Saturday, April 7, 2018

Thug Life :)

I had stopped using Facebook much during the past few weeks. Not that the fear of FB leaking my data to Cambridge Analytica has shaken me.. I have realised eons ago that my data is as worthless as myself. So if Zuckerberg is selling my data to global data mining companies thinking that they will use it to earn billions or topple governments and the sort.. Well.. guys.. you’ve been taken for a ride…
Its just the stress of FB that I stopped getting in to it. Its like opium, you know.. It just gets on to your nerves…Hearing that “pong” sound of a new notification at 0100 AM in the night, start rubbing my eyes to see what was newly posted in the Mullet Mafia group, I knew that it had gone far beyond.. And then when I started getting into dangerous zones like forgetting wifey’s birthday and even beyond like forgetting the anniversaries ; I knew they were already picking up the last few nails in the coffin..
So I have deleted my FB app on my smart phone. My dear friends… If I do not wish you Happy Birthday or post Congratulations or Happy Anniversaries on time online, please be sure that you are all in my heart, but my heart is not in my phone. And yes.. If I don’t post pictures of myself, I am not dead, am just onto myself..
Things changed a bit today.. It was a cow that made me pick up my laptop and write few lines again in my status box. Cows and me go a long way.. There was another cow which made me reflect for a whole day few years back.. I had written about it at that time..
This was not that one.. It was a lonely, lazy cow , that strolled across the road, unmindful of the crazy traffic and blaring of horns all around.. It’s just the visualisation of that dream many people have in themselves.. Just being lazy, unkempt, ignorant of the world, roaming around in their own world - being that lazy cow.
I was there on my two wheeler, while wifey had gone around to get her stuff. I saw the cow wandering across. It slowly crossed the road and came near me, and looked at my face.. I too, unashamed ,looked at this cow squarely in the face..
It looked at me for some time and then took its eyes off. Then came bit closer, presumably with a bit of doubt in mind. I would never imagine that there would be a cow in the middle of a busy street, trying to flirt with me.. So when it looked at me again, I looked back. We gazed at each other for few seconds..
Then it dawned on me that it might try resort to its animal instincts at some point in time.. Graceful as it was, it had two visible horns on its head.. And it might be painful to get jabbed with them. So I decided it might be better that I push the vehicle back a bit, by a few hundred feet if I had the chance.. So I pushed back, and stood watching..
Well.. The lazy cow didn’t want to do anything much different .. As soon as I moved, it just lay down on the space I was standing turned its head lazily towards me and looked at me..
Suddenly it dawned on me that perhaps I was standing in its bedroom or something.. Just back from a hard day’s grazing , no cow or buffalo would be glad to see one humanoid occupying its personal space.. So it was kinda watching if I would move out, persuade me a bit…
Wifey came down, growling.. Apparently she didn’t get something she wanted.. I tried to tell her the cow story.. But she didn’t seem amused… Just wanted me to push the button and drive off home..
I guess that’s what the lone cow wanted too.. Have the humanoid vacate its bed.. Spend the evening lying down by the side of the pavement, gazing at the wilderness of traffic moving by, sneering at those humans who did not want to rest…
What a life… ! Nirvana… !

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