Although I am not exactly new per se to the world of blogging, I have never really created a blog of my own. This can be attributed to several reasons, all of which are as odd as the next-
1) With the boom of blogging (not too different from the real estate boom a few years back), a part of me just refused to get onto that bandwagon.
2) It seemed extremely egoistic to assume that other people actually have the time (or care!) to read what I would have to say because its just THAT important.
3) My "writers-block" that I have apparently had since eighth grade. Don't even ask how it managed to last this long.
4) Me just being plain ol' lazy.
And out of these four reasons, I would honestly say the last one has the most weight. Yup, chalk one up for ye olde procrastination!
Actually procrastination has gotten to such a level with me that in between writing the minuscule amount that I have written so far, I have already visited five to six different websites. No joke.
Anywho, I thought that I'd start off my very first blog by just giving you readers (or reader depending on how many people I tell about this blog), an insight into my mind. Certain quirky characteristics about me if you will, and I hope maybe you can give me some insight as to why I am like this. Lets play a little game of psychoanalysis shall we? (With me being the psycho of course!)
1) I can be unbearably superstitious. If you know me as an acquaintance, you probably won't think this is true but anyone who knows me on a not-so-superficial level will know this is probably the truest (?) fact in the world of Riya. A funny side-fact about this is that the more independent I have to be, the worse my superstitious beliefs get. And I am not talking about the black cats and walking under ladder stuff. I am talking about legit beliefs that have not even been invented yet.
An example you ask? Out of the two hundred or so songs in my iPod, I probably don't listen to about twenty of them at all. Never. (Which begs the question as to why they still have a place in my iPod). And if they do start playing while on shuffle, I will stop whatever I am doing to change the song. I would say the one song that I am most deathly terrified of (ok, maybe that's an exaggeration) is "Bittersweet Symphony" by Oasis. The haunting tune, the depressing lyrics and the context of the song is just too much for me. Needless to say, this one song does not have a place in my iPod.
Another example? Maybe the song one is a little common. Different people do have that one song they believe is bad luck or whatnot.
Well, this one is probably going to allow you to classify me as some kind of mentally disturbed person because it has no logic and no reasoning behind it (but then again, superstitions are not exactly known to be logical).
I believe that eating salads causes me to have a bad day. Ok, maybe not causes but correlates. Why? I don't know. Maybe the salad Gods want me to get fat. Maybe this is my subconscious forcing me to choose a burger or fries every time. Or maybe I am just plain cuckoo. That was a rhetorical question, so don't answer that.
So yes. This has to be my biggest quirk ever. And all that I have explained here so far is just skimming the surface. Maybe in the future, I will reveal more but you have to promise me I won't end up in a strait jacket in Hell's Kitchen or some such place. Anyway, let's move on.
2) I am beyond obsessed with anything that cannot be explained or that mankind is still discovering. I am not talking only about ghosts, spirits and the supernatural (though God knows, these fascinate me to no end). I am also extremely intrigued by outer space, the planets, extra-terrestrial life and everything else that has to do with Astronomy. (note- this is different from Astrology. No I am not insulting your intelligence but there are some people I know who really don't know the difference).
Do I believe in ghosts? Its hard to say because there are so many unknown variables. It has not been proven nor has it been dis-proven. News channels still broadcast certain videos of what appears to be "a spirit caught on tape". This is rare and you may argue that local news channels will do anything to boost their TRP. However, there is obviously something to it that fascinates the human mind (or at least my mind). Certain classic stories such as the mystery of the Bermuda Triangle (I can almost guarantee there will be a blog post dedicated to this soon) or the odd crop-circles (the subject of M.Night Shyamalan's 'Signs') or even the little green men from Mars are very well known.
We all learn something new every day and I recently learnt that the entire crop-circles business is a hoax. An utter deception. More on this later.
Alien abduction stories are rampant with people claiming to have been taken right into these U.F.O's and studied. Most of these stories are hoaxes, of that I am sure. But this does not allow me to rule out extra-terrestrial life as a hoax. Earth got incredibly lucky. Just the right distance from the Sun to make it not too hot and not too cold (or 'just right' as Goldilocks would say). The lucky combination of more than just hydrogen and helium thanks to nucleosysnthesis. The conditions required for the first single-celled organisms to come into existence and then there was just no looking back. And this is just in the Solar System, in our galaxy (most of which is undiscovered). Who's to say that there wasn't just that one other planet in a galaxy far, far away that got as lucky as Earth did? I'm starting to sound too much like George Lucas? Very well then, moving on. (I hope you get the point- these ideas intrigue me greatly).
3) Whenever I ask myself a question, I always get two answers. Every time. And usually they are both polar opposites of each other. No, I don't have a split personality (yet). However, this did puzzle me for awhile because it never really used to happen before. It puzzled me to the extent that I asked my parental units for advice. My Mom suggested that one answer was from my brain and the other from my heart. My instant reaction was "that has to be the most stereotypically movie cliché'd kinda answer ever". But the more I thought about it, the more the possibility seemed....possible? If I asked myself "What do I have for lunch?", I would get two responses-
(a) Something healthy
(b) Fries!!!!
So which smart-aleck organ is responsible for my bad eating choices then? My heart? It should know that eating fries will bring me just that much closer to a heart attack so that can't be it. My brain? But fries will go straight to my thighs! (Funny how that rhymes.) That's something so logical my brain should be knowing that! Maybe its my brain that always votes healthy as it knows that I am just finding more ways to kill myself otherwise. In other words, my heart is sabotaging itself. Purposely. Good going heart! Hmph.
Ok I may have gone off on a tangent there but really, this whole "Follow what your heart tells you" slogan is going to get me in some serious trouble soon.
And I don't just get two answers regarding what I should eat. Regardless of whether it is about buying a certain shirt or deciding to study for a test or just waking up in the morning to face another day, ALL of these questions have two answers now. Previously, they all had only one. I think that was when my brain was winning. Now the jury's out as to who wins from now on. (Go heart! You're more fun!)
Talk about a long blog-post. I should probably just go ahead and write a book about me. How oddly ego-satisfying that would be to see a book like that become a best-seller. Enough with the castles in the air. The above three quirky characteristics are just the three that happened to be in my head as I penned this down. No wait, that's a lie. As I typed this down. No pens were involved. Ah, technology!
I don't know when my next post will be or what it will be about. In my rigidly planned out life, I am going to rebel against myself and let this blog post business sorta go with the wind! If this post was too long and tedious for you to read, I apologize. Maybe it is only I that finds myself interesting (that can't be good). However, if you are one of the brave souls that made it all the way here, maybe you offer me some insight as to why I have these eccentricities in me. Do you have them too? Any insight would be appreciated.
However, before the insight, please stop calling the local psychiatric ward. Thanks!
