Showing posts with label Kaapi Contemplasshion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kaapi Contemplasshion. Show all posts

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Love Advice

There are few things in this world which are more complicated and difficult than initiating a first conversation with someone you like, although touching your nose with your tongue or climbing the Everest as the Yeti gives you chase come in as close second on the difficulty scale. But by god, you'd rather war with the invisible Yeti and get your bones crushed to smithereens or suffer frostbites that'll make your toes fall off than drop a "hi" to her, wouldn't you?
Yes, it's difficult to start. More so, if the person's an absolute stranger from the Internet.

Of course, there are ways to start, and Orkut taught us. "Hey u r bootiful, dear. ur eyes r lyk the first drop of dew dat's on lotus leaves at 4 a.m. in d morning (although why anyone would want to stare at dew on lotus leaves at 4 a.m. in the morning is still beyond me). "wana make frandship?" was most customary. Very flattering, yes, although not quite adequate, if--by good misfortune, the girl happens to be intelligent. (oh lord, no!! not intelligent of all things!)

Well, it's only a matter of time till someone comes up with something more foolproof. And someone did:



^ Yes, it's so nice! Now this is how you start your first conversation with a complete stranger: Which girl wouldn't enjoy the flattery, the beautiful beautiful poetry, and the way you elucidate the curl of her fake lashes? (Expensive mascara, I knew the 300 rupees was worth it!) How it would melt her timid, innocent, love-starved little heart!
Especially poetry. Which girl would be thick enough as to not appreciate original poetry? Especially the sorts that you could flick off answers.com and nobody would know?:

Unfortunately, my answer was simply a "I know."
I'm a disappointment to the race of stupid, beautiful women.
Now excuse me, I have to go write a poem. The sorts that is not flicked from answers.com or talk about the very very (un)brown eyes that god gave me.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Messages-Part 1




It had been a rather cheerful day, sprinkled with a few death threats, and a few more suicidal e-mails. Kaapi’s caffeine-infected eyes scanned yet another message and thought to itself, in quiet resolve, “the world abounds in jerks,”—a statement oozing much profound wisdom. That, to her, was equivalent to an entire “I have a dream,” speech.


I don’t know about you, but I would consider the moment you are dying as a very wrong time to exchange pleasantries. You might consider a doctor a plausible person to go to during such instances, but unfortunately for most, such complex common sense seldom seeps into befuddled brains.


I YAM DEIN.”


A message had suddenly come out of the blue. She looked at it for three whole minutes, and that was something to be said for a very quick thinker. A funeral invite, perhaps? Like “I am turning thirteen, please come,” Such grim reminders never worked much to increase the happiness factor in her life. She contemplated on what to do, and finally decided on fully freaking out to be a very appropriate response, given the situation.




“WOHMAGOSSSSH NO, DON’T DO THISSSS, IT IS WOKAY!! DON’T KILL YOURSELF; I AM HERE FOR U FOR THE REST OF ETENRITY. ARE YOU OK? DID YOU DRINK A BOTTLE OF SAVLON LIQUID SOAP? I KNEW U HAD SUICIDAL TENDENCIES, PLZ PLZ TAKE CARE, DON’T RUSH WITH THIS. PLZ. I KNOW YOUR LIFE IS CRAP AND EVERYTHING, BUT PLEASE DON’T TAKE THIS TO THE EXTREME. WHAT WILL YOUR PARENTS THINK? WHAT WILL YOUR FRIENDS THINK? YOU NEED TO CHEER UP, PLEASE!!! LIFE IS NOT JUST ABOUT EXISTING, IT’S ABOUT LIVING; SHOW THE WORLD THAT YOU CAN LIVE!! YOU CAN DO THIS, BUDDY! YOU REALLY REALLY CAN!!! COME ON NOW, DON’T BE DEPRESSED. WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU DO TO YOURSELF? PLEASE DON’T DIE!”




Most sympathetic, I’d say. She spent the day in perpetual worry, hoping that there would finally be some hope at the end of the tunnel. she prayed hard, wishing somebody would continue to exist.

And then, had come the most profound reply.


“….to see you.”


Next time you write a letter, folks, don't forget to complete your sentences.