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Of the talkative kind

Its been a really really long time since I have had a conversation with someone. A meaningful conversation. Not just small talk. But good, really good conversation. Stimulating.

I have just realized it is so important to be able to communicate effectively. Not talk, but communicate. And that includes listening.

There are very few people I know with whom I can carry on a conversation. Probably 2 or 3.
Makes you wonder, life is nothing but a long, really long conversation with yourself. Others just jump in and out of it. Amazingly, if you do try to talk to yourself, it is extremely gratifying. It may seem strange, self-absorbed, inane, or just stupid. but nevertheless, doing it, introspecting, and just generally keeping in touch with "I" really helps. But thats just me. 

At least I know I can never be truly bored.

Of the Mind-Numbing Matter

The human mind is an amazing thing. I think we can live the entirety of a fantasy in our mind, and be strangely content when it doesn't follow our real life. Because we subconsciously do not want it to come true. 

For normal human beings, this way they get to have the best of both worlds.  That tiny portion of my brain that stores memories of my life gets to store these virtual memories. And one day in the distant future I will retrieve these virtual memories and might even feel a tad nostalgic. Because that’s what a powerful thing our brain is. It really doesn't not seem to amaze me ever. 

Ofcourse when it gets out of hand is when you suffer from these crazy disorders, named in such a way that the people suffering from them can at least get a hold on what's happening to them if not anything else in their life! Multiple Personality Disorder. Can it get any simpler than this. It doesn't even warrant an explanation. Lets not go to schizophrenia yet.

Of Unprovoked Randomness

This is most definitely random, but I want to say this - I love cupcakes. Strange, as I don't really like cakes. Especially not those ghastly birthday cakes with diabetes-inducing icing. But miniaturize them and I cannot resist one. 

Of Nonsensical Adventures

For those of you who bother about my geographical whereabouts, I am now firmly planted in perhaps the most politically powerful and charged city - D.C. What's with me and capital cities - I seem to find them as a bee to honey. This city actually does exude power - those bespoke suits and Ray-Bans and leather briefcases holding papers that change the world's destiny, it isn't as exciting and fast-paced as NYC, but it has its own politicized charm which I am beginning to savor.

The only thing that irks me here is the utter lack of creativity in naming streets - this is the case in most US cities I guess, and being an outsider it seems to me that their forefathers couldn't be bothered to give creative (or atleast unique) names to streets. I am surprised they managed to come up with unique state names! 

I get that D.C. can have state names as street names, but why other cities? It really is a shame when you have to say that you live on Wisconsin Avenue in L.A.!

Before this post quickly turns into a full-fledged rant, I would like to mention that D.C. is super-cool. The clear lack of indians here (I come from Palo Alto - the indian techie haven) is surprisingly refreshing, the university population - young and vibrant, and in general, that eager, "I am here to make a difference in the future of this country by changing its policies" look on a lot of people (unlike the "I am here to make a lot of money" and later, "I make a lot of money" look on people from New York) is refreshing and strangely motivating. 

They say that by just being within sneezing distance to a politician, you could become one - all I have to say is - bless you. And I am buying a barge pole, just in case!