Thursday, February 28, 2008

My philosopy class!!

Ever seen season 8, ‘Monica’s secret closet’?
While watching it the 9th time and having by hearted all the humor of Joey, suuuppeerr cuteness of chandler etc... I started thinking on a totally different level…
Ya I know we are talking about friends here... You are supposed to laugh or cry...
But I wondered… don’t we all have a secret closet inside us? An unknown part of ourselves which we hope no one finds out? At the same time looking for some one, ready to accept us with or INSPITE OF THAT!

Huh life….



That’s why I always say!! Throw away (or just keep aside) your philosophy books, and watch FRIENDS!!!!!

THE unCONCIOUS

Woke up in the morning, as usual… picked up the newspaper, as usual... But very unusually I felt an uncontrollable need to go though my horoscope...

Come on! It’s stupid... do I really believe in all this stuff? Somebody being kind enough to tell me my fortune and all I have to do is look into the news paper? That’s all?



Excellent! Let’s do it!


The first line itself was a cool breeze of air! ‘Your wait for the special someone will end today’
Well... that was exciting!
But what did that mean? Special someone? That could be a puppy I wanted for so long… that was clearly a generalization to suit everyone! Oh how stupid… I don’t need to read the rest...

Veryyy weirdly I felt like a cocaine addict (not that I have ever had any... but it must be how it feels) I wanted to read it in spite of not wanting to believe it!

“The planetary conditions are in a good turn... It’s your day! ”

Finally the weight of conflicts was off my shoulders…I threw the paper away…
What a crap!

In a few minutes, off my notice, I started singing a Himesh Reshmia song…I was shocked!!! I never sing Himesh Reshmia’s songs in the morning… for that matter I never ever sing Himesh Reshmia’s songs…

But somehow I kept going on…

It was seven am in the morning, dint get a good sleep, had a big day ahead… but still I was happy!

For no particular reason!

Or may be a reason my ‘thinking’ brain decided to refuse…