How to break A* Monotony**

Ever find yourself in one of those situations where you just feel like you’re stuck in a rut and not moving out, as if being held under by some external unseen ‘videshi haath’ Luckily for you, our ace research team has taken a crack at it, and maybe we might just have a solution for you…

Ever since the advent of the industrial revolution, and onward mankind, ahem womankind especially, has sometimes found themselves at their wits ends with respect to machinery… However, if a closer look were to be taken one would realize that the machine world is in fact inspired from and by, our own body, like the heart as a pump and motor blueprint, etc…
We applied the above theorem to several social sciences as well, and here’s what we got…

You Will Need:

-Ninja Skills
-Gullible Tony
-Cool Music to play during operation: ‘Breaking the Monotony’
-Backup Plan
-Escape Plan
-Conviction, Strength, Discipline

The Plan:

Those who work around audio equipment or are generally fascinated by sound will tell you that of audio output settings, and there are many mind you, the two chief classes that output can be divided into are stereo and mono… Stereo is where a clearer and preferably, hi-def audio is heard on both ear pods via dual, or more channels, thereby allowing more music layering and detailing…3D sound for those who’ve experienced it, is a more detailed stereo sound, as is Dolby, etc..  Mono on the other hand can be understood in layman’s terms as a single track or channel…

Drawing back from earlier theorem, THE PLAN therefore becomes to find yourself a tony, pierce any one eardrum, thereby switching him to mono settings… Tony is now mono… Ergo Monotony…

Voila! You now have a monotony…
 

Please break him with care, as most damage done to human’s and machines alike is sometimes irreversible… Sometimes there are lady drivers and then damage is done to both, but then again, that’s for another time…

[*For breaking THE monotony, first make monotony a legend(see also how to make tony a legend)
**all tonies are applicable, if you have a tony award, then simply break it]

regret

i believe i have but one life to live
i have no wings, no extra's or collectibles
all i can ever have is this moment
which too is now lost...


i have lived then and loved
in times of kings and folk lore
in times of greater sacrifices and dismal approvals
in times where 'the end was always near'
but i've really lived now, in this moment
which too is now lost...


i seek then no greater meaning 
no fuller truth, nor higher knowledge
i am as mortal as this moment
which too is now lost...


of fears there were few
running was now to plain
so i still stand, alone, in this moment
which too is now lost...


the who's and why's were all aplenty
each measured step gauged for reason
where i stand now, is but a moment
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in a nutshell
this i why, us [cheap Indians] should buy an iphone...

installous: what this does is, makes available every app every created, for free...
hail mogambo, i'm a believer in your evil rachna's again...

just such a fucking loner

actually, too retarded to speak

sets the sun, hello darkness

let's mate, fornicate

we'll talk of duality

conspire, kill

with first light we'll part

like vampires and lovers do

till you take me one day

as sandman, i'd move with you

like dancing shadows, our love will be

do you, dear darkness, agree with me?

non said she, we'll just be friends

the moon and i are together again

dear ego...
i have missed you much...
come let us ketchup on a terrace...

as we strip for each other... ?

day's events

And, Three, 2, 1

The red light blinks on, on the camera directly before her… As the channel’s theme kicks in, her teleprompter springs into action… Final instructions got barked into her earpiece…  For the last ten years, she’d spent 876000 mornings going through the same routine…
Incessantly, relentlessly, fallibly…

As her brain mechanically parroted what was being fed to her through all her openings, her mind wandered to better places, namely the coke from a few moments ago… She knew her recent deliveries were being laced, but this even felt different… The segment drew to it’s end, she stopped and took a long hard stare at her audience… ‘Do you really give a shit’ she mouthed in her head, looked again and called for a commercial break…

As the break kicked in, all eyes turned to her, yelling into her every opening, asking her what went wrong… She unplugged herself and hurried towards the fire exit to light up and calm her nerves… twixt long drags and sighs a small voice inquired if she should take another hit… maybe it’ll do the trick… Growing delirious she tried setting herself down, finally managing with great difficulty… It’s gonna be difficult getting up again…

Outside, people panic. Another senior news editor is ushered in to take over the show, ‘She’s been refusing to come back…’    The bureau chief is informed about the incident… he walks in to find her tilting, traces of coke mar her irregular and ageing mouth… Already he knows there isn’t a simple way out of this… he sits down next to her, trying to wipe off the drug, being careful not to get any of it on himself… her hand snakes down his torso and duly cups his balls through his pants… shying away from a potential scandal around invisible eyes, he frees himself, getting up, walks away. A joyous smile spreads across her lips as she turns away to the window…

She lets herself go in the conveyor belt like traffic motion many many floors below… She squints away her focus and sees them as an ant colony marching through mediocrity… reflects back on her own person standing so very far away…  

funny thing insanity…   

            

ticchi aichi