I am running away from reality, as fast as i could.
and trying not to look back, so as to prevent my eye from tearing.
I like...
Saturday, October 4, 2008
There is something very attractive about tragedies and something very intoxicating about heartaches. I have always liked some amount of angst compared to lighthearted entertainment but of late, it simply gives me a headache. I blame migraine. I find it very hard to answer people what I like. When my boss asked me today, it was kind of hard to answer. Whatever I answered him was truth but it was not the complete truth. I had not realized the things that I liked till I actually sat down and analyzed every word I had told him. I like Origami. A lot. I have not memorized the folds, but always refer to books and print outs which has instructions. I like to read. I have stopped reading everything and started to read some particular genres only. I like hunting for comic books. I like reading them again and again, especially Sandman and The Sadhu. I like music; 80s are my favorite. I also happen to like movies; personal preferences are - horror, action/adventure, thriller, crime and animation. I like Japanese language. I learn it in my spare time. I like misty mountains. I like frozen coke. I like churumuri. I like work when there is stress; thats the time when I am most productive. Well, when I start thinking about what I like, the list seems to grow. Its not uncommon to see that these likes getting changed over the years. Once we grow, we undergo a situation, face a life altering experience, a change is seen in a person overnight. In reality I actually like to cook. I never tell that to any friends for the sole reason that people have rarely seen me cook during my stint working in foreign countries. Its amusing to see people concluding that I don't cook because I don't know how to cook rather than I don't cook because I am lazy. I don't believe in concluding after reading body language or by judging someone's attitude by certain choice of words. I think that people are more than that. Of course there is a possibility that a man would behave exactly in the same way than another man when they are both put into same position. I know that most people argue about it, but when you think about it, in most stressful situation, people at some quantum level behave the same. Here is the parting Question: What is the difference between truth and honesty?