The voices in your head...

Have you ever noticed that when you read a book or anything for that matter, that there's a voice in your head.. Like someone narrating it to you? I don't know about other people but for me this voice keeps changing..

It used to be James Earl Jones when I was in school.. Maybe that was my mind's way of making studying fun.. Bah.. who am I kidding... It's never fun but at least Lord Vader kept me up and at'em...

At one point it was an evangelist... but that was just when something sounded preachy to me and I had to get through it..

It's very rare that it's your own voice though... That's maybe cause no man likes to be alone.. We always like this sense of someone being there.. When we lean back against a sofa or pillow and read.. It feels just like that time when Mom or Dad used to read to us before we slept..

That's probably what I think is the origin for the voice... The fact that the habit of reading comes from us being read to at first..

Coming back to the voice that have come to my head..

During my exams.. When you're reading your question paper and you know you're gonna get jack-fucked.. I found George Bush talking to me... Cause if he could be the President of the United States.. Heck.. I could pass this stupid shit exam..

And just like The Beatles... When I find my self in times of trouble.. Mother Mary comes to me... Well not Mary... Just my mom... That's cause me and I'm sure all of us... Feel best when we know our moms are there with us...

Ok... I think I should've mentioned this before... But the voice comes to you when you're instructing yourself to do something...

At the gym... It's always the voice of one of those angry army sergeant from a movie... "Drop and give me twenty you worthless piece of shit"

Ok ya... So that's about it... I haven't written anything in like a year so excuse the utter lameness of this article... This just popped into my head when well... Elisha Cuthbert was talking to me... (Please don't ask when)

Ciao

I wish my eyes were a camera...

Have you ever had the feeling??? I wish I caught that on tape!!! Ya, you have your cell phone and shit but you still can't take it out to capture those once in a life time moments. Well, You can't do that with a camera either...

Imagine how many more videos would be on World's most amazing videos or more pictures with the FAIL label on them if you could just capture images with your eye.

For the car enthusiast, Seeing an Audi A6 or a Rolls Royce on an Indian road ain't that common unless your neighbour has one, which would normally imply you had one too cause you live in rich-bum-land.

When you see that beautiful dazzling sunrise or sunset which you picture when you're dreaming about your happy place. You know you can't see it again, what with all the global warming going to kill our planet soon. You have the mental picture but even though our brains are more powerful than super computers, you can never see it as vividly unless you go into your subconcious.

The genuine delight on a young boy's face when he gets a wicket or scores a goal. You just can manufacture moments like that.

The smile on an old beggar's face when someone comes to help him. His genuine happiness that someone cares and that he is not alone in this miserable world.

We never remember the happy moments in life... Only the sad and dark images stay bright in our memories.

Accidents on the road... A youngling's life perishes just because a bus's brake malfunctions... His skull splattered all over the tarmac...

A puppy dying of starvation and insects feeding on its skin. You never forget something like that.

A cow run over cause it's natural grazing area is now a road. Or one of those cow catcher things outside buildings. And we say it's our sacred animal.

I'm sure the last 3 images that I spoke about seem much clearer in your heads than the first few. How this world has tuned us to remember the sad and never think too much about the little things I never understand.

I admire the urchins... They may not have a computer or even a television... But the rain brings such happiness to them that even an X-box 360 can't do to a rich boy who's parents are fighting.

That's why I wish I could capture those little moments of joy in some one else's life over some things so small that even i'd feel happy after a miserable day at college.

I wish my eyes were a camera... And I had a 500GB memory card the size of an ant in my ear...