Am bored. I feel am underutilised. My abilities are much more than this. I should probably try and find a way to adopt an African country and make it the next super power !! But I would hate to wake up to black faces every day (am such a racist) . I would make Binu as its president and move off to something more interesting. (All this while I was thinking I like Binu as my friend, looks like I don't) WOW blogging is opening new windows into my personality !!! The complex me !!! I am already living up to the expectations of establishing this blog. Wasting time !! And if any of you are reading.. then yours too !!! This is my space. I decide what you read. Look at the control I have over you. Scary ??? I need to find out if I can edit this blog after posting it. If I can, I will continue here. Else see you in my next blog :)...
I learnt how to edit !! Good progress !!!
Was reading about the floods in Bihar. Apparently river Kosi changed its course after 200 years of undergoing torture. Nowadays rivers have a mind of their own too. Waiting for the PM to say that there is some "foreign hand" in this. Wonder when humans will realise that they are meek creatures. May be an occassional "me" could be different. But Not all. Seesh.. I was supposed to display sympathy for my felow countrymen, dying of epidemic and starvation, but here I am, blowing my copper trumpet stolen from one of my colleagues. Lol. Thats another truth out. there are some colleugues that I dont like !!! You will learn more of me here. Are you still reading ??? Jobless.. But I probably have started liking you. Let me know so that I can add you to my fans list. Its empty as of now.
BJP cries foul over hidden agenda in 123 agreement (when did I start even noticing these headlines ??) Apparently India cannot do any nuclear tests according to this agreement. Some political party is worried that we cant kill a million neighbours in one shot. Doesnt matter if 100s die everyday from floods, riots and accidents. Am just blabbering. But if you are even 15% as intelligent as I am., then you know what ma talking about. Ahh.. the great me.. I need to stop, my colleugue wants his copper trumpet back...
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TEST TEST 123 !@#$
i am just now following a useless train of thought, thinking back and wondering if Plato had copper trumpets to blow and if he ever did the blowing at all??did Plato know what he was talking about and did he realize that he would be so quoted and misquoted such a long time after his the passing of his mortal self...what would Plato do and be in a modern day scenario, give him a blog spot and would he be so unique.. would Plato be the Plato we know or just a another brick in the wall...
Contrary to common perception, it appears you have an interesting dimension to your personality eh? Things look promising the way they're developing. What remains to be seen is, how culpable will you be for what the trumpet does. For it may just be a tool.
Upon reflection, I feel that it may not entirely be true. Why the copper trumpet? Why not careless whispers? Are there hidden meanings here? Perhaps an agenda that needs to uncoil with every passing day.
One thing's for sure. Once the seductress of a blog gets her chilly fingers on you, you experience a warmth. The warmth of opening up to unknown subjects. Making friends you dont know of, and perhaps will never know of. Either way, its nice to show the world off as one sees it.
Perhaps we all see the same but interpret differently. Maybe its upto the trumpet to voice out the multitude of human voices that'd rarely rise above the crowd. But a trumpet will blow these conceptions away.
mo... would it be the trumpet or teh blower? after all the tool does what the users decides to do with it, good or bad. the cupablity sorely restes on the shoulders of the user not the tool.for it will always be only that a tool.
Not quite. A tool gives you a sense of control. Its useless to resist a pure human emotion. Everybody loves power.
Ever thought why a mob behaves the way it does? When in isolation, each of them may be a respectable member of the society. But together, they're a bane to the very existence of society. Contrary to civil thoughts, one wouldn't think of shooting if one didn't have a gun.
So.. Do we really have control over our tools? Or do we believe that we do, while walking along the dark dingy corridors of life when blinded by power.
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