What does 7 hours in a black box do to a man?
Before that, lemme get something outta my system first..
God is a bully, He wears yellow pyjamas and has a nasal drawl. Yea.. He is an Aussie.. and keeps shape shifting in their cricket team. That is the absolute truth, if there was ever one.
Now that it is over with, let us continue.
I am sitting in the dark room again. Some of you must have heard my odd grumble on phone about this forsaken place of indomitable boredom and such. After spending half of the wondeful day (that was today) enclosed in this not-so-little black box with fancy toys, I feel an irrepressible urge to blurt out loud. The experiment has been driving me crazy. I sometimes wonder, if I would turn (completely) insane one day.. if continue to do research. Humour me, would you, when I use such pretentious words.
See, the thing is.. wehn you are stuck in a dull lit room for a long time, your mind starts to wade out. You start seeing manic icehoppers walking along the tables, dodging the swinging coils from the cabinet tops. Devils and angels sit on your shoulders, ones sipping iced coke from the can and the others discussing secret recipes for the weekend hopscotch getaway. All this, while the little gnome in the Phrygian cap is trying to toast marshmellows on the green laser, which you should realize is not really what they show Quigon Jinn carrying in his robe.
It gets worse after that. I ll spare you the details.
God is a bully, He wears yellow pyjamas and has a nasal drawl. Yea.. He is an Aussie.. and keeps shape shifting in their cricket team. That is the absolute truth, if there was ever one.
Now that it is over with, let us continue.
I am sitting in the dark room again. Some of you must have heard my odd grumble on phone about this forsaken place of indomitable boredom and such. After spending half of the wondeful day (that was today) enclosed in this not-so-little black box with fancy toys, I feel an irrepressible urge to blurt out loud. The experiment has been driving me crazy. I sometimes wonder, if I would turn (completely) insane one day.. if continue to do research. Humour me, would you, when I use such pretentious words.
See, the thing is.. wehn you are stuck in a dull lit room for a long time, your mind starts to wade out. You start seeing manic icehoppers walking along the tables, dodging the swinging coils from the cabinet tops. Devils and angels sit on your shoulders, ones sipping iced coke from the can and the others discussing secret recipes for the weekend hopscotch getaway. All this, while the little gnome in the Phrygian cap is trying to toast marshmellows on the green laser, which you should realize is not really what they show Quigon Jinn carrying in his robe.
It gets worse after that. I ll spare you the details.
posted by Sharad Ragas at 5:53 AM
4 Comments:
Nanotechnology is it?
Get out of the box..research notwithstanding.:P (never follow my advice!)
did yoda wear a cap? bad memory!
@Divya: Sure, why not? =)
@Leena: The problem is I don't get into the box often enough. And no.. neither is Yoda a gnome nor did he wear a cap.
little gnome in the Phrygian cap is trying to toast marshmellows on the green laser, which you should realize is not really what they show Quigon Jinn carrying in his robe...yehe
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