I posted this one in Orkut. In the ‘About me’ section.
When,
They piled on me,
They tied me up;
Just hardened me- the pain.
Their Jacks and Jaws,
Those hands and claws
Told me to break- in vain.
When,
They stabbed at me,
I laughed aloud.
And pushed my way well past.
On broken glass,
On broken dreams,
I tread as sure- as fast.
And then ofcourse, a trifle, a thing.
A pair of eyes, (a pair of wing?)
I let too close, and in too far
I should have known- too far.
What the world had tried and come to naught,
She broke without a glance, a thought.
She turned her head and walked away
And brittle shards of a brittle smile-
Broke forever… broke away.
CHIRONEX FLECKERI speak:
I’m many things. Have been many things that I am not. Shall be many things that I am not. If you read the whole profile, the thing you are BOUND to be is a masochist…
Okay. Now, lets arrange this in a primitive cave-man manner:
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The surfing sea wasp:
Yes. The Chironex Fleckeri IS the scientific name of the much dreaded sea wasps. For those who do not know, these sea wasps are pesky cnidarians that bubble about in the Australian coast looking about for appropriate people to sting. What is bad news is that the poison has a HUGE fatality ratio AND a mind-boggling cruciator index. This profile represents one such poisonous creature. Troll bashing being a refined art in Orkut, this profile is known for it’s troll stinging ways.
Interpretation and classification into ‘Troll’ is mine to do of course
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What I CAN (supposedly)
Hmmm. This is a huge list. I’m the type sample of ‘Jack of some trades master of none’. Oh boy! Do I hate being mediocre.
My interests are psychology, physics, music, etc. I love the english language. Partly because I express myself best in the written form of english.
I’m inhuman. We have a society called the ‘Inhuman society’ in which all the members pledge to NOT be human. The humane bend to reason is repungent to me. Every day, we see more and more instances of humanity in the frozen dead body outside the hospital, the desperate eyes of the hungry thief, the savage shrieks of the ravished. So much for humanity.
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Why am I here?
Just question. And the answer is ‘blowin’ in the wind’: I HAVE NO LIFE. I repeat, I. HAVE. NO. LIFE. Close enough? The secondary reasons are that I hate Orkut(not you, Mr. Orkut, never you) but cant get rid of it. I burst out of it at dawn and come back meek and tame when the light starts falling. I have a few close aquaintances here. Some friends I made. Some people I respect. and(this is IT) a HUGEEARTHLOADFULLOFSHIT! I love Troll-ass-kicking. It is one of my primary pleasures in life. Poor me.
If you are NOT a masochist, stop reading here (presuming you did read till here.
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What am me?
I am an illusion, an image I project. I am a mask, a set of facades that envelope me. Now, that in itself is not all that uncommon. In my case however, they are mostly self imposed and … regulated. A bulb with different number of layers to peel for different people. Few have seen me naked. None that I have not wished to.
Life has taught me many things-
It has taught me that I can never know enough to stand up and say- ‘I’m Right’
Life has taught me to accept the gray while worshipping the white. I have been laughed at for the things I once laughed at.
I have come to realise how little I know; the futility of framing an universal philosophy. I have seen Life, Death and Love. Been dragged back into an abyss, one unwilling step at a time, that I did not even believe it.
I have been a helpless plaything in the hands of Chance and seen my very hope getting shattered by her caprice. And I’ve learnt to hope again.
Life has taught me planktonism. I’ve learnt to let go.
