actuality.log


Saturday, August the 20th, 2005

Or however it’s spelt.

Marking this and the other related-religious-event that is the “Gayathri Japam” (or however that’s spelt too), I got a bunch of calls from people regarding “implementation details”. By which I mean, they called me up and gave me instructions on how I should go about doing things, now that I am alone and all.

Like hello, firstly, I’ve not been at home for over three years, if you haven’t noticed. So if I didn’t or didn’t know how to do things the last year, or the year before last, little is going to change with a few phone calls. This stuff is elaborate, complicated, and you know it.

Anyway, I hate it when I’m-technically-not-lying but really-am-in-spirit. I was talking to my thatha (grand dad) a couple of evenings ago, and he goes, “So you know what to do and when right?”. My response? “Thatha, I got a tape”.

See? I didn’t say yes I will, or yes I do know what to do. I said “I got a tape”. (Note, not even “Sure Thatha, I got a tape”.)

I didn’t even say this was one of those religious-implementation-detail-describing tapes, it could have been an old Oasis tape or something. If they proceed to assume I have this tape, and it holds enough information AND I will actually use it, it’s their assumption right? I mean, I didn’t—technically—lie.

I do this sort of thing so often, it’s not even funny. I never say no to people. I never lie. I rarely say anything to anyone that they aren’t willing to hear. Yet I always end up doing exactly what I want, when I want, and rarely what they assumed I would. (My mom was probably the first to catch on, but even she couldn’t do anything about it. Normal conversation at home, since the time I could speak—”Clean your room H”. “Sure thing ma”. (Note I didn’t say when.))

I always get away on technicalities. I used to think that’s smart. A few-failed-relationships later, I realize women, and people in general, don’t want cute equivocation, they want the truth.

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11 Responses to “Avani Avittam”

  1. pul| says:

    I’m just curious. Do you want to do it but are lazy to do it OR you don’t want to do it at all?

  2. wahgnube says:

    Neither.

    I don’t know how to do any of this “properly” so end up doing whatever I can. And “truthfully-lie” about this to anyone who asks.

  3. Vigvg says:

    Heh. I laid little while lies all over the place to escape having to do all that stuff under my patti’s supervision.

    Yup. The fires are roaring down then. I can hear em calling already.

  4. wahgnube says:

    White lies are alright. Of course, there are grades of white.

  5. Me says:

    Sure. We want the truth. Coarse and unaltered. Makes things a lot less complicated. The pinprick could hurt, but is way better than delusions.

  6. Me says:

    Course. You do what you want. All the while, the other person thinks they are listening to what they want. Duality. Really, what is the problem with the world?

  7. wahgnube says:

    Ah, the Georgia Tech IP. Awesome!

  8. Me says:

    How have you been?

  9. wahgnube says:

    The usual. Goofed off all summer travelling and what not.

    Now forced to scramble like a maniac to keep from getting booted off the programme.

    The usual.

  10. Me says:

    Great. Travelling is fun. Different people, places, culture, food, lifestyles, sights, smells, sounds…oh, what fun.
    Churning papers for conferences should be a problem, I suppose, with non-existent research.

  11. wahgnube says:

    And they are.


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