My Crazy Phone

My phone is insane....Aarrrrrggghhhh!!!!!!

It seems possessed by an imp that activates different portions of the screen - so far it's selected whatsapp messages and tried to forward them by itself, it's wreaked havoc with my FB app, and I honestly don't know why I'm still tolerating it.

Okay - that's a lie - I do know.  I hope that a proper screenguard will fix the hyper sensitivity of the screen. Unfortunately - since I apparently live in the world time forgot - I've had to order one which will take 20 days to reach me. (Please note that the @#$%@ phone reached me in 2 days after I ordered it.)

Just one more way God is screwing with me these days.  You'd think He'd get bored and go worry someone else....

Or at least if He's hanging around enjoying the fun you'd think He'd fix all my other non-funny problems.... Grrrr....

Forgiveness

A friend gave me a wonderful gift and then took it away. He didn't mean to hurt me but did.  He apologized, I forgave him. End of story. Or it should be....

The problem is I am still angry.  The anger sweeps over me unexpectedly and then I have to remind myself of how I'd feel if the tables were turned to force myself to cool down.  After all if I had hurt someone unthinkingly and then genuinely apologized, I'd want them to forgive me.  So why can't I get this out of my mind?!

Maybe there's a part of me that doesn't believe it was completely unthinking.  I think at some level, he must have known what would happen.  And maybe it's because a part of me also believes he doesn't have any idea how much he hurt me.  Maybe he doesn't think I am justified in feeling so bad.

I don't know. I may never know. It may not be important anyway.  Things come and go.  I just wish this anger would be one of those things. 

Buying Books

As children, books are usually harmless... Our parents usually choose which books we read. Since it's not really something we are investing much in, it doesn't matter how good or bad the books are.

A child does not have very high standards. Any book that is interesting stays with him through his life (atleast as a good memory), and any book thats not so good, disappears at some point, and he probably won't even notice. Of course some kids who are careless also lose the books they love, but it doesn't really bother them... they keep discovering new books...

But when you're older all this changes. You usually spend more time buying a good book. Only once in a while do you actually end up owning a book you have not chosen with care. Sometimes you buy strange books from the road side since they are cheap and not a big risk. Sometimes those unexpected books turn out to be winners, sometimes not.

But those are not the books I want to talk about today.

I want to talk about the books you buy after extensive research. The book with the lovely cover, the exciting back story, the book with the good reviews.... Maybe you spend a lot on that book. More than you thought you would.

And then after reading the book you discover you've been had. That it isn't worth 1/10th the cost.

What do you do with a book like that?

Do you throw it out? Remember you spent so much time and money on it.

Do you just keep it on your bookshelf? Keeping it on your bookshelf reminds you of how disappointing it was. Of how much you regretted buying that book.

I have a book I regret buying. I spent a lot on it. I thought it would give me a lot of happiness. And the beginning was good. But I'm nearing the end now and it's hard to keep reading... and once I'm done... there's still the problem of what to do with the book...

Just say No!

I had actually started to shut down my computer before I remembered that I hadn't posted today. Hmmm.. It's almost 4 am so maybe I should say yesterday but what the heck. My day ends only when I fall asleep. Hehehe. That's funny cos sometimes I don't go to sleep all night. So guess I've experienced days that didn't end... Nice way of stretching time if I could only make it work.

A friend called up n asked me to do him a favour. A big favour. And I can't. I tried to explain, I tried to slide out of it, I tried hints. In fact I tried everything except an outright no. So of course here I am worrying about yet another task I've been roped in to do, by people who can't seem to get hints. This guy specially has a bad track record in my book. But he's a friend. So here I go again...

I really need to learn to say NO.

Actually that's not accurate. I can say no, I just can't deal with the unpleasantness that follows. Specially when it's someone I care about. Damn!

musings...

There's a fine line I'm trying to draw everytime I'm online. Just how much of my life is personal and not to be shared with random strangers and how much can be shared without any doubts.

Obviously any facts about the professonal or social aspects of my life should be kept out. The last thing I want to find is that people around me have discovered my blog. I'll have to quit and start another one and that's not something I have any intention of doing. Right now, only my long distance friends know about this. Hmmm... I think I'm pretty safe but then complacency is what spells the end for many.

I'm not even sure why I don't like the idea of people around me reading my blog. It's not like I pen down secrets.

Infact one of my best friends in the whole world, who knows almost all my secrets, doesn't know about this blog. In the case of many good friends, I can tell myself it's cos they either don't use the internet much or cos they would be bored silly. But this guy uses the net a lot and I rarely worry about boring him. So why am I not telling him about this blog?

Is it cos I'm very sensitive to his opinion? I honestly don't think so.

...1....2....3....

Ok. I think I know why. And now I wish I hadn't tried to figure it out after all.