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Sunday, April 08, 2007
6:30 pm

here comes the bunny.


This has been one of the best study breaks ever. Apart from the fact that it wasn't spent doing what it was meant for (i.e. studying), I've had a fulfilling week in all senses of the word. Witnessing 300 in its full cinematic glory / the hypnotic intensity of their music in a quiet studio / a lazy, dreamy afternoon whiled away in an ice cream parlor / walking down an old, memory-filled lane dripping with familiarity / watching a pendulum swing: back, forth, back, forth / the excitement of uncertainty coupled with adrenaline rushes / friendships and amusement-filled days / eyes crinkled with laugh lines and mirth / taking a few steps closer to truth and self-discovery. Yes, why, it has been a fulfilling week.

For all my complaints and dissatisfaction with what I call a farce and parody of Life and Luck, they have been more than good to me. I know I am exceedingly blessed - but perhaps I just spend too much time with my eyes open but my mind shut off to the world. Obstinacy prevents me from admitting when I have been wrong or overly narrow-minded; fear becomes the greatest obstacle in my path; laziness dulls my senses and ambitions. My comfort zone the ends up remaining precisely that - a comfort zone, no more, no less - a place that I had once left, and subsequently delved back in to seek shelter from the scary monsters of the world, to seek shelter from their brandished razor-edged teeth and menacing claws, to seek shelter from the glowing eyes that emanate unfriendliness and hearts that mean to do me harm. Of course, there is nothing wrong with that, but what has happened since is that I never really left my comfort zone. After that I have become so habitualized that I don't really know how to take more than a paltry few steps past the borders without quaking or running back in fear anymore.

But it is Easter Sunday, so I shan't dwell on such depressing topics for now. I have no claims of being Christian, but today is the day when Jesus was resurrected from his ultimate sacrifice for us, and so it should be a happy day, worthy of celebrations and laughter. Why people celebrate Easter with colorful eggs, decorated baskets and cute little bunnies prancing around is really beyond me, though.

Still, Scrabble the bunny says hi!



Yes, my bunny has finally gotten a proper name - though at this point of time everybody is so used to calling him Bunny I'm quite sure his official name probably wouldn't make very much of a difference.

Happy Easter!

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