The Generation Theory

Theory : Genertion X > Generation Y if X>Y

To Prove: IS generation growing at a faster pace and each gen is smarter than previous one...

I have many friends of which majority is from the same age group as mine.. Many a times(as usual) we start talking about our childhood.. There is a connect always which i wonder is one of a kind or people from every age group share.. It happened many times with me with different people..
"hey do you remember Small Wonder?"
"Oh !!! Yes.. I do.. It was amazing...
do you remember chandrakanta on Sundays ?"
Of course... and on and on...
and here eyes starts widening..
and then there is a whole lot of series as the two major , precious and only channels we had were DD1 and DD2.. and there was exact set of serials,cartoon movies everybody watched.. It gives a connect... yes when one starts singing ... She is a small wonder.. or you just join in.. or sometimes when someone calls you Genie and you instantly reply.. Mallllik.... with blinking your eyes and folding your arms..
How can we forget our very own --" chandrakanta ki kahaani... ye maana hai puraani.. "
Very true...
and once these childhood talks start they go on and on.. We all had our simple, easy and innocent childhood watching same Alice, Baloo or Uncle Scrooge... That connects us all..

I really wonder if the kids today would be able to talk like this.. or what common things Kids must be watching or doing these days with 100+ channels and infinite choices.. Whenever i visit my Big Brother's place i seriously gets a big shock by hearing the talks of eight or nine years old who are passing by with more upmarket clothes than us... The girls of third fourth standard waxed up, boys already having number of girlfriends and breakups..
I find them smart.. But i am sorry i don't find them cute or huggables...

PERHAPS generation is growing at faster pace and each gen is smarter than previous one...

Now the litmus paper test for us...

The people from my parents age has something to connect.. but i think our generation might connect by childhood but it will loose on adulthood because of the same reasons the kids are loosing the connect in their childhood...
The way i feel when i see kids of today , our elders do feel about us..
As i don't see a kid in a kid anymore but a premature adult, our elders must be finding a premature middle aged..

YES generation is growing at a faster pace and each gen is smarter than previous ones...

Hence proved !!!

Dreams Unlimited

I have a dream..
to wake up early one day.. and see what the rising sun looks like..
how does it feels when the morning breeze touches your skin to give you a cool soothing sensation..
I fail..
I sleep at 6 in the morning at times..
I see the rising sun, I feel the morning breeze...
Its equally refreshing.. with tired skin... Its equally beautiful ... with sleepy eyes...

I have a dream...
to dance alone.. for myself... to let my soul refresh... to let my body exhaust...
I fail..
Now I dance in parties...
with hundred of people around... far is being alone.. its impossible to see one's self completely..
I dance when my soul is exhausted... and my body fresh...
But its equally passionate, Vibrant and Meaningful to me... Its equally amazing...

I have a dream...
to be with people who have taken different paths in the life's ride...
to be with them.... and feel nostalgic about older times...
I fail..
i am not with them as everyone is on a different path..
I am still with older times... I feel nostalgic about those people...
But its equally nostalgic, It brings same tears... and smiles...

I have a dream..
to have a baby's sleep without any dreams... a sound sleep...
I fail..
I can't sleep .... I am wide awake in the bed most of the times..
and i see loads of dreams.. with open eyes..

and it is not same... it is different...
and according to the odds one out criterion among above four..
I think I fail completely in this one..

I fail to dream - to not to dream..

anyways
Dream on.. :)

Cashless!!!

Okie... I am cashless... No I am not moneyless but cashless.. My exams are going on and in the crudest of terms I am not ethically allowed to leave the campus and go to market and bring out some cash. No that doesn't really mean that I am not allowed to have fun or waste some time, I do that at times but going out of campus is kind of thing one should avoid to get rid of that unnecessary guilt...

Trust me try out sitting in bed with loads of books around and watch a movie and those haunted ethical moral screams won't be blocking your way this ways...

Anyways coming back to the point that I am cashless doesn't really mean that I am money less... I have money in those plastic cards which are always kept in my wallet and which have completely changed all the definitions of having money or being rich feeling which I have gathered in my childhood...

It was always different when I was a kid and my father used to put a coin in my hand as a day's pocket money... It was so different... I used to look at it with twinkling eyes.. I remember exactly how it used to feel when that cold metal coin was touched against my skin... I used to wrap my fingers around it to completely... to sink in the feeling of having a treasure... and after a time it used to get warm leaving behind my hand and fingers cold...

Me and my brother used to love Duck Tales and I always imagined having as many coins as Uncle Scrooge had.. I fascinated the way he used to swim in his Coin Pools.. It moulded my idea of being rich... The rationale behind having Millions of rupees in few plastic cards doesn't fit in that picture at all!!!

I still Love coins more... it gives me a feeling of having money... The most powerful thing in my hand...
The only thing I love about plastic money is its convenience of course ... and yes it does fit in the picture of magic machine which used to give loads of money in my dreams as a kid...

But trust me, for me it cant beat the feeling of having a solid metal, rigid and tough coin in your hand...

which cant be broken.. Or tore apart...

Anyways… I am cashless!!! I need Money!! :P

Lily's wonders

Scene 1:

Little Lily is scribbling A to Z billionth time in that four lined notebook. Preparing for her Exams. She doesn't even think about this notebook in her exam!!

Scene 2:

Lily is in Fifth standard. Reading, Learning.... Again reading and again learning...
Ya again and again... She tries to see the picture of her books and notebooks while appearing in exams trying to recall if she has written exactly the same!!!

Scene 3:

Lily has grown up. She is in boards and learning toughest formulas, derivations, diagrams, solving problems.. While appearing in Boards she wonders what if someone allows her to bring a book to the exams... or a calculator... Alas!!! Stop lily .. start writing the paper and stop dreaming illogical..

Scene 4:

Lily is enjoying her engineering days.. Heard that one of the exam is open book... you can take the calculator too.. What ??? Surprised!! Lily tries to solve the paper with the book.. Its impossible. She fails to solve even one in open book and does it all in closed book.. She is confused.. :(
Again She wonders hat if some body gives me the paper one day in advance... OH That would be heaven.. Stop Lily.. Illogical..

Scene 5:

Lily is doing her last two years of study... Management graduate.. sounds serious.. Okie so exams are again on.. (One of the two lac thirty four thousand three hundred eighty seven exams she has appeared till date :D )
Now its open book, Open laptop, you can use the internet too during the exam... Well just a sec...
What ???
The paper is given in advance too... Three days in advance???
and yes solution is available on internet...

Everyone around is studying..

She is Still wondering....

A complete blackout...

Once upon a time there was a genie. She grew up with ma genie, pa genie and the perfect sibling. It was a beautiful world. Everything was perfect. When she grew up she was told she has to go to some other world to learn "Magic". Blink Blink "magic"?? Genie said. What for? I don't need it ma, I don't need it pa... look at us we are perfect...
But later she understood and she left the wonderland. The new magical school was situated on hills. OH it was beautiful, magical and mesmerizing!!
Genie could not believe her luck. She was so happy just being there. She started her learning and trust me she was good. People said she really had magic in her. Everyone loved her, and yes she loved everyone too. It really snowed there!!! Those soft cotton flakes used to embrace the whole campus with the lovely white sheen. The breeze used to be pure, genies around were best people.
She studied, she enjoyed, she played, she danced, she cried, she laughed, she slept, she cooked, she joked, she talked, she bitched, she loved, she was lively, she was alive, She was happy...
In fact she was very happy...
Again it was a perfect world. Again it was so beautiful...

She asked her teachers to give some electives of curses, they refused!!!
She argued we learn magic, we must learn curses too...
Teachers said it is a magical world genie and you are here to make it more beautiful...
she said, 'But we should know how to fight curses'... her voice was lost in the hooting crowd of class to stop her... DCP even there was not allowed… ;) (DCP stands for Desperate Class Participation)
and then the moment came that genie had to step out of the campus, to the real world where she was supposed to spread her magic.

At present she is in real world, trying to do magic... But she is failing as there are more curses to be treated than magic treats which she doesn’t know. She knows how to love people around and care for them. She got an A+ in that one. She doesn’t not how to differentiate.. She doesn’t know everyone should not be loved... It’s not a fairy world anymore... every one isn't the best.
She is lonely... she is not happy...
she wants a perfect world back, she wants it to be beautiful again....

It is mounting on her continuously and leading her to the worse…

today at 7:40 pm... She lost her consciousness... for few minutes...
It was a complete blackout...
She is recovering...

Red - Omen

Have you ever heard about a word called OMEN??? I am sure you have. I had but i am not sure how much i follow them because there are situations when I gave up the belief. I fight back and keep myself walking towards it. It goes like this - one bad omen, one step forward... two bad omens, two steps forward plus a fight...
Yes, after this if you want to call me a fighter in addition with some good adjectives, of course I’ll smile and feel flattered, but my heart inside must be thinking is this worth enough that I wasted my energy or time fighting?
Or you can hold a different point of view like you can very well say that huh! You are not a fighter but a coward who couldn't give up the desire to get something even when you knew that you'll end up in a mess. Trust me in this case too I’ll smile. I don't know whether I’ll feel flattered or not. Anyways that won't make a difference to you Right?
At times I think being superstitious at times helps you to get out of it. It again depends. Many cats died when I crossed their path in my childhood, now if I am not scared after a cat crosses my path is it disrespecting myths/beliefs?? No, I am not doing that, but the poor cat is. As far as I am concerned I can leave the path just to be clean in eyes of Animal's Rights people, and to be kind and generous!!!

Omens have very much significance of animals and colors. Devils are associated with red, or cats have something meaningful to say, it is believed.

Few days back I was discussing with someone that I am encountering too many cats. The person had a strong belief in Omens and he said that Cats always come as a messenger. Oops!! Excited enough I asked how to get the message; He said it depends upon how a cat presents itself???
What??? So I have decided now I’ll write my own luck, I'll encounter cats (Oh it is easy, there are many of them in campus) and infer the way I want to. It’s easy...

See I’ll fight again, even only by inferring, I’ll change my bad OMENS to Good OMENS!!!
OMEN... Oh sorry...
AMEN!!!!