Friday, February 23, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
GREen Day
The Complexity of falling: Falling in Love
Even though my objective here would be to use as many new words that I am currently byhearting for my GRE, the inspiration should not be confused with the objective. In the years gone by, especially those that I have spent in IIT it has been rather difficult for me to understand the complex phenomenon called Love, as I see it, as I cannot see it, as I hope to see it, as I hope it should be and as it shouldn’t be and as it has chosen to evolve before me. Even more intriguing for me has been the process of ‘falling in love’ as I see people going through it or maybe sometimes as I have imagined them to be. The process of not just ‘falling in Love’ but of falling itself is rather worth pondering upon. Oops! I have not yet managed to incorporate even one single word from my first word list but then it is so full of detestful abhorrence referring to abominable men with abominable taste in women and people living in abject poverty and of bright young scholars abjuring their heretical beliefs and people in Love ( oh yes! The very Love I have been so ambivalent about) abnegating their Love for the greater good and myself being in the ‘Casablanca mood’, it was almost impossible for me to abase this rather aberrant state of mine where I was willing to abdicate my precious little free time to this string of thoughts and hold in abeyance my mission perfect score. The essay may prove to be an abortive given the contradicting nature of the inspiration and objective of writing this piece. In fact I might end up abashing(and not abasing) myself if I ever try to publish this. To abbreviate this rather traverse piece, all that I would want to say is that I should not be entirely held responsible for my indulgence. The music, which I totally am in love with, by the way, my nature to constantly analyze things in a rather obtuse way, especially the novel I am currently reading, The Shadow Lines, my Gre date, which happens to be in the not-so-distant future have all abetted me in this. Lastly, I shall return very soon for this kind of aberrant mood is not an aberration for me. It is what I am and what I cannot imagine myself without. And for completeness sake, abate means to subside or moderate and ablution is what I have planning to do since days but am too lazy and as a result have been living in dirty clothes.
Even though my objective here would be to use as many new words that I am currently byhearting for my GRE, the inspiration should not be confused with the objective. In the years gone by, especially those that I have spent in IIT it has been rather difficult for me to understand the complex phenomenon called Love, as I see it, as I cannot see it, as I hope to see it, as I hope it should be and as it shouldn’t be and as it has chosen to evolve before me. Even more intriguing for me has been the process of ‘falling in love’ as I see people going through it or maybe sometimes as I have imagined them to be. The process of not just ‘falling in Love’ but of falling itself is rather worth pondering upon. Oops! I have not yet managed to incorporate even one single word from my first word list but then it is so full of detestful abhorrence referring to abominable men with abominable taste in women and people living in abject poverty and of bright young scholars abjuring their heretical beliefs and people in Love ( oh yes! The very Love I have been so ambivalent about) abnegating their Love for the greater good and myself being in the ‘Casablanca mood’, it was almost impossible for me to abase this rather aberrant state of mine where I was willing to abdicate my precious little free time to this string of thoughts and hold in abeyance my mission perfect score. The essay may prove to be an abortive given the contradicting nature of the inspiration and objective of writing this piece. In fact I might end up abashing(and not abasing) myself if I ever try to publish this. To abbreviate this rather traverse piece, all that I would want to say is that I should not be entirely held responsible for my indulgence. The music, which I totally am in love with, by the way, my nature to constantly analyze things in a rather obtuse way, especially the novel I am currently reading, The Shadow Lines, my Gre date, which happens to be in the not-so-distant future have all abetted me in this. Lastly, I shall return very soon for this kind of aberrant mood is not an aberration for me. It is what I am and what I cannot imagine myself without. And for completeness sake, abate means to subside or moderate and ablution is what I have planning to do since days but am too lazy and as a result have been living in dirty clothes.
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