Dude, go get a life!
Saturday, November 29, 2008

Mumbai terror... I know that's what the world wants to talk about. Everybody thinks they care. I see blog posts, tweets on twitter, email messages, forums, newspapers, TV, radio, every damn thing that even remotely presents itself as a channel for communication. But I think i've just grown numb & I am not a hypocrite to deny that.

Every time someone does something to shake our everyday lives, we tell ourselves that we are enraged. We tell ourselves that this time, things are going to be different; this time we are going to really do something - but we don't. Not because we don't have anything to make a difference, but because we actually do have a lot of things that can make a difference. We have a lot of things that can get lost amidst our efforts to - make it different this time. And we don't want to risk losing them.

What's more - we are proud to be living in an age of - 2.0. If there is anything that can be a striking development over the last decade - it's communication. Web 2.0 space with blogs, social networks, twitter et al. 101 news channels all sweating their pants to make the voice of the common man heard louder than ever, in a way that is sensational, glamorous than ever. If a decade ago, talking about a change was a 1000 times easier than actually doing something to bring about the change, today - it's a billion times easier. So don't blame us, if all we do is blog, tweet & talk about how the system around us & people around us need to change.

I doubt if it is ever going to be possible to lead an accepted & normal life in today's world unless we embrace the mad rush to live & die within our own safe cocoons that shield us from all the poison evils of truth, meaning, happiness, change....  Maybe all that we really want is to drown ourselves in mundaneness. What's more, we're all educated enough to realize that we are too insignificant to cause any change. 

Today, we're mature enough to laugh at those foolish souls of our past generations who thought they can change our world. Maybe they did build wonders, create nations, heal a few suffering lives... Maybe they did fight in every way they could to keep an unrealistic dream alive... But all of us are intelligent enough to see through those actions & say - Dude, go get a life!

Deep down, that's who we are. And social media is just another addition to our make-up kit to hide our real face from ourselves. Maybe a miracle is what we need to stop ourselves from completely getting lost... Oops, I just forgot that we don't believe in miracles anymore. Square one.

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The Pavillion.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007

I recently had the opportunity to watch a ranji match between Karnataka and Rajastan. I was lucky enough to get a VIP pass (with food and tea included) and was seated in an enclosure next to the players dressing room. Just watching the players sitting in the dugout, I realized how each one of us resembled those players sitting there.
Each player sitting there was waiting for his chance, waiting for the next batsman to get out so that he can prove himself, the 12th man carrying out messages to the players dreaming about being included in the playing 11, the guy past his prime trying to prove a point, the guy who got out blaming the umpire for the wrong decision, the coach planning his next move, the nervous debutant, the ball boys looking at the players in awe, the guy who got out for a duck and is thinking about his place in team, the guy who came into the team because of his surname, and of course, "couch cricketers" like me watching something for free and not valuing it. In trying to be extra-ordinary, some players there just remained ordinary extras on that day.

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sorry..but not guilty...
Monday, December 3, 2007

"a sweet is kept visibly covered by a glass lid and another is covered completely by a cloth.the moment i can see the enticing and mouth watering delicacy through the glass lid,i feel i want it,i am even ready to snatch it".so said the burkha clad lady in "we the people".the context was the "veil" and the diktat regarding women covering their body from top to bottom.
will somebody tell me what she exactly was trying to tell, because i am not sure she actually meant that.thats the most "sexist" remark i have ever heard.does she take men to be bloodhounds ready to pounce on the next visible flesh..have her own brother and father fallen so low in her eyes that she thinks all they want is her "body".agreed violence against women have risen disturbingly,but that doesn't call for a such a vulgar generalization.as far as i know there is no statistical correlation between molestations and "immodestly" dressed women.so,though u reserve the right to accept and conform to your beliefs and dress the way u choose, for sanity's sake refrain from making such illogical,offensive and misguided observations.

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Six Blind Men And An Elephant
Tuesday, November 27, 2007




It was six men of Indostan,
To learning much inclined,
Who went to see the Elephant
(Though all of them were blind),
That each by observation
Might satisfy his mind.

The First approach'd the Elephant,
And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side,
At once began to bawl:
"God bless me! but the Elephant
Is very like a wall!"

The Second, feeling of the tusk,
Cried, -"Ho! what have we here
So very round and smooth and sharp?
To me 'tis mighty clear,
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!"

The Third approach'd the animal,
And happening to take
The squirming trunk within his hands,
Thus boldly up and spake:
"I see," -quoth he- "the Elephant
Is very like a snake!"

The Fourth reached out an eager hand,
And felt about the knee:
"What most this wondrous beast is like
Is mighty plain," -quoth he,-
"'Tis clear enough the Elephant
Is very like a tree!"

The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear,
Said- "E'en the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most;
Deny the fact who can,
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!"

The Sixth no sooner had begun
About the beast to grope,
Then, seizing on the swinging tail
That fell within his scope,
"I see," -quoth he,- "the Elephant
Is very like a rope!"

And so these men of Indostan
Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right,
And all were in the wrong!
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John Godfrey Saxe




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Disowning myself !!!
Friday, November 16, 2007

"i am proud to be a Hindu" said my friend a few days back.seeing me keep quiet,he asked aren't u...? frankly i still dont know..i am a hindu alright,but whether i am proud of it, i am not too sure.its not because i dont respect it or something like that,but because i dont think i had a choice.
what i simply mean is i didn't choose to be a hindu.i was just born as one by chance.so if i had been born to a muslim,i would have then been proud to be a muslim perhaps.so how can i be proud of something that i didnt deliberately choose to be.for ex-u might be happy about a lottery u won,but can u really take pride in that.similarly can u be proud of ur parents or siblings.U have every reason to be proud of your friends because u exercised your discretion in choosing them first and later continuing that relationship but the rest were alloted to u .u can take pride in the physique that u worked hard to shape in a gym but most things are bequeathed to us and YET we take pride in them.hmm...I guess u might as well.?

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