Tuesday, May 4, 2010

A Nikon, a fender stratocaster, Chiranjeevi, my dad and other stories.

All of us so-called humans have two basic operating modes. Side A and Side B. Side A is characterized by a docile, harmless demeanor and Side B, is, well, the same thing with a lot of Red Bull and Vodka. If you still are at a loss, then "Side A mein bajta hai. Side B mein bajata hai." (Any attempt to translate this would, well, defuse the effect.)

Side A:

It is true.

You don't need an awesome product to make your life better. In fact, I agree. It is a waste of money. Wait. Make that a huge waste of money. The innuendo being the purchase of a Nikon yesterday. Maybe it is a 'passing fancy' and it sure like hell won't help me earn any money. I am not even an amateur photographer by any standards, and frankly, the Nikon is to me what a Bugatti Veyron is to a guy learning the bicycle.

The same goes for almost any product. Human minds are strange. The question "Do I really need this stuff?" often is used to convince ourselves of the opposite. Why? I mean, if a guy really wants something and he can afford it without killing anyone, let him have it, I say. Why should he consider the world's economics, the consequences of his instinctive folly, etc. etc. ?

Also, I will never understand why 'growing up' has something to do with forgetting all that you promised yourself when you were, say, five or six years old. Maybe inside us, there really is the most awesome guitarist, artist, photographer, poet, pilot, bus conductor or whatever we dream of, and it's only because of this stupid growing up thingy which brings in ego, occasional diarrhea, and other unnecessary evils, that we decide somewhere down the line to join the rest of humanity in leading a 'normal' life. Normal to me is going out and winging it. No matter what it is.

Okay, at this point, all the wives will argue that they have to save for the future. You never know what is going to happen. Which is exactly my point. When you don't know what is going to happen, then why save at all?? I mean, you can save enough to lead the same kind of existence that you are used to, but if you earn more than that, wing it boys. I think I have spoken for all the men out there who want to buy something which they've always wanted, something which will make them awesome in their own eyes, something which they know is a 'passing fancy' but would be more than glad to let it pass over them, balls to bones.

Concluding this, I just would like to say that I did what I've always wanted to. I feel good about myself.

























Side B:

Fuck you. Watch me.