The cynical plague

Every morning I wake up with disinterested, as all my mind concludes from the routine for the day to follow is monotony, most times I just drag my lazy behinds to the bathroom and sit half-awake half-asleep just for the sake of avoiding my parents ranting over my room door and disturbing my peaceful slumber, somehow I manage to sleep-shower and translocate my self to university or wherever else it is that I am needed that day.(this is how most of my peer get about their mornings swell, least thats what they tell me)
On the contrary, there would be those people who would be hating on sleep, just waiting for the first Ray of sunshine racing at their eye lids through all the window drapes and all o that springing them into their enthusiastic buzz filled day. I dont think even 10 mugs of coffee every morning could do that to me. (Unless there were some really important  events on that day, id be more springy that those enthusiastic misters n miss sunshines)

Im just trying to draw a plain conclusion from the above example that all of us are afflicted by this one simple evil called cynicism, we don't admit it, rather we are scared to admit a fact such as that, we judge our day with our own views, people like me just see the glass is half empty, but there are those who view it as half full. We say we don't judge, but then how can one just assume the following day would be just as boring or fun filled as the previous even without giving it some time to portray itself to us? Its not like we can predict how the day will be, it's more the cynicism in us screaming out at us and not letting us go with the flow, and expecting something in particular out of everything, imposing our perspective on every aspect of life consciously or unconsciously reduces our longevity (certainly unlikely)
I think id like to end this one right here.
(p.s- im really not sure if im making any sense in this post cuz I fell asleep writing it last night, broke the thought flow n shosh posh  :p )

Rebound from a long holiday ending abruptly with a fullstop called university

Hola mates, back after a long time, Been busy with stuff. University was pretty interesting n exciting the first week then it just faded off n smudged into monotony.
And about my little holiday, I was off to China n Hong Kong. I was pretty disappointed the first thing after stepping back on home soil, that feeling deepened when we hit the road n hippy hopped our way forth pot holes n speed bumps, I was totally exhausted after the long hours o cramping my feet in the not sooo spacious Airbus the joyride back home just made the New born dislike for home soil more worse. Blame goes to the smooth as silk tofu roads back at China, theyd spoilt me a lot, letting me get real quality sleep in all sorts o vehicular transport we'd had to commute in during the period of our stay there. The freeways alone dint make it that easy, it was all amplified by the sincerity all drivers drove with, no pointless honkathons, no "Road-Rash" ethics, no alpha-motorvechicle attitude, etc . Next to blame would be the environment, visual a delight like a scantuary to the eye, looking at how these cement giants and the buildings of nature coexist in such great synchronised harmony, all I find in my former garden city home town is debreee, grey clouds of smogh, soul less gusts of dry hot air blowing out carbon and dust, bald trees, homeless birds, sunrise without the pleasant chirping of hatchlings. Maybe if I went 8 years ago I wouldn hate returning as much. Not just Bangalore India as a whole has lost its place on the globe, its turned more into a global mineral farm for the industrialists who sell out our resources developing other underdeveloped countries being unable to realise how they are milking a dying cow and hoping the milk would quench their.needs for another year. For the entrepreneual investors it's a market where u could sell rusted iron as gold and make 10-20 Times lawless profit outta such cheap trade. The rich of our country are soo saturated with wealth that they have no idea what to do with it and dont bother going about buying dirt worth nothing at the price of one followed by God knows how many zeros. Democracy is just a little shadow puppet, ever enlightend one( the so called "educated class") knows its true form, everyone knows it is very terrifying like a little vindictive snake ready to pray on its own huntsmen and they dont want to shed light on it and reveal its form to the rest if them. Politics stinks of Corruption, the ones who stand up against it, are made to seem like a little rat squirming against an elephants trumpet and they also get squished in the chaos caused by our friendly neighbourhood elephant men (politicians, p.s:friendly-highest degree sarcasm intended) "screw environment screw the peoples needs just shut up and make my wallet fat with all your taxes or just die" this is the modern day moto of them elephant men. I just hope one day a revolt for true democracy sparks off and fixes our country, I miss those days when we could actually be proud of flaunting off our nationality in a global scale and not have people question about the social security ( with respect to the sudden spike in sexual abuse cases against women n children) or any other such matters bombarded at us upon stating our nationality. I dont hate my country, I Love it, I live in it, it gave me life, But im not proud about how it is turning out to be, I hope I will live to see the day I have a reason to be proud of it again. We(teens) are the change that has to be. But I might still hate it for the speed bumps :p cuz Indian traffic sense jus not changing in this millennium :p

Otaku Problems

The main stream otaku is scaled down to mean a comic book geek/nerd, but there are not many people who actually know what otaku means, with regard to history it was just used as an honorific nowhere even close to the present world definition for it.

Initially it was used by a manga author to refer to her fans and hence it grew out along the reins of manga and anime. 

This is where it begins, problem numero unó, when people link the word manga to comic you just get termed as an immature adult still hung up on kiddie stuff like comics. So first things first, manga is not the same as the superhero comics such as D.C, Marvel, Darkhorse etc and two, no comics arent meant for kids (thats where u went wrong in parenting probably, handing your 7-10 kid with a comic which contains complexities like deep emotions and not to mention "sex" and wondering why in teenage they're all so focused on getting laid -.- if ur blame yourselves for giving m the right books at the wrong age -.-).

Secondly for all those people who avoid, ignore, detest, bully, insult otakus just for the sole reason that their intrests and perspective are different from you and the rest of the world, ill just give you one little piece of advice, irrespective of how calm and composed we seem to the world, otakus have a dark side, worser than those of all normal human beings and u dont wanna mess with that, per say if u did behave and didnt treat us like trash, ud have just made yourself a great friend who'd probably even give up their lives for you even if you've known them just for a day (  jk, I'm just eexaggerating, but you get the point).

Perspective wise.. Well it just cant be put into words, the way an otaku can see the world, no other person can, you gotta be one yourself to know how it feels. 

I think with that id like to conclude this article.

#vivalaotakus

#ciao 

First Cut

Well hello people of the world
Im new in the blogging scenes so do bother helping me out in suggesting ways to improve my blog.
I just happened to meet up an ex-bestee of mine today, whom i had a... lets just say "something of interest to a psychologist to study how the human brain can be exploited emotionally" kind of a past lol, but it was all the brainchild of some silly misunderstandings and some "jealous" human beings.
Our story goes something like this, we were total strangers, ended up meeting on fb, her first thoughts about me " internet junkie stalker" lol, My first thoughts " Mature person with a superiority complex" lol, and we both were in for a surprise as the very person we had an repulsive first impression on was the person we began to find sanctuary in, it was pretty much sanctuary, i had this really bad break and she did too, we both needed this "bring me back to life" phase to show up and help the fallen one on the inside grow wings and push it of the cliff to make us fly again, perspective wise we were the same yet unique and different from the rest of the world. The things we did or said didn't make sense to anyone except us that's how different we were. ( we still are )
We had such great compatibility that in just a matter of few weeks we were exchanging passwords and other such private details that no other person had managed to squeeze out of the either of us before.
It was a little weird though, that heavy amount of trust in someone u just met, bad idea they said but we were all deaf ears to a strangers plight of bad judgement. We had a funny little pact ( at least that's how the other folks saw it, "funny" it wasn't, to us, back then ) it was that neither of us would get into a committed relationship till we turned to a certain age, it was actually her pact which became an "our" thing, and we played along with it for quiet a while.

Slowly that phase where u mistake this kinda high compatibility and bonding for something other than friendship kicked in, pretty things got ugly, the weather changed, the jealous folk butted in, war of the worlds, Mars versus Venus nobody won, it all ended in silence which resulted in misery, distrust, feelings of betrayal and there we were back to square one again where it all began. 

The both of us lost someone really dear to us that day, someone we'd never find again, someone who was just the best possible person to fit the profile of BFF. 

We did start talking again, but as strangers this time. Some how the status quo has been reduced from total haterade "Don show me your face ever" to "we must talk often and keep in touch". Its funny, what goes around dose come bak around eventually. Maybe soon we'll be a little close to how were back then it won't be the same for sure but close enough just enough to remind us to remain the better person that became of both of us, and remind us that we are still human and mistakes make us what we are and there's always gonna be another person who'll be more compatible and will trust u more than the previous person whom u made a mistake with waiting for u out there to find them and make another mistake with.