If I ever die young..

Although the title seems a bit poetic or a line from a tragic or romantic drama I am not going to write down a poem or the dialogues of a drama. Infact this title seemed apt for what I am about to write which is if I ever die young it will be due to the following reasons:

a) The relentless,inconsiderate traffic of chennai



Maybe I haven't seen it all. But definitely chennai traffic is as dangerous as the others. Everytime I ride my two wheeler for work or back from work I am either constantly abusing road users(in my mind of course!!) or thanking god for keeping me alive. People got no sense of direction. They just come in from all directions. People blame the others even if the mistake was theirs. Maybe this happens all around the world. But one should learn to own one's own mistakes(something the corporate world always tells you to keep in mind when there is an issue with the customer and i am intentionally or unintentionally part of it. )

When I am on the road riding I always think my death would be either due to a mad bus driver or due to the various potholes which become visible to the naked eye once the vehicle(four wheeler) ahead of you passes over it . Maybe one of the reasons why I am writing on this topic is that I have thought about death a lot many times after I started riding.

Anyways there are two things I would have liked to say if I ever die in this manner

i) F*** all those asses on the road

ii)Thank you god for letting me live this long.



b) By a fan

I mean the fan which rotates above our heads.

I have had this fear after a fan actually fell on my head when I was in my 12th std. I was sitting late into the night doing something which I can't remember when suddenly something hard falls on my head. I was in a daze and then I realized the fan above my head had fallen onto my head. Lucky for me it was the leaf which hit me not the body of the fan which would have cracked open my head. My house owner who stayed above my house told me they heard a loud noise but never assumed it would have been a fan and that I had a near escape. And the best part was I had to wake my parents up who were in the next room to tell them I got hit on my head by the fan.They hadn' t even heard the noise. Since then I have had a fear of the fan. I always try not sleeping below the fan. I have a phobia of fans or in general things that rotate above my head. I googled to find a word for this but I didn't. But i found many others. Just chck them out. here is the link..http://phobialist.com/...I hope they are true not just made up..Some of the phobias are really funny.

Think i will just coin one for this - rotato-thudphobia which means fear of rotating devices above one's head..

c) Crushed by the building i live in

I started to feel more strongly about this after the Delhi accident. The building i stay in too , is quite old and it leaks in places when it rains. Am not sure how much longer the building will stay up. Everytime i look at the ceiling of my room, i wonder how is it still up. I am just thankful it is. But i cant help wondering.
Hopefully it never falls down ever till Dec 21, 2012.

I have just found out three reasons for now. I will keep adding to the list as I unravel more about living in this world.

back for good??

It's been a long time since I said goodbye to blogging. When i was at college there were so many things to do which made me feel blogging as utterly unimportant and not the correct medium to express feelings and opinions. As i sit at home, far away from away college and friends ,caught in the tentacles of the corporate world ignorant of whether i will still be part of it after a month or so, I have come to believe blogging is one way to beat boredom.
So maybe until I find another way to keep myself occupied i have decided to resume blogging. It feels good to blog down thoughts even though i feel i don't have to.But man does always things which he doesn't have to.And I am a man.
So until next time.