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By Vishal Date: 2002 Jul 02 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.02.01.08.28791]] |
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Hello, I'm back again, been a while hasn't it? New man, new set of problems, new stuff to write about. It's going to take a while to get back into it. I'm hoping it's like riding a bike but I have this intuitive, pessimistic little dude sitting on my shoulder and chuckling "it's not gonna be that easy Vish" Oh yeah really? Wanna bet on that, put your money where your mouth is, step up like a man and TANGO. On the few occasions when I find myself thinking back to a few years ago, back to myself a few years ago, I encounter the dreamy romantic idealist who was so at peace with the everyday bullshit that affects us all. What is strange is that most of that statement is still true, little has changed, yet the one basic fact that has makes such a monumental difference. The idealist has taught himself to become a hard headed realist who trusts most people as far as he can throw them. You see the secret is, you can still be nice to people, you can still welcome them into your life. Hell you can even fall in love with them and not admit it to another living soul. But the secret is this (and listen carefully now friends and neighbours): If you don't expect people to put themselves out for you in even the most remote possible way, then most of the fucked up things that people that love each other, do to each other, wouldn't hurt more than a fall into a fuckload of feathers. Oh Vish my boy, when are you going to stop being such a cynicist. Is that a real word? It is if I say it is. That's all for now..... |