Big Bang Theory

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Editing, 

Screenplay, 

Dialogues, 

Music & 

Direction by: 

"The GOD!"

  

Just imagine for a second, what would you do if you were asked to write a script involving trillion characters and it is all for a live show. And… there should be no goof ups.

Let me explain. Say for example, you have to create that scene where a guy is waiting at a signal. He should turn right. When he turns right, he should be in the path of a car that has been waiting at the signal. Like Sun Tv serials you cannot simply have a car waiting there. Remember? It’s a live show. So the car should have come there precisely at that time to be ready to hit the guy when he turns right. So there should be a separate story for the guy in the car and the story should so require that the car is at that signal at that point of time. Let us assume that this car guy had to cut across another guy in cycle and now because of one minute spent in slowing the car to get back on track, he is stuck.  He keeps cursing the cycle guy because if he had not cut across him, he would not have been caught in the signal now. Remember, you are the director. You should have a story ready for the cycle guy with a good enough reason for cutting across the car guy.

'Whew' -if this is the word in your mind right now, read on.

God is busy creating these scenes. Every day he has to manipulate, screenplay, direct and orchestrate the Trillion characters he has created in over enthusiasm when Eve bit Adam, er sorry, when Eve bit the forbidden apple. So yeah! People, Grow up!! God has enough on his plate without you yelling at him for a range of things from ‘Oh-God-he stamped my foot’ to ‘Oh-God-let-my-boss-forget-to-ask- me-about-that-project-I-didn’t-do-yet’ stuff. (Of course: God does take these into consideration and honors these requests if it is from his favorite characters. Like ME of course!) Keep in mind, God has Trillion characters to direct and more importantly, he has to fathom the mysterious girls’ and of course, the guys mind and create scenes so atleast a majority of the characters can be happy.

Trust me and God, making you sad is not his objective. Okay. Imagine having to watch a Sun-Tv soap which only makes you sob, how long will you watch it? Yeah. God is into this show for centuries so surely he will not be able to stand the show he is creating, if it is always sad. Its just that it might take him sometime to create a scene of happiness to a particular character.  Sometimes even a lifetime.

Just imagine yourself writing this thousand page novel and nobody seem to recognize it or even tell that you have done a nice job. What would you feel like doing? Killing every character left right and center?

That’s how God must be feeling when none of us thank him for his awesome creation, thats us. The simple fact that you (we) are still walking, talking and laughing or even crying for that matter, is a proof that God has different plans for you. Its not yet your turn to turn right at the signal. Not yet! So you have to keep going. And oh yeah, God will work out your part better than you. Not just because he is God, but because he is the director and ONLY the director knows what happens to other characters.

Haso, Jiyo, Muskurao, who knows, Kal Ho Na Ho!

PS: I wanted to write about this particular Kal Ho Na Ho line. Hence the entire post! Phuuleeese bear with me!!

Another 55F post!

Hope

She was sitting in the canteen scanning the crowd mindlessly. Her mind was racing ahead, imagining her reaction when he proposes. She should feel relieved of all the tension that has been plaguing her for the past 6 months. She saw him coming and her mind went blank. He looked so serious and stunningly handsome.

Love

No matter how many ever times he practiced, he was unable to work up his courage to propose her. He finally went to her, looked her in the eye and said “I promise to love you even when you have wrinkles, will you be mine?” He stood there waiting for her to respond, silently praying.

Life

She watched as he proposed in his croaky voice. She saw him silently praying and closed her eyes. She heard the girl in front of him look up and smile. She saw him take her hand and she turned away to go home to get married to the guy her parents had found for her.

55 Word fiction

I came across this idea when I was browsing through random blogs.


55 words fiction(55F)

• You have to write a set of three 55F.
• The first two sets should be a story on its own.
• The  two stories should  climax / conclude / inter-twine in the third set of 55F.
• The story could be of any genre i.e, love, crime, mystery or thriller etc.

My attempt at this:
(Idea courtesy: Here2enchant.wordpress.com)

Him

I’m looking forward to this Friday for my wife is leaving out of town for the full next week to her mother’s place. Despite our marriage being a happy one, I’m looking forward to this break of temporary bachelorhood. I’ve missed Men’s party, all nighter and a never ending football for a very long time.

Her

This Saturday, I’m going to my mom’s place after two years. I’m leaving my husband to enjoy himself for a week. It’s a great feeling to go home and be the favourite daughter to my mother.  Post marriage, I’ve forgotten what it is to be taken care of, to not worry about pleasing my in-laws.

Them

I came home early. I could not stay away. He was still at work. I went to kitchen. A clumsily written note sat on the cold stove. “Shweths! Welcome back! No football match, no amount of all night partying seem to give me the same happiness I get when you are around. Missed you!”

Damn those tears!

Hey,

I was wondering whats wrong with me, so hoping this post would clarify a few finer points that I'm unaware of today.

Have you ever cried? Ofcourse I'm not asking about how you cried when you were a toddler and you cried cause you could not stand.

No. I'm asking if you have cried being fully aware of why you are crying and what made you cry.

Yeah, we usually cry when we are sad or frustrated that nothing is happening our way. In other words, when you are feeling helpless. Totally agreed.

Why else do you cry? One of my guy friends told me he cried the other day cause Arsenal lost (or did it win?) I dont know for he would have cried for either of the reasons. I heard a lot of people say they cried on seeing Master Blaster finally hit his 'ton'. Yes, we feel 'tearful'(we dont call it crying if its for a happy reason) when we are happy. 'Happy tears' it is!

So now, the real reason for writing this post is to find out how many of you cry because you are angry.

I do and I want consolation that I'm not any strange species or alien creature. Its very annoying to find yourself in tears when you want to stamp and rage and there comes this whole lot of tears and you give everyone the impression that  you cry to get your way! Its bloody annoying.

It happened the other day when I was incensed about something that the company did to us(lady employees) and I was trying to tell my boss that its not fair and if something can be done about it. To my boss(and mine) intense embarrassment, tears welled up in my eyes. My boss was like giving me this pitiful expression and told me he would see what can be done(as though talking to a victim) Come on! the last thing I wanted was that. I was arguing my stand and I wanted to shout, forget my tears, just listen to what I'm saying! I really dont know if its normal to cry when someone is extremely angry. I was totally and justifiably angry that day and tears spoilt me from expressing the rightful anger.

And the funny part is, once the crying is done with, I feel less angry. Its like the emotion 'anger' has let itself out after a good dose of crying. Sometimes I dont want to let the anger out because I want to let others know that I'm angry that something happened (or didnt happen) to prove my point.However, I end up shedding those dangerous tears and with it, all the anger. So I dont bottle up my anger. I know thats good for health but its not so when you have to establish a presence for you and you want to be heard for the right reasons.

So I decided to google out the answer and I found out that (to nobody's surprise) women cry on an average 64 times a year when compared 19 times for a guy. Mostly the reason is sadness (Although every site that I read mentioned that women cry for no reason apparent or to put it in another way, they cry to get their way) and loneliness or helplessness. A few mentioned happiness and very few mentions of anger. A lot of sites mentioned what one should do to 'not cry'. Somehow when I'm angry, I cant imagine myself taking a deep calming breath in front of my boss or an irrational person behind a sales counter so I dont end up having angry tears.

So, I dont know. Crying does make me feel better in some ways but most of the times it comes in the way of making someone see my point. If you are reading this and come across me in tears please dont feel sad for me for I dont cry much cause I am sad. Its 8 to 10 chances that I am simply fuming inside and I'm extremely angry. And do let me know if you have experienced this and if you have found ways to avoid the tears.

YOU

I stand there looking deep into your eyes,
trying to understand all that you want to say
without words.

My palms lay curled up inside yours,
my shoulders limp.
Whats about to happen,
Thou its inevitable and right.
Mind smiles while my heart sighs.

You are racing ahead,
leaving me far behind,
in an entirely different track
to reach the stars.

Usually, times change
but I only hope ours does not.
Hoping to catch up,
so that I can win my life and YOU.

Incomplete

She was standing there. In her bedroom of the newly built house – nah, Home. Her new home. Looking out the window, Lost in thoughts, wondering what happened, looking back, though she has been told it’s a waste of time. Her eyes registered a vague sense of awareness, as though realising something for the first time. She wanted to grasp it, that unknown, unclear thread of sanity in her completely insane world. God is smiling at me now – She thought, looking up at the sky which seem to stretch infinitely. As though replying her thoughts, cool breeze washed over her face. She took it as an affirmation from God. And she smiled too. She knew that there is a reason for all that happened. She has been patient to find out why. 

She had been in her office that day. Tagged as ‘Newly wed’ and with that shy smile that can be seen only in a face which is, in truth, newly wed. Happily married and then she heard the news through a bizarre phone call. That fateful news that her husband met with an accident. She lost sense of the present. She thought the doctor must be crazy. But looking through the glass door of ICU, she knew.

She has never known how she lived through the haze that followed that fateful phone call. Today, looking back, its indifference, she thought. Wind kissed her face again as though smiling patiently at an adamant kid who refused to look at the obvious. She turned her face against the wind and looked at the people on the beach. They looked so small from her 13^th floor balcony. She suddenly wondered if someone would be thinking about her.

When her husband died, everybody thought she would go into mourning by either crying for few days or turn it inwards and become miserable. She did neither. She embraced life as though she is living for her husband too. She did all that they had planned to do together with full josh. She lived life. People thought she didn’t care. Some thought she is so strong that she moved on. She didn’t care for either view. She lived on with unprecedented josh. Nobody would even guess that she lacked something in life. She had often asked herself if she lacked something in life. “No” came back her strong mind voice. She had everything. Yes. Everything she needed. God always knew what to do with her. Better than herself. So maybe, this was what she had wanted. She gave an unconscious shrug.

One thing that kept her going was the hope that she would somehow find the reason as to why it happened to her, of all the people. She wanted to know what God thought. It has happened. So there must surely be a reason. She just wanted to know it. 

So she faced everyday determined to find out why. Sometimes she felt she almost knew it but it was difficult to grasp. So she lived on. With that strong belief that she will one day find the reason for her life and that day would make her entire life worthwhile.

 

ps: Thank you IHM - Tejaswee for making me write this post.

pps: This post is dedicated to all those who have lost their loved ones and does not yet know how to deal with it.

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Profile pic change -- 54 "likes"
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WTF

What do you mean when you click "like" in FB?
Saddest state of  affairs! Mind what you click for you dont have the right to trivialize anything. ANYTHING!