Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction

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As per your wish, here is not one but many happy smiles hearty laughter. And a bonus, I’m there too 😀

This was taken at a bloggers meet by IndiBlogger, India’s largest community of bloggers. Connected Music IndiMeet (we technically add ‘Indi’ before anything here, sort of) sponsored by HP. And as another bonus, here is what happened there in glorious detail (kind of) in a previous post of mine – The sound of blogging. Well okay, I already mentioned this in another previous challenge, but still that post is so awesome. (so kindly don’t jump on me please)

Coming to the title, this poem was what immediately came into my mind.

A Dream Within a Dream.

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe

What makes one a VIP?

Who’s the most important person in your life — and how would your day-to-day existence be different without them?

ImageMy answer to this question is a counter question, what makes someone a VIP? (title) I’m myself wondering. Sure there are lot of important people in everyone’s lives, myself not being an exception. My parents are important, as I’m as of yet living dependent on them. Lot of people are important whom I’ve met throughout my life. But I don’t understand what basis to classify people as relatively important. I face this question a lot, not just limited to this context. Even among friends, we have good friends, close friends, best friends, this friends and that friends, depending on how much we trust and confide in. But the truth is, we never actually care about others more than we do ourselves. That is the the sole truth. And the most importance person? Still no answer. I can’t even name myself, otherwise I would sound narcissistic. So I’ll just leave it here.

Fantasies, when the truth isn’t good enough.

The Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny or Santa Claus: a fun and harmless fiction, or a pointless justification for lying to children?

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Sometimes… the truth isn’t good enough. Sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.

– Batman (The Dark Knight)

Reading the above question, this is what which struck my mind immediately. Now personally I don’t care about these fantasies, since speaking for myself, I always knew they were nothing more than stories (besides I don’t much care for festivals for that matter). But when I say that I didn’t care about them, what I really meant is it didn’t matter to me whether they were true or not, as so-called-grown-ups we are aware, but what about a child who isn’t capable of thinking this?

ImageIf you ask me, I feel they are just plain stupid. Not the fantasies and fiction themselves, of course I too love them like most other people, I was the kid who grew up reading/watching Batman and playing Pokémon, both of which after decades I still do, but the main point is, since the start I always knew they were stories. Okay not just stories, in some cases legends, but will come to that later. The point is, why bring up this myth vs. reality right since childhood? Aren’t parents capable enough to up-bring their children in the ‘right’ way? (among many other things that is)

That’s all I have to say. And coming to legends as I said before, do have a look at this. These are the stories having an (positive more importantly) in our lives.

Seven days worth of money?

You wake up tomorrow morning to find all your plans have been cancelled for the next seven days and $10,000 on your dresser. Tell us about your week.

It can cover a short trip to Europe or something, despite the fact it will cost me more but this will help. Anyways I don’t have any great plans for the next several weeks or so, besides unless I have this sort of money…

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or like this…

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what difference is it really going to make?

Well not that I’m saying it’s really useless, one will be a fool if says so. I’d rather just buy some stuff and save the rest. But what I really want to do is this:

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Whee!

All Grown Up

When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

I’d like to begin with:

Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional.

Well, unless you wind up dead before your time that is. To much of my dismay, I seldom think I grew up, and I actually at times get the thought more that I’m old. It’s because I don’t think I personally done something worthwhile (so far) in life. Growing up is more to do with responsibilities towards yourself and others, while I’m most often trapped in the supposed to but ain’t phase.

Ironically to make things worse, (well not completely) last week was my birthday. I turned 21. As I said earlier, the cake is a lie. I feel bit crappier now. But in any case, I don’t like to think of being trapped in the illusion of time and particularly ‘growing’, old or up.

The Mother’s Perspective

“You don’t eat anything. You just waste food and money.”

“But… “

“You aren’t eating properly. You are ruining your health.”

“But… “

“And when you do, you just consume junk. Still not good for your health.”

“But… “

“Not to mention wasting money and food.” (again)

Write about the last disagreement you had with a friend or family member — from their perspective.

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This is my response. The above is from my mother as the title says, with the usual helpless me. This just happened some minutes ago as I typed this.

I always live usually tend to agree to disagree. More or less.

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So when you read the title, sure you must have thought “what gibberish is this?” Actually that is the order of the most used letters in the English language from most to least used. You should read this article on wikipedia on letter frequency, an interesting read. Here is an excerpt from it.

The frequency of letters in text has often been studied for use in cryptography, and frequency analysis in particular. No exact letter frequency distribution underlies a given language, since all writers write slightly differently. Linotype machines assumed the letter order, from most to least common, to be etaoin shrdlu cmfwyp vbgkjq xz based on the experience and custom of manual compositors. Likewise, Modern International Morse code encodes the most frequent letters with the shortest symbols; arranging the Morse alphabet into groups of letters that require equal amounts of time to transmit, and then sorting these groups in increasing order, yields e it san hurdm wgvlfbk opjxcz yq. Similar ideas are used in modern data-compression techniques such as Huffman coding.

So what made me write this is today’s daily prompt, which asked: There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)

I technically ‘failed’ that challenge, since I used every single one of them in the title itself. But not counting it, I still didn’t use quite some, so it’s not hard, actually not at all. Most of us can manage and must have done it times not countable, just matter of checking all those hundreds of posts (even the long ass ones) with patience.

Instead here is a funny song for you to have a laugh (hopefully):

Always be Batman

urlIf you could be any fictional character in the world, who would you choose to be? Why?

For me, this is the answer. And well for those who know me, was pretty much obvious.

Every child needs a Super Hero growing up. For as long as I can remember my super hero has been Batman. I have always been a Batman fan, ever since I could read and make sense of things.

Wait, let me tell you the truth. For as long as I can remember I have always wanted to BE Batman. So it wasn’t just a fictional character, this was a real deal.

keep-calm-and-always-be-batman-2I could relate to Batman, if I really wanted it bad enough I could be Batman, and I think that’s why I was so obsessed and motivated by Batman is because Batman was is real, he is one of the only few super heroes with no super powers or whatsoever. Unless you consider money, which is the biggest real world super power. Well not really.

Batman wasn’t born a super hero, he made himself one.

“A hero can be anyone. Even a man doing something as simple and reassuring as putting a coat around a little boy’s shoulders to let him know that the world hadn’t ended.”

– Batman (The Dark Knight Rises)

Anyone can be Batman, you just have to want it bad enough, you can choose to be your version of Batman.

Batman had to earn everything he had. I loved thinking like this. It made even the impossible, possible. They aren’t just the best stories in the world. They aren’t just stories. They are life lessons. Legends.

Speaking on this subject, let me introduce you to this project, a documentary about you, the fans. Experiences about bat-fans from many walks of life, and how Batman has had an impact on our lives. A must know for every bat-fan. Legends of the Knight. Spread the word and be a part of it!

WE are BATMAN.

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Is there a place in the world you never want to visit? Where, and why not?

There is no such place (as of yet) that I despise, I want to travel everywhere and see new places, but there were times I felt that I felt I never want to go back there again. One such place is Kota, Rajasthan, India.

I spent grades 11 and 12 there, for preparing for all the prestigious engineering entrace exams of the country. What a joke. While I learned a lot and had both good as well as a bad time there (should be kind of obvious which weighed what), I don’t think I’ll ever want to go there.

And besides, I don’t want to visit a riot/war struck place either. Or somewhere where I might get mugged or killed.