I believe Charlie was right.Dunno about Chaplin or Brown, but Darwin surely was.
We have undergone changes to become what we are. We used to hunt to survive,using sharp stones and sticks....now,my weapon of choice is a bunch of food coupons that are accepted at all the KFC's and McD's. We used to hunt in packs; now our social lives have been reduced to saying-hello-waving-goodbye( thank you David Gray), all within a span of two-three hours and TGIF. We used to skin animals to protect ourselves from the weather( we didn't really care about nudity back then...i guess we chose not to); and now we work our asses off throughout the month just so as to be able to afford that coveted pair of levis' or that "cool sweat shirt" from Benetton, not to mention, after discount.
If you have read so far( surprisingly!!),and you're still wondering where i'm going with all this comparisons, then let me give you one more comparison. Earlier people used to write stuff which either actually meant something to lots of other peple in their own respective ways; nowadays we just blog; ideas,intentions and motives can hold each others' hands and take tra-la-la hikes.
The truth is i'm totally confused. Started thinking about all this "change" crap because my personal life literally begged me to learn the art to adapting to change out of thin air.
How many of us have ever been chucked out of someone's life?? I was, and it doesn't feel good,does it? The first thought is obviously very tragic and unfortunately involves lots of questioning and sudden attacks of self pity...you're totally devastated and you're thinking "Oh my god !! what fucken life is this? what am i gonna do now?!"....and several other phylla of melodramatic expression,often making us wonder if we are related to the late nirupa roy(the universal mother of bollywood...just in case you don't remember). This proves that the worse your situation in life is, the lamer your attempts at being funny will be.A certain person i know would even go to the extent of saying in assamese,"Beya lage dei,kabaar karone!!"( which means 'i pity "someone" '!!!)...
Confucius say, taking too much pinch of salt give high pressure.So,here i go again,looking for spoons of sugar.This time it actually works. I guess it has something to do with "letting go" or(NOT 'of' ) crap like that. But if we compare our erstwhile-loved one to a bird, then it is better to let the bird fly away; if it returns,it'll be with us forever, and if it doesn't, it was never meant for us.See readers,sometimes i tend to make sense.
(P.S. philosophies are subject to change with arrival of hunting season.)
This blog is dedicated to all the girls who are ever so ready to break our hearts. And Mr.Charles Darwin.
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