CHOCOLATE fantasy

Ohk..I really hope that CCD(Cafe Coffee Day) doesn't sue me for using the name of a dessert that fetches them crazy bucks across the country & that to in an article which exactly isn't complementing the marvel fo their bakery..CALL US MAD MEN..m nt SPARTAN,m just another girl but with a whacky touch to the aforesaid.
All my life i have thought that when a person dies,doing absolutely anything with the corpse is a misuse of the limited resources of materials that we have on EARTH.(don't give up on my article yet,it bears significance to its title and you'll find it soon enough.)
Whether be it burying the body which includes the consumption of land pretty much, a plot that is signed off to that person as long as earth exists,though it has the positive emotional touch to the same that u can come back to that place and feel the connection,feel that the person is as close to you as they had always been.But on the other hand, with increasing population in today's world we cannot sacrifice such graves cause we need more space for the living than the dead.
Even when you cremate the corpse,you are using up fuel,fire,wood and many such other limited resources, and eventually ending in adding to the pollution which is anyway exponentially increasing.
So, in a crazy fit and outburst of ideas it hit me, when man dies if the person turns to chocolate then they can be consumed and further consumption of resources is put a stop to.
Now,when i came down to this mad idea,what didn't strike me is the finer gross details of my mad imagination which were very nicely briefed to me by my beloved friends.
When i said turn to chocolate,i meant chocolate bar..n not individual features like fingers,nails and veins turning to chocolate.
So in came BOY#1:"Just imagine..one day you try waking up your roomy,but she doesn't wake up..so you shake her by the hand,her hand breaks off into your hand and you realise she's dead..You are in deep shock,but her hand smells and looks so great,that you start munching on it".
not only did this gross me out but i SLAMMED the phone.
When I related the story to another friend what folllowed was his mad imaginnation.
Boy#2:"And yeah..her hand is all bluish-green and its turned chocolate mint,and you cant resist yourself..yummm!"
And, I did what I do best..SHREAK at the top of my voice.
What happened next was a never ending hypothesis of my theory,which much unwantedly turned into something which was way beyond my comprehension.
Now came in the further much undesired detailling of my theory.
"evry part of our body,should turn into a flavour of its own..be it your hair,nails,glands..etc.each will have its own taste and depending on the person's built and stature will it result in the kind of taste of the chocolate and the additives..like if one has long nails then it will turn to nuts in the chocolate..."
And the discussion was endless.......
A simple mad erratic theory and i had so many to comment,enlighten and improvise my own idea in front of my own eyes.Thank god! copyrighting existed in the world otherwise brilliant thinkers would've got a run for their money.

May be I am crazy about chocolates, but if I had ever realised in my wildest dreams that my fetish for chocolates is going to give rise to somtehing so outrageously awry, I would have put a stop to it, there and then.

BELIEVE YOU ME ! ! !

As TIME goes by.....

A normal outdoingly boring class, sitting in which one's mind wanders off to finer details as to how could have one used it for better purposes or rather speaking in a more strict term utilize TIME.
'TIME', whose utility varies from person to person. For me it could be surfing and downloading the much wanted series, for some it might be diving head along into the much feared GRE wordlists or CAT studies, maybe looking up some study materials for the much unwanted arrival of midsems, it could be just about anything.
TIME is so important for everyone,for everything, the only thing which keeps the entire world in accord.According to which all the events in the world takes place or respect to which everything is taken care of.
In my adolescence, I'd come across a poem TIME by Lord Wordsworth which personified time as gypsies,who are constantly on the move not pausing for a moment and not for anything in the world. They move on whether somebody's dying or somebody's being born,they don't pause to rejoice,to make merry or to grieve. It goes on to say that you cannot bribe "time", you cannot make it stop, it moves on without taking a break or resting or getting tired.
As they say this is the blessing,THIS...is the curse.

Fate is maximally a sick joke

Sometimes in life, you feel everything's perfect, perhaps way too perfect, something aiming for the properitary PERFECTION tag, then a turn of events and you realise "Perfection is a virtue, but expecting perfection is fooling oneself".
As Nickole Kidman had once said in some movie,"A truth that the entire world knows but somehow you have to be told,is that no one in this world has complete control".The recent events in my life showed how my life's peace heading towards the acme suddenly thought "this is getting too boring,lets change the route and head towards the abyss of stress"; turning me ever fatigued, strained and sleepy for eternity.
Scarlett said, "Tomorrow is another day"; but what if the tomorrow is holding something that is as decietful as a mirage,what if it only makes it look on the records that it changed for the better but in reality it took a very wrong turn; a turn which the driver of one's fate never knew led to doom, cause the road directions read "ETERNAL BLISS - 2 KMs.".
Sadly everyones life doesnt have a reverse gear,it doesnt even allow you to go back the same route to the starting point cause lifes a ONE WAY STREET.
You have to go along the jungle to reach to your starting point while facing snakes,tigers,boars and what not.Sacrificing not only one's own safety but also getting yourself bruised,suffering from water deprivation shock & other ailments which is only known to a traveller whose steps have gone haywire.
And, after all this eventually when you reach the starting point its not the same,it never is, maybe it wasn't even worth the pains.

AFTER ALL WHO KNOWS THESE DAYS.....

New Years : The Perfect Marketting Spoof

1st January-NEW YEARS.Perhaps one of the biggest and most globally acclaimed event since ages or time unknown.
Folks have unknowingly given into the feel that since everyone's celebrating this one fine day why not all of us play along,fear that may be called "SPOIL SPORT".But how many of you have actually side-stepped and thought that,"why today? why this one fine day of all the 365 days? and why to make such a huge deal of something like this particular new day?"
Birthdays, anniversaries etc. calls for a celebration as you celebrate your triumph over this unfair world for yet! another year.
But,New Years...why????
If you keep to the logic that its the celebration of something new ,then similarly shoudn't we be celebrating New Month/week/day/hour/minute/second???
From my perspective I feel its perhaps the HUGEST marketting spoof to be ever pulled off..and that to fool proof..its like a globally spread virus and that too in a Windows Vista which is anyway(pardon my foul language)SCREWED ROYALLY! and maximum softwares and anti-viruses are not compatible in your system so you cant throw it out of your system even after knowing it exists and it keeps consuming more space with every passing moment!
Back to my point,you will be succumbed into this NEW YEARS MADNESS and before you know you'll find yourself dishing out bucks for buying something from a NEW YEARS SPECIAL DISCOUNT SALE,and you would be wanting to save yourself from being left with nothing to do at NEW YEARS EVE and you would dish out a lot of cash to be at some party which although surprisingly expensive, will turn out to be astonishingly disappointing!
Not only will the youngsters be raving mad with their ideas of spending their much saved pocket money on this HOLY DAY..but also will the elders be investing in the share and stock market in hopes that prices will shoot up/down and them winning lock,STOCK and two smoking barrels..part of which would probably be blown up at some social event to which they would be attending on THE NEW YEARS EVE.
Even after knowing all the side effects we subject ourselves to such sheer insanity after all:TO ERR IS TO HUMAN....