My Little Android World

Wanted to continue on my half-written blogpost from yesterday's wandering thoughts session and realised that my wi-fi router had some issues and i couldn't get through. The urge to write was so strong that i paved my way into the tiny book-hill i have built in my room ( yep, exam time), found my phone and started searching for an android app. And when i found it, i just couldn't contain the complacent pleasure of having everything i need within my palms.
Honestly, i wouldn't call myself tech-savvy or tech-freak or any of those techy words. Yes i am well-informed, at the most, and i take interest too. But despite my superfluous interest in being a tech-freak, i couldn't explain the burst of happiness, i described above. We all love it, when life is simplified for us, in terms of communication, accessibility and
various other things. I mean, i love the feeling that my phone is much more than a usual communication device for me. Given the choice of never-ending battery life, it is capable of keeping me occupied for days together. Of course the persistent headaches and constant strain on my lens-covered eyes, would be a small price to pay.
I am known to be a thinking person and after all bouts of spontaneous, uninhibited, child-like excitement, i revert back to my serious introspective self ( yea, boring i know). So once my android-induced simple pleasure fades, i realize how morbid it really was. That happiness didn't arise out of any divine, exclusive knowledge nor out of an inspiring conversation with another human nor out of natures countless joys. It came out of me staring at an electronic piece of plastic and glass, designed to give me a sense of wonder, about mankind's triumph over silly problems like distance and time. Is this what i really want to be happy about all my life? I don't know the answer to that question yet. But all i know is that, if it were, then i would expect it to be a lasting type of happiness and not fade away as each minute passed.
I started writing this post out to experiment with my new app and thereby talk about the numerous joys that the android world has to offer and i do realise that i have lost focus already. ;) Still trying to get a hang of my new blog-writing hobby. But the lack of rules gives me a free rein and this is a good platform for my unstructured thoughts. Until later.

The Dark Within

    It is strange how often we see or read something, and it bears an uncanny resemblance to certain deeper layers within ourself. I was watching the "Black Swan" last night and the intricacies in the protagonist's psyche was very interesting and kept me engrossed the whole time and much beyond the credits. It took me almost an hour of interpretation to give it a meaning, that would be my version of understanding what the movie was all about. In the course of the process, I felt a strong tug of introspection within me. We all, as humans, have a myriad of personalities that we become prominent, in various situations. We are familiar with some, as they are a component of our so-called-nature. And at the same time, we surprise ourself, time and time again, with a side of ours that we never knew existed. That unknown, new side of ours is what this entry is all about.

     When I talk about the other side, i dont imply the usual duality of our nature. Its an established fact that, both good and bad, exist within us and its our choices that bring either one of them to the forefront. Its also known that, most of the times, its the people around us that tag us with either of the two realms. We are brought up with the values inculcated in us by the society, defined by them. We follow most of them till we grow up enough to have the sense to segregate them into what we want and what we dont. And when we do that, the same society puts labels on our personality.

    Taking cues from real life occurances in my life, people have often found my all-accepting, never-judgmental, predominantly kind and supremely calm nature, extremely hard to accept. I know i have just crossed the boundaries of the humility i brag about, but its true nevertheless. I have moulded myself over the years to be a certain kind of a person, who i would like to open up to. But despite having a good and kind heart, i have very few friends. People are wary around me and and i have often been told that i am unapproachable. This just goes to prove that, people are expecting shady things to turn up at every corner and find genuine good, hard to accept. I live in a world where i see everything in the shades of grey. I try and understand situations before i judge and am never hasty in developing opinions. That explains me but thats precisely why a person like me is hard to accept. We defy societal norms and definitions. We embrace the darkness that often encroaches us and do not renounce it. It, thereby, gives us a stronger rein over it and helps us be what we want to be.

The beginning

It is a beautiful, cloudy morning and I find my mind wandering to the realms of endless possibilities. After all thats what life is all about. It is a book of short stories, wherein everyday is like a different page, with different colours and different words and different people. I intend to capture in the folds of the web, my world, not in its entirety, but parts of it, that I would have, otherwise, forgotten. As we know, memories are too important. They serve as a ray of hope from the past, when none is to be found in the present or the future.