Friday, April 30, 2010

How to commit Suicide?



Failed in exams? Parents don't love you anymore? The one you love is fcuking someone else? You hate yourself? People don't read your blog? People read your blog but don't leave comments? Your job sucks? Your boss is a doof and your co-workers are back-stabbing loosers? The whole world is out to get you?
Chill.
We have just the thing you need, fates have guided you to the right blog post, because what you need is a Suicide.
Yes.
Kill Yourself! but (How?) you ask. The world is full of un-imaginative idiots who have made suicide look like something bad and idiotic, it’s time you took control of your life and the way it should end.It's time,you took suicide to a higher level. No stupid cutting, jumping, ropes, guns or poisons involved, this is suicide like you have never heard before. This is what imagination does to you.
Let's not delay the inevitable and move on to the three top slow and steady my ways to cash in your chips, go west to meet the maker! (why slow and steady you ask? Because that makes sure you win the race ;))
Here we go:

1) Fall in love-- Love, as they say, is the slowest form of suicide. Once in it, you are going to die. The road to happily never after is littered with evil intentions and broken hearts, you walk a mile in a three legged race of love and the road forks. Sweet. Either you succeed and have a "happy ending" (Ending is the keyword here) or you fail and die bit by bit inside. Very interesting and novel way to die, of course half the world is doing it without even realizing it. That is what makes this fun.

2) Chase a dream-- Dreams are nothing but remains of a bad night's sleep. If you go chasing dreams on mountains of hope, your dreams will turn around and bite you in the face. Then they will jump off the mountain and start flying, while your face will be headed on a super-fast Hello to Mr. Ground of Reality. That can break a man or a woman, from inside and when you die there, no glue or doctor can join you back again. Chasing dreams is a risky method and a complex one, slow and simple, but sure.

and as a bonus method,

3) Read MY BLOG everyday-- Congrats, you are already on your way to the pearly gates pits of hell. Word by word these sentences will crawl in your brain through your eyes and push your brain through your ears till there is no more space left in your head for anything but this fukced up blog. A slow, and a very painful death.

That's all for now. I guess.



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Suicide is a self expression. Hope this helps.

;)


Friday, April 9, 2010

Proud to be a Vegetarian

It occured to me how I never shared with anyone regarding my evolution into a vegetarian. It happened after a post on selfishness and the post following it (which carried forward the issue raised in Selfishness). The comments that were left on those two posts also helped me make up my mind.
:)
After having witnessed the Mumbai terror attacks (albeit via TV and newspapers), I am crystal clear about my stand and feel good about it. For our survival, we need to destroy something or someone. In other words, selfless survival is not possible. The only thing that we can do, if we do want to keep living, is to choose how cruel we want to be.
All of the following are forms of destruction, but in increasing order of cruelty (that’s a personal opinion):

    - killing plants to feed ourselves
    - killing animals to feed ourselves when there is nothing else to eat
    - killing animals to feed ourselves even when plants are available
    - killing animals for pleasure / luxury clothing / luxury bags
    - killing a human-being when it is absolutely necessary for our survival
    - killing a human-being for any other reason than that mentioned above

Terrorists would belong to the last group (most cruel) and a vegetarian would belong to the first group (least cruel). Gandhi had gone a step ahead – he had even stopped eating killed plants and had taken to only fruits (further less cruel). I might not be Gandhi but I asked myself if it was possible for me to climb down the cruelty ladder at least by one step. The answer to that was an obvious ‘Yes, Priyanka’ – and that was when I stopped eating animal flesh.
Also, it felt odd to refuse the chicken cooked with so much love by so many people (obviously wasn’t aware of the transition) that I ate it quietly.I know that I am a vegetarian now and I shall remain one for the rest of my life because there is no other way I can be true to myself, I say.

Cheers to all Veges!
:)