Friday, May 23, 2008

Snap* and zone out

ADD: Attention-deficit disorder

Ok, so it sounds common enough, but is it? I seem to have it (at least i think i do), but in my defence, what is the need to hold your attention towards one thing for more than 5 minutes? Isn’t that the sole reason that edged man to create the internet, cable television, or for that matter numerous relationships in the first place. So that we don’t bore ourselves with the same repetitive, mundane thing/work/people (take your pick). Me, i tick all three (although my list is longer).
Medical science has a way of making everything sound contagious, deadly and definitely undesirable. I for one have no problem embracing this wonderful disorder which takes over me, simply (and very efficiently) when my mind flashes the “BORED” card. Snap* and zone out.
Ok, so maybe its not good for business, but heck, most people aren’t that good at their job anyway; and those who are, well the few hours of good work that you churn out, will take you through most of the day (if not the week, he he).

So, here's a feeler of what ADD might feel like:
1. A sense of underachievement, of not meeting one’s goals (regardless of how much one has actually accomplished).
This one is great because you can climb Mt Everest and your natty little mind won’t bother registering it, so you are more than likely to do it all over again just to prove to yourself, you can. Now, what’s wrong with that, isn’t that how we were raised to feel like, to begin with? Are we calling it a disease now? (*Subliminal message to all parents*)

2. Difficulty getting organized.
Thank God I can pin that on ADD, lest you think i might actually be lazy or simply didn't give a shit.

3. Chronic procrastination or trouble getting started.
Oh, this one is too easy.

4. A tendency to say what comes to mind without necessarily considering the timing or appropriateness of the remark.
OK, so this is where i sell this disease/condition to you full throttle and you fall for it hook, line and sinker. Ever felt like a complete bitch, and not felt sorry for an instant that you are? Called people names behind their backs, sat around at the chai-wallah and had four rounds of chai just because there was too much ammo moving around in front of you, for you to let go? You just had to sit around and bitch, just a lil bit more? If yes, welcome to my little circle of the ADD appreciators.

5. An intolerance of boredom.
yawn*

6. A tendency toward addictive behaviour.
Yes, I am a chain (takes a drag) smoker. Its all ADD, all the way baby!


7. Often creative, intuitive, highly intelligent
Seriously, who in their right mind would call this a disease?

Hippocrates described a person suffering from ADD rather aptly, "quickened responses to sensory experience, but also less tenaciousness because the soul moves on quickly to the next impression".

So sue me, for my mind is fickle.

(For people who don’t seem too convinced about the up's of ADD, Hippocrates also came up with a remedy for this "disorder", barley rather than wheat bread, fish rather than meat, water drinks, and many natural and diverse physical activities)
Take note, you terribly boring people.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

My brain said so


It’s strange. When you have so much to say, you end up saying nothing. That’s the case with me at least. My head usually brims with ideas and just when I decide to put pen to paper, it does a CtrlA+Del. Which having helped me up my doodling skills severely (to the delight of my co-workers), leaves me deeply perturbed sometimes. I guess everyone has their own way of self-expression, mine just happens to take the shape of a Rat superhero with a great costume and his very own collection of super cheeses. Now maybe my blank (or so I think) mind is trying to tell me something here. It figures me for a rat that goes on doing his job submissively everyday (no figuring out required here) and maybe one day wants to rise above (thus the ever original cape). And anyone who knows me well enough knows of that special relationship I share with cheese. So, maybe even a blank, numb mind is capable of churning out thoughts that ordinarily one would not credit it with. I do (or so my brain would have me think).