Your mamma’s so fat… they shout “Taxi, taxi” every time she wears her yellow jacket!
Your mamma’s so fat… she fell into the grand canyon and got stuck!
Your mamma’s so fat… they’re exploring her ass for geothermal energy!
September 6, 2009
What is conscience?
I watched a few episodes of Scrubs today and that got me thinking… is it JD’s conscience that’s narrating?
Wouldn’t it be cool if we could hear out aloud what our conscience was saying? We’d realise so much! In a passing half an hour we’d not only know what’s right or wrong but also learn valuable life’s lessons.
Bullshit!
Conscience is a word given to some of the “right” things we do without having a reason for it. If it were wrong then we went against our conscience. “The tiny voice inside your head is conscience.” Well right now its yelling “You’ve gone crazy! You’re speaking to yourself, Man!!”
What is the difference between “conscience” and plain outright “crazy”!!!???
If there were something called conscience, why would anyone make any mistakes? Where would the phrase, learn from your mistakes, originate from?
Conscience doesn’t tell you what’s right or wrong. If you hear a tiny voice in your head.. well… check it out with your nearest psychiatrist. Decisions that we take in life are more often the result of our learnings, that we get from individuals or through experiences. They’re a judgement call. What makes them “right ’ or ‘”wrong” is the way others react or respond to it, or sometimes they way you justify them.
If I had a conscience to listen to, I wouldn’t be half as proud of what I am today. I am what I am cause of my mistakes. I’ve done more wrongs than rights in my life, but I’m darn proud of them. I may not be the best at what I do, but I do it out of reason and choice. I choose to be different.
Scrubs is a TV show. Its entertaining and I love it.
September 5, 2009
Phani Bhushan
This post is titled so because I’m confused… There are so many things I don’t know about myself. Who am I? As a person.
There are so many things I dont know about myself. Life has so many questions. Primary and secondary. The problem arises when you’ve identified and answered all the secondary questions but haven’t yet figured out the answers to the primary ones. I know how I want to do the things that matter in my life. but What are the things that matter in my life? I dont know. Friends, family, career, personal feelings…
They say if you are able to frame the questions, half your problem is solved. But then again they say its better to be master of one rather than half of everything. Framing too many questions is a time waste.
Do I want to do a job or become an enterpreneur? Do I want to have a girl friend? I used to live in a 3BHK, I moved into a PG, is it a step down? I’ve taken my own decisions, are they right? How capable am I? Can I touch the stars if I really want to? Am I being a good son?
Pains my heart….
Money has been the cause of many problems in my life. Faced problems while spending it. Faced problems in saving it.
My sister looks up to me. It makes me proud. But why does she do that?
I’m darn proud of my friends, grads from Stanford, IIM, FMS, SPJain… others 760 GMAT scores or stable jobs and incomes. But, I’m confused.
Where do I stand?
