Eggeterian Seed (Archive)

15th Oct, 2002.

Heard her say, "Chicken!",
And I as I went down to the farm,
I saw her as she stood there,
Dressed in blue,
God, warm.
Sweat beads.
I was the eggeterian seed.

So as I walked on towards her,
Wondering
Straining..
To hear the words,
And give her a lead,
I was the eggeterian seed.
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Hooker's green deep,
I watched her weep in the fields.
And I moved on,
And gave her no heed.
Fuck. I was the eggeterian seed.
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Song: Over My Head (The Fray, How To Save A Life)
Cigarette Count: 2.

There. Its called the Eggeterian Seed. Its about nothing, and it was written in class 12 during the highly uninteresting Computer Science class in a moment of misinspiration. Luckily we had got a substitute teacher for the subject, who taught the other class, and was a wayy better teacher than  the regular one, who had a shockingly high rate of getting knocked up. She probably gave birth to mice. So anyways. There's no real story to this one, except that the final stanza was written a little later after discussing it with Sob Man. He was the one who suggested adding a 'fuck' to the last line of the song, since its supposed to be a post-Nirvana grunge/punk/garage song.

Present. I sleep at 7 in the morning, after coming home from dinner with Smokering and Maddie at Ten the night before. As usual, we sit around and smoke and discuss vedic science and possible career options/moves for us, immediately discarding the possibility of joining some Infosys-like IT company, cuz they ruin your life and leave you with nothing to look back at when you turn 40. I take the last metro home and sit online. Do nothing. Go back to bed at 3. Fail to sleep, and then get up to write the entry below this one. Sleep at 7. Wake up at 2. Go for the 3'0 clock test, find that there's no shift for the test which starts at 3, and end up writing the test at CL itself, scoring an average 37. Parents tell me that they'll be going out for dinner, so I take the oppurtunity to watch 2 martial arts flicks back to back. I watch The Legend Of Drunken Master (Jackie Chan), and Ong Bak (Tony Jaa, Thai movie). Oh. And yeah. Tony Jaa is next in line after Jackie Chan, and way better than Jet Li. He doesn't require ropes to walk on walls and fly, and for a change, has a proper technique (Muay Thai, or Thai Fist).

Aww fuck. I have to get up at 8 to be able to get to Noida by 10. Shall be watching The Departed. Its supposed to be great, and somehow I don't really feel quite as excited about it. I'll be going to Noida for a movie after quite a long time. Almost all the movies I've watched there have been with Anne. The only exceptions being Swades, Rear Window and Batman Begins. This is boring. I have to stop myself from doing such a thing. Writing out boring details from another life. Its 3:30 right now. 4 hours of sleep for me today after a long time. Goodnight.