Reflections

Hickory Dickory Dock, I think I have a broken clock, The clock it never moves And it shows the same time all the time. So each time I take a look It tells me the time As quarter past nine. Nothing around me moves, The sun never goes down And the dawn never breaks The king still has his crown And the dinosaurs still eat the snakes. The water doesn't flow, Because my clock tells me so. Each time I take a look It tells me the time As quarter past nine. But I never have to hurry I have no deadlines to meet And I am never really late To the meetings of the great. I never grow old And I might not even die Or so I am told. Because each time I take a look My clock shows me the time As quarter past nine. Hickory Dickory Dock It is never really the clock That decides for me Whether I should climb a tree. Even if each time I take a look It tells me the time As quarter past nine.

A little introspection and a lot of observation led me to finding a certain behavioral pattern followed by quite a large number of females around me! It might be pure co-incidence that I seem to come across so many of them so often or as they say, “Birds of a feather flock together.” Nevertheless, I figured that these observations will make for a good piece of writing for the “behavior enthusiasts” on this planet! For those who have read “The MIC Syndrome” posted by me a few months earlier, this might seem as a sequel to it. And for those who haven’t read it, well, no harm in spending a few extra minutes reading that one! So the females that I am going to elaborate upon are those belonging to the OCD class, short for Obsessive, Confused, Dependent females class. There aren’t no physical attributes specific to any of them that allow you to spot them from a distance. Yes, but they’re all pretty and they all exude this aura that pulls you towards them and before you know it, you a...

So everyone thinks there is something or the other screwed up with this world. Or rather, this world is screwed up in some or the other way. And we all probably have our own theories of what really went wrong with the world! Each individual has a different theory. Some even have multiple theories, sometimes quite contradictory to each other! Breaking away from my New Year resolution of not thinking anything this year, I finally decided to give some deep thought into forming my own theory of What Really Went Wrong with the World, which I shall now present before you. However, before I put forward my theory it just remains unsaid that having originated from weird experiences most of it might not make sense to most people, which is quite acceptable considering I am not trying to convince anyone! Well, if you look at it, a lot of it doesn’t even make sense to me. But then, a lot of things don’t make sense to us and still they are there staring at us in the face like our own reflections g...