Friday, January 15, 2010

Confessions of a Lazoholic

                 Let me narrate to you,a story.About a guy named 'curious guy'.The story kicks off in one of the study times of curious guy.Now curious guy did not have much control over his mind.So the study time was a time when curious guy could think about stuff.He did not think about big stuff like live and universe yet(though the tallest of his friends did) and neither did he like to(thought the tallest of his friends did).Curious guy was a bit of a timid guy and thought about smaller things like the purpose of studying,etc..(which,later,helped him in his study of life).

                Curious guy met a big guy named 'The talker'.The talker was a stereotypical 'successful' man who talked a lot but left the listeners no clue about what he did and in fact,often left them wondering if he really is good at anything except talking.And curious guy shared his doubt with the talker.The talker,then told him about successful people like TOOHI(The Owner Of a Huge Industry) and told him that toohi hardly got any time to 'relax' or 'chill' and millions of people respected him and lived a happy life because of him.Then the talker asked curious guy "If you had to live a life and you can only choose between the life of toohi,who never 'enjoys' his life,and the life of a guy who does 'enjoy' his life and owes it to toohi"for the curious guy,the answer was obvious.

              The next day,during the study time,curious guy was,again,thinking about the purpose of studying.You see,talking did not have much effect on his brain....but that's another story
  
              So,curious guy went to college.The story that the talker told did not exit his mind.It was just hiding.You see,curious guy's brain is an easy place to hide,because you cant find anything in that rush of brainwaves containing lame jokes.If you try to look for something,you'll need heavy armor to shield you from the lame jokes that bombard you,and even the juiciest of men(yes,Bishnoi,this means you) cannot take more than about a hundred per second.So,the story made its way through a path which can only be found by the words of great orators,to the center of curious guy's brain.But since the talker is not that powerful an orator,the thought was heavily injured by the jokes,though it managed to stay alive.A deformed thought,that lost most of itself,started growing.The only part that remained of it was 'no time to relax'.

              Curious guy felt the thought.He needed to get busy.He learnt stuff,was selected by people to work under them.His first year almost ended.He enjoyed thoughts about his second year,where he would not have free time.His friends envied him(just admit it) and he liked it.He enjoyed telling people about how busy he was going to be in his second year.And about how they could not call or ping him whenever they wanted.

             Like in all the cases of comical curious people,curious guy's life in second year somehow did not live up to his imagination.He had to undergo rituals passed down through the generations in a place painted in pink!His academics were quite screwed up too.This is when he started his ultimate research.Trying to find the answer to the ultimate question."What is the purpose of life?".Life became harder for curious guy.He slept less.That meant he could live more.And that meant he could find more clues to the ultimate answer.Some of the theories published by him like "life sucks","life's a bitter shame", "if you like doing something,then don't do it for a living" and "beer is awesome" were accepted widely.
         
              Curious guy read books on 'time management' like 'Screw that Frog' and 'The Monk who tells Useless Stories'.They were,as the titles suggest,quite useless.Curious guy couldn't believe that there was,indeed a time when he could get more than 4 hours sleep a day.But you see,though curious guy was a life-thinker,he was theist.He believed in God.And so,one day,when he finally got some free time(the time of the day when he sleeps),he used 2 hours of his sleep time(approximately 4 hours),to write a letter to God.It goes like this

"Dear God,
    I have a confession to make.I'm sorry that i complained about being bored.I've learnt my lesson.Won't let it happen again."
                                                           
                                                       THE END..................AND  GOOD NIGHT


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