Saturday, May 31, 2008

My Black Pencil & Tattoo Mania

There are two kinds of people in this world..(take this line as research not plagiarism). The BIG PLANNERS & the not so big IMPULSIVE ones, and i belong to the later category.. point stated.
But this story is not about the categorisation of people. Its about "my black pencil" and all the memoirs attached to it.
So, as mentioned i consider myself very impulsive(So do bank credit card folks..I've references u see). In addition to being that I also have the tendency to get attached to certain petty things. Things which seem so important to me then, but when they come in my reach i dont care.
one such thing was my black pencil. A matt-finish black lead pencil which was quite heavy.( I hate to call it a thing). She came in my life in my first yr of engineering as a gift from someone. And with her i always felt secure. She helped me clear my "engineering graphics" back then. As i progressed furthur, just having it in my hand made me study better. (Before any1 starts calling the asylum). one day destiny struck. I LOST IT.
I was so heartbroken. And till date I miss her. I like to believe some1 stole it. (P.S. please return it, if u reading).
That was episode 1, just a tribute to things i lost. Chapter 2 is about the things I've done on impulse, there are many. some did lead to not-so-good consequences. But i still stand by each and everyone of my decisons. So heres the latest I've done on impulse.
1.I dont know whats the big deal about getting a tattoo. But all the people I've spoken to, make a typical face.. how do i describe it... the kind of face madhubala will make if she comes to know mallika is considered sexy in today's world. well, doesnt make any sense. In short, people disapprove, but i fail to understand why.(i'd love to have a debate on this 1)I failed to mention this fact in my list of "things I wanna do b4 i turn 30" but tattoo was to be on the list. good it made this 1. Till now i think if some1 is sure enough tht he/she wants it..go get it.. Finally its your desison. maybe in the long run it'll effect. But point is feed your impulse. Next time i get the force.. i may change my momentum to get 2 more done. Its all about standing out.. and if u have it in u.. etre seul..
So, thats the whole story, I have no idea if it makes sense or not. But when i think of tattoo i remember my black pencil. because things didnt change after i lost her. (i miss her) .I did clear my education, things wont have changed if i had not made the latest impulsive action, but i dont wanna miss having a tattoo at 70. another senseless analogy. But life wud be boring if we try put sense in everything.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Hmm..This was quite a memory provoking blog!!There was this Staedtlar eraser of mine which I had been using dince standard 6th..She was my sweetheart and a regular sharer of my sukh dukh..but good daysdonot last long..After coming to engineering one fine day I was boasting of this fin relation, when in a few days we were struck by Mister Evil Eye..And I lost her..:((..It was a heartbreak...I mourned her loss for one whole week..

Unknown said...

strangely enough i rememebr that story... and rememebr the week of mourning too. even i had the chance of meeting ur beloved staedtler..
funny thing on my side.. my dad read this blog. and sent me pics of the pencil!!! it was with him all the time and he says that i had given it to him coz it looks classy(not that i believe him!!) point is..I GOT IT BACK! i love blogging.

miyu said...

life wud be boring if we try put sense in everything. ... wow dixy kya line hai !!! good that u got ur dearest pencil back.... i used to wear same punjabi dress on exam day .. n one day when i returned home it was gone to some "needy bai" ... i still miss my lucky dress.. :( anyways .. nice blog .. :)