Archive for January, 2007

Rambling again

What’s the good of a blog if u don’t update it? Weelll…it’s always there, so I guess u’re forced to pay
ur respects once in a while…

But here’s the same old problem…there nothing to write about. Sure, when I’m offline, in the real world, jogging down the corridors from one class to another, or to the lab, or an eating spot, or even on my way home…I have loads of ideas rushing thru my head. So many thoughts that could just make a nice, thoughtful post…but as soon as I come online and have some free time on my hands, it seems as if they’ve all gone to the loo…blast ‘em all…

 

It’s too noisy here in the lab, keys clicking, ppl talking abt boring stuff like research essays, the constant humming of all the machines, ppl getting up to get a printout, ppl bitching about their studies or laughing about them….why doesn’t anyone find studies hard here? Any course is a ‘dabba’ course to anyone else, a 4.0 GPA is the standard requirement for half the students’ self-esteem fulfillment, and arguments about the correct methods of research are never-ending. I really wonder…am I in the right place?

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Finally, I’m 18…is it too soon? Or is it too late? I was, still am, and always will be the youngest person in any batch I’m in. I’ll always know how insecure I could get, how much I could love someone who can’t even understand it, how jealous I could get, and how vulnerable I am.

 

What does growing up mean, then? I don’t expect to feel any different, and I don’t, but I’m fascinated by this process. This gradual change in me that led me from one thing to another, from a child to a teen, and from craziness to at least partial sanity.

What matters, then? When everything changes, what matters? Do they all matter, every tear I’ve shed, every laugh, every giggle, every joke, every friend, everything that I ever learnt and saw and felt and which just touches me and passes me by? Or should they not matter at all, because they’re all transitory, or should they matter the most because u would never have been what u are without them?

And lastly, do all these stupid questions have meaning or are they just something that I confuse myself with whenever I’m in the mood?

I can answer that….I don’t think so. As I grow older every year, month, week…after every conversation, after every good movie or book…all I’m doing is asking more and more questions and they are what give my life meaning…they untangle my thoughts, they don’t confuse them.

 

Anyways, it is my birthday after all, I should be allowed to relax after a really crappy weekend with relatives swarming all over the house (but more presents for me so should I even complain? YES YES YES!!), loads of readings to do and that idiotic philosophy term test tomorrow…urrrgghhh…whatever, I’m not studying and u can’t make me…

This is the older, responsible me…responsible for my own sanity and peace of mind.

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Anthro. again

If anyone were to ask me what SS 152 Introduction to Cultural Anthropology  was like, studies-wise,  I’d say “Baby mush” Seriously, despite the fact that the subject is so interesting it gives me an academic high, its plain kiddie stuff. For my own sake, I wish it’ll get harder later on.

 

But forget the studies, we spend half of class time watching videos…and man, are they in good taste. But they’re very, very disturbing, in fact, the hardest part for me in this whole quarter is to sit thru these excruciating videos…they just question you, your beliefs by showing u what other people believe and the extent they can go to in their faith. Yesterday the video was on cults, a history channel feature. It was clearly made for entertainment, and that was the most painful thing about watching it. It seemed like something out of the darkest episodes of the X files, only the scenes depicting rocking skeletons and Black Masses were supposed to be real. There was even the High Priestess of the

church of
Satan for God’s sake! It turned my blood cold, though I do remember I time when I adored this kind of stuff…voodoo, black magic, etc…it sounds crazy, and it was, but then I grew out of my dark early teens. These people…well, they’re living in a horrific world and they can’t get out.

 

One leader of these cults, when he saw that the government was after him for taking his members’ welfare checks, gave all his followers (over a thousand people went with him wherever he went) a punch made of Kool-Aid laced with cyanide and then put a gun to his head. Over a thousand people dead…lying on top of one another and they kept showing it over and over again…it was unbelievable, worse than any horror movie I’ve ever seen…at the end, I found that I just couldn’t stop trembling.

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This is only one of the videos that show me how blindly we’re living….has anyone ever seen the movie ‘The Corporation’? we watched part of that too, and for the first time I knew what bliss ignorance is…but that’s just the thing, I’m not studying here for bliss, I’m studying for enlightenment, whether my teachers give it to me, or I find it myself. I’m not supposed to not care about what’s going on in this world…but knowledge can be too painful at times…

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wordpress is weird…i just wrote a post earlier, and saved it, and now it isn’t here…ne comments on ur beloved wordpress’behaviour, chij?

Khyr, nothing much is happening neways, so it’s not much of a loss. My social life is being sacrificed for my studies, but who the hell cares? It’s my own fault for having a social life at all…

But still, I had a nice chat with my cultural anthropology instructor today. I went to her to discuss the next assignment, which took abt 5 mins, and then we spent a whole hour talking abt everything unedr the sun. I think she really enjoyed talking to me, because this was about the fourth time she would prolong a conversation. And even when the students waiting outside started coming in (blatant hint?), she said ‘OK, we’ll talk later then’…when exactly, I don’t know. But i like instructors who also show themselves as people with problems and a bit of instability, like she does. One other thing that i really like about her is that she shifted the penholder and mug on her desk to the side so that we could actually see each other properly, not like certain people i kno who don’t even bother to look up from their keyboards or their cells . 

Khyr, its just these little things, continueing a conversation, cracking a needless joke, etc, which can really warm u up to someone even as distant and awe-inspiring as an instructor. Not that all of them are awe-inspiring, but this one is. It’s not just her PhD. tho…tho in my opinion a PhD is a kind of academic god, let anyone say what they might…

*sigh* but what am i going to do abt my dialogue, I still don’t kno :(

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2007 haan? well, it’s about time, that’s all i can say. Abhi to for those who are interested, i am simply caught in a whirlwind of assignments, quizzes, and what not. Oh yeah, the midtrems are also looming up.
and guess what? i used to like my philosophy class once upon a time, but now it’s simply…weird. I mean, these guys are just talking abt nothing and abt everything, it simply boggles the brain. The funny thing is that the instructor says, very aptly, “You will come into this class very confused about the world. And you will leave this class still confused…but confused on a higher level”
And since then, she has been doing nothing but making sure philosophy does just that.
Tension yeh hai, keh now we hav to write a dialogue between a classical philosopher and an east asian philosophers…a discourse between two eminent philosopher on…wait for it…THE MAJOR INTELLECTUAL TREND IN ISLAM! Let me tell u, if u don’t know, Islam and its study, its philosophy is the most mind-bending task known to a university student. U hav the Sufis, the modernists, the peers, the faqirs…and then u have poor little us, who are still trying to pray five times a day. I’m telling u, they just turn the most basic stuff upside down and reach no conclusion…and they do this better with Islam than with any other topic. *sobbing*

what a way to start the new year eh?

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