Digitised Generation Of Today

                       Yes, we belong to a generation of procrastinators where friends are the world and technology by far is the most awesome thing which has ever happened to mankind. Since the inception of human civilization, denizens have sought ways to confabulate. And thanks to the advent of modern technology, the world has come even closer. Internet has revolutionized the way we communicate. The 21^st century ‘iPad totting’ and ‘status updating’ man can be decorously titled as the most technologically advanced entity involved in the long process of ontogeny.

                        Little did the inventors of internet know that their invention would turn out to be the fundamental core of the digital world.  It now has become a well established dogma that every person must be up to date with the latest advancements in this sphere of life. And if you aren’t aware about the whereabouts then you definitely must be living under a rock! In today’s digitized generation your status quo is decided by how many likes you get for your Facebook profile picture and the random status updates. Facebook has become the pop culture phenomenon where people find solace in the virtual life rather than interacting with people in the actual living world. So, you want to be at the top of the social pyramid? It’s easy! Get an awesome *sorry for the redundant use of ‘awesome’. One of the side effects of belonging to the Facebook Age* profile picture and cool status updates. Next thing you know is that you’ll be the Queen Bee or the Czar of your school/college.

                        ‘Twitter’ is no longer a mere sound made by birds. It is now a micro blogging site where people update oh-so-uber-cool statuses. On Twitter, the eminent personalities connect to their fans over ‘tweets’. But it is also open to common masses where they happen to pass on information and try to build up their followers. Don’t be surprised if someone asks you to follow them because they are just asking you to follow them on ‘Twitter’ and not a cult or brethren. After all the number of followers gets you an instant access to the privileged class of ‘Twitterati’.

                        Blogs have become weapons of mass revolution. They are bringing about a bohemian upheaval. The ‘netizens’ supported Anna’s fight for the Lokpal Bill by continuously blogging about it. What seems to be the backbone of this digital generation is BlackBerry Messenger. It initially was meant for the ‘big corporate boys’ but now it has become a status symbol in the teenage world. So if you don’t have one, get one! And people will gladly welcome you in the addictive ‘BlackBerry Family’ by setting a status just for you. PING!!! The day is here when people go into depression because they don’t have a steady and speedy internet connection. All we can expect is not to turn into semi robots devoid of emotions. So better buck up and get set with your mouse-keyboard because this digital generation spares no one.

                       

                       

                        

The Labyrinth of Emotions

And here I am

Standing oblivious in a conundrum, lost!

Stuck in a dilemma; trying to find a way out of the Labyrinth of Emotions

Things around me suddenly become luminous

I thought that I found my ray of hope

That ray…which would guide me on the path of illumination

Drenched in this ray, the feeling of overcoming a plethoric herculean engulfed me

But life isn’t that easy

It was just an illusion

And I find myself again

In the labyrinth; lost…

Untitled...

                   I really don’t know why I’m writing this. And the title too might seem a little bit absurd…but I owe this one to a couple of people who have been the sunshine in my darkest hour and got me through the day. All of us at some point of time have tried hard to make it work…love, friendship and many other things. But what I thought was complicated and a rocket science seemed to be plain and straight logic which I call “The Quest of Nothingness”. You don’t have to do anything special with certain people. With them, it just clicks…for me, in the terms of friendship. You don’t have to be there all the time and take efforts. If that person is really your friend, they’ll continue to love you unconditionally despite of your flaws. They have seen your ugly side, the time when you were mad at them…but yet continued to be there for you.

                        With some people you have to put up a show. There’s nothing wrong in doing so because you’d rather have them as acquaintances. You are a mere stepping stone for some. If they don’t care enough about you; then it wasn’t ever worth taking all those efforts. Well! Life teaches one many lessons; especially lessons regarding people. We face the repercussions by making the same mistakes. We fall. We are broken and scarred. But we shall rise from the ashes just the way a phoenix does. There shall be light and we will be drenched in it…the light of hope, love, and faith…of our near ones which shall guide us on the right path.

                        It’s a rat race out there. But we do have some rats with us whom we call our friends…the true ones. Something’s are meant for you something’s aren’t. It’s hard to let go off things. There must be a reason behind for that entity not being in our life any longer. Don’t leave things on destiny. Yes, it does play an important role. But make it happen. Get inspired, inspire a few. Live each and every moment and don’t just exist. Eat, pray, love, live, dream, hope, faith, make a change, inspire, fail, get up again, make it happen, conquer. To wrap it up I would like to quote the following lines from John Mayer’s song “The Heart of Life” –

“You know, it’s nothing new bad news never had good timing.

Then, circle of your friends will defend the silver lining…”

                        

Metamorphosis...

                She stood still and looked at her reflection in the mirror. This wasn’t a person whom she knew. Whose reflection was it? What had become of her? She used to be vivacious and outgoing. She was a fighter not a quitter. She took life as it came her way. But that incident changed her life…the time when she was molested on the railway platform. The bystanders enjoyed the show. “Were people really that insensitive and cruel and inhumane that they get reduced to such sub-human standards?” she thought on the verge of hysteria. She loathed those hands…those evil, harsh and blatant hands. The memories of that terrible incident were etched on her mind. She was over ruled by the penumbral shadow of solitude. Life seemed dichromatic now – just black and white. Her insides where screaming with agony. Why me? She felt violated and besmirched. Those hands…those merciless and tarnished hands. She got up and walked towards the balcony. With her trembling legs she climbed the parapet and stood gazing at the world below. The cool breeze was flowing through her hair, her favourite white dress fluttering and her heart numb. But she was not a quitter. It struck her...was life that cheap enough to dispose it away? It was not worth...that too for a sick pervert! She had to accomplish so much...her dreams and her aspirations. She got down. Her soul now soared high above. She felt worthy and lively again. She gaped at sun which was setting on the horizon. She sat on the rickety chair which was there in the balcony and looked at the white pigeon as it flew away into the hues of the setting sun...

Jerks, Jerks Everywhere!!!

Heya people! This article is based on all the jerks present in my college and their antics. I think I've written this article in a sarcastic and a satirical manner. I hope that has delivered well! I hope u guys like it. So read on and have a good laugh.....

Act 1, Scene 1:

I’m sitting in the college in my classroom. As usual…I’m sulking about the fact that “Why-the-hell-I’m-in-Mary’s!?!?” Just then the guy I hate the most in my class (by the way…the list is really very long! :p) comes all of a sudden and sits next to me. I’ve titled this boy as “CHOCOBOY” because he keeps on spraying the Axe Dark Chocolate Deo. Now try to visualize – A very wannabe guy, millions of wrist bands on his wrist (which my ex-class teacher rightfully used to call ‘BANGLES’), the topmost button of his shirt open…trying to flaunt his body…which infact is 2-dimensional!! Wearing his pants (which can slip down at any moment!) on the groin. Dirty flashy sneakers which he thinks is very ‘KEWL’!!! Conclusion- The typical roadside ‘Kya aap mujshe Fraandship karoge?’ types!!

Chocoboy: “Arrey kya re! Tu mujhse baat kyu nahi karta?”

Me: (Trying to act normal and suppress my laughter) “What!? Are you talking to me?”

Chocoboy: “Tujhe mujhse koi problem hai kya?”

Me: (Wondering whether the guy is perpetually dumb and a total jerk or whether something is wrong with me. But I agree with the former…:p) “No! It’s nothing like that. I was busy doing my work. That’s why I didn’t notice you!” (God! I’m such a terrible liar)

Chocoboy: “Accha…! Wohi toh! Tu toh mera fraand hai na!” (keeping his hand on my shoulder.)

I thought…okay now I’ll have to take a bath with acid!

Act 1, Scene 2:

It’s a typical classroom scene. I’m engrossed in reading a novel. Just then I here the following conversation.

Skinny Girl: “Oh shits!” (mind it…the shit is plural and not singular. So here we go…SHITS!) “ Oh shits! Woh mujhe dekh raha hai! Main kya karu?” (As if Orlando Bloom or Hugh Jackman is looking at you! You shithead!)

*Note-The “Woh” in this context is the Chocoboy.

Fat Girl: “Arrey…tu usse dekh mat. Nahi toh usse lagega ki to usse bhaav de rahi hai. Ladko ko toh tadpana chahiye!” (with the typical bollywood tone...speaking as if she has done a PhD on boys.)

The skinny girl thinks that is the babe of the college...some celestial beauty. The fat girl is the most boisterous girl I’ve ever come across…she is soooo loud!!! These people really don’t have brains! They are so jobless. All they talk is nonsense. And yeah…how can I forget their grammatically incorrect English! I die laughing when they start speaking in English! By the way…all of them are from English medium!!! I’m not underestimating them! It’s just that these people are morons! Sometimes I feel like locking up all of them in a building and then blow it up!!

Act 1, Scene 3:

We have to segregate during the IT lecture. So I have to shift to Sarah’s class. Thank god that Sarah is in Mary’s…otherwise I would’ve been dead by now! IT lectures are always boring. And god only knows why the hell in the world the IT teacher targets me every time! *Argh!* Sarah and I are talking with each other. The conical pendulum (that’s the name we’ve given to the girl because of her ear rings which keep on oscillating forever!) and her friends start poking Sarah from behind. The other girl i.e. conical pendulum’s friend thinks that she is very “Chulbulee Ladki types”

Chulbulee Ladki type means…the typical girls from the serials…trying to act very innocent and blah blah blah! The one’s who maarofy typical dialogues. Eg. “Mere baba kehete hain ki hamein bahot mehenat karni chahiye!” and all that crap! Roflmao!

The chulbulee ladki continuously goes on poking Sarah.

Sarah: “What’s your problem?”

Chulbulee Ladki: “Kya hua? Maine kya kiya?” (as if nothing happened at all expression!)

Sarah: “Just stop it okay! Can’t you just shut up?”

Chulbulee Ladki: “Pant down.”

I and Sarah look at each other and laugh our asses out on the “Shut up pant down” thing! That was the line we used to say in the 1^st standard! These people are so damn lame.

The IT teacher is teaching something about networking and internet. The Chocoboy cracks a dimwitted joke-“MTNL JADOO” and the whole class bursts out laughing except me and Sarah. That wasn’t even funny at all! Infact that stupid statement didn’t even qualify to be a sentence!!! For Christ’s sake shut up you friggin douche!

Act 1, Scene 4:

It’s the recess time now. Boys and girls are supposed to be millions of miles away from each other! But still, I and Sarah risk our lives and talk to each other and share our tiffins. All the students in the corridor try to turn their heads 360 degrees to stare at us as if we’ve committed a God forbidden crime! Then they start gossiping amongst themselves.

These people are such schmucks! I wish I could slap them!

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I’ve survived in Mary’s just because of Sarah, Paritosh, Veneet and Ashish! If these people wouldn’t have been there with me…then I would have been dead ages ago! The ultimate pass time is to pass comments on all the wannabe people and criticizing the college which I personally enjoy a lot!! J *evil smile*!! Well! These are the jerks/morons whom I’ve to tolerate everyday! But the funniest part about it is that I love it because I get to laugh at them (I’m surely going to hell for this!!)…..

PS- There might have been parts where I’ve exaggerated and made it emphatic with an overstatement!! ;) :p…..