Well. It has been sometime since I have written something. I have been wondering all the time whether I could write whatever that comes to my mind, But I am not sure I have endowed with those attributes. Writing is always a task that needs some passion from within. Some would have their own passion to go about that continuously but for me it is a momentous act. When I feel something and I wanted to write those, I lost that moment in the lethargic work of searching, opening and logging in the laptop and finally writing. The very thought of doing this feel like bullshit and anyways I would console later with myself that whatever I might have written would be a bull shit anyways. So, that's not a big deal and use that time to kill myself by having a fag than writing a shit and killing others.
Was reading the book Karan Bajaj's 'Keep off the grass'. The story of an American (Indian origin) in his mid twenties and a wall street investment banker leaving his job and came to India to seek happiness or find the underlying meaning of happiness. I was attracted by the first topic of the book itself 'The inherent meaninglessness of life'. Fuck, this is one fantastic adage for life. Although I have the same opinion about life but how could these fucking writers articulate their thoughts so perfectly and majestically and whatever the adjectives.
Samrat, the American banker turned IIM-B student want to find something that is always elusive and missing in his life. Isn't it for all of us the same thing, we always whine about that that some thing is missing in our life? He was always for the game since he boarded the flight from Kentucky, be it accepting the Grass from his co passenger and get stoned while driving through the busy roads in Bangalore or making friendship with the geek cum heavy stoner cum 'don't give a shit' attitude Sarkar or be it the patriotic, philosophical and ironically practical Vinod, the Ex Army officer in the IIM. The adventures and the foolishness of these 3 (Samrat, sarkar and Vinod) makes the book.
The other characters in the book are mostly the Sarkar's IIM fellow students whose attitudes are Grades following, getting high profile jobs, pleasing the professors, shoving the book down the arse all the time and not knowing what is happening outside the world. Some what the book revolves around only 2 things chase Kaanja, take it and get stoned and do the idiotic or thrilling rides (I would prefer it as thrilling as I had done so many in life, of course not by having marijuana but after drinking, and every time I came back and woke up, I had thought no more craziness until it happens the next time) and blame the system for all the unhappiness around you.
The book is an enjoyable and a light read and many of us would relate our thoughts with the book's many articulations. I was so shocked when in a page, Samrat was telling to Sarkar '...see. I feel like I am not belonging here. I don't think I am belonging anywhere and I don't know whether it is because I am an American and brought up by Indian style in home so that I end up in belonging nowhere. Sometimes I feel like I am out of the cosmos and not mingling in and seeing everything from outside and I don't feel any love for anything. Ma, Pa, Friends, Family. I don't love anything and anyone. I am just living just like that'. These are one of the things I could relate to myself.
The book ends in the grasses (real grass as in garden) of Ruskin Bond, the very great Bond. Some how he convinced Samrat by answering the question of Samrat's 'Why is he living in India even though he was born British', 'The sense of belonging is the true happiness'. Fuck That!!!! I think I have to travel through Himalayas and fuck random gypsies and get stoned almost all the time and after that also I don't think I would feel whatever you have told Mr Bond. I would preferably get a BJ with my GF (FUCK, this itself is a big task for me as I have to first find a girl and make her my GirlFriend and ask her for a BJ) and this itself making me sleepy. So Happy Night Guys. Happy Deepavali!!!!
Have a blast with whatever way you wanted to be.
And please keep off the grass!!!!!
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