‘In vacant or in pensive mood’ goes the line. I am not sure which one best describes my state of mind right now, but all I can say is that I feel a little poetic. However, for the lack of a strong inspiration, the words don’t seem to come easy. It’s better with prose. The words don’t have to rhyme and if you can’t think of a word that best describes your point you can use long winding arrays of words that revolve, rotate and spiral to the idea finally. The sunset, the flowers, the hills and the valleys are enough for any sane poet to scribble an ode. But from someone like me, in the middle of a messy room with the lemon tree song throbbing my ear-drums, you should have very little to expect if at all you do. I am not even sure if the previous sentence follows the rules of grammar. My friend says, “Sentences don’t begin with conjunctions!” But then the Queen’s language is a little weird and like most of the weird things around you, which I choose not to mention, you have learnt to live with it over time.Weird! Now that’s a word that I overuse. It’s mainly because I can spot the weirdness around like how moms handpick tomatoes – instinctively. That’s a skill that’s far too cool! Or I assume so, for there are not many skills I possess, which I can brag about. Who knows, I might soon turn into a legendary character for the amount of surrealistic deeds that I do! Alright, I see I have been exploiting the advantage of prose against poetry to the fullest. I believe there’s a bit of insanity in each one of us. For some of us, there’s a bit more of it. Now it’s important to identify the white line between insanity and weirdness. Insanity is good. Weirdness is bad, in fact it’s ‘weird’! Weirdness is when you take the stairs and not the escalator at the mall. Insanity is when you try and climb up a descending escalator. Weirdness is when you have a cup ice-cream at Baskin Robbins. Insanity is when you go for a triple sundae on a chilly night. Weirdness is when you don’t call up your friend on his birthday. Insanity is when you arrange for a surprise party with cones and whistles.
Weirdness is when you keep secrets. Insanity is when you share them. Weirdness is when you go out for a movie and weep. Insanity is when you behave like a bunch of hooligans during the sweetest movie of the season. Weirdness is having sleepless nights. Insanity is waking up in the middle of the night to watch your favourite sport. Weirdness is the fear of being ridiculed. Insanity is about being downright ridiculous. Weirdness is about doing things that you enjoy too often. Insanity is doing the wrong things and then cribbing about them. Weirdness is singing a song in the bathroom. Insanity is singing at a public place when you know even the hungry street dog is better at it. Weirdness is calling dance a hobby. Insanity is kicking your shoes off and dancing as if no one’s watching. Weirdness is carrying a map in a new city. Insanity is the joy of finding your way out by sharing a conversation with the people on your way. Weirdness is a way of life. Insanity is a reason to be. Weirdness is about believing that life’s too short. Insanity is about believing that life’s too short and making the best out of it!