You are judged

You are judged.

Every second of every minute, every minute of every hour, you are judged.

You are judged on your looks, the way you walk, the way you talk, your accent, your smile, your complexion, your skin colour, your attitude, what you wear, the amount of make up you put.

You are judged.

Be it you're the President of the United States's janitor or the doctor providing free operations in Africa, you are judged.

Everyone has an opinion about you, even the lady who glanced at you on the road or that cute girl who you think took no notice of you.

You are judged.

And you cannot say that you don't have bad opinions about someone else. And that is absolutely fine, everyone has a bad opinion on everyone. What's wrong is if you share them with someone else.

It's funny how people remember your mistakes and bad traits instead of all the good and happy things. Funny how people gossip on your mistakes and the times you've screwed up when they hardly talk about the nice things you've done. And how one's opinion on someone can change your opinion on that person.

Funny world we live in, isn't it? We live for perfection; we need everyone to mould into our needs. We require them to be perfect for us, almost like a movie character. If they can't mould into our requirements, we just forget them and probably detest them for not meeting our needs, when we could have altered our requirements.

I might not be making complete sense, It's been a long day for me today and I have been going back and forth some malls. Bottom line is to try and keep your opinions on others to yourself, unless they are like oil to your water, then kill them with kerosene. 

Blog

Been a long time since I've blogged. I'm not gonna write anything sentimental or emotional or motivational or philosophical or comical. I have exams.

Adieu

I've learnt how...

So I know that I've haven't blogged in a while and I have learnt a couple of things from my surroundings and peers.

I've learnt how people can hate you and simultaneously respect you at the same time, and vice versa. I've learnt how hypocritical people can criticize your actions, which in retrospect is equally their error too. I've learnt how a person you trusted everything with can lie and spread stuff you said, then branding you an "abandon-er" and shit. I've learnt that people assume other people don't want to talk to them and ignore you and in the end, blame you for ignoring in the first place.

It's a fucked up world we live in. Getting blamed for everything. People can get on your nerves one way or the other. It's impossible to reason with people. They are like girls on PMS, maybe so me of them are. No matter who you are, people still remember you as an impetuous person. They just believe what they want to believe, and leave out what they don't.

I've learnt that people tell other people on things they shouldn't be telling, either on a trust or a moral belief. But they just tell it, either because they expect something in return such as trust or acknowledgement or just to vent out their temporary frustration.


I know how much you people think that I've been ignoring you and "abandoned" you lot, and I just don't want to go on on this. It's just funny how you can find mistakes in others better than in yourself.

Things which don't matter

So I was bored and I noticed people making list of things they wouldn't wanna change and would matter, I thought of being creative and thinking of things which didn't matter.

The 'No Smoking' sign on a cigarette box.
The brand of a stripper's lingerie.
The brand of your dustbin.
The age of your landlord's wife. (sometimes)
'Slow down' sign on a highway.
The Clinton legacy.
Censor clients on Justin Bieber song.
The word 'Rapid' in Rapid Delivery.
Deodorant to a cab driver.
Degree from an Online University.
White House petitions to Obama.
UN Sanctions on Kim-Jong-Il

Now comment the things that don't matter in the comments below. Let me see whose is best. They get a special treat from Dubai. And I keep my word.

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Been long since I've blogged. Been to Chennai, gave everyone a surprise, came back and now back to retarded assessments and bored. I'll start blogging again later. Till then bye.

Piers Morgan, You beast.

So I was watching that debate between Alex Jones and Piers Morgan and I was amazed. Not because of the agenda, but because of the hyperbole and satiric humor. I really like the idea of deporting Piers Morgan but don't believe that that should be encouraged. I just think that Piers is standing up for something and is being blamed by everyone because his vision isn't bright enough to lighten up the other people's views. It's like a party guy describing the meaning of fun to an introvert, or a gamer.

Anyway, in other news, I got full in Statistics. I find it pretty awesome, if you don't then stay away from me. It was easy, mostly cause we got to use a calculator. AWESOME! but really, the questions were really easy. So easy that I could have attained the same mark if I had done it 2 years ago. It was basically Histograms and Rounding.

I planned to do well in art and try to make an amazing pop art. For a person who cannot draw a straight line with a scale, I hope I can do better drawing this time around. Till then, adios.

New year

So an another year has passed. Many memorable 'stuff' has happened. Many regrets, many accomplishments and all that sort of stuff. But the thing which overwhelms me is that I am getting old. There are things which I cannot do, like hide in the cupboard when my mom asks me to take a shower. Holidays and everyday shower don't go together, just like holiday and homework. But now I can stand up and say 'NO', like a man and not chicken out. But she normally states how superior she is in age and experience and in every method she will ground me. That makes me run into the bathroom as fast as gossips travel through girls.

2012 was absolutely amazing, and at the same time, as Aadarsh would say it, a 'collateral damage'. The next time he says it, inquire him the spelling. I bet he will be chocking for letters. Even though 2012 was an awesome year, if anyone asked me if I would like to relive it again, I would deny instantly. Yes, 2012 was pretty cool, but it ain't something I will wanna do again.

I can bet 2013 is gonna be awesome, and depressing. How I Met Your Mother is ending; have to find something else to do every Tuesday after-school.

Interesting fact: 2013 is the first year since 1987 to not have any recurring digits. Bet ya didn't know that did ya'?!