Friday, April 27, 2007
Greetings, one and all. Sleepless for 42 hours - all whilst just for a paper - can actually provide you close to two days of entertainment. I was expecting myself to write the following entry just after my paper, but yesterday's hijack by the guys and the events which followed left me in quite daze; a spell, I must add.
Yesterday, I met Casey Subramaniam, from Tribal Tide fame. Many would remember him from the finals of Ms Vasantham 2006 (or 07, I dunno) where together with Murali Krishnan and Pravin, delivered a wonderful rendition of Ilaya Nila. Yeah.. That guy, some of you may say now.
Anihoo, as band recordings are being done at the studio, the guys popped by to visit Md Noor and Casey. What followed next was 7 hours of experience sharing and lessons being taught. I was particularly in awe at Casey's down-to-earth attitude and how patient he was teaching me modes and the Ionian scale. Ok, maybe that's really basic, but we've got to start somewhere, eh?
Amazin' stuff..
As much as this experience was one filled with great memories, another type of experience took place during the first 6 hrs of my 42 hour marathon. One which made me scratch my head and wonder, are we amongst Pre-evolution Men??
The Epitome of Stupidity (rather apt for a title)At noon, on Tuesday, I received a particularly queer message from Friendster. It was from an interesting individul from school. Actually, this individual and I have had a huge history for a long, long, time. This person had always struck me as one with a really huge body, but a pea-sized brain. I noticed this phenomenon a good 7 years back, and during rare moments I bumped into him after SJI - as a 19 yr old, a 22 yr old and now - he just made sense to that statement, that a dog's tail can never be straightened. And I've never respected him one bit, for a long time...
Back when we were 16 (and classmates), for some strange reason, this guy seemed to love making me a target of his jokes. Normal jokes are always fine with me. Sensitive ones, take a different turn altogether. By sensitive, I mean, targettin' what I believed in. Sai Baba. I was never one of those average-converters who approach you with a book in hand, and ask you, "Do you believe in God". I've always respected people's beliefs and I expect similar treatment, as much as conflicts in literature may occur.
Anyway, this guy, with his mini posse of fools, would proceed to make me and
Sai Baba the butt of his jokes. Like how Sai Baba did hair treatment by implanting his pubic hair onto his scalp, hence becoming Mayiru Baba. Like how he'd obtain a picture of Sai Baba and provide nasty comments to unsuspecting schoolmates and after his theories, brand me a loser..
If Sai Baba wasn't targetted, it was the
Muslims who got it. He often would relate to everyone, his theory of what
Allah was - a pig or a dog. Yes. Shocking, isn't it? Coming from a student of SJI, where you'd expect religion to be treated with the utmost respect. Relating to everyone, was never enough for him though. He'd go on targeting the Muslims in our Tamil class by making fun of their prayer stances.
So it was a little shockin' to see him in NTU. Although post-sec 4, we had bumped into each other on many occasions during which his lack of maturity was telling then, I somewhat gave him the benefit of the doubt and spoke with him. Our first few conversations clearly suggested that nothing had changed, except his body size. I began ignorance.
To me, ignoring such a moron was bliss. To him, ignorance meant his idea of torture wasn't gettin' to me. To add fuel to fire, I seemed pretty cool with a lot of people in school, and it wouldn't bode well with him, that a guy whom he branded as a loser, and was the butt of his jokes, wasn't having the same treatment here.
So our dear friend finally decided, after many times viewing me on Friendster, to send a smile..
"how's sai baba? stop hiding from me in school..viewing me from afar all... i know you're afraid of being tortured again.. wouldn't want the kane mask to come back again now would we... get ready for a flashback soon!!!" (The Kane mask incident started when I brought a mask of the wrestler to school. Being a 16 year old then, and as with how fun was always a prime key in that age, I'd wear the mask behind unsuspecting people and scare them. If not, it was me trying to act like the wrestler himself. Heh. Those were the times..)
Yes, now you get where I am coming from??
So I replied, with a message filled with deterence and crude humour targetted at him. Somewhat, I anticipated that this guy would proceed to do something real funny.
True enough, barely 6 hours since my reply, he bumped into me and my friend, and what followed next, was a conversation that will probably never leave my memory for a very, very, very long time. The type that would go on for generations.
Our friend demands why I sent such a reply, and upon askin him what was the reason behind sending the message in the first place - hear this, the punchline's comin' - it was because
I HAD VIEWED HIM ON FRIENDSTER... My close buddy (incidently my Sec 4 classmate too) who was next to me, was very suspcious of having given out a slight chuckle, as I glanced at him then.
I've heard of fights starting because of how a guy at a restaurant bumps into his old friend, has a conversation for a few minutes and barely hours later, he gets slashed by her bf. How numerous fights have started because of staring incidents. This one, took the cake. Cyber generation, so here's a tip, younglings, next time you view a Friendster profile who isn't your friend,
SWITCH TO ANONYMOUS..So our friend continues his mama-drama dialogues of how he thinks I am a gangster, and therefore has to be afraid. Yes, deterence and dialogue with an Idiot always equates you to being a gangster, when nothing about a gang was even said. Of course, our friend was gettin nowhere with me constantly rebuttin', so he resorts to below the belt tactics, to which I duly ignored. Inside of me, I knew I was gettin' into his skin, and with shouts of trying to 'torture' me again in NTU, I said, Try Me..
Our friend walks away. Few minutes later, he comes back, and says that he'd take this a challenge. That, (hear this) in the next two years, he'd be the one dominating me in NTU and be stepping over me. How the torture (I really dun get this guy) would be coming back. And who would be Mr Popular (haha). Of course, I replied with a simple, "Whatever".
The above-mentioned event clearly did strike a chord with me though. So after much contemplation and consideration, I decided that being the guy who always gives in, Mr Nice Guy, the one who often takes the peaceful way out of a conflict, I decided to cut his work short from 2 years to just, 2 days..
Ladies and Gentlemen, Meet Mr Giresh Prabhat..The one man who could finally provide the missing link between Apes and Man. The man who has the best theories on God. The man who strives on attention and being popular. The one man who has the body of a 23 year old, but thinks like someone 14.
THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY.. Wanted your time in the sunshine, didn't you???
I made you famous now..
Remember me, k??
Loser..LATEST (So it seems, that the true reason why our dear protaganist had even sent a message to me in the first place, had been ironed out. From an unlikely source..
Apparently, our friend and his friend were viewin my Friendster profile. They found it funny, and so, our dear friend decides to send a message. Now, how all of this pieces together clearly baffled me. So I proceeded to clear it up with this source..Hear this, that message was an ounce of the supposed 'Giresh Humour'....Heh, man. I seriously do not know where to go with this. But whatever it is, it is my own blog, and whatever I write, will definitely have a sense of bias. Hell, I'm no columnist for ST, I write for MYSELF..So if you aren't down with it, then hit the road, jack..)Labels: Class of 2006, Ntu, SJI, Stupidity
1:18 AM
supernova lit up.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Respect.That's the least I expect from individuals. Its simple, I've been brought up to treat people with respect. Unless of course, they've screwed me around, or they just do not like my elegant looks. heh, trust me, there are quite a number out there for the latter reason.
When someone decides to speak things up with you, upfront and personal, you'd expect to be heard out and something serious. Well, that's what RESPECTABLE people do la, not go say your point, then just enter "one-ear-in, one-ear-out" mode. I have always exercised these rights, save for my ex who took up most of my whoop-ass entries last year. Hell, even my band disputes are reasoned out in such gentlemanly manners.
So it was normal, to go into such a 'confrontation'. But what I got after that, left me wondering why I had even bothered coming to school. I mean, in that 5 mins, I could have taken a crap, bought a drink, read an article of TNP, visited some blogs, played finger wrestling with the Gf etc. To be honest, it was a complete waste of time, trying to reason out with someone who was hell-bent on showing attitude, right from Day 1.
I guess the part that got me seething, were the stupid faces of trying to be serious and pissed during the confrontation. Dude, seriously, get your info right, before clearing stupid theories with me. Jeez, like I am having a
Koffee with Karthik session with people, and telling them about the latest gossips and news.
Though it was really funny, when looking back, it was really, a super small matter (JUJUBI maa..), with facts all wrong. Of course, our protaganist goes on to try warning me not to go around talking stuff. Like I have nothing better to do.
Oh well, at the end of the day, you realize that such clowns do exist, and the only way to react to them, is just like how you'd react to the circus clown; laugh out loud at his reactions and stupidity, not only in this episode, but at his life.
9:24 AM
supernova lit up.
