This and That

I am getting paranoid about the fact that the ideas i write or intend to write are mine or not. Probably they could have been shaped from the grey matter of a book or they could be from various happenings which have creep ed into my sub-conscious mind. In all these instances the ideas aren't mine and i try to branch out on those borrowed seeds of thought. Basically i think of fitting them into two broader categories . They can be event driven or concept driven.

Event driven writings are free flowing where i just pen down by direct observations and my own interpretations. Things like describing a place, describing an event, describing a book, sharing my experiences etc fall in this category. I find it a healthy practice to chain my randomized thoughts and gives me immense satisfaction. At the same time i try not to kill the spontaneity while getting nervous about the interpretations of people on other side of the table. At the end of the day, these kind of writings are great stress relievers where you let go of your brain surges and occasional outbursts.

Concept driven are basically thought driven and where i try to get into a metaphysical level. It's like building castles in air after my vodka sessions. My feel good factor gets elevated and i feel like living in multi-dimensions as a hyper creature while writing for myself. I don't want others to read these stuff, as i too don't know what exactly i am trying to do. The paragraphs would contain nothing other than disjoints in ideas, sentences,utter chaos and lots of adjectives. But then i use it as a tool for dealing with something new and my dynamic range gets stretched. I find the same pattern in me when i meet new people, visit new places, work on something new etc. Honestly i believe this is a trait common to all daydreamers and they can be a nuisance for the society.

Whining Kid

My next door neighbor got a descent kid some months back. The kid has become a center of attraction for all members of the family, and also for other families nearby. Handling this kid is not that easy and one should be stuffed with good amount of phonetics while dealing with this baby. She is catching up with worldly matters pretty fast and is getting more smarter day by day. She understands her food routine and maintains a perfect balance between play and sleep. She comfortably hops from one lap to another without any reluctance. Things like new faces, grazing cows, stray dogs and house insects catches her attention immediately. But somehow i don't share a good equation with this baby. The reason being, she looks at me with unending curiosity every time i carry her and this makes me search for appropriate reasons for her insanity. Many a times she gives a loud cry in my lap and her mood suddenly changes when i pass her to another. This makes me more humiliated. This kid sleeps more during the day and has a habit of going for occasional night outs. Since i share a common wall with her, i usually have tough times on these occasions. My tolerance levels come down and her loud cries makes me insomniac.

This doesn't mean i hate kids. It's just that i should learn to adapt with them and i will like to parent as many kids as possible some day.