Musings of mine: Rambling Mind on This and That #10

Quote of the day: 

Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings. -Robert Benchley

What Do You Think of Before Falling Asleep

Getting into bed is not the hard part but actually falling asleep is. You see there are two kinds of people in the world; those who can literally fall asleep on their feet (think Mr. Bean), and those who have a hard time sleeping. But that's another tale for a different day. It's the random thoughts that materialize from nowhere right when you get comfortable in bed that gets me. Where do they come from? The other day I closed my eyes and instead of dreamy clouds to quieten my otherwise overworked brain, I lay there thinking about how everything in that room was made by someone else. The bed frame, the mattress, the sheets, pillow cases and the duck feathers within, the carpet, wardrobe, door and door handle, walls and paint, window, blah blah blah. And although I couldn't see in the dark it didn't matter, because my brain had a 3D picture stored away and kept analyzing every piece of item in the room. I don't quite remember the last item my brain thought of before I dozed off.

Forget Me Not

Sooner or later it will happen to you. You will run into someone who you've met before and in that moment of randomness you will forget their name, even though they remember yours and even address you by it. You will blank out and a thousand names will scuttle audaciously through your mind. Thing is which one is the right one? You don't want to get their name wrong but yet you don't want to admit that you don't remember. The solution? Exchange numbers and in the process have them save their own name in your phone. And as you shake hands, hug, or whatever, look them in the eye and say nice seeing you again (insert phone saved name here).

Child Genius

There I sat stunned into silence a few minutes after stumbling on a TV show that paired a couple of so called 'highly gifted' 9-13 year-old kids against each other in the race to become Britain's 'Child Genius'. What were you doing at 9? I certainly wasn't no genius. What bothered me wasn't the fact that these kids can be said to be smarter than you and I, often answering math questions without blinking an eye or using a calculator (A sample question that was asked- Calculate the following - multiply 22 by 4, subtract 23, multiply by 6, and finally divide by 3), no, no, what bothered me was the fact that we are never satisfied and must find new ways to entertain ourselves. Soaps, documentaries, reality shows, sports, drama, kids/children shows, cookery, shopping, sitcom, animal/wildlife, music, travel/holiday, and a thousand other things to watch. Yet we still complain about being bored and not having anything to watch.

Door Man

Do you hold the door open for others? If you answered yes you may proceed with the rest of this story. On the other hand if you answered no, I'll let visitors leave comments about what your punishment should be. So if you answered yes, this goes to you. Have you ever held the door open for someone who either takes too long to get to you or wastes no time at all but does not acknowledge your effort with a simple thank you? There is a special place someone where for such folk. But let's reverse that scenario. Have you ever had to quicken your pace because some good soul plenty of feet away is holding the door for you? It is at that moment you throw pride away and run like your life depends on it.


Peace. Love. Light* 





Current Listen: Quincy Jones -Summer In the City