Friday, 11 July 2014

Then and now.

How times have changed from this time ten years ago:-

Then:-

When I used to walk through Market Street in Manchester, no matter which way I was walking, EVERYONE was walking in the opposite direction towards me.

Now:-

When I walk through Market Street in Manchester, no matter which way I walk, EVERYONE is walking in the opposite direction towards me whilst text messaging on their phones.

Then:-

I had friends.

Now:-

I have acquaintances.

Then:-

I used to believe in true love.

Now:-

I don't.

Then:-

I couldn't believe how horrible, nasty and selfish people could be.

Now:-

I'm used to how horrible, nasty and selfish people can be.

Then:-

People would get up and protest for things that they disapproved of:-

Now:-

People will think that they are humanitarians after they have expressed their views on twitter.

Then:-

I was the man. I was something to a lot of people.

Now:-

I am nobody.






Tuesday, 8 July 2014

A visit from the afterlife? No, it's just a pigeon.

Since sometime last year, nearly everyday there has been a pigeon visiting the back yard in my mothers' house where I live. It's a chubby little thing and ridiculously just waddles around the yard like it owns it. I've now started to leave bread out.



I'm miserable most of the time. I am well and truly down and see the negative side of almost anything. And even though pigeons are really dirty scavengers, I actually genuinely feel happy when it is there. I laugh sometimes and I smile. But I am hardly ever genuinely happy. Granted, it is only for  minute or so but still.

It reminded me of this amazing scene in Lost. Please watch from 23:00-25:55.

http://www.tvids.net/watch103/Lost/season-01-episode-16-Outlaws

Now I'm not saying that the pigeon is a visit from the afterlife. In the words of John Locke:

"That would be silly."

But for some reason when it is there, I feel like it should be there and that it's not just a pigeon-even though it clearly is. When I try and approach it, it of course flies off. That's what pigeons do.

And in some way that isn't explainable, I feel happy when I see it.

Friday, 20 June 2014

They used to have dreams too.

Years ago when I used to work in pubs during the day times, I always used to wonder what the people in there were thinking.

It could be a nice sunny day outside. What were these people doing in a dark, dinghy pub drinking alcohol and wasting away their day-wasting away their LIVES in here??

I would get into a lot of trouble from my manager when I would try to tell them that they should do something productive, something constructive, just...SOMETHING. "They are our customers!" My manager would yell. "They pay your wages! Stop trying to save their lives!"

I never understood what these people were thinking. I know people can do whatever they like with their lives, but why this?? Why just choose to be completely worthless??

I USED to think this. But it's only now that I am beginning to understand.

I think sometimes people just give up. They give up with trying. There could be times where no matter what you do, things just don't seem to work out. You see everyone else around you living their lives, seemingly happy. This is fine for them! It's good that they are happy. But in their happiness, are they oblivious or do they become oblivious to you??

So what about yourself?? What if you just feel like your life isn't going anywhere and not matter what you try to do, things just seem to go wrong. Surely there is only SO MUCH that a person can do and only SO MANY times that a person can keep trying? Why always try and be positive when it always ends up in disappointment??

I understand why they do this.



Thursday, 8 May 2014

100th blog post!

8553 views (my own views don't count as I have the "don't track my own page views" permanently marked), 46 comments and 14 followers.

I started this blog on the 12th of September 2010 and so after three years and eight months of writing, moaning, bitching and even some philosophical and emotional posting, this is my hundredth blog post!

The one that has had the most views is this:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2013/02/underage-girls-should-not-dress-like.html

The one with the least views is...well this one as I haven't posted it yet. But from one that I have posted not (including my last one as it hasn't been that long) it is this one:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2011/07/succeed-or-fail.html

With all the crazy thoughts I have in my head, I am amazed that it has taken me all this time to get to one hundred. I'm also amazed that I only have fourteen followers! Is that all!?!? Ha ha. And only forty six comments?? I intentionally don't reply to comments because if my blog ever became a worldwide phenomenon, I may end up getting thousands of comments and would struggle to reply to them all. I could of course hire a pretty assistant to reply to them for me but it wouldn't be the same if it wasn't from me. Not personal enough you see.

Anyway, for this landmark moment I am going to put my top five favourite blog posts. It was weird looking back and reading some of the things that I had wrote. And I also realised that I am not that great a writer! I don't think I am anyway.

So without further ado, here is my top five in reverse order. I will add a link and write a bit about them:-

It's depressing. It's sad. It's a goodbye:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2013/05/goodbye-dad.html

Then comes this. It was amazing that I actually got a reply. Not so amazing that I didn't get the job:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2014/04/job-application-for-manchester-united.html

In third place a short and sweet one. It was so strange writing this as I felt that I was completely and utterly lost. But writing this actually made me feel a bit better:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2011/09/burning-pages.html

In second place is this one. I think the amazing comment I received from someone I didn't and most probably will never know helped push this post up:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2012/04/identity-crisis.html

This is my favourite blog post that I have written. I did so much research and enjoyed the fascinating things that I found out:-

http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2012/01/time-travel.html

And that's it!

Thank you to all my readers and thank you to all of you that commented.

I will see you at 200.


Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Frogs on a lily pad.

I've never heard this story before for whatever reason, even though it is very popular. I should share it as I thought it was pretty awesome. This is word for word what someone messaged me years ago. (I didn't read the message until today).

Two frogs are sitting on a lily pad. One of them decided to jump in a pond.

How many frogs are still on the lily pad??

TWO!!

One of the frogs "decided" to jump, but he never actually jumped!

The moral of this story is you need to TAKE ACTION!! Do something and do it today! The longer you wait, the more miserable your life will become. The sooner you act, the sooner you can start the long, hard journey to putting your life back together. Things WILL get better! You just have to take that first step!

Monday, 28 April 2014

My reply from Manchester United football club.

"Hi, 

Thank you for your recent email regarding the role of First Team Manager at Manchester United.

This role is currently being recruited and the board will be in contact with suitable candidates. 

We would like to thank you once again for sending in your application and thinking of Manchester United.

Kind Regards

Group Human Resources"



I tried.

Short and sweet. Notice the "Hi". I write an amazing professional email and I get a "Hi". 

They don't know what they missed out on.

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Job application for Manchester United football club.

To whomever this may concern.

I am writing to you in regards to the current vacancy for the position of Manager of Manchester United football club. I wish to apply for this vacancy.

I have previous management experience, mostly in retail, bars and hospitality and I know what it takes to get the best out of my staff-something that the last manager seemed to have no idea about.

I have been a lifelong Manchester United fan and have followed this great club through thick and thin and feel that I have what it takes to manage this club. I know for a fact that I will not be as bad as the last manager and feel that I would definitely secure champions league football for the season after next. I am also confident that in my first season in charge, I could at least win one trophy-something the last manager has never achieved in all his days as a manager.

As well as all this, I would not waste ridiculous amounts of money on players who are not worthy to wear the Manchester United shirt-for example Marouane Fellaini.

Nor will I be held to ransom by players who get too demanding, want to play every single game and never want to be substituted and then have utterly disgraceful games-for example Wayne Rooney.

Also along with this, I will personally make sure that transfer deals are fully complete and not be turned into a total embarrassment.

I am passionate, fair and have great tactical awareness. I will do what is best for the squad. I will play the team I pick in a positive way-the way Manchester United should play. With excitement, personality and with penetration. All traits that the last manager had none of.

I am also willing to be paid one percent of what the last manager was on.

Yes that is right. One percent.

And I am guaranteeing silverware and champions league football.

I realise this season has been a tough one for players, staff and fans alike and I feel that I would be a a suitable candidate to bring back the glory days to Old Trafford and to leave a legacy that football has not even seen yet.

I understand that MR Ryan Giggs is to be taking over for the rest of the season. I would like to wish him best of luck. I hope you will consider me for the start of next season.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I hope you will be in contact with me soon.

Mukesh Dhimar.