Me Myself and the crazy world

Truth, as defined by the Oxford dictionary and as would be widely accepted means "that which is true or in accordance with fact or reality". Is it a good thing? As again widely accepted, it certainly is. At least it is considered so by those who are, or should I say, try to be righteous. So considered a good thing, by us commonplace people who try to be rightful in their way of life, in accordance with their beliefs and social principles. Still!!! Another truth lies in the fact that most of the time we all righteous, commonplace people refrain from it. I do not proclaim that we all lead a life of blatant fibbery, but rather that we strive for a safe separation from the truth. But why do we do that? Amidst it's all godliness, this truth hides a bitterness that is all overpowering. It defeats the pertinent abilities and has the effect of dragging the human nature, at the receiving end, towards acts that can no longer be considered kosher. The effects might be short liv

Picking up my bolg almost after eons now, I was wondering what to write about. But then what better to write than what facebook says, and the only thing "it" says, what's on your mind. Being an avid fan of order and rules in person, it comes as a surprise to me, myself, that I am unable to relate myself to the usual norms, customs, practices and traditions that we all tend to follow. I'm not a perfect man, nor is anyone else. And so to keep this imperfect world in order we do need some guiding principles. Some tend to be the laws of our land, which also, of course, sometime fall short or far fetched. But I do not find myself much in disagreement to those, for those are still open to amendments. What bothers most are the so called unwritten laws that we tend to drag the baggage of, in the name of traditions, culture and what not. Who made these traditions, who wrote that we need to follow a specific moral code and what is this moral code anyways? How do we say that som

मन समर्पित, तन समर्पित और यह जीवन समर्पित चाहता हूँ देश की धरती तुझे कुछ और भी दूं!!! Had been thinking of writing a blog post on the day of our Independence but there were too many thoughts in the mind that it was too difficult to pen down one. With the advent of social media and with almost all of the educated, semi educated and literate youth on social networking sites, it has become quite to easy to congratulate each other on our Independence day and show ourselves that we belong. And to carry on with this pretense a lot happens without thought, without assessing credibility of information. An immense contribution from preconceived notions of a few, a mere desire of many to flow with the currents and then those few who have an obsessive compulsive disorder of posting everything without a thought. This all was fine with me until recently when it started encroaching upon my belief system that stands on one single ground of "thought". Ever since Anna has taken up the cu

Listening to Metallica's death magnetic, watching as the suspense build up waiting if one of those armed men would panic and it would end up booming all the way, but then happens the day that usually never comes... Peace reigns, brotherhood, love for thy neighbor and all that should be "in a perfect world" But then do I ask is it really a perfect world? Maybe in some other parallel universe, but not here. It's been two days now, media coverage is declining, politicians have started chewing on the leftover bones... been two days... And my perpetual anger has a new fuel. Who dares push us around, who dares think we can hit the ground? But then are we really proving any better? Yes we were a country of peaceful men and women. Yes the father of our nation is well acknowledged as the prophet of peace in modern times. Yes he did baffled the british with his methods of peaceful agitation. But that was more than 60 years back. That was during the days when the men were

There was a time when we were "ruled" by others. Those were the days when the country came together, and we should see this as the silver lining in the cloud that covered our nation for more than two centuries. Those were the days when the first shoots of leadership germinated in this country. Instead of the Kings of old, who led their men to fight their kin, a new generation of leaders came into existence. Those were the leaders who brought together the masses, for that was the need of the hour. Those were the men who led the people against the "rulers". Some were revolutionary, others were otherwise revolutionary. History has been a witness that while most other countries gained freedom by war, we did under the leadership of a man who knew how to channel the energy of the mob. The path he followed was "Andolan" instead of armed revolution. He was the "Father of our Nation", he was Mahatma Gandhi. Ours was a nation of oppressed, suppressed, po

As with all other things, the video has been doing rounds on facebook these days. Illustrating the value of Rs. 500/- for different people the video wishes to enlighten the public towards the glaring and ever widening class separation in the country. The intent is highly commendable but where is the practicality? While the video enlightens the hip and happening young generation that's oblivious to the fact that there is, unfortunately, enough poverty in the country, pries open our eyes to the fact that a lot of students have to drop off from school owing to the lack of "money", it still tends to predilect towards monetary philanthropy. Is that really what we need? Will shelling out our hard earned money towards charity really going to get us a shining India? Will the foundations of a futuristic Mahaan Bharat, rest on the garbage dump of alms? If we all start living poor just because our neighbor is poor, and because you love thy neighbor. If everyone starts sending the

We were driving back home in CLT, from work and Ankush was driving. Ahead of us a car spewed some weird fumes which entered our radiator and into the car's ventilation system. We could smell it and it smelled bad. Well!! But that's not any experience, we know how it smells near a sugar factory, paper factory or right outside a big city. While I was being sent to this "other people's dream" country, we were given a cross cultural orientation session. As ever and as my detestation goes about such tutoring, I filtered out most but two things I still remembered for I had a "as usual" argument with the session coordinator about those. She had asked us: 1. Do not stereotype 2. Americans are highly sensitive to smell. A lot of grubby nonsense about body odor, spicy food and the like. Hmm!!! I found that self contradictory and fought. Anyways, after coming here I found 1. Who, ever goes out in the "out"? Life here is contained in airtight houses, of