"42.7% of statistics are made-up on the spot"
-Gaurav Vaz, RadioVerve host
Under ciel bleu, through the ventilator glass, I saw just that: ciel bleu. Optimist for all practical purposes, yet housing a strange masochistic pessimist inside, I began to think "si j'ai mange' mon pain blanc" - an idiom new to me in a new language. In a quirky way, an eagerness for things new that had led me to discover what the idiom meant, manifested itself as, well, a sort of a strain of noice in an otherwise tranquil background.
It was unclear to me how, when things around were nice and beautiful and mirrored by a similar inside, there was scope for dark thoughts. Was it something Indian or otherwise that we are told at a young age "Don't laugh so much; you will soon cry"? I mean whoever the peep said that! What (and why) sadism? And some strange psychological phenomenon brings that to focus when you are 24, enjoying a pleasant autumn day in Switzerland. Temporal butterfly effect!
On a happy note, Je crois que j'ai mange' mon pain noir!
