I don’t know. Spring, I guess.

Human beings are pieces of shit. We eat sleep get drunk get high get stoned fight idealize idolize and more and like a big massive blob of stupidity, we make more of ourselves.The moment we evolved into creatures who could stand up straight from creatures who couldn’t, we thought of ourselves as special. Social sciences map our behaviour and it turns out that once you put one of us in a big group of us, we’re going to behave exactly the same way in a collective personality which is an identity of stupid. Let me emphasize by quoting from the film Fight Club:

Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

But we can’t help it. We’re human. Its human nature. This is how God created us. But God created our highly complex, highly sophisticated, intelligent bodies out of love. Love for us. That should make you feel special, but should not make you revel in it. Because ultimately, we are still human. We lie, cheat, steal, watch porn etcetera etcetera and yet, God loves us the way we are. That is insane.

But all of it – the wondrous beauty of the natural world, the mysteries of the universe, the properties of light as discovered by great scientists like Einstein (“God does not play dice” and a beautiful harmonious unification with Planck’s theories), the magnificence of electrons, quarks, neutrinos, bosons etc etc and etc i.e the micro universe, the neurons of the human brain, the self-regulatory systems of the human body, your fingers, were designed for one and one thing only – God’s glory.

It surprises me that people still deny the existence of God even after all the discoveries we have made through science, technology, rationale and art. Science is built on faith. Philosophy is built on faith. The fact that the earth being in its exact location in its orbit inclined on a 23 degree angle with the perfect mass and right amount of carbon dioxide is not just chance. The fact that you hit your mother’s egg out of a million other sperm first is not just coincidence or a number in a chart.

And yet, all of it. The Egyptians, The Greeks, the Renaissancehuman civilization. Science and philosophy and art. You and I. All for the glory of God. Not you, not me. But for God.

Want a Biscoot?

If you haven’t heard about the intricacies of North-East India, this is an interesting way to start. Look up Biscoot, a design company that also happens to make greeting cards based on the everyday customs of the places that Ben and Sira (managers of Biscoot and old friends of mine) love. Shillong happens to be a common place of affection for all of us. These are a few examples and they excited me terribly when I saw them because its so ridiculously genuine.

But they’re not all about Shillong. So if you’re interested in nice, and let me emphasize novel, greeting cards to grace the Christmas season with, you check out www.facebook.com/Biscoot

 

You either loathe it or laugh at it.

American politics serves merely as entertainment. Nothing more.

Leave My Scarf Alone!

I called my father. In the background I heard this song, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. But I’ve always liked the song since I was a little kid. Memories. :)

Twinkie, anyone?

My first culinary experience in America did not turn out well. When I landed in Washington from a sixteen-hour flight from New Delhi, I had to wait six hours to know that my thirty-minute flight to Roanoke, Virginia, where I was to register at Virginia Tech as a freshmen international student, got cancelled. So I was forced to eat at the bar, which was the only eatery that was open, I took one look at the menu and knew that I had to order the cheapest thing on it. Fish and Chips it was. My food arrived in humongous bowls, brimming with oil, boasting a bright golden crust. It could have easily been made to fit a Viking. I was so turned off by the blunt deep fried nature of the food that I barely managed to eat half of it, all my money wasted. Adjusting to new food usually takes just a few days for my body. But when I got to Blacksburg, within the first week, I passed out for the first time in my life, from diarrhea. I had to miss an orientation day due to my weak condition.

It doesn’t end there. My first few weeks into college and I had already exhausted a quarter of my meal plan. I didn’t understand what was happening. I was always hungry. For instance, if I had soup and a bagel back home, that would have sustained me for half of the day because of my small build – five two, 42 kg (92 lbs). But that same amount would not sustain me here. Looking to compromise with the amount of food I ate, I would buy more salads; unfortunately more protein and thus more sustenance is available in two spoons of cooked vegetables and bacon than from a whole $8 bowl of raw salad. For a college student, it’s a waste of money. And I was not the only one with the same complaint. A friend of mine from China told me she had the same problem. She was always hungry, even after a three-course meal. In my third week, I had an appointment with the doctor and they checked me in as 104 lbs. I had gained five kg in three weeks? I started to panic. It did not make sense.

As I met more people and talked with them about food, they told me that a lot of the food in America is mixed with preservatives, so that they last longer, which means a lot of the food is packed. This is obviously not a new concept. In Shillong, India, the place where I’m from however, packed food was so rare it was a luxury. Our grocery supplies rely primarily on farmers across the state, which is transported to the capital, Shillong by late morning. Packaged food is just not interesting for us, and is more expensive than local food. We do have our share of junk food in terms of street food, burgers and fries and of course our Oreos and Pringles and such, but no one has gotten fat to the point of hospitalization. Our staple diet still consists of fresh foods grown by local farmers or by farmers in the neighboring states, sold affordably. If you take a walk along the streets of Shillong on a normal weekday, you would find only one out of seventy people who are actually overweight. At the same time, no one starves.

Ninety percent of the food in America contains artificial preservatives and additives. And we all know what these chemicals can do in the long run, besides abetting disorders, cancers and other health related problems like nausea and headaches – they cause us to crave more. Artificial sweeteners do nothing but confuse your body. Continuing to observe the food habits of my American friends, I realized that because they grew up with brightly packaged foods around, they developed a taste for all things rich, so that whenever they see an ice-cream sundae sprinkled with chocolate on top, they immediately display an “Oh-My-God-That-Looks-Good” craving. It’s the Twinkie Culture. Worst of all, their bodies develop a resistance to the several toxins that are present in North-American food.

The technology that is available today makes for a great deal of possibilities. Why then, with the increasing use of Genetically Modified Organisms and Pesticides to make our food healthier, we are only becoming unhealthier? According to CDC, one-third of U.S adults and 17 percent of children and adolescents are obese, while 65 percent of the U.S adult population is overweight. The journal of Economics and Human Biology published a study led by Zagorsky in 2009 stating that women who were users of food stamps (SNAP) weigh 5.8 pounds more than the average American woman. There are several other studies that link people in the lower income category with obesity. How can people stay below the obesity line if the prices for fruits and vegetables, grown with relatively little government support, have steadily increased by nearly 40% in the past 20 years?

CALPIRG published a report that stated that America pays enough taxes for each taxpayer to buy 19 Twinkies a year, which would cover only one-fourth of an apple bite in the same period of time. $16.9 billion in federal subsidies goes to producers and others in the business of corn syrup, high fructose corn syrup, corn starch and soy oils, according to the report.  Where do organic farms, or for that matter, local farms come into the picture? According to Environmental Working Group, only 10 percent of farmers collected 74 percent of subsidy payments while 64 percent of farmers did not. The loss of small farms not only hurt the environment but also hurt our health. If the U.S government can spend $167.3 billion in commodity subsidies, why can’t it subsidize more organic farms? Why should naturally grown food cost more than extensively grown and processed food?

Over the years, people have tended to blame obesity on things like advertising. Sure, with an expenditure of $40 billion a year, advertising of course plays a major role in the food industry. MacGuffin Films is known for drastically modifying food with artificial substances to make it look appealing on the camera. Every time I go to any of the gyms on campus, I see bright images of steaming grilled chicken on at least one, if not all, of the TV screens. Talk about subliminal advertising. But really, when we look at it as a whole, it comes down to the cost of natural, unprocessed foods. For the 2012 farm bill, the U.S government should look more into subsidizing a variety of organic farms, rather than talk about policies and all the while making people spend enormous amounts of money on health insurance and gym facilities and making them dwell in guilt about eating too much.

The following morning

While leaves dance in ceremony, a tribute to autumn’s homecoming
Morning liquor drips through windowsills of tired eyes
While squirrels are across the fresh mowed grass running
Guilt just leaves its residue behind
and heavy arms and burdened lungs peer through ancient shutters
Strokes of profanity burst into a storm
palms a-clenching, muscles a-cramping, tongues that mutter
In the low-lit rooms of college dorms.

We are God’s Masterpiece.

Stop talking. Let the chiseling begin. : )

When you have too much time on your hands #1

Rubik Art!

By Peter Fecteau

Source

 

 

…And I thought those were prints.

I’ve never seen this kind of skill at work for a mural. That’s a lot of patience. Makes me want to take up design. There’s a lot of inspiration lying around. Just pick up the leftovers to start with.

What is wrong with this picture?

Astronomy, Physics 1105; Prof. N. Arav asks, “What is wrong with this picture?” Showing us an illustration of planet HD 85512b that was recently found and classified as a Goldilocks planet. (Potential for life). Student in the back of the auditorium says very distinctly, “It looks like earth, but its not. Its just pretending to be earth and if they there think they’re better than us, they can screw themselves, because we’re superior!”

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/09/13/science/space/13planet.html?_r=1&ref=astronomyandastrophysics

Dooo Bop. Doopadapa Dooo.

Summer dreams. A toast to those of us who pre-teened in this era. My heart goes out to my little sister and her friends who have to endure varying intense yet ever so subtle versions of hypocrisy, falsity, and corporate propaganda through tools (like the Jonas Brothers.)

You and I are Pretty.

A three piece band from a piece of my own heart: Shillong, India. Brothers Pezo and Riko Kronu on vocals and guitars, Matsram Sangma on Drums. I have to say, the boyish charm accompanied by honest and catchy lyrics that is interlaced in their riffs and in-between notes works very well indeed.

Here’s a relatively old song that they’ve recently recorded. Its been on my playlist on repeat for the past couple of days, because its finally in a playable format.

Listen.

Link to their Page: https://www.facebook.com/streetstoriesband?v=app_178091127385

Bucket List #1

So I’m still pumped with a want of adrenaline after getting back from the Radical Reels Film Festival. And no, its not just one of those hyped things, where I get all excited and after a while leave it for dead, but I’m actually serious. Radical Reels, which is part of a bigger festival (BANFF Mountain Festival) showcases short films that athletes/adrenaline junkies have managed to film during their adventures. It was free, hence, the spent gas down to Roanoke.

Anyway, amongst the pretty sweet videos that document the crazy, sometimes absolutely ridiculous, stuff that people do for a thrill, I finally decided, right then and there that this should be added to my bucket list: Mountain Biking. I had always thought about it, but I have to say, that Follow Me, by Anthill Films inspired me to just do it. I just have to get a job first though!

Link to teaser video: http://www.anthillfilms.com/followme/

Also, not to overload my page with streams of videos, but I liked the general style as well: (For my sake, just pretend you’re watching it on a big HD screen. Its much more effective.)

While I’m on the subject of adventure/sports, I stumbled upon this video today, and I just thought it would be cool to share it with you.

Its a series of one second shots of every place around the world that Rick Mereki, Andrew Lees and Tim White have been to.

MOVE from Rick Mereki on Vimeo.

Do you hear that?

That’s the Sound of Sunshine coming down! I am not going to apologize for the songs. I have been feeling unbelievably hopeful and excited. Not even the Rain and Wind can bring me down. :D

This Wind is Blowing Colder

Zen in the midst of the thunderstorm. Something to keep me calm on the bus rides, with the wind howling outside.
Or else, to accompany us on those long drives in the country, moo moo-s grazing, sun shining.

Its Friday. Tomorrow’s Saturday.

Looks like Irene stopped, said, “Hey! I forgot something…” and came all the way back to Blacksburg.

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