There is no God.

There is no God.

Yes. There is no such thing/person/being/entity as God. I will not argue, justify or give examples. That is just plain juvenile. I believe the entire universe spins around sheer chance and probability. The unpredictability of events that occur is so huge, that we don't want to admit the fact that- WE DON'T KNOW.

God is a product of humanity's ignorance. If we can't figure it out- it's God's work. A crude invention, that still grips society with fanaticism and idiocy. God is the etiology for this sad social degeneration.

Being a student of medicine, it is often the case that certain ailments cannot be treated, or certain conditions have reached a terminal stage. And doctors assure the patients that- Its all up to God. Sickening
I will never do that. It's not upto something that does not exist to save the patient. It is skill. You either can or can't do it. God is not a treatment option. Atleast textbooks don't say so.

The chances that you do land up with problems, diseases etc is a number. Not a consequence of how many incantations you have recited or with the degree of religious fervour in your prayers.

Next time you hear something like- God is great.

Stand up and make the correction. God is a ratio.

An Ode to the Fair Lady

... and then she came to be

unfurling herself like a white lily

and painted herself on my soul

Her eyes twinkled through the morning mist

The dew adorned her neck like pearls

The september winds lifted her hair, and butterflies kissed

her cheeks that turned wild roses green

She sang, and tulips danced

the rivers bubbled and gurgled

the sun warmed the grass

and embraced the land with beauty

The fair lady sprouted wings and flew away

to mystical lands that promised much

she turned around one last time and smiled

It cracked my golden sphere, and out flew a white pigeon

Hehehe... FOOL!

I read this random blog just a while ago by this depressed/hypersexual/candid/looney female...

Screwy garbage for written material dished out on perverse overdoses, the blog has more than 50 followers :|

Inference A: People are crazy enough to write such shit online.

Inference B: There are more foolish but funny people *yes, I love to make fun of fools... chuckles* around to read, comment and follow it.

Humanity has reached and overshot the heights of stupidity. Yay!

*uncorks champagne*

and i don't know why I just wrote this shit in the first place. Oh well. :P

The Seeker

Do you believe in The Beautiful Isle

that defies logic and the human mind?

Tune yourself to the altered reality

and unfurl into the infinite design

Touch is a senseless sense in your dreams

But you can still feel my breath

Breaching the barriers of understanding

We stand on the brink of a bleak present

To only fall into the blurred future

Who are you, friend?

What is your purpose?

Is it to create?

Or worship the unknown Creator?

Who am I you ask?

I am above you, I judge you, I control you

For I am the seeker.

A prediction

The embers are being extinguished

blow on them not

For it is happening for the better

Can you sense the intangible cold?

Succeeding the cause

Preceding the effect

Is the uncertain

And the answer, unknown.

The subtle turns

Just when you think you've got it all done, the wind blows the other way, the clouds creep up to hide the sun and well.. everything goes down hill from there.

Now, I've nurtured a sense of acceptance in me. Is it the highest form of being? Perhaps.

You are dust in the wind,

Waft in it carelessly

And hear it whisper

Its infinite wisdom.

Busy :s

Never been so busy since I got into Medical College. But some how, I have loved working, organizing and reading. Perhaps I am actually maturing as a professional. Am I?

It is quite scary what age can do to you. Subtle changes like how I have now developed an aversion to sitting for too long on the Internet, and not waste time aimlessy in the virtual world.

The winds of change are blowing.. and somehow, this change seems to be for the better.

Quite a while since I have posted here, perhaps I am losing interest in blogging as well.

Written and deleted 3 blogs as of now, perhaps this could be next soon?

Naaa :D

Vacations over

I hate it when vacations end. Summer break is over, and back to college I go as the last leg of my second year in medicine lies ahead to be conquered. *sigh, medicine courses have a 1.5 year long 2nd year to inflict some extra pain :D*

The very thought of travelling 17 kilometers across the city to get to college and do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING *<-- yes, please re-read that* makes me quite an arrogant delinquent temporarily :|

So, I shall be off now, to go and buy the high E string which snapped yesterday night :s

Foolish string.

The Painter's Palette

He sat before his canvas

and pondered upon what his next creation

would be.

Confused he was, for he wanted

to paint 'truth' but he did not know

if the truth was true

Days and nights flew by

the sand in Heaven's tall hourglass slipped away

as he sat still before his white board

He doodled with his brush,

raised a quizzical eyebrow,

a smile crept across his face.

He dabbed a little red, and erased it with black

highlighted lines, and shaded vividly

everything he sketched, he blackened

After hours spent, his hands were stained

with vile paint and turpentine

he gazed at the canvas, as though he was possesed

It was the blackest of black

Like truth itself.

Endings

If at all, there is a constant in this universe, other than change.. it would be 'the end'. Endings are everywhere. The end of the universe, the world, life, relationships, school, college.. you name it, it shall end... soon.

All endings have a very strange attribute. Endings bring about sense of overwhelming joy, sadness, annoyance, pity but it never fails to provoke emotions. They leave a void, only to shelved away by time. The more you think about the entire concept of 'the end', the more you'd like to believe in the chances of a new beginning. This is perhaps the fuel for human life. Belief that when things come to a close, there shall be a new avenue that crops up.. somewhere, sometime.

Till then, we clasp our palms around the lantern of hope, keeping the winds of change at bay. It is quite unreal that we have created so much insignificance around us, when we ourselves are equivalent to an absoulte zero in comparison to the vastness of the Universe. And when an entity such as the universe dies.. something endless shall be born. Silence.

Joblessness taken to the next level

People these days have become so inactive, that they go about doing these extremely weird quizzes on facebook.

And it really annoys me to even read a few of their titles. For example- 'What badass animal are you' quiz, or 'Which female body part are you ' quiz <-- SERIOUSLY? :|

I have a feeling that someday, Artificial intelligence will rake up all this data about humans and take over the world. :s

Not that I am the first to have this notion, but it is highly likely. Imagine if the computer knows your name, address, your friends, your activities, about your schooling.... and errr.. even which female body part you are!

Scary? Be afraid. Your PC may just consume you for lunch tomorrow. :P

Error 404: Band not found

One of the biggest dreams of a heavy metal fan would be to crank up the distortion and play before a huge crowd with a successful band.

And forming a band, let alone a successful one, is perhaps the most tiring, teeth grinding and mind numbing activity for unlucky people.. like me for example :|

Just when everything falls into place, you realize that the Murphy's law is somewhere around the bend. *i am a strict non-believer of this particular law, but over the past few months, my opinions are slowly changing :s* Guitarist has the flu, drummer has an exam, bassist has a code red situation with his girl friend, all this boils down to no jam in the end. So much for trying to make things happen.

So this is what you do, to make your own band:

1. Start when you are 5 years old, and try to learn to play drums, bass, guitars and do vocals at the same time, that way, you don't have to give a flying fuck to other band members :D

2. Get your girlfriend into the band. So she won't feel 'left out' xD

3. Make simple songs at first. You try to complicate things, you are digging your own grave.
(^ that is some honest advice :|)

4. Dont paint your face white and black... and behave like those black metal lunatics. No one buys that in India xD

5. Be anti-religion, anti-government, anti-shiv sena and anti-'whatever-you-can-think of' but DON'T be anti-woman. The feminists will impale your band like a bunch of goats and let you hang on stage like how Gorgoroth do it on stage. :P

6. Lastly, don't name your band something like, Death Insanity, Death Monstrosity, Blood and other body fluids, Kidney eaters etc. It sounds like those Z-grade horror flicks and sometimes even cheap pornography titles :|

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