S.E.V.E.N. DAZE
Life is a beautiful thing. you never know what happens next. One can speculate about it, but there is no place for certainty. Each day we live has something to teach us, and with each coming day we might have an other thing coming.
7 days is a compilation of my emotions , state of mind , newer direction that took place in my life. Like all the best things that have happened to me,the seven days saga came in as unexpected as the rest.
i'd be more than accurate if i said it all started with 4 letters...A.B.C.D. actually its more literal than it sounds. i was bored beyond all reasons, so i there i was exchanging mindless dribble,one alphabet after another. the funny thing was i had a certain stranger keeping count with me. Game after game,one mindless sentence after another, one thought after another the exchanges followed at steady paces.
I still remember the awkwardness of coming up with songs to dedicate. had it been a couple of years ago, then the process would have been easier. but right then, i had moved miles away from indian cinema. i really felt like an old man trying to keep up with the youth of the nation.
Day 1 -
i really dont remember the date nor the day when day one occurred i knew i had a maximum of 10 more such days.Day 1 was kinda the hardest,day 1 is always the hardest.I mustered up all my courage and marched past her scrapbook and conveyed my down-to-earth hi. Hi was a instant success hehehehe. it was received without any reservations.i still remember the time my day one started. it was as early as 11 am. now that i think of it,this suite lasted only couple of more days.
Day 1 was funny too. first impressions were exchanged. and i was found guilty of being a snob,self centered person. usually i'd be guilty as charged. but this time i decided to fight my charges.it dint really matter.guess it would never do.
Day 2 -
another of my most regular 11 am risings. i got up with my usual tinge of laziness. and like wat i usual do in the mornings,i turned on my terminal,and there it was...U Have unread scraps. i'm kinda quite used to being scrapped in the mornings, so it dint surprise me.
"u there"..were the magical words...she had written.i guess the day started with those words....went on till 10 pm. more abt me was revealed and nothing about her was asked. it really dint matter. i was happy she was online.i was happy i could talk to her. and i was happy that she was the one i was talking to.
Day 2 was funnier.as days progressed,the fun content increased at a monstrous pace. i guess this very day it was established that i was very funny. thats something i would never deny. so there i was THE FUNNY MAN for yet another soul in this vast universe. the day ended up on the usual note.10 pm sharp.voltage fluctuations.
Day 3-
this day kinda changed her perspective about me.the day had changed to. i was up around 10, responded with a "yup i'm here". the morning was no different. the usuals.mindless chatter with fun content. i was strongly cementing her perceptions of me being a "show off","snob","self opinionated". i mean to her i was the classic example of a guy who loved himself more than anyone else. little does she know that reality is quite opposite.
the evening was a little bit different. somthing snapped inside me,and there i was discussing my principle of multi persona. not MULTI PERSONALITY. the two things are very different. i'd maybe blog it later on...or maybe i've already done that. i dont know, or may be i dont care.
Speechless...thats what she said. this word is bound to repeat itself for quite sometime now. So that was day 3. a new side of karthik ventured. and ya the name katz kinda grew on her too...i was being addressed more as katz than karthik. i'd always ponder...ppl like katz...n they hate karthik
Day 4-
today i was up at 830. yes...early by all my standards. i kinda think i welcomed her today, not very sure though...its been 3 days. and each day something or the other happens.its hard to keep track. she was kinda out in the morning. dont ask me why, i dont know. actually i dont rememeber. but the evening was fun. i had found this dumb guy.i was pulling his leg big time.i was playing the good bro bad bro routine on him.reminded me of pinkpanther the movie. :)
but somehow i could connect to the dumb guy. life was talking my role and i was taking his. and it was mocking at me in different tones. this has been happening for quite sometime now, but the past 4 days it dint matter. and i dint remember it too. Day 4 in short was a laugh fest.
Day 5-
was up at 8. longer the days the more possibility of landing in troubles. and this is precisely what had happened. apart from calling me egocentric adjectives,she'd always say "sorry". all my life ppl have told me that.i'm sorry karthik...this that. most times its either a full stop to the hurt they have inflicted on me.or like the time when the words i'm sorry, was the staring of a life in regret,distress and depression.curtosey "EX".
Day 5 was also had a serious finale.i think i got a little bolder in conveying my wishes to meet or atleast talk to her. i really felt sorry for her. she was just far too young to comprehend the situation. not that i had any evil intentions. just felt age was against her. and i really blame god for introducing us. i never thought i'd even talk to a schoolie...i'd never done that before. guess god just loves to watch me broken n burned.
she was more speechless than ever. i dont blame her. i kinda sometimes have that effect on people.
Day 6-
penultimate day.day 6 was a sunday.and of all days she was out this day. i was out in the evening.nothing much happened. i waited through the day. then through the night i was out chilling with the guys. the guys deserve a blog here somewhere. day 6 is far to little to hold their share of credentials in changing my life for ever. day 6. i can believe i'm already here. i dint know it was gonna end the next day.
Day 7-
day 7. it was yesterday. day ended as fast as it started. everything was wrapped up around 12 i guess. i dont know why,but it just happened. everything ended as abrupt as they started. and at the end of it all... i was left standing all alone.i knew it would end, just dint expect the haste that was shown to bring about the curtains.
it just happened. i'd ofcourse carry the guilt of causing it. i always do. guilt is what i'm left with.
yeah..seven days up. so wats so special abt these seven days. these seven days i'd remember for sometime. i wont say for all eternity. but i will for sometime. these 7 days restored my faith in life. gave me a meaning to rise n sleep. brought back perspective to my life. in short i was back, as normal as anyone else.i was just like you, with the same tripidations,same reaons to live. for once i felt i dint carry the burden of life all alone.
Whats there in 7 days u can ask me. its nothing special. these days were not taken from the pages of a celebrity's life. its a part and parcel of my life. ME. i'm just an ordinary guy living a sub ordinary life. What you take home from this blog is a assurance that life is filled with infinite seven days. life is both fair and unfair. sometimes u are the statue..other days u get to be the bird. and somedays life lets you be both. The entire essence of the blog is not to validate the fact that wat ever starts will end in a crash n a burn, but it is to celebrate life. i find everyday of my life to be a road trip. i dont know wat each day holds.and reaching the next day is not the objective. if the game was to outlive,life would have been pathetic.
yeah so each day in those seven days i felt a different kind of joy. from plain and simple happiness to sense of life. The seven days taught me a valuable lesson. it said "no matter how hard u try to be, u are still nothing but human. "and i agree.
PS:
If you are reading thing and you dont know who'm i'm talking about, its time u updated ur trivia abt me. but let me just tell you one thing. my bond with her was never out of the fine limits of friendship. i respect that line. and i'd never venture out of the safety of those lines.
7 days is a compilation of my emotions , state of mind , newer direction that took place in my life. Like all the best things that have happened to me,the seven days saga came in as unexpected as the rest.
i'd be more than accurate if i said it all started with 4 letters...A.B.C.D. actually its more literal than it sounds. i was bored beyond all reasons, so i there i was exchanging mindless dribble,one alphabet after another. the funny thing was i had a certain stranger keeping count with me. Game after game,one mindless sentence after another, one thought after another the exchanges followed at steady paces.
I still remember the awkwardness of coming up with songs to dedicate. had it been a couple of years ago, then the process would have been easier. but right then, i had moved miles away from indian cinema. i really felt like an old man trying to keep up with the youth of the nation.
Day 1 -
i really dont remember the date nor the day when day one occurred i knew i had a maximum of 10 more such days.Day 1 was kinda the hardest,day 1 is always the hardest.I mustered up all my courage and marched past her scrapbook and conveyed my down-to-earth hi. Hi was a instant success hehehehe. it was received without any reservations.i still remember the time my day one started. it was as early as 11 am. now that i think of it,this suite lasted only couple of more days.
Day 1 was funny too. first impressions were exchanged. and i was found guilty of being a snob,self centered person. usually i'd be guilty as charged. but this time i decided to fight my charges.it dint really matter.guess it would never do.
Day 2 -
another of my most regular 11 am risings. i got up with my usual tinge of laziness. and like wat i usual do in the mornings,i turned on my terminal,and there it was...U Have unread scraps. i'm kinda quite used to being scrapped in the mornings, so it dint surprise me.
"u there"..were the magical words...she had written.i guess the day started with those words....went on till 10 pm. more abt me was revealed and nothing about her was asked. it really dint matter. i was happy she was online.i was happy i could talk to her. and i was happy that she was the one i was talking to.
Day 2 was funnier.as days progressed,the fun content increased at a monstrous pace. i guess this very day it was established that i was very funny. thats something i would never deny. so there i was THE FUNNY MAN for yet another soul in this vast universe. the day ended up on the usual note.10 pm sharp.voltage fluctuations.
Day 3-
this day kinda changed her perspective about me.the day had changed to. i was up around 10, responded with a "yup i'm here". the morning was no different. the usuals.mindless chatter with fun content. i was strongly cementing her perceptions of me being a "show off","snob","self opinionated". i mean to her i was the classic example of a guy who loved himself more than anyone else. little does she know that reality is quite opposite.
the evening was a little bit different. somthing snapped inside me,and there i was discussing my principle of multi persona. not MULTI PERSONALITY. the two things are very different. i'd maybe blog it later on...or maybe i've already done that. i dont know, or may be i dont care.
Speechless...thats what she said. this word is bound to repeat itself for quite sometime now. So that was day 3. a new side of karthik ventured. and ya the name katz kinda grew on her too...i was being addressed more as katz than karthik. i'd always ponder...ppl like katz...n they hate karthik
Day 4-
today i was up at 830. yes...early by all my standards. i kinda think i welcomed her today, not very sure though...its been 3 days. and each day something or the other happens.its hard to keep track. she was kinda out in the morning. dont ask me why, i dont know. actually i dont rememeber. but the evening was fun. i had found this dumb guy.i was pulling his leg big time.i was playing the good bro bad bro routine on him.reminded me of pinkpanther the movie. :)
but somehow i could connect to the dumb guy. life was talking my role and i was taking his. and it was mocking at me in different tones. this has been happening for quite sometime now, but the past 4 days it dint matter. and i dint remember it too. Day 4 in short was a laugh fest.
Day 5-
was up at 8. longer the days the more possibility of landing in troubles. and this is precisely what had happened. apart from calling me egocentric adjectives,she'd always say "sorry". all my life ppl have told me that.i'm sorry karthik...this that. most times its either a full stop to the hurt they have inflicted on me.or like the time when the words i'm sorry, was the staring of a life in regret,distress and depression.curtosey "EX".
Day 5 was also had a serious finale.i think i got a little bolder in conveying my wishes to meet or atleast talk to her. i really felt sorry for her. she was just far too young to comprehend the situation. not that i had any evil intentions. just felt age was against her. and i really blame god for introducing us. i never thought i'd even talk to a schoolie...i'd never done that before. guess god just loves to watch me broken n burned.
she was more speechless than ever. i dont blame her. i kinda sometimes have that effect on people.
Day 6-
penultimate day.day 6 was a sunday.and of all days she was out this day. i was out in the evening.nothing much happened. i waited through the day. then through the night i was out chilling with the guys. the guys deserve a blog here somewhere. day 6 is far to little to hold their share of credentials in changing my life for ever. day 6. i can believe i'm already here. i dint know it was gonna end the next day.
Day 7-
day 7. it was yesterday. day ended as fast as it started. everything was wrapped up around 12 i guess. i dont know why,but it just happened. everything ended as abrupt as they started. and at the end of it all... i was left standing all alone.i knew it would end, just dint expect the haste that was shown to bring about the curtains.
it just happened. i'd ofcourse carry the guilt of causing it. i always do. guilt is what i'm left with.
yeah..seven days up. so wats so special abt these seven days. these seven days i'd remember for sometime. i wont say for all eternity. but i will for sometime. these 7 days restored my faith in life. gave me a meaning to rise n sleep. brought back perspective to my life. in short i was back, as normal as anyone else.i was just like you, with the same tripidations,same reaons to live. for once i felt i dint carry the burden of life all alone.
Whats there in 7 days u can ask me. its nothing special. these days were not taken from the pages of a celebrity's life. its a part and parcel of my life. ME. i'm just an ordinary guy living a sub ordinary life. What you take home from this blog is a assurance that life is filled with infinite seven days. life is both fair and unfair. sometimes u are the statue..other days u get to be the bird. and somedays life lets you be both. The entire essence of the blog is not to validate the fact that wat ever starts will end in a crash n a burn, but it is to celebrate life. i find everyday of my life to be a road trip. i dont know wat each day holds.and reaching the next day is not the objective. if the game was to outlive,life would have been pathetic.
yeah so each day in those seven days i felt a different kind of joy. from plain and simple happiness to sense of life. The seven days taught me a valuable lesson. it said "no matter how hard u try to be, u are still nothing but human. "and i agree.
PS:
If you are reading thing and you dont know who'm i'm talking about, its time u updated ur trivia abt me. but let me just tell you one thing. my bond with her was never out of the fine limits of friendship. i respect that line. and i'd never venture out of the safety of those lines.
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