Midnight(Almost) Rants!

Written on 26th of August 2013. 

22:43 hours. 

After almost 4 whole months of convincing myself to write something on the blog, simply because it’s been way too long and my inbox is full of emails from people asking me about a new post that was on  its way (apparently). I open the link of my dashboard in a new tab only to realise that my college’s IT department have gone bananas and blocked my blog. AGAIN.

So, I’m going to waste a little time and rant about it. 

I've lately been spending my time, trying to make peace with the sewing machine that I’m being told to stitch on, working on assignments, being sick, receiving birthday presents and cards( It’s been 3 weeks since my birthday but hey, I’m really not complaining!), swooning over this really cute guy on campus(momentarily, though. Okay fine! Not momentarily.); and trying to convince myself to write so that it can serve as a shout out to everyone and inform them that yes! I’m still alive and not paralysed or literary-ly(is this even a word?)  challenged.  So, interestingly as soon as I realise that I’m ready to crank the space up with some kick-ass piece about how to tame your dragon or maybe how to make friends with the ghost of Freddie Mercury who is lurking in one corner of your room right now (I’m trying to be imaginative, okay? Cut me some slack!) BAM! The authorities decide that my blog is not appropriate to be opened up on an educational campus, because hey, you never know what kind of erotic nuisance I’m feeding people through it. Yes, this makes some sense, totes.

Which brings me to another issue, who is to decide what’s right and what’s wrong?

 I came across this really intriguing quote the other day, “Love is cursed by monogamy.” , try saying this to your parents or maybe your girlfriend/boyfriend/spouse/whatever and the first thing you’re going to hear is probably a wailing sound, if the person really has his/her shit together then you might as well as just directly end up into a fight or a “heated discussion”  to say the least, but why?

Did anyone ever ask anybody about why we do the things the way that we do them? (Okay that was probably too Frank Sinatra for one sentence, you do remember do be do be do, don’t you?)

Why is it necessary to be put sugar in your milk rather than salt, why aren’t days called nights and nights called days? ; Why is it important to follow rules? Who made the rules? Are your notions and principles about the world alright or do you need to expand your horizons a little more? All of this is for you to decide, I’m just trying to give you some food for thought.

To conclude I’m going to urge you to Google about Paulo Coelho’s answer about why the railway tracks are 4 feet 8.5 inches apart and you’ll get the bigger picture.  Arguments about the same are going to be entertained with great joy!

Hope you have a lovely evening/night/midnight.

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