely a classic, you adapt to all situations—from quiet nights to loud parties–you fit in! While you have a feisty side, there is something unmistakably smooth about your character.”
And Tequila’s probably have the same description. So what liquor do you think you would be? Even though this is silly. (Or not )
Here are a couple of results that turned out to be quite true, I guess:
- Jinx :
Bombay Sapphire Gin
You are Bombay Sapphire Gin! Indistinguishable from all others, you are an acquired taste. You are discerning, elegant and gentle. However, there is a lot of fire if one would take the time to look.
- Syd :
Lucid Absinthe Superieure
You are Lucid Absinthe Superieure! You have a mysterious lure about you. You see things from a different perspective. You are a multi-layered, complex individual, with a soft, delicate side. However, there is a side of you that is dark.
Comment liquor? 
x EdgyShark x
