Quite a few people have asked this...why the elephant's tail? And I have taken them into the depths of their memories and recall the poem of the six blind men, each feeling up (call animal rights) a different part of an elephant and trying to describe what the thing is according to them.
In my writings, that very truth holds ground. I know what I know and thats as little as the tail of the elehpant, and I speak from that little wisdome, hence after reading any of my writings one wud find it good to spend their own time pondering alone on the topics that make you scratch your head, find your own piece of the elephant :)
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Saturday, December 22, 2007
the dishes are done
just an update...it did work...the dishes are done...though not all roomies did it...but one other roomie did...and then the others simply started doing there bit again...simple as that
Friday, December 21, 2007
Om Shanti Om
Well this isn't about just OSO, bringing in life in metro also. Saw both of them this week, loved both of them, albeit for different reasons.
OSO I liked, for it was very filmy, SRK at his what he does best, melodrama. The story was ok nothing captivating in that. What was captivating were the sets and what the stars did in them. Of simple aspirations to be able to reach out and touch your star once.
Over the years I believe SRK has become just that SRK, I am not so sure how happy Sharukh would have been in his own self but by now I doubt there is much of his own self left, it has transformed into SRK the person has become the role. As I recollect him sayin in an interview or so to say rendezvous with Simi Grewal, 'I don't feel comfortable being myself'...I wonder why that strikes a personal note...
Metro was another beautiful movie...what priority do we give to love in our lives...careers, pressures, society, rituals, where does love fit into all this??? Love as I see it is not an animal that can survive all by itself, it may, it may not. It is like a pet animal which needs to be tended to, a flame that must be fed the oil to keep it alive. A person you've been living with for n number of years, there' nothing really new you'll find out about them in the 3rd or the nth year. So that initial euphoria of being love dies out ( and some study quotes this period as about 22 months) so what after that. Do we stop loving surprises, do we stop wanting to be special, do we stop wanting to be a part of something secret, something exciting. So while one have moved past the stage of teenage ebullience into the world of deep understanding and caring...it shouldn't hurt a 40 year old singing 'billo rani...tu kahe toh jaan de doon'
OSO I liked, for it was very filmy, SRK at his what he does best, melodrama. The story was ok nothing captivating in that. What was captivating were the sets and what the stars did in them. Of simple aspirations to be able to reach out and touch your star once.
Over the years I believe SRK has become just that SRK, I am not so sure how happy Sharukh would have been in his own self but by now I doubt there is much of his own self left, it has transformed into SRK the person has become the role. As I recollect him sayin in an interview or so to say rendezvous with Simi Grewal, 'I don't feel comfortable being myself'...I wonder why that strikes a personal note...
Metro was another beautiful movie...what priority do we give to love in our lives...careers, pressures, society, rituals, where does love fit into all this??? Love as I see it is not an animal that can survive all by itself, it may, it may not. It is like a pet animal which needs to be tended to, a flame that must be fed the oil to keep it alive. A person you've been living with for n number of years, there' nothing really new you'll find out about them in the 3rd or the nth year. So that initial euphoria of being love dies out ( and some study quotes this period as about 22 months) so what after that. Do we stop loving surprises, do we stop wanting to be special, do we stop wanting to be a part of something secret, something exciting. So while one have moved past the stage of teenage ebullience into the world of deep understanding and caring...it shouldn't hurt a 40 year old singing 'billo rani...tu kahe toh jaan de doon'
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it's not enough to do just your bit
The dirty dishes have been sitting in our sink for a couple of weeks now. The maid having left us bereft of her services. The question is how did these dishes pile up, since we all claim to wash the dishes we use. I would argue that they got into a mud fight and then happily clambered into the sink to be cleaned up, but unfortunately this ain't a chilren's animation.
It boils down to the fact that when somebody else forgot to do their dishes or couldn't because of paucity of time we let those dishes be, not only that since the other wasn't doing his work you felt cheated doing your own bit and so one by one the sink became a stink hole.
Which leads me to the next part. Who is a chamaar??? One who cleans other's excretment or one who finds no issues living in excretment. The former i believe not as bad as the latter. For there are people who have to dig the oil and clean the sewers, lay the roads but we all have the option of cleaning up our surroudings before we sleep, the ones who don't they I would label as chamaars.
Infact this is one thing that scares me off from visiting other people's homes for stays, you never know what you're going to find in their toilets.
And with that I bring you back to what I was talking about, the sink is now half clean, did up some dishes, more than my fair share and am hoping that it's going to be noticed by the other three and their brighter side would pull them to do some. It's not enough to do just your part...
It boils down to the fact that when somebody else forgot to do their dishes or couldn't because of paucity of time we let those dishes be, not only that since the other wasn't doing his work you felt cheated doing your own bit and so one by one the sink became a stink hole.
Which leads me to the next part. Who is a chamaar??? One who cleans other's excretment or one who finds no issues living in excretment. The former i believe not as bad as the latter. For there are people who have to dig the oil and clean the sewers, lay the roads but we all have the option of cleaning up our surroudings before we sleep, the ones who don't they I would label as chamaars.
Infact this is one thing that scares me off from visiting other people's homes for stays, you never know what you're going to find in their toilets.
And with that I bring you back to what I was talking about, the sink is now half clean, did up some dishes, more than my fair share and am hoping that it's going to be noticed by the other three and their brighter side would pull them to do some. It's not enough to do just your part...
Monday, October 29, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
The rat race
I noticed an interesting trend, when i was still in high school and they were teaching us reverse osmosis, i was wondering if its that simple why don't they use that to make water purifiers and sure as hell somebody in HLL woke up about a decade later to the possibility. Then post engineering when for the first time i entered a b-plan competition and said that there lay a big future in sports entertainment industry, (sports played in short formats) they chucked my b-plan out (probably becoz i really didnt know how to do the financials then)...that was 2004 and in 2007 somebody realized that cricket would work better in a 20-20 format.
On a not so grand scale...whilst i started writing case studies and b-plans in first year, first trim of college, it is only in this fifth trim that i see a flurry of activity in college related to case studies and b-school competitions and i find myself bored of these kiddy things and am thinking on entreprenuerial terms...
I may not have cracked the mysteries of winning in this world...but atleast i have the thought leadership part quite well set...gives a happy feeling in the tummy about that :)
On a not so grand scale...whilst i started writing case studies and b-plans in first year, first trim of college, it is only in this fifth trim that i see a flurry of activity in college related to case studies and b-school competitions and i find myself bored of these kiddy things and am thinking on entreprenuerial terms...
I may not have cracked the mysteries of winning in this world...but atleast i have the thought leadership part quite well set...gives a happy feeling in the tummy about that :)
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Perversion
Through the life and time of society we have been decreeing what is decent and what society finds unacceptable. Is seeing by the roadside perversion? what if you are peeing on a sapling, you are actually supplying it urea...wouldnt it be a shame to pee in the toilet and deprive the plant of nutrition it could have gotten so easy...
But this article is not about something so frivolous. Till orkut came in I had no idea how many gays and lesbians existed in India. But that wasn't the shock, soon the extent extended beyond that to alternate lifestyles...submissives, dominants, crossdressers, pain sluts, scat plays and a whole lot of other fetishes and alternate lifestyles. While I am sure Shiv Sena would like to blame it as an effect of the corrupt western world...i believe its neither corrupt nor due to the western world, but i would be digressing if I were to tackle that question in this article only...the point here is that while it took gays and lesbians to come forward slowly..they have...they are not as hidden as earlier and are gaining acceptance quite fast...soon we will find that these other perverts will demand there space under the sun...
And that brings me to what this article is really about, its about perverts, no not the gays , lez or other alternate lifestylists, they are just doing what they like, no there is a bigger sin in life...a perversion dirtier than someone who likes to eat shit...it is the perversion of feeding others shit...adulterated in normal food...it is the perversion of corruption...of falling for pleasures which harm others, of flling your coffers by starving others, the perversion of hate of finding excuse to hate another human, the perversion of not caring who comes under your car tyre, the perversion of enjoying life without being responsible for it, the perversion of feeding your kids with money...and the list goes on and on...
There are two kinds of perversion as i see it...one that will eventually change the shape of society...what is today frowned upon will become openly acceptable tomorrow...and the other which shall destroy the society itself...
But this article is not about something so frivolous. Till orkut came in I had no idea how many gays and lesbians existed in India. But that wasn't the shock, soon the extent extended beyond that to alternate lifestyles...submissives, dominants, crossdressers, pain sluts, scat plays and a whole lot of other fetishes and alternate lifestyles. While I am sure Shiv Sena would like to blame it as an effect of the corrupt western world...i believe its neither corrupt nor due to the western world, but i would be digressing if I were to tackle that question in this article only...the point here is that while it took gays and lesbians to come forward slowly..they have...they are not as hidden as earlier and are gaining acceptance quite fast...soon we will find that these other perverts will demand there space under the sun...
And that brings me to what this article is really about, its about perverts, no not the gays , lez or other alternate lifestylists, they are just doing what they like, no there is a bigger sin in life...a perversion dirtier than someone who likes to eat shit...it is the perversion of feeding others shit...adulterated in normal food...it is the perversion of corruption...of falling for pleasures which harm others, of flling your coffers by starving others, the perversion of hate of finding excuse to hate another human, the perversion of not caring who comes under your car tyre, the perversion of enjoying life without being responsible for it, the perversion of feeding your kids with money...and the list goes on and on...
There are two kinds of perversion as i see it...one that will eventually change the shape of society...what is today frowned upon will become openly acceptable tomorrow...and the other which shall destroy the society itself...
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