Most times, I am not even bothered by this. Smoking and drinking with friends, watching sports, being in the middle of some debate or gossip, reminiscing about past memories, and fantasizing about new ones are my only activities. I had considered Photography for a while, but looking at the amount of people that are in it right now, I refrained.

It’s not like I need to be an artist or anything. I will eventually get a job, and marry, and have kids. I’ll be occupied. But at least, I should be passionate about something other than a random TV show, or a whiskey brand. Some kind of a special skill-set. Or a heightened expertise in something more than the art of chatting with five people simultaneously, or the art of preparing imaginative bills in order to extract more money out of your parents. Something, that people associate you with. Even if it’s a niche skill like skateboarding. Or Typography.

But, I don’t know anything of that sort, I feel passionate about. But, I want to.

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I have written this as the subject for a flash based animation that I’ll be making this semester. I usually don’t bother myself with such topics, but since it was a flash based thing, I decided to do something inspirational in an understated manner. It may not be good, but it’d do for assignment purposes. Sharing it, for the post count and the small possibility of someone finding worth in this. 

Health has to be taken care of though, and starting today- I’ll do something about it. The blog will remain silent for a few months at least. I am trying not to think about it at all. I have 10 movies lined up for urgent viewing, 4 seasons of MadMen, 2 episodes of Sherlock and countless number of books.  Also, I am trying to make sure that I write substantial amount of fiction every week but not at the cost of assignments or attendance. Those things, will be compromised in the next semester. Not this.

Looking at him, after a day of incessant self doubt and loathing, I felt that no matter how much I deteriorate from now, I can always be good enough to proclaim to anyone who will listen that, “Jaani.. Zamaana hum se hai, Hum Zamaane se nahin..” and experience a moment of pride.

I have finally figured out your ways. I can now safely predict my future, without much irregularities in the outcome.

Here, I will tell you 5 things that I will NOT do in 2012. I hereby challenge you, to make me do it. Because, I just won’t.

1.) Gain Weight:

Yeah, I am now starting to be the least bothered about my physique. As it is, I am not going to find any girl due to my demanding nature, and who needs muscles to do mentally excruciating work. Why take the trouble, this year also and see it end in heartbreak.

2.) Get Committed

Jo mujhe chahiye, usko main nahi chahiye. Jisko main chahiye, woh kisko chahiye. Also, owing to my exceptionally unique nature it is tough for anyone from the opposite sex to be able to provide the perfect companionship I so need right now. Yes, there must be someone existing, but what are the probabilities of us meeting. Bleak. Why again, then should I look at this year also with hope.

3.) Write My Novel

The insecure dude I am, I can hardly match my ambitions with my skills. Even, if I match it for a while, the illusion is bound to break.

4.) Quit Smoking

This is SO not going to happen. I want the world to end. But, I do not want to commit suicide. Smoking till I get cancer, is my only hope. You see like I saw somewhere on the internet, anyone can quit smoking, It takes a man to face Cancer.

5.) Stop being miserable at times

Well, very few people can be as miserable as I can get at times. You see, this is where my talent lies. Why disregard it’s beauty by trying to be cheerful and upbeat.

Yes, so there goes my list. Goodbye, for now.

Also, I am having this urge to write outside these days (never done it because it’ll feel weird if passersby see me writing), but indoor environment is very distracting. Unless, it is night. And, I can’t afford nightwriting a lot from now onwards, since that fucks up almost everything except my writing.

Internet is such a big distraction. I think I’ll develop a policy of not using the internet until I write something concrete. But, it’s tough. (I have been addicted for around 5 years now. )

Other than that, I am waiting for my return to Manipal, since the mundane life here, is getting on my nerves.

As always, it is time to make resolutions. Start afresh. Set Goals. Mine are the same as always. No need to mention again.

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year to all of you.

I will now go to Manipal, and resume my life. Fix it. I’ll keep writing the novel, but whether or not you will get to see it is a doubt.

This feels like such a defining moment.

So, if Sonia Gandhi wants to delete a picture of hers, morphed on Katrina Kaif’s body (in a Sheela Ki Jawaani outfit) then I won’t be affected by it. None of the blogposts, tweets, or Facebook updates I have made till date will be found offensive by the government.

Congratulations aside, I really want you all to read this current series of blog posts I am doing. It is not the final version, since I am going edit it (Yes, me editing) if I ever get to finish it. For now, Encouragement for the tough battle ahead is all I need. (I do not get encouraged by best of luckses as much as I will if I find out that you have actually read that stuff. Your liking/disliking doesn’t matter, but opinion is always encouraging.)

Anyways, may this blog have many more posts to it.

As for now, the obligation to make this post is over. I have to go and think about post no. 251 now.

So, Goodbye. Sleep tight. Eat right. And, as for life, take it light.

The question of, “What does one do with their life to make it better?” though   didn’t evade Lekhchand for too long. It hit him as soon as he finished his breakfast and went out for a smoke. (His mother was given the reason of a morning walk, of course.)

“Making my life better is actually not tough.”, Lekhchand assured himself. “What I have to do is work hard academically, which will have to wait till next month since it is vacations now. There’s absolutely nothing you can do about the lack of companionship problem, for there is little or no possibility of you finding a girl that meets your criteria. Let alone, getting her. So that leaves you with health. Your one point agenda in life should be to improve it and yes, get rid of that cough you’ve been carrying for months now.”

Pumped with this self pep talk, Lekhchand decided to run a couple of miles daily from that day onwards. Even Haruki Murakami, a writer he admired by his interviews (he had not read any of his work) recommended it too. Running with a routine was instrumental to writing a novel, according to him.   And novel writing, was something Lekhchand saw as his primary activity years from then on.

So, with the noble idea, and resolve of solving two purposes with his running routine, Lekhchand made his way to the cigarette shop. “One cigarette, would not make much of a difference to my health.”, he thought.