It was drizzling and I was driving... Went to Spencer Plaza, loved the place, has its charm on it's own way. Kinda cozy but very local and close to my heart. Got stuck at landmark, found my lost love to books which used to be my best friend once upon a time before these IT days :D.
I remember, it was books which was always with me in every moments of my life, when I was sad to cheer me up, when I was happy to make me happier, when I was alone to give me company, when I was with friends to provide me enough wisdom to continue random discussion. I am talking about the days when Google was not part of my life, and trust me, Google is such a spoilsport in that way! That too in smartphones. Very annoying sometimes, you are having a discussion with your friends, suddenly someone pops out a smart phone and then the Google search result - end of the discussion. Kind of looses the charm of argument over a topic where you try to support your opinion with some fact from your limited wisdom and random bluffs and everyone fights for it. Most of the time, I remember, eventually the main topic used to get away from the discussion and some other random topic took the place. The transition was so smooth, sometime you wouldn't realize. Also, eventually the people who started the actual discussion got away and their supporters continued to fight. So, it goes like this, you make statement A, your friend objects and makes statement B as the supporting clause, and then you starts arguing about the justification of statement B and someone else makes statement C to support statement A then you take the back sit and other two people continue from B to C to D and so on.... Now what you don't realize that it deviates from the actual statement A which gets lost over the time and a new set of people might continue fighting on statement Z. It's like the genetics, heredity stuff we read in biology... Children gets 50% genes of each of the parent, and then grand children will have 25% of their grand parents and so on.. It's like, you know that you are carrying the legacy but then you don't know how much of purity of the actual idea exists there. Story of killing a small insects by me has a possibility of becoming a legendary epic story of fighting till death to kill some monsters to my great great great (continues) grand children. I guess that's how we got most of the epic stories about our great great ancestors. Might or might not be true, but who cares as long it is entertaining :)
Now! did you realize the even my chain of thoughts got shifted from what I was actually talking about - books. Well it can be titled as "chain of thoughts" which has a high probability of becoming "chain of wild thought" depending on my imagination capability and that is where books were with me in those days. It taught me to think, imagine, dream and even day-dream (which I still do)... It used sooth the pain of getting punished for not doing homework due to reading some good story.It used feel so worth to let go your homework and the aftereffects for reading stories, comics or anything random which not tagged as "textbook". Remembrance of old days...
Lost my way home while coming back, went near Parry's to Perrier Bridge to some army area to Marina Beach to Beach Road and my way home - leads to a 40 km ride. Amazing road - no traffic at 11 pm AND... it was drizzling... Now that's another interesting experience. I call it as "I put my thinking helmet on". Whenever I am on the road with less or no traffic, no hassle of break-clutch-accelerator trio, as in, a smooth ride, the "chain of thought" process as mentioned earlier gets triggered. That is like my own solitude in motion, moments of look into myself inner-self, a small break or quick disconnect from normal/random activity of my own life. Quite a few times it helped me to think through stuff which otherwise was not happening. So whenever I am stuck, here I go putting my "Thinking Helmet" on a ride to my solitude through the amazing roads of lovely city called Chennai :)
I remember, it was books which was always with me in every moments of my life, when I was sad to cheer me up, when I was happy to make me happier, when I was alone to give me company, when I was with friends to provide me enough wisdom to continue random discussion. I am talking about the days when Google was not part of my life, and trust me, Google is such a spoilsport in that way! That too in smartphones. Very annoying sometimes, you are having a discussion with your friends, suddenly someone pops out a smart phone and then the Google search result - end of the discussion. Kind of looses the charm of argument over a topic where you try to support your opinion with some fact from your limited wisdom and random bluffs and everyone fights for it. Most of the time, I remember, eventually the main topic used to get away from the discussion and some other random topic took the place. The transition was so smooth, sometime you wouldn't realize. Also, eventually the people who started the actual discussion got away and their supporters continued to fight. So, it goes like this, you make statement A, your friend objects and makes statement B as the supporting clause, and then you starts arguing about the justification of statement B and someone else makes statement C to support statement A then you take the back sit and other two people continue from B to C to D and so on.... Now what you don't realize that it deviates from the actual statement A which gets lost over the time and a new set of people might continue fighting on statement Z. It's like the genetics, heredity stuff we read in biology... Children gets 50% genes of each of the parent, and then grand children will have 25% of their grand parents and so on.. It's like, you know that you are carrying the legacy but then you don't know how much of purity of the actual idea exists there. Story of killing a small insects by me has a possibility of becoming a legendary epic story of fighting till death to kill some monsters to my great great great (continues) grand children. I guess that's how we got most of the epic stories about our great great ancestors. Might or might not be true, but who cares as long it is entertaining :)
Now! did you realize the even my chain of thoughts got shifted from what I was actually talking about - books. Well it can be titled as "chain of thoughts" which has a high probability of becoming "chain of wild thought" depending on my imagination capability and that is where books were with me in those days. It taught me to think, imagine, dream and even day-dream (which I still do)... It used sooth the pain of getting punished for not doing homework due to reading some good story.It used feel so worth to let go your homework and the aftereffects for reading stories, comics or anything random which not tagged as "textbook". Remembrance of old days...
Lost my way home while coming back, went near Parry's to Perrier Bridge to some army area to Marina Beach to Beach Road and my way home - leads to a 40 km ride. Amazing road - no traffic at 11 pm AND... it was drizzling... Now that's another interesting experience. I call it as "I put my thinking helmet on". Whenever I am on the road with less or no traffic, no hassle of break-clutch-accelerator trio, as in, a smooth ride, the "chain of thought" process as mentioned earlier gets triggered. That is like my own solitude in motion, moments of look into myself inner-self, a small break or quick disconnect from normal/random activity of my own life. Quite a few times it helped me to think through stuff which otherwise was not happening. So whenever I am stuck, here I go putting my "Thinking Helmet" on a ride to my solitude through the amazing roads of lovely city called Chennai :)
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