Item Number: Is Will Be Was

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Is Will Be Was

What is, is. But was too, was once is. Will be, will soon be is. So why didn’t was remain is? And why cant is be will be? Uncertainty is the one thing man will never be able to tame.

Some of us live our lives planning for the future. But as the future arrives you realise you’re not quite the ant who saved up for a rainy day. There are quite a few leaks in the roof of life that you didn’t foresee. So now you’re left to plan again. But does it ever become rain proof?

A lot many others believe ‘living in the moment’. They take pride in not planning, living untamed. But they too are victims. They believe in uncertainty. Because they are unsure what tomorrow’s sunrise will bring, they dance tonight.

Is and was has always traumatized me. Much of my time has been spent perfecting is but it soon became was. But not the was that blossomed into is. A different kind of is altogether, which caught me unprepared. Now I’m worried about spending time on is again, will it blossom into will be or new flow charts will have to be drawn.

I’m tired, confused and just want to be.

4 comments:

UnknownAugust 19, 2008 at 4:33 AM
I am sure Swati is on weed........
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GargoyleAugust 19, 2008 at 9:57 AM
You know my phone number.
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HarshaAugust 19, 2008 at 11:02 PM
I'm confused I think..

Either, you're getting over a relationship and unsure about stepping into one. or.. its a job change.
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Extra No:1August 20, 2008 at 12:28 AM
To be able to define is easy. It’s the indefinable that becomes deniable before inexplicable
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About Me

Ok, so I’m 5ft 9, about 139 pounds, big greenish brown eyes, long curvy lashes, a curvier body, soft curly hair and an electrifying smile. This impression exists in my head…and now in yours.

It’s not because what I look like makes me uneasy, but this is the number that I’d like to turn up in, someday.

Hence, the ‘Item Number’. A lot many maybe familiar with the term and all that it implies but for the ignorant read on…

I’ve always associated myself with the term ‘Item Number’ which however until recently was a phrase loosely used in Bollywood to describe a filler, a foreplay before the formidable act, a thesaurus for sleazy dance, an excuse for skin show (not always attractive).

All that is now the past. With cinemas growing sensibilities, the stigma attached to the phrase no longer exists and in fact, is now glorified by a list of A grade celebrities gracing the screen with their special performance, adding glam value to an otherwise submissive script.

However in spite of the recent but growing respect, the meaning of the phrase ‘Item Number’ has never changed for me. An item number is an exhibit out of the ordinary plot line, sometimes provocative yet necessary, it sometimes lends itself to the situation but other times it’s forced. It’s long enough to make you smile, but short enough leaving you longing for more. Sometimes special. Sometimes over the top. But never subtle.

I believe, if we search deep inside, we all yearn to be an item number (yes even you!)

It’s the longing to be special. To be provocative. To be able to tease ones boundaries. To be different. To be the one. To make people sit up and notice.

If only for an hour, if only for a minute or even a second.

When you hear the crowds cheer (even if it’s just in your head), respond to every appreciative/envious glare with a radiating smile from within, when you know the stars are shinning in this moment, only to make you look brighter, and you almost throw your hands up to the universe miming a big ‘Thank You’ that’s when you know you’re an Item Number.