Categories Of Girls

Girls categorized on the basis of looks (General observation. Do not get judgmental) -

6)Repulsive - Non attractive (ugly) girls. Nobody wants to be with one of these.

5)Average - These are the girls you may not find good looking but they have something charming about them. When you meet a girl of this type for the first time, you may keep wondering why you are attracted to her. Large number of guys get hooked up with girls of this category.

4)Cute - Girls who look and/or behave so adorably that all you think about is kiss & cuddle, pinching cheeks, crooning, caressing, fake tantrums and of course more kisses & cuddles. Initial part of relationship (the one where there's too much heat which eventually cools down) lasts longer with this type of girl. Guys who are good at talking stuff get these girls.

3)Pretty -These are the girls who are very beautiful. They may not have the actual cuteness but are stunningly gorgeous. You may not kiss & cuddle much with pretty girls as you do with cute girls, but you'll have much more admiration & respect for this type of girl. Rarer than cute category. Needs a bit of luck to have one of these.

3B)"Pretty + " - This a special category. A girl of this type is not just pretty but she also has some cute habits, accent, voice etc. that gains the advantage of cute category. i.e. she has combined advantages of both cute & pretty categories. Be proud if you have one.

2)Hot - These are the girls that may give you an instant boner. One look at a girl of this type makes you imagine stuff. You want to have her right now or else you die. These girls are lust boosters. Initial part of the relationship is a total bliss. Lasts longer than all other categories. Once this part is over, you may loose overall interest. May not be good in the long run, but too good for flings. These are the girls who keep flashing in your mind when you masturbate or having sex. Lucky bastards get them.

1)Divine- All the superhot, extremely pretty girls. You always know you will never be able to have one of these, so you never have feelings for them. You'll find these girls in your fantasies.

(Practically both the extremities in above list are useless except for the fact that they do the basic job of an extremity - setting the boundaries)

Catharsis of a nihilist

The whole human race has no meaning. Life has no meaning. It is all insignificant. There is no supernatural, definite god in this insignificant world of yours. You humans are just a part of this Big Universe that surrounds you. Nothing else. You shouldn't feel proud about your evolution, progress, development, modernization, morality. It all just happened. What if it all was a consequence of a Big Bang? Big Bang happened, right? Or not? Does your knowledge enlighten you?

Science is what you humans have found out over the years. It's like a memory of whole mankind. Technology is an implementation of science. Philosophy collectively indicates different ways of thinking process of mankind. What you humans call morality has been developed by your race on trial basis. The decisions about what's fit & what's unfit are limited to your Earth only. Your morality cannot penetrate the fathomless universe.

The only agreeable thing is that you all are a small part of this Big Universe and you have developed your own way of living over the years on trial basis. You cannot associate any feeling to your existence. You just exist.

Human race has no particular, physical motive to live. Consequences of decisions of predecessors provide a motive to successors. Everything around you, excluding nature, is a consequence of your predecessors' decisions. Without motive, you humans seem confused about the ultimate goal. Your race is straying from your own morality because of errors in your way of life. Political problems, terrorism, greed for money, power struggle. . . You are so drifting. Your race is lost in a maze of your own morality.

You just keep on living your life meaninglessly, trying to achieve as much happiness you can achieve along the way. Happiness is something that can be called as a fuel of whole mankind, though there is confusion about exactly what drives a whole human race these days. You all are Hedonists. You can deny that but hedonism is in the genes of mankind. And it isn't about the ethics. Because ethics depend on the morality which is variable, insignificant & imperfect. Your knowledge and inventions are so limited to your Earth.

You humans need mental support to stay calm. As a solution, you have invented some imaginary people (?) to believe in. So you call them Gods? What a pity. You humans are so weak. And so confused. . .

You're getting nowhere. I pity you.

A peep into the outside world

I think I have too many problems, confusions, frustrations, regrets in my life. Its like many layers wrapped upon each other & I'm stuck right into the core of this multilayered shit. I won't be able to clear the whole mess, but I hope I'll be able to push some layers off to make a small hole which will be enough for me to peep into the outside world & breathe the air of satisfaction. Playing guitar keeps my mind off these things though. . .

Shredding on acoustic

      I’ve been playing guitar for a while now. Till date, I’ve composed loads of licks & riffs. Also, I’ve been playing System of a Down, Wolfmother, Led Zeppelin, Despised Icon, Pitchshifter, Green Day etc. and of course good ol’ Metallica. It’s just a matter of experience. It was hard before, but now my fingers move pretty well on the fretboard even though I'm still improving.

      I have a sleek red acoustic guitar which is a witness of my guitar playing since it all started from scratch. I think I’m the only one who plays Metallica or SOAD on acoustic. Playing all these Metal songs on acoustic have made my fingers very strong. And they say electric guitar is like 10 times easier to play than an acoustic because it has low action. Now I'm really excited because I've training myself so rigorously on an acoustic that it's going to be a piece of cake when I will buy an electric guitar. It's kinda stupid that I've been playing chromatic exercises over and over again (it helped a lot though) in order to be a good shredder. If I can shred on acoustic, it's going to be so amazing on electric. . .

About my guitar playing

It was last September when I joined the guitar class. All I could play after that was, ‘Happy Birthday’ & 2-3 other tunes from some famous movies. I stopped attending after two months & practiced at home. It wasn’t until last month that I managed to play the guitar with more ease than before. Initially, I practiced those 2-3 stupid tunes, but later, as I got better at playing it, I started to pluck strings randomly & then it all started.

            I played it my way. I let my mind command my fingers. Now, my ears analyze what I play & mentally suggest a change if required. Though I’m still a newbie; I’ve improved my guitar-playing a lot.

            It gradually became my passion, to take the guitar, play it according to my mood & compose a new tune. Depending on my mood, I play differently & form different kind of riffs. I started to write those small melodies in a notebook. I was happy that I could play the guitar in a way that reflects the state of my mind. Those riffs which I worked out sound pretty neat & fine, but I never felt proud.

            But, one day, I felt like playing my favourite bands' songs on my guitar. Google helped me get tabs of songs. Then I felt proud of the fact that I could play almost same. That was lame. I drove away from my own creativity. After a while, I decided to be innovative again & to work out my own tunes.

            Today, I’m sitting with my guitar beside me & there's a piece of paper in front of me, which has notation of a freshly composed riff. When I played it over & over again, I got excited & happy. This riff is the best one I’ve ever created. When I compared my work with songs by all those artists out there I felt confident, because, what I’ve created, sounds just great and if I keep practicing this way, I will get better. Now I feel better & can enjoy the originality as well. . .

Only shirt of a lonely jerk. . .

Only shirt of a lonely jerk knows how bad it is to be alone,

because shirt was always there, when he used to moan

He's not a jerk actually, but people call him that,

his shirt's the only one, with whom he used to chat

People around him, think they are the best,

'I'm not that good' he says, but he's just being modest

They don't respect him, they call him 'underdog',

his shirt's the only thing, you can find on his blog

Yes he has a blog, but nobody even knows,

strange how, on his shirt once, there was a rose

They don't consider him ever, when they are having fun,

he's always far away, his shirt now has a gun

Nobody gave a damn, they didn't see any danger,

already depressed, he has become a puppet of anger

How wrong they are, to think he's still shy,

now he's on a killing spree, ya'll gonna die

He's behind bars now, still he can't suppress a smirk,

because he still has his only shirt, a lonely shirt of a lonely jerk. . .

Sun is going down. . . :(

Guilt of procrastinating works fine with me

Even when there’s enough time to study before exam, I don’t start studying until only few days are remaining. I just waste first few days doing whatever I want, which builds up a guilt in me. That guilt gradually becomes stronger. As the exam comes near, tension sums up with guilt & that combination makes me able to do heroic (exaggerated) deeds such as getting good marks despite the fact that I wasted so much time before. If it wasn’t for that guilt I would’ve had a boring book, unfocused gaze & a wandering, day-dreaming mind. It’s interesting how quick my reflexes are, as soon as I look into my book, my mind goes wandering. So, it’s always better for me to start studying late.

(However, every procrastinator may not feel guilty of wasting time like I do).

Same theory for any kind of work. I Procrastinate. When deadline is near, my mind works faster than usual under the influence of guilt & voila! That work’s done. And who knows, in the emergency to finish doing some job, I may even get creative ideas which help me more than in case of an in-time-finished-job. So, I procrastinate. . .

P.S. – I wrote this many days ago, but I procrastinated to post it, you know. . .