August 10th, 2006

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The Calendar

Have I ever written about the calendar that hangs from my bedroom? It is a pretty simple one that I got from a shop along with some purchase. As calendars go, it shows the month, year, and days of the month as well as highlighting the possible holidays a subtle grey tone. As its from an electronic sop, a small panel on the right has photographs of different electronic items the shop sells, in a muted grey, and at the top is the shop name. The whole thing is a comfortably big size, to be hung from wall.
The numbers are big, easy to read, and really, it is a good calendar. Pretty averagely good. Nothing spectacular in it. So why this note dedicated to it? Well, you see, this calendar is different. It has a quote for every month. Placed at the bottom of the big page. In decent font - simple Arial italics. Big, easy to read. So what you say. Quotes are there in many calendars right? Well, you need to sample the quotes.
July, for example repeatedly told me in very matter of fact tones:
'Nature is a Mother which
Neither forgives nor forgets.'

Period. 31 days of that news can be a little unnerving.
August now. and guess what? well, I quite havent had the time to memorise t, but it goes soemthing on the lines of:
(we shold take care of how we live cuz) Life is a journey to make our Deaths easier.
Wow. Thanks. I really need that information!

Im wondering now who made those quotes. A rather morose person whose idea of inspiring people is rather...well, macabre would be a strong word, but almost there.
And the shop actually approved that calendar, and have happily distributed it to so many ppl! Geez!

Well, now the thing is, what do I do with the calendar? It is otherwise, rather decent a one.
The world and I


Some things can get irritating if we pay attention to them. Sometimes longer term association may make them bugging.
For example, the click-to-close pens. The creator obviously had the bes to hintentions in his/her mind while making it, but i dont think they ever considered the clickety-click sound they make on every opening-closing cycle. Press down - refill emerges with a satisfying click!, press the side bar, refill vanishes with an extremely fact thrilling CLICK! Wow! *Beam* Thats how they must have seen them. Those charming pens them!

However, impulsive-compulsive behavior is common amongst people with minds elsewhere, if I may be polite. Hence, while talking on the phone, while talking face to face, while sitting idly, while absically not using the hands, the fingers tend to move. What easier than to click a pen shut and open? clickety-clack! Till the other person goes crazy.

I thought the girl in college who found this offensive was over the edge. What I didnt realise was that I was lucky to be not sitting beside someone with that problem. In office however, its tougher than in college. You can shout at someone in college. You cant do that to your boss in office. Not with the pen, not with the constant drumming on the table.
Not with your collegaue, not in front of others.

Once your mind pinpoints the reason for discomfort (i.e. the repetitive tuneless sound) it just cannot let go of it. The sound just seems to grow, loom larger in your mind till it is difficult to concentrate on the task at hand. YOu start having fantasies...of jumping wildly and breaking the pen, the arm and neck of the colleague. Of showering sudden lethal blows on your colleague....of...

Sigh. however, you grin and bear it. You tell the other person to stop. You hope he will listen. You ask him again to stop. You play music on heaphones. You try and ignoe. And if all else fails, go out for a cup of coffee.
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