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Reboot the Universe - Part 1

Let me warn you first. This is going to be a damn serious reading.

I have access to a certain secret button. The button that reboots the Universe!

At this point, if you are my wife or anyone else that doesn’t take me seriously, you better quit reading. If you are chatty Praful, naughty Babul, genius-explored Thakkali, genius-unexplored Hendry I, genius-recently-explored Henry A, Hilarious K, Cy - a big Welcome! If you are a stranger here, you have beaten an odd of 2,317,563,890,001 : 1 in hitting an intelligent blog. Congrats! If you are me, you are really sexy, sensational, cool, etc etc and btw finish writing this fast.

It all started when she settled in the Starbucks at 11AM, Latitude14° 35’ N and Longitude 120° 57E. It was a working day. Hush, don’t ask. She is random. Dazzlingly random. And she needs to be in random places to get into her genius moments. But that crumby place was so noisy that she had to plead God’s help. Then she suddenly realized (or over heard from the noises across?) that everyone in the universe has the same set of problems! And she whined, “Whats wrong with the Universe”. I was washing the dishes on that same working day at 11.10AM, Latitude 1°, 14E and Longitude 103°, 55E. Hush, I am random too. And I do things too to get into my genius moments.

I heard her. First of all everybody is facing problems. Thats bad enough. And its the same set of problems? Thats boring enough. So I offered to help – "Do you want me to reboot the universe"? Who can resist that?

Wait, I feel like a nap. Too much oily food over lunch. Yaaawwwwwww……

Back again. Yes, about rebooting the universe! Here is the truth in some details. My access to the button is not direct. But my earlier statement is still technically correct. I know the Master of the universe. ( No, S. Its not you! ) She knows where the button is. And she is not in Vogsphere or some unknown planet on the edge of the universe. She lives on this very earth. Are you surprised? Well, I guess she is random too. Do I have to cross 7 dark matter mountains, 7 seas, kick the prime-minister's cat and pee on president’s cactus to get to her? Nope. This is the age of communications! She is just a telepathy call away...

Will continue in the next post. It will get even more serious.

Comments

  1. Comments reserved till end of how many ever parts more to come.

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  2. I am not the Master of the Universe? Dang! how random is that?! :)

    But wait, what guarantee do you have that rebooting the universe will present us with a different set of problems? Or, better still, no problems? If the universe runs on Windows, God help us all!

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  3. Where did my comment go? Did you make it disappear?

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  4. Taks, probably 3 parts max. Thanks, will wait for your comments.

    S, think you have uncovered a blogger bug :) I would very much like to see that. Pleassseeee repost. Thanks.

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  5. hmm I second Krishnan.will reserve comments til i get to read the other serious parts of the serious stuff .... btw shld i call in for ambulance :-) hmm i must tell u .. u r one happening person and all serious things happen in ur life :-) (i ve this doubt it happens or u make it happen? :-) hahahha :-)

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  6. S (with incurable delusional disorders), your questions do help to add depth to my next parts. Thanks.

    Vinodha, thanks for the comment. Yea, get the ambulance ready :) Not everything happen to me. Its mostly on the expense of other people :)) I try to keep my eyes and ears open.

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  7. the reason i commented on facebook that there is no compelling reason to reboot the universe is this: if you are going to liken the universe to a server, there is no error with the server actually. but if the user is dumb then the server will not function well for reasons such as 1. did not maintain well, 2. do not know how to use and 3. does not acknowledge his lack of knowhow ;p so the universe in itself is actually working in a rhythm, its us humans thats causing all these problems

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  8. @Queen : I like that thinking. Nothing ever is wrong with the mainframes :))

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