Talking from the Origin of Civilization

I should say I have been to the most remote'st' of places the last five years. The day I left home ..I started my journey. Never really happy about the place I am in, I chose to move onn. Starting from Chennai (erstwhile Madras) I first saw what Trichy looked like, only to be shocked to see how primitive a place could get. Later did I realize that it wasnt all that bad. The world did have places like Mandayoor, Pudukottai, Aarnathangi, Avoor, Karur, Madurai, Palayamkottai to beat trichy in the race backwards. These places I guess had preffered to stay at the origin of civilization..."absolute conservation" could be thier theme.
The floors were mostly packed earth.Dust filled roads, rickety buses, broken pavement (forcing a million people on to the roads), fused traffic lights and a confused policeman wearing a khaki uniform adding to the woes, is something all the above places share in them.Yea there were big ruts too...sometimes overpopulated rat holes.

However primitive they looked these places still had some charm in them. Maybe its the liveliness of the eastern hemisphere that made the difference. The roads no matter how dirty, were always full of people running in all possible directions. There was the usual honking, yelling, screaming and all other possible activities involving higher decibels. You never felt you are in a country deprived of vocal cord. They were all good places though I never realized then. "Arbutus" opened my eyes atlast.
Arbutus? Aint that a wierd thing to call a place in the first place? That is where I live now. Clean...green...disciplined...and boring.Thats all arbutus is about.

CAUGHT IN THE MOO MOO FARM !!!

"If you are a vegetarian just to be nice to animals then why do you eat thier food?" - unknown

I eat anything that has life and tastes good, if the thing moves the better it is. Chicken, Mutton, Beef, Pork, Rabbbit. You name it..I have it. Maybe not Anaconda. A life without these would certainly not be worth living. They look good in the wild and tastes awesome in the mouth. The world is definetly what it is because of these self-sacrificing animals. I had lived 21 years appreciating the way they accumalate the taste in their body untill I decided to set out and take a long journey through generations of a bloodline and through the realms and countries of the world to reconquer the lands that was taken away from our apparently red coloured ancestors.


But on landing in this ' Once upon a time homeland' of mine my priorities changed direction. I decided to settle down in the green pastures of Aldgate and research on five new death skills: Death Construction, Death Summoning, NecromanZy, Darksmithery and Mysticism not realizing the trouble I was running myself into. The 'MOO MOO FARM' with its friendly annoying animals were waiting all year long for my arrival.

One 'not so' fine afternoon I knock on the abandoned gates of "4704" to find myself caught in the terrifying 'Moo Moo farm' with three herbivores with distinct dissimalrities. One looked like the mutated monkey that went missing a couple of days back from the San Diego zoo and was very particular about having fresh grass with cereals for breakfast.
Then there was this mammal who got trained in some circus to look funny along all known geometric planes. Somewhere along evolution this cow (bull rather) developed a taste for creatures that fly- a possible hypothesis as to how birds got extinct in the Moo Moo farm. On selective days when the 23 celestial bodies formed a octogen in the northern side of the dark sky this creature would slaughter 83 (very specific about this number too) flying species and drink its blood raw.On all other days he would feed on Ryegrass.
The third was a creature that crawled down from saltmarsh during winter. Alcoholic grass and poppy plants are its favorite cuisine. Quiet till he yells, this bull would sleep all day long if not scared by thoughts of himself. Being particularly hydrophobic he would chase you to death if you happen to sprinkle water on him.
4704 was not like any other place in Aldgate. It probably is a testimony to the statement that there is a hell in every heaven. Come winter, the growls (Moo Moos) of these creatures could be heard as far as Belwood county.
A wizard struggles to create a new life for himself in Aldgate, where he is forced to deal with personal demons from his life.How he takes on the inhabitants of the Moo Moo farm.....and avenge the injustice done to his ancestors......all in the next edition - " Rumble in the Moo Moo farm"!!!!!
Till I feel like continuing this crap hold your breath....

DISCOVERING THE UN-NATURAL SELF

Does getting into a 747 and flying 5946 miles across the pale bule waters of Atlantic change a person drastically enough that he refuses to recognize his past? Afterall that isnt any big a deal. Many others have done that before, staying sane. Then why do some people force themselves into this often stressful artificial self?
Ofcourse Darwin said that quick adaptation is the key to evolution but that doesnt mean you imbibe whatever you see around not giving a thought about its necessity. Cows dont need claws to eat grass in the savana.Do they?

Perhaps its just that they dont have a past worth preserving....