Wednesday, May 20, 2009

IS!

This is story of an IS and IS, about how they became IS n IS, and nobody knows what the present is, and future will be. :) Somebody told me that I should write this story and the philosophical interpretation of IS (though I doubt there is one)!


Now my story starts on a day in the month of the May and continues....


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There were two people who had never known of either's existence before they met. One day they met, and that too in a strange way, when the female IS, was worried abt her room mate who had promised to turn up on a particular date. She, being new in the place felt all alone and sad, for her friend hadn't appeared on the promised date. She went all alone to the mess, listening to the radio over her headset, and started eating her dinner.
Well, she met the officemate of her friend and asked whether she had come back. (That's part of another story...) The OM didn't seem to hear and she repeated the ques in Hindi, which definitely caught his attention (we may say he was wonderstruck)! With this OM was our male IS (of whom our female IS had not taken notice of; or atleast misunderstood as somebody else). Well... this OM commented abt the Hindi and our hero asked her "how many languages do you know?"; she replied 4 and he called her dangerous! :)

One day (rather night) she met him in our OM's and roommate's office, when her friend had atlast returned and all were sitting peacefully after a long day's (!!!!!) tiring work! All of a sudden, the original office people decided to "pair" the two outsiders. Our male IS, was talking abt some lonesome, rich, insecure girl (though the original words used by him is censored here), and OM found a lonesome, insecure girl in our heroine and decided to "marry" them off! Well the "wedding date" was fixed, based on some wierd calculations involving birthdays and ages and so on ;but for the time being, they were declared a pair. Then our 'friend' took photos (for our hero wanted only to work with female photographers) and OM suggested a family photograph; but the newly wed were very decent that they sat in their respective chairs and gave a photograph.

OM suggested taking our heroine to the terrace , but our hero was again extra decent. :) But what to call? That was a problem. So our 'smart, intelligent,beautiful' young lady (the heroine) found out a solution.

"What would you call your fiancee?",she thought.
"Would be".
'Would be'----> future.
SO; present of 'Would be' = IS.
This is how the usage 'IS' was coined.

"IS is my IS!"; exclaimed OM and approved it.

And they continued and continue to be IS and IS (only "officially") till today. What will happen from this point of time is unknown; but lets hope they always continue to be "IS" & "IS" at heart in every respect.

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That's all for the story, but I actually don't know how to express the philosophical meaning of IS. The person who gave the suggestion to write this story may interpret and express it. :)

PS: "IS" misses "IS"
For "IS's" smile lits up "IS's" heart,
And "IS" is so cute that "IS" can't help admiring IS!
"IS" is "IS's" good friend.
"IS" is "IS's" "IS"!

9 comments:

  1. creativity at its thought-provoking best or
    a leaf fallen from life?

    quite interesting anyway ...

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  2. I guess it is my turn to write something, since I put the idea of writing about IS into her head in the first place. See, as far as I am concerned, IS is the primal verb, which ontologically precedes all other verbs; for IS is existence itself, which of course precedes action of any other nature. We may go further and espouse the existentialist credo of existence preceding essence, and claim that by virtue of this IS is something that escapes definition. We know it IS, but we don't know what it IS, a-priori.

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  3. But of course, I must add, although we don't know what it is a-priori, it nevertheless IS, and contains in it the potential of a WILL BE. So friends, let us rejoice!! :)

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  4. I don't know I am correct... Any way.. it is not a story ... it is some kind of feeling in your mind.

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  5. Its a story. Anything can be a story. :)

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  6. oh! my god............
    evakku vattayi. i lost my best friend

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  7. abbreviations should be mentioned beforehand to avoid confusions among readers.
    ending ws not clear to me.
    plz elaborate.

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