Thursday, June 18, 2009

Blue is Banned

These days I’m supposed to be wallowing in sadness and self-pity. I’m doing the exact opposite of it. I’ve named myself as the Dictator For Life of The Shamelessly Cheerful Dodos Club and I’m running its daily meetings with anyone who happens to come within a ten kilometre radius of me. It helps me maintain my sanity. It’s thoroughly confusing everyone who is close to me though. It’s at least better than them worrying about me. Still, it’s just so simple to see. Things can go bad but I’ve my panacea(s) - friends, @, movies, peanut butter, crayons, Nutties, The Beatles and Wodehouse. What more can anyone ask for? And it’s not like it can get any worse than it already is. It’ll only get better.


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This is my condensed version of my very own Sunscreen - a work in progress. (Because customisation is the way to go.) I’m living by it these days.

Go sing your happy song. Wear pyjamas all day. Giggle. Drink coffee. Fill colouring books. Read magazines.

Lie on your bed and listen to old favourites. Let go of the noises in your head.

Relive the memories of happier times. Smoke cigarettes. Hold on to that one moment you always want to cherish. Replay it every time you feel it might slip into the darkness. Pretend that it will last forever. At least inside you.

Be nice. Be funny. Be guilt-free. Be impulsive.

Marvel at how much fun you can be when you are alone.

Banish the Mean Reds.

Love. Don’t hold back. Be a cat for a day. Do nothing but indulge yourself. Sleep the sleep of those who never worry. It is absolutely worth it.

Get drunk and kiss someone just to pass on the flavour.

Be shamelessly cheerful.

Discover a new band. Re-read an old favorite. Buy Nutties. Make yourself laugh.

Be the vanilla in someone’s smoky sky.

19 comments:

Gradwolf said...

drenched's sunscreen speech? Wonder which univ's poor graduates are going to hear this one day!

But good to know you have stopped whining!

Jobberknoll said...

I cannot wrap my mind around the fact I've been a reader of this blog for a long time and yet I've never commented before. Being the lazy, ahem, I mean, highly busy person that I am, it was quite a while before I could get my fingers on the keys (that reminds me, I need to get a new keyboard, mine rather resembles a rat colony right now).

Anyway - I would first like to thank you for that awesome wee manifesto, it drilled into me once again a few simple things that I really needed to be reminded of.

The thing is this - some of us, though we get squashed over by Life again and again: whether it be in the form of going to the bookshop only to be told that the book you're looking for had sold its last copy a minute ago, or being subjected to endless tirades and free advice from relatives (that great Indian tradition, which I like to call Advice from the Army of Aunts) or having a whole group of people singing Rihanna's 'Shut Up and Drive' next to you on the train two hours non-stop - to the other end of the picture, the Big Things: a misunderstanding, an oppressive silence, an unsatisfactory job, an ever-present sense of emptiness, an existence that starts to feel mechanical and weighty.

Some folks get worked up over little things, drown themselves in a sea of despair and misanthropy. But there's another kind of species - one that refuses to get these things get them down. Of course there are problems. Of course there is despair. But the strange thing is, some of us have this overwhelming desire - this inner strength, if you will, that's mysterious and wonderful at once. You don't know what it is. You don't know why it is. But you know that it exists - it's a feeling, a realisation, a revelation. Something unpleasant happens, and you get upset and distressed and all worked up, but after awhile, the sun comes out again. You tell yourself that this isn’t something to bother about, or that it doesn’t really matter, or that it won’t be long.

The little voice in your head – or heart, or mind, or whatever – knows everything about you, who you are and where you want to go. You just need to lose yourself - and all your worries, in time, will fade way. At times like these, it is only the little things that matter. There is music, there are books, people, sport, painting, dreaming, dancing, laughing, all the simplest and best of human activities.

Forgive me for this dangerously long comment that threatens to outdo the Mahabharata (take that, Vyasa). However, if you're not asleep over your keyboard already by this time, I shall proceed to say only a few words more.

I've always thought the whole thing is best summed up by Floyd's 'See Emily Play': 'Put on a gown that touches the ground /
Float on a river forever and ever, Emily
' (Syd Barret was a genius).

And that's what it's all about, isn't it, really? The greatest inspiration of life is Life itself. The will to live, and the thrill of being alive. All other things, achievements, failures, problems, solutions, the past, and the future, are insubstantial when pitched against the present – the reality of being alive. And every time I re-realise this, I think these times, any time... are the best of times after all.

PS: 'Everybody's Free to wear Sunscreen' is bloody brilliant.

PPS: If your looking for a co-Dictator to help you in The Shamelessly Cheerful Dodos Club, I shall be more than happy to join. We shall rule the world!

v said...

Do I really know you?

Ms Taggart said...

No one is supposed to wallow in any kind of self-pity. Whatever it is that you are going through now, might be tough for sure, but is surely liveable.
So its great u have ur own club and panaceas... and I like ur sunscreen speech too... :)

ishmeet said...

Nice, I like the idea of being happy all the time. Do I get to be a member of the Shamelessly Cheerful Dodos club without having to come into a 10 km radius of you? I mean, I wouldn't mind doing that but that would mean coming some 100 kms away from the comfort of the home aka the bed and the AC (you surely didn't think parents, did you? :P) and being a lazy person that I am, it sounds a lot of work.

Damn you, I need to find Nutties somewhere now. :/

Cynic in Wonderland said...

be the vanilla in someones smoky skies - lovely line that.

Anonymous said...

Loved your speech!..:)

Hope blue gets banned for good..

Smita

shweta said...

wow, how exactly the sunscreen song matches what i want to do just right now, exactly like making a bundle of all the worries, wrapping it with an old cloth and throwing it away, far away where never ever would i walk and be close to.

The sunscreen song is just amazing!!

Maddie said...

Oh where are you? Missing your posts!

S said...

That was insightful.

Janefield said...

lurrrve the freshly scrubbed bheegi :) rock on, chica!

Cynic in Wonderland said...

Shouldnt you be posting more young drenched?

Anonymous said...

...please where can I buy a unicorn?

Anonymous said...

Ms. Randhawa, as of today you have a new biggest fan ;)

One day you shall find out who I am. Perhaps if you're smart enough that day isn't very far. But going by your usual rating of your own intellect, it might just take a few years :P

But please keep writing. Love your originality and creativity

Yours Truly.

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Esha Rihal said...

This post is pure genius :)

Meera Vijayann said...

I'd love, love love being like a cat!! :)

Anonymous said...

I love love this post. i just stumbled upon your blog and i love it!

BCC

Maatuponnu said...

I also try reading cloud patterns and watching leaves turn red and fall.And eat good food...that ALWAYS helps. Little things that make life full.