Serendipity

So, I think I should finally introduce you to someone very interesting, intelligent, and at the same time extremely exasperationg.

Meet my IVAN– Inner Voice that Annoys and Nags.
Rather a loose description, but then, Ivan IS loose. Always present at the back of my mind, this being has a tendency to pop up at the most unexpected moments, and is powerful enough to ruin my mood completely.

For example, a few days back I was kinda feeling glad about having assigned the color blue to love, in the series of haiku poems I’ve been writing in which I gave a color to each emotion. I started to think about a drink to associate love and the color blue with, like hope-yellow-lemonade-sweet, and happiness-pink-zinfandel-intoxicating. And suddenly Ivan shrieked happily : “Copper sulphate solution!”
So, right now, he’s doing an excited tribal dance, celebrating the beautiful (*rolls eyes*) way in which he has bonded together me, love, and—you guessed it—CuSO4.

Now you see why I hate this Ivan sometimes?

Have you ever noticed how sometimes some things just happen, or not happen. The same goes for me and blogging. All day long words, phrases, topics keep floating in my head, about people, situations, anything that can make a good something to write about…but then it just doesn’t happen.

Guess I’m having a writer’s block right now. It’s good, in a way, Now all those huge, thick, hit-on-your-head-see-stars chem and physics books don’t gather layers of dust like they used to. Having nothing better to do, I apply my precious creative imaginative mind inside my pretty head to actually think about how infinitely large charged metal plates with a dielectric between them behave and how are the properties of diamminechloridomethylamine platinum chloride different from those of tetraamminechloridonitrito-N cobalt chloride. (Yeah, don’t you just love scientific jargon? )

Four long hours, actually six from tomorrow, of coaching classes in our supposed-to-be-summer-holidays doesn’t really make a good background for being able to write happy-happy, non-crabby blog posts.

Friend since the silly days of eighth, Ank, says one day : “Gawd…life has become so complicated ever since we passed class tenth.. I really wish I could enjoy my present…” (Yeah, she’s the type who would much prefer that to all boring phy, chem and math.)

But then, looks like we only have two choices: chill marofy now and suffer later in some tedious boring underpaying job, or slog, slog, slog through the present and shape out a good life for ourselves.

I much prefer the latter.

A few days ago, two little kids came to spend the day at my place– children of one of my mum’s friends.
Both of them were watching a kids’ channel on the telly, when there came an advisory warning before a certain PG-rated show.

(am translating in English for the sake of the non-Hindi people, if any, who happen to read this.)

The older kid : “See, what’s written on the TV screen —…’Pogo advises that kids should watch the next program alongwith their parents.’..Do you know what that means?”

The younger kid : “Yeah I do. It means that the next program is so good that the kids’ parents should also watch it.”

He spoke sooo innocently, I couldn’t help but laugh.