Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Thou Puny Clay-Brained Maggot-Pie !


British insults are the best. Shows like Blackadder and Monty Python's Flying Circus brought it out the best. One of my favorites is "I bump into cleverer people at a lodge meeting of village idiots." Also, you need the context for this, but it kills - "Which Pitt is it ? Pitt the toddler ? Pitt the embryo ? Pitt, the glint in the milkman's eye ?"

I recently came across this picture on the internet and it had me falling off my chair in laughter.



Insults have always been a huge part of these shows. Think Blackadder and Baldrick. If you've watched the show, you will definitely be able to picture Edmund calling Baldrick "An artless ill-breeding wagtail."

So go ahead and have fun with this, Thou logger-headed dizzy-eyed foot-licker. I definitely did.

Atu :D






Thursday, December 1, 2011

Through the Looking Glass . . .

There is a circular origami with a hole in the middle on the back glass door of my cousin's house (where I currently reside). She has wanted to take it down a couple of times but I told her to keep it up. When she asked why, I just said that I like to look through the hole in the middle, through the glass. It was as simple as that.

I occasionally look through that hole for just more than a moment. Why do I do it ? Possibly looking for something good on the other side. Like the cupboard that led to Narnia. Like the Rabbit Hole that led to wonderland. Like the Tornado that took Dorothy and Toto to Oz. Looking for something different than what is actually outside. Looking for a place where everything is nice. Looking for that one thing that makes everyone happy. That one thing that makes me happy.

Hoping to see a different world. Where peace prevails and war & violence are words now archaic. Where famines and droughts are things long forgotten. Where the ice-caps aren't melting and where everyone is happy and content. Where all is well and there is nothing to worry about. Wouldn't that paint a nice picture.

Now, I have to disagree with myself. I have always believed that it is the hardships that make you grow as a person. Make you stronger. Toughen you up for the big, bad and scary real world outside. But through that small hole, the real world isn't a scary place. It's a place of smiles. That world, viewed through the hole, doesn't exist. And even if it did, I do not think that I would want to be a part of it. As much as I dream about it, I wouldn't want to be in it.

I might be contradicting myself and earning many glares from all of you. Maybe what I want to see when I look through the hole isn't a happy place where there is no wrong. Maybe I want the hole to act as a telescope into the future. My own future.

I agree that it will take the fun out of the experience of the life I will lead. And maybe knowing what the future holds may not always be the best thing for anyone. Nevertheless, I will continue to gaze through that hole. Hoping to see the future or nab a glimpse of the other world brings about a sense of peace. To me, it's similar to listening to "The Dark Side of the Moon" by Pink Floyd and Clare Torry starts her wordless vocals on The Great Gig in the Sky. A moment where it's nothing else but you at peace.