Sunday 23 December 2018

they run like the river, but not you.

another lyrical posto, off the fantastic
"there you are" by zayn. it reminds me
how fragile i can be, and how it's about
time i opened my heart up again.

we'll see.



Monday 17 December 2018

and you, monsieur linguini, are no idiot.

another posto, this time it portrays my reaction
when people FINALLY comes up with an idea
that is practical, achievable and easy to understand.



Thursday 13 December 2018

not long left here now.

just saw the 1st trailer for next year's
avengers : endgame movie trailer!
it looks awesome, and heart-breaking.

can't wait to watch it, and here's a posto
based on the trailer. such a heartfelt
last message from tony to pepper.



ok. that explains a lot.

new knowledge or theories are always good.
specially ones that help you realize why
you're just a liiitle bit more weird than your family.



Thursday 6 December 2018

introvert reading about other introverts.

what i'm devouring at the moment.


write? right.

a surprisingly popular career option.


got word that an old friend has gone on
to retire early from the industry but went
ahead with his motorcycle business idea.

the darn guy actually pursued his dream!
and to think he put it off for years and years.
but he did it. i admire that. a whole lot.

which brings me back to when i was once
asked what would be my dream career,
and what would that passion be?

i told them i would love to write.

which is great, and they thought it's cool
and i should pursue it and i should go
and live out that passion on a daily basis!

well, truth be told i didn't tell them
the whole story. or what would
constitute a dream job for me;

to be surrounded by a gazillion cats
and be paid to eat fried chicken
or pizza or burgers or crap like that.

that would be awesome, in my book.

whatever that curve is called again.

got introduced earlier to a concept
of this something something curve.

it's similar to those stages of grief,
which is a series of personal reactions
one demonstrates when faced with grief,
and the journey one goes through
up till the point of acceptance.

...basically, how to be ok with all sorts
of crap that happens in your life.

i'm a data and analysis-driven person.
my opinions are formed by results,
as opposed to things that are vague
or theories that can't be backed by
technical work or solid proof.

or worst still, technical work that is
manufactured in order to fit that
vague theory in the 1st place.

anyone who knows me will attest
that i'll be the 1st one to accept you
if you take the time to do things proper,
be fair and transparent about it, and
make judgement calls based on that.

don't tell me, show me.
don't say it, prove it.
don't give me excuses, gimme solutions.

do all that, and not only will i agree
with you, i'd do everything i can in
order to make things work even more.

...but that's probably asking for too much.

too idealistic maybe, and perhaps i've
over-indulged in wishful thinking,
so maybe it's about time i embrace my own
version of the something something curve.
and here's how it would look like;


i'll keep you guys posted on how this goes.
who knows? maybe next time you see me i'll 
be in zen-mode. and be vegan and do yoga.

p.s. still undecided whether i regret today's
conversation or otherwise. we'll see. hehe.