Friday, April 17, 2009

The state of ennui

I somehow don't feel inclined to be. In other words, there are a few things about my existence that i do not find acceptable. Like the fact that i am getting repulsively bored. Now, this isn't really fair, is it? After the boards one has every right to expect that the lord will take mercy and bestow some prolonged happiness on him. Well, maybe the Lord has other plans. I do not approve of them.

Tchah.

I have so much time. I am not against utilising this time. But the manner of utilisation has to be according to my liking. This little sentence started of a argument of epic proportions in my home. Bah! Too much is being taken for granted.
I want to be like Batman. I want to protest and fight from behind the shadows. And do all that with an attitude. A rummy sort of revenge.

The other day i thought aloud-"Wish i were batman." And then, i looked outside to gauge batman prospects. You know, it feels really nice when nature agrees and encourages. As i thought the aforementioned thought aloud, I noticed this:



With imagination, it resembles The batman emblem. Well, an augmented emblem with frayed edges. But Nature concurred. That is the relevant point.

I want to travel. Go and see places. Do things. I want to be tired, tired of all the walking and exertion, tired enough to fall into an exhausted dreamless sleep. I want to feel the heat. Sitting in my room, in this pocha heat is one thing. And walking directly under the sun, walking far and long is another. Its better and infinitely more bearable.

I have nothing to do. Its an absolute defeat, a devastating blow to your morale when you turn to your books out of boredom. Text books. So, i am 3D. Disjointed, disoriented, disgruntled.

A change from this stupor feels like salvation. So, when i was offered the opportunity, I was remarkably quick to say yes. My good mother who perceives me as a lazy sloth kind of person, was rather surprised. Today, i went to our Junior School to collect books for my cousin. I had the opportunity of spending only one fateful year in that school. All friends and comrades talk about the fond memories that they associate with that school. A critical juncture of their life, one that they recollect with a slow smile and cheerful eyes.

In my case, it wasn't so. I spent so little time in there, that I left before it could leave any lasting impression. This idea, i noted with something close to surprise, is wrong. The trip to the school today proved so and i realised that somethings just compulsively affect you. Whether you like it or not, want it to or not. Another thing-I like playing with kids half my age. I decided yet again.

It has been a long time since I last envied people for their happiness. I do now. And I will continue to do so till things change. Obviously for the better.

6 comments:

Chanakya J. Mukherjee said...

Nice nice!Be 3D. Very cheerful thing when people other than you are experiencing it u know!Pocha heat is Greaaaat! Since I am not having to experience it in my little room with an AC!!! The Old School was good. But this is better as we learnt the crucial lessons of khistipath and other blesses(or vices maybe?) of adulthood here! In a nutshell ja pachcho taatei khushi thako botsho!

iti- ek shot brahmon!

Rohitashwa said...

Certain lines in this entry have the ability to rise above the dull contours of the day and slap the reader across the face. Except that, its a sweet slap.

This is extraordinariness within ordinariness.

Don't fall into the trap, remember.

Dev said...

@roro - I will try.

Rara Avis said...

You won't, I assure you.

Who is the AM?

You still don't know the Lords plans, remember? Life without difficulties is meaningless.

Rummy revenge, eh? Ha!

"I want to travel. Go and see places. Do things. I want to be tired, tired of all the walking and exertion, tired enough to fall into an exhausted dreamless sleep. "
At the end of the day, all you really want is to get back to your Chemistry books.

Dev said...

AM? Andalusian Melancholy? thats Amit.

Chemistry is undoubtedly interesting. But i see beyond it, deer. Sounds unbelievable to you, i know.

Life without difficulties is meaningless.-- My irritation is not because of the difficulties. But their nature.

If i may say so, i AM going for a brief trip at places of historic interest and i plan to do a bit of walking.

Rohitashwa said...

@ rick: where?