Movies and Survival of the fittest

I love watching movies especially English ones. I see the whole world and interesting people with the least effort possible. Same goes for TV. Reading was my favourite before that but it reqires more involvement and time. I still love it when I am sick and thats the passtime you can have lying on the bed.
Saw a movie ..Doomsday. Made me wonder that most memorable movies I saw from the UK were related to the gloom future relating to death, diseases and mostly end of the world like Children of men, Shawn of the dead.
I now feel that always a balance is maintained in our surroundings like a carefree man has a rsponsible wife and the wildlife population is maintained by the organism above it in the foodchain. But there is nothing to restrict the human population they just go on reproducing. The Charles Dickens principle of survival of the fittest works for the human species as a whole but not for indivisual people. They are back from the hospitals with artificial organs, deadly diseases surviving on medication. I believe that their offsprings are not going to have the best of the genes. Who cares they will live with medical support and produce offspring. I am not saying people in wild forests have the best genes but physically less capable can be brilliant mentally.

Anyway, I think nature will take its step when it becomes unbearable. May be a deadly virus, climate change, war. One thing is for sure the fittest will survive who see the disaster coming or people on the winning side of the war. Charles Dickens has made the greatest observation for sure. For the record..I have the best genes and so do you.

Regarding that lost bag incident..

We were on our trip to friend's marrige and on the way picked up two friends, ran towards them and gave them a good bash to exhibit our happiness ..(ohh remembered I was the only one to do so) . With the new joinee tring hard to smile and adding my name to his HIT LIST, the wheels of our SUV began to roll. Then came the time to take pics and not to mention the cam was in the bag lying somewhere 60-70 kms back. Well we all got out, scanned the road, under the hood of our car (detective minds had brought the driver under suspicion) took a leak and acted like inspecting a murder scene..someone actually thought of using the smelling power of Tommy (a stray dog had drifted to our investigation scene).

A few minutes later, we were speeding in the direction we came from. The idiot had brought his office bag which contained a lot of important stuff. He looked really upset. We tried to cheer him giving examples of our carelessness and how it lead to something good like a buddy gave an example of how he lost his credit card 4 times and in the process got to know the entire functioning of the banking system.

I tried to lit him up by him describing a scene from a movie how a careless man got up to find that his kidney was stolen .The timing could not be worse.A serious discussion started to drop me on the road and lift me on the way back. So, from then on I kept my thoughts to myself.

We reached the spot asked the shopkeepers, tried to follow earlier tracks. Finally, emptied our bladders and moved on to our destination.

We discussed work, politics, electrical stuff, girls and never for too long let the poor guy forget what an idiot he was.

We reached an 45 mins late. Thats a lot when you think the 150 relatives of the groom were waiting for us for the procession to the bride's house to start. We put up a spectacular display of a lot of dance forms bhangra, break dance, nagin , tribal, kick dance(my speciality). Took a lot of snaps with the groom, ate till the belts started to crack and parked our asses back on the car seat.

The journey back had started. Had a stopover at a friends house, dropped him. We had decided to look at all the major stoppages again on our back home. All this while I had forgot to mention that we had frentic searches for beer store. On one such stop a genius sitting at the back had gone to see if the store was open and had kicked the bag out. The nearby shopkeeper had found the bag and tried to call him but the idiot had drained his cell on useless calls trying to block his his credit card (yes he had kept his purse in the bag). I was the one to break the good news to him. It was the perfect ending to a hindi movie only here the hero runs to hug a bag. Took a lot of pics with the shopowner and thanked him profoundly.

Had a lot of fun on our way back. The real culprit was among us. Had fun pointing his mistakes.
Really, All is well that ends well.

why this bad title??

tried for mythoughts, ithink, thingsgoinginmybrain..etc all were taken..
constantly using back space and changing words got me to this name.Any way, I know I don't think like others (I may be mentally ill, I don't know yet) so this name suits me.

I just feel like typing and since I have written this I am posting it. Work has already been allocated. So let me get started. I am getting this feeling today is going to go well.

Forgot to tell..very interesting thing happened yesterday..will post that later.

whatnobodythinks

Hi all. This my first post. Lets see what will happen to this....may be a dud like most of the cases or a superhit like none of the cases.