There comes a time when everybody wants a change in habits. There's been no change in any of my habits, its more of a modification actually. Writing long winded articles is a habit of sorts as I write but I'm discovering that of late writing about a lot of things is more my style. Or..is it?
Well so here's my attempt. My mind's been rather obsessed with all things beautiful in the world of linguistics. :)
Before i obsess over JUST one word. Let me run you through the other words that I'm falling in love with- To start with
1. Ephemeral. It basically means short lived. But i love the imagery it produces in my head.
2. Sesquipedalian. Given to using long words.
3. Susurrus. A whisper.
and then there were the usual words we bump into that i like- Quintessence, Diaphanous & Iridescent.
Now that I've punched in all the words, I'll now turn to the one word I've come to adore.-
Serendipity.
'A happy accident' or 'A pleasant surprise'.
There's something about this word, the way it rolls off my tongue- Se-Ren-Di-Pi-Ty- that feels vaguely pleasing..nice.. to the mind. MY mind.
It was one of those days when i was bored, internet being a good place to vent your anger or in this case- boredom- I decided to take my chances & logged on to the world wide web. After a few minutes of aimless meandering i finally decided to google the word. I've known the word for quite a while now, its hard to miss when you're surrounded by & live among the tools of mass propagation of pop culture. Getting to the point- A pretty word i was sure would have a pretty meaning. And true to my prediction that was exactly how it was! A vague feeling, a vague meaning. (No wonder it was voted top among the list of toughest words in English translation wise).
I have another habit. When i pick up a word I particularly like, I prefer to induct it into my vocab by using it to death. But this word- Serendipity, It was just impossible to use in any of my day to day sentences or phrases. And that was when I realized that i needed to engineer an accident-of the pleasant kind- in my life. And this, I'm in DIRE need of!
Which brings me to the next point- Boredom.
I'm a healthy, able-bodied 18 year old girl at college who despite having every possible mode of entertainment & fun, very sadly is sickeningly prone to debilitating bouts of ennui. And NO, I'm not a part of the British Aristocracy.
The lifelessness of my life struck me just yesterday. I was at the cultural fest of a famous college in the city. And i look around & i look around. This was what i saw the whole afternoon- Pretty girl, plenty of pretty friends, she links arms with an attractive boy(s), laughs at something presumably funny or witty, tosses back hair & sips on a cup of iced tea or cold coffee, screws her eyes in concentration as she takes in her surroundings & the people around her, leans over, passes a comment, coterie looks around at the object of interest, titter in unison, sips on iced tea.
And there i was, me with another female friend & a bunch of male friends whom we crossed or bumped into every now & then. It surely was an eye opening experience. And I'd actually thought that these kind f scenes were exclusive to books, movies & music videos.
It was a sad sad sight. To be young and to not have a social life that hit the roof, mine actually couldn't even shoot upto a level as high as the lamp. That paints quite the picture doesn't it?
Talking about less depressing events. Vishwaroopam. The movie continues to face a very unjust ban in Tamil Nadu. Not that I'm hopping mad to see the movie, I'm just concerned about the state of our society & what this ban really reflects. And that my friends, isn't a very pretty reflection. At times i find myself wondering if we live in a democracy or a rule of the goondas type anarchy. Yeah. It has become THAT tough to differentiate between the two in this big fat country.
Coming to the end-
Then how did my weekend finally end? A tummy pain. *makes a face*
I really need to butter up lady luck. Haven't really made the effort to stay in her good books :D
Well so here's my attempt. My mind's been rather obsessed with all things beautiful in the world of linguistics. :)
Before i obsess over JUST one word. Let me run you through the other words that I'm falling in love with- To start with
1. Ephemeral. It basically means short lived. But i love the imagery it produces in my head.
2. Sesquipedalian. Given to using long words.
3. Susurrus. A whisper.
and then there were the usual words we bump into that i like- Quintessence, Diaphanous & Iridescent.
Now that I've punched in all the words, I'll now turn to the one word I've come to adore.-
Serendipity.
'A happy accident' or 'A pleasant surprise'.
There's something about this word, the way it rolls off my tongue- Se-Ren-Di-Pi-Ty- that feels vaguely pleasing..nice.. to the mind. MY mind.
It was one of those days when i was bored, internet being a good place to vent your anger or in this case- boredom- I decided to take my chances & logged on to the world wide web. After a few minutes of aimless meandering i finally decided to google the word. I've known the word for quite a while now, its hard to miss when you're surrounded by & live among the tools of mass propagation of pop culture. Getting to the point- A pretty word i was sure would have a pretty meaning. And true to my prediction that was exactly how it was! A vague feeling, a vague meaning. (No wonder it was voted top among the list of toughest words in English translation wise).
I have another habit. When i pick up a word I particularly like, I prefer to induct it into my vocab by using it to death. But this word- Serendipity, It was just impossible to use in any of my day to day sentences or phrases. And that was when I realized that i needed to engineer an accident-of the pleasant kind- in my life. And this, I'm in DIRE need of!
Which brings me to the next point- Boredom.
I'm a healthy, able-bodied 18 year old girl at college who despite having every possible mode of entertainment & fun, very sadly is sickeningly prone to debilitating bouts of ennui. And NO, I'm not a part of the British Aristocracy.
The lifelessness of my life struck me just yesterday. I was at the cultural fest of a famous college in the city. And i look around & i look around. This was what i saw the whole afternoon- Pretty girl, plenty of pretty friends, she links arms with an attractive boy(s), laughs at something presumably funny or witty, tosses back hair & sips on a cup of iced tea or cold coffee, screws her eyes in concentration as she takes in her surroundings & the people around her, leans over, passes a comment, coterie looks around at the object of interest, titter in unison, sips on iced tea.
And there i was, me with another female friend & a bunch of male friends whom we crossed or bumped into every now & then. It surely was an eye opening experience. And I'd actually thought that these kind f scenes were exclusive to books, movies & music videos.
It was a sad sad sight. To be young and to not have a social life that hit the roof, mine actually couldn't even shoot upto a level as high as the lamp. That paints quite the picture doesn't it?
Talking about less depressing events. Vishwaroopam. The movie continues to face a very unjust ban in Tamil Nadu. Not that I'm hopping mad to see the movie, I'm just concerned about the state of our society & what this ban really reflects. And that my friends, isn't a very pretty reflection. At times i find myself wondering if we live in a democracy or a rule of the goondas type anarchy. Yeah. It has become THAT tough to differentiate between the two in this big fat country.
Coming to the end-
Then how did my weekend finally end? A tummy pain. *makes a face*
I really need to butter up lady luck. Haven't really made the effort to stay in her good books :D
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