All my life, Crossword puzzles have been on my list of fav time-pass things. Crosswords clues come in two sets-easy and cryptic. I, like any other back-bencher would choose the easy set. But the word 'cryptic' got etched into my mind. Cryptic-A mysterious word meaning mystery. There was something attractive about that word.
This evening, when I sit with my cuppa and stare at nowhere with thoughts floating on my mind, I wonder about this word again. I wonder whether its for the good or bad that it exists? Its good that it exists because it keeps you wondering about something mysterious, kindles your creative grey cells and makes you spin a story around it. Bad because, man! we already have hell a lot of confusions in life. Who the hell needs another one now? Why cant we keep it simple silly?
Things have been cryptic since the time our developmental milestones starting developing. "Where the hell did I land up?!", I'm sure that question would have popped in all our Einstein-brains the day our Apgar score was recorded.Our first cryptic puzzle!. Six months down the lane, the 'mechanism' by which the rattle made the sound was cryptic.Why weren't we taken to pre-school when the moon was up? Why were we dressed as flowers and birds for the school play? Why was I supposed to study how many wives a particular king had centuries ago? Why was my high-school uniform skirt 'supposed' to be as long as my legs went? Why would that lady in XXL sized jogging clothes stare at me when I rode pillion on a guy's bike?Why did the professors have their pride ride high on the assumption that they were Hitler's kin? Why did all the exams start immediately after a weekend?Who is that insane moron who deserves to be lynched for introducing post-graduation courses? Best of all, what the hell on earth does marriage 'actually' mean? Phew! My head is off for a spin now!
Cryptic. Mystery. Leaves you wondering at times, and admiring it at times. But one thing happens always - you end up confused. Happens all the time. In everyday life. Wanna check? Haven't you ever had question marks about the umpteen things in life? Like, What your colleagues have judged you as is cryptic. Why do people around you give you that look is cryptic.What does your friend's facebook status actually mean is cryptic. Will the money in your wallet be enough to ask her on a date? Cryptic. Are you one on his list of girls or his only girl? Cryptic. Why do sweet surprises happen? Why does a bad day turn up? Cryptic. Relationships? Venus v/s Mars? Cryptic. Cryptic-Mystery-Cryptic-Mystery! Oh God!.. Oh yeah, why do we say 'Oh God' when you-know-what? Lol. Cryptic buddy!!
In my earlier article Crossroads, I had written, "We just assume destiny's moves and play along". Damn, I hate contradicting myself, but can we really assume destiny's moves? When we can't guess when our own
kadoos boss will fire us, can we really guess big-boss-destiny's plans? Nah. Destiny is an unsolved mystery, Period! At times, its showers flowers on us. But at times, gives us things we can't accept and when we least expect it. Reality bites and the wound stays for long. Questions make their own list. Why did bad stuff happen in the first place? Why us? Why so soon? Well, that whole thing is cryptic. The more you try to solve the mystery, the more you get stuck in an emotional whirlpool. All that you can do is to have loved ones around to lend you a shoulder, stay strong, do what has to be done, hope for the best and move on.Time shall take best care of the rest. Afterall, everything heals with time.
Haaye, hamaari cryptic zindagi! What else can I say about it? They say there should be something mysterious about a girl for her to seem interesting. Well, in that case, Destiny surely is a moody-super-bitch!.
Chill well this weekend,
Chandana C. Shekar
This evening, when I sit with my cuppa and stare at nowhere with thoughts floating on my mind, I wonder about this word again. I wonder whether its for the good or bad that it exists? Its good that it exists because it keeps you wondering about something mysterious, kindles your creative grey cells and makes you spin a story around it. Bad because, man! we already have hell a lot of confusions in life. Who the hell needs another one now? Why cant we keep it simple silly?
Things have been cryptic since the time our developmental milestones starting developing. "Where the hell did I land up?!", I'm sure that question would have popped in all our Einstein-brains the day our Apgar score was recorded.Our first cryptic puzzle!. Six months down the lane, the 'mechanism' by which the rattle made the sound was cryptic.Why weren't we taken to pre-school when the moon was up? Why were we dressed as flowers and birds for the school play? Why was I supposed to study how many wives a particular king had centuries ago? Why was my high-school uniform skirt 'supposed' to be as long as my legs went? Why would that lady in XXL sized jogging clothes stare at me when I rode pillion on a guy's bike?Why did the professors have their pride ride high on the assumption that they were Hitler's kin? Why did all the exams start immediately after a weekend?Who is that insane moron who deserves to be lynched for introducing post-graduation courses? Best of all, what the hell on earth does marriage 'actually' mean? Phew! My head is off for a spin now!
Cryptic. Mystery. Leaves you wondering at times, and admiring it at times. But one thing happens always - you end up confused. Happens all the time. In everyday life. Wanna check? Haven't you ever had question marks about the umpteen things in life? Like, What your colleagues have judged you as is cryptic. Why do people around you give you that look is cryptic.What does your friend's facebook status actually mean is cryptic. Will the money in your wallet be enough to ask her on a date? Cryptic. Are you one on his list of girls or his only girl? Cryptic. Why do sweet surprises happen? Why does a bad day turn up? Cryptic. Relationships? Venus v/s Mars? Cryptic. Cryptic-Mystery-Cryptic-Mystery! Oh God!.. Oh yeah, why do we say 'Oh God' when you-know-what? Lol. Cryptic buddy!!
In my earlier article Crossroads, I had written, "We just assume destiny's moves and play along". Damn, I hate contradicting myself, but can we really assume destiny's moves? When we can't guess when our ownkadoos boss will fire us, can we really guess big-boss-destiny's plans? Nah. Destiny is an unsolved mystery, Period! At times, its showers flowers on us. But at times, gives us things we can't accept and when we least expect it. Reality bites and the wound stays for long. Questions make their own list. Why did bad stuff happen in the first place? Why us? Why so soon? Well, that whole thing is cryptic. The more you try to solve the mystery, the more you get stuck in an emotional whirlpool. All that you can do is to have loved ones around to lend you a shoulder, stay strong, do what has to be done, hope for the best and move on.Time shall take best care of the rest. Afterall, everything heals with time.
Haaye, hamaari cryptic zindagi! What else can I say about it? They say there should be something mysterious about a girl for her to seem interesting. Well, in that case, Destiny surely is a moody-super-bitch!.
Chill well this weekend,
Chandana C. Shekar

2 comments:
ok ok:)
wud hav been had u kept it short n simple ;)
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