The Eternally Amused
There was a time when I used to go after Self- Help books like a dog chasing cars. Just as the dog does not know what to do if it caught one , I did not know what to do once I am done reading one. (I did not copy this line from the Joker. It has been in use since way before. Americans may patent the turmeric but they dare not copyright the wise cracks ;) ) But still it made you feel good. As though by the act of having read the book, you have improved your life already. Well may be not. But at least by having endured the book, you have burned away some Karma. Anything that is bitter is medicine. Right?
But when life decides to give you the wealth of wisdom, it does not always wrap it up in a treasure chest or an elegant jewellery case. This one came wrapped in plastic. 'Bheja Fry'. Now that is what I call a life changer. It was a low budget movie hosting no stars and taken almost entirely in a house. The movie is probably the second best gift of France to India after Democracy. (Some might however argue against this I guess ;) )
The concept of the movie is this. A group of rich business men invite some middle class people who have an inflated view of their talents (occasional illusion of grandeur? This blogger probably falls in this category too) and have fun at their expense by merely setting the stage for them to make a fool of themselves. They consider it pure clean fun as everyone involved is happy while their critics say that as long as they are aware that a mockery is taking place, it is wrong. What happens when one of these so called IDIOTS tries to help his host with his personal issues forms the story.
Let us extrapolate this concept a little. What if you are not inviting any one but are dragged into a conversation by a bore, a self-assumed intellectual, a jaunty singer during a long journey. What are your options? Offend him/her by telling them that you need some quiet. Tell them politely that you have some sleep to catch up on and pretend to yourself that you have not offended them. That doesn't always work either. Compulsive bores can bore through any shield. What do you do then? Feel miserable at the stick that fate has poked you with? Contemplate suicide? Contemplate murder? Question your faith? If a God exists, He would not have let this happen to me.
..or how about Enjoy It? Talents who have set the stage themselves to entertain you. Praise their blessed voices. Raise your hats to their philosophical depths. Adore their infinite knowledge. Squeal in delight over their dexterous tricks. Just keep the conversation away from you. Anytime the topic comes to your life, brush it aside as insignificant and how you would like to listen about the extremely interesting life of the other. Make him/her a hero. They are happy and you have had your fun.
Courtesy: http://www.gocomics.com/calvinandhobbes/1986/04/22
One who lives his life with such a philosophy is The Eternally Amused. Do you think that this is a poor IDEA, one whose TIME has not yet come or a new way of life. The call is yours.
PS: The paradox about this post is that any appreciation from your part cannot be taken seriously for the question always lingers, "Am I, the talent?". Well why not. That is an auxiliary objective of this blog too. To entertain and amuse. "Let us put a smile on that face." (This time it is from Joker)
But when life decides to give you the wealth of wisdom, it does not always wrap it up in a treasure chest or an elegant jewellery case. This one came wrapped in plastic. 'Bheja Fry'. Now that is what I call a life changer. It was a low budget movie hosting no stars and taken almost entirely in a house. The movie is probably the second best gift of France to India after Democracy. (Some might however argue against this I guess ;) )
The concept of the movie is this. A group of rich business men invite some middle class people who have an inflated view of their talents (occasional illusion of grandeur? This blogger probably falls in this category too) and have fun at their expense by merely setting the stage for them to make a fool of themselves. They consider it pure clean fun as everyone involved is happy while their critics say that as long as they are aware that a mockery is taking place, it is wrong. What happens when one of these so called IDIOTS tries to help his host with his personal issues forms the story.
Let us extrapolate this concept a little. What if you are not inviting any one but are dragged into a conversation by a bore, a self-assumed intellectual, a jaunty singer during a long journey. What are your options? Offend him/her by telling them that you need some quiet. Tell them politely that you have some sleep to catch up on and pretend to yourself that you have not offended them. That doesn't always work either. Compulsive bores can bore through any shield. What do you do then? Feel miserable at the stick that fate has poked you with? Contemplate suicide? Contemplate murder? Question your faith? If a God exists, He would not have let this happen to me.
..or how about Enjoy It? Talents who have set the stage themselves to entertain you. Praise their blessed voices. Raise your hats to their philosophical depths. Adore their infinite knowledge. Squeal in delight over their dexterous tricks. Just keep the conversation away from you. Anytime the topic comes to your life, brush it aside as insignificant and how you would like to listen about the extremely interesting life of the other. Make him/her a hero. They are happy and you have had your fun.
One who lives his life with such a philosophy is The Eternally Amused. Do you think that this is a poor IDEA, one whose TIME has not yet come or a new way of life. The call is yours.
PS: The paradox about this post is that any appreciation from your part cannot be taken seriously for the question always lingers, "Am I, the talent?". Well why not. That is an auxiliary objective of this blog too. To entertain and amuse. "Let us put a smile on that face." (This time it is from Joker)
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