Ajith

2010-02-28T23:05:00.000-08:00

The biggest undercover operation being carried out this year is the secret hosting of the hockey world cup in India from Feb 28^th to Mar 13th. The national teams of 13 countries have sneaked into India and are reportedly put up in the capital. The secrecy and calm that the hockey association has managed to maintain, I think the next time India decides to do a nuclear test they know what agency to approach.

I didn’t have much hope on the hockey association but don’t know how all the fundamentalist guys missed it, where are the Hindu forces when we need them. The Pakistan team is here and nobody seems to be annoyed, I realize they are hockey players but they are Pakistanis first. Just when u need them for some cheap publicity and nation building they get cold feet. My humble request to the Shiv Sena, please dig up the Major Dhyan Chand Statdium in Delhi. This is the least they can do in publicizing and getting the national game front page status on national media.

Hockey is the national game of India, I think the government needs to be asked for proof and explanation on the same in the Parliament. Actually one way of saving hockey would be to get it off that dangerous list of extinct or trying-hard-to-extinct-it list of national symbols and let some enterprising liquor baron or Lalit Modi run it. The national symbol tag is not good for the game. This could be one of the reasons for its condition and I’ve proof of it. The national animal is Tiger, 1411 left and a telecom company Aircel is trying to save it. The national bird is Peacock, the green peacock is extinct while the hunters are trying hard to finish of the remaining sub species. The national aquatic animal is River dolphin, less than 2000 left in the Ganges. The national river is Ganges, polluting the river was not enough now even its bank is under threat. I propose to scrap the irrelevant list of national symbols as I don’t want to join a campaign in the future that would say Airtel: Save Peacocks, Vodafone: Save hockey and Idea: Save Ganges.

Coming back to the Hockey World cup, the citizens will eventually find it out in a fortnight’s time, but good for the Indian Hockey Association; they would have completed this hush-hush operation.

2008-05-22T23:05:00.000-07:00

The point is, ladies and gentleman, that greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right, greed works. Greed clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. Greed, in all of its forms; greed for life, for money, for love, knowledge has marked the upward surge of mankind….
--Gordon Gekko, Wall Street (1987)

2008-05-21T01:42:00.000-07:00

The pretentious me
Taking a break to put down some lines

“Life is a biased coin
Has two sides
Both same
Both fucked up”

That’s it for today
Me getting late
Gotta catch the bait
Gotta get back to pretending
Walk fast, look busy

Yes Yes… that’s right
I’m listening
Continue

P.S: The moron of the story is ME

2008-04-20T07:29:00.001-07:00

I'm the owner of an offline website
Writer of an unpublished book
CEO of a fictitious Multi National Company
Husband to an unmarried wife
Engineering dropout
Inventor of the iPod
Discoverer of Veera Desai Road, Andheri
Founder of the Society of Nothingness
Translator of Gibberish
Currently a student
Teaching Professors
Learning Nothing
I'll be employed 2 years before retirement
Retarded after retirement
I AM
Meaninglessly meaningful
Interestingly Bored
Faithfully Doubtful
Consciously Unconscious
Exaggeratedly Subtle
I cant walk on water
I don’t have ten heads
I cant do magic
I am not the son of God
I find miracles a hoax
I believe
I doubt
I am mortal
I know I’ll die but I still live
I feel pain
I forget
I am tempted
I am possibly impossible
I am human
I am not sorry about it
I am not proud
I am Me
I don’t boast about it
I cry
I laugh
I have destroyed
I have invented
I’ve secrets
I am out there
I am lost at times
I have discovered places
I am what I don’t want to be
I am crazy
I am sane
I am unfortunate
I am poor
I am hungry
I am sad
I am happy
I’ve hope in despair
Faith in the darkest places
I am impossibly possible
I am an Irony
I am the unknown
I am all around
I am a sinner
I am spiritual
I am shallow
I am my own shadow
Love, lust, envy, hope, despair
I’ve felt this and more
I am weak
I am strong
I am Human
Unfortunately Fortunately Human

TankMan - Tiananmen Square Protests (with John Lennon)

2007-12-31T22:31:00.001-08:00

The incident took place near Tiananmen on Chang'an Avenue, which leads into the Forbidden City, Beijing, on June 5, 1989, the day after the Chinese government began cracking down violently on the protests. The man stood alone in the middle of the road as the tanks approached. He held two bags, one in each hand. As the tanks came to a stop, he appeared to be trying to wave them away. In response, the front tank attempted to drive around the man, but the man repeatedly stepped into the path of the tank in a show of nonviolent action.[1] After blocking the tanks, the man climbed up onto the top of the lead tank and had a conversation with the driver. Reports of what he said to the driver vary, including "Why are you here? My city is in chaos because of you";[1] "Go back, turn around, and stop killing my people"; and "Go away." Video footage shows that anxious onlookers then pulled the man away and absorbed him into the crowd[1] and the tanks continued on their way.

2007-11-07T08:51:00.000-08:00

"Bush is a Fool"
--Prakash Karat,7th Nov 2007
(General Secretary, Communist Party of India)

I always knew the Left in India lives in the past...

2007-10-03T22:24:00.000-07:00

In a fishy world, life has its squishy moments...

Times and places where you stand and wonder…

Am I here for this…

Does the journey end when the fish, squish n rush is over…

I think

I’ve found my answer…

I’ve learned my story…

“Live ye lives in the head

Enjoy it in the heart…”

Life is to wait…

Wait for the soul to grow…

Wait for people n times...

Wait till ye learn what’s after the 3 dots…

HOPE

2007-09-18T20:00:00.000-07:00

A Man is like an island
All his life he is seeking
The mysterious beauty out there
In the whole wide freaking world
Beyond the oceans
Beyond his little Life
While the whole wide freaking world
Is seeking the beauty and tranquility
Of his little life
In its serene shores

2007-09-01T23:52:00.000-07:00

The Bush Flush

By the rivers of America-land

When THEY say down

Eating their buns

Shining their guns

There WE wept

When HE remembered Zion

This is Texas Land

With a neighbor in England

If ye Sin under the Sun

You get the Gun

Bush my boy

Will look coy

At the Khan man

On the brown man

Creepy poor man

Bush Bush Bush

Treats us as trash

Acts like a flush

Though I’m small as his hat

Weak as a cat

Blair’s his man

Carrying flair n flame

Playing the blame game

Burn the World

Kill the man

2007-08-09T22:17:00.000-07:00

The iPHONE had it been a plane it would have been the Concorde if a car then a Mercedes S Class and if a musician then Beethoven... Its the thing that changes the way we look at a cell phone and the way it looks back at us... Its got soul and it has ego... redefining the power of 'i' in every sense...The iPHONE is the kinda thing that lets tomorrow peek into today...All i can say is this phone is got my tongue plugging its arse.

Brand Apple
Model iPHONE
Type Touchscreen Phone
Camera 2.0 mp
Price 20000-27000
Operating system OS X MAC
Storage Capacity 4GB Or 8GB
Height 4.5 inches (115 mm)
Thickness 0.46 inch (11.6 mm)
Width 2.4 inches (61 mm)
Weight (kg) 4.8 ounces (135 gram
Screen size 3.5-inch (diagonal)
Stand-by battery Up to 250 hours
Talking battery Up to 480 Min
Other features Camera,Calendar Functionality, Caller ID,Internet
connectivity,Web Enabled,Vibrating Ring,Multiple Ring Options

2007-06-14T00:02:00.000-07:00

Cutting Life

I am 21
He is 12
I’ve many names- Rahul, Aman, Ronny, Rashid,..
He has one… Chotu
I graduated yesterday
He got a job yesterday
I’m running around with admission forms and Resumes
He with tea cups and pav
I hate exams and interviews
He never will give one
My parents feed me… He feeds his
I flirt with girls, life and jobs
He is alert about dogs, life and pedophiles
I’ve a room of my own and I want an AC in it
He shares his with 8 others and wants to sleep closer to the fan
I wanna live the great Indian dream
He is living the nightmare
I crib
He sweats.

We are from a democratic country with Socialistic principles
He doesn’t know
People don’t care
And I don’t mind

Chotu!! Ek cutting chai la

2007-05-14T20:07:00.000-07:00

Contemporary American Art

Paint scheme & Sketching: George W Bush & Fly.
Colors & Shades: Dick Cheney & Co.

2007-04-29T03:43:00.000-07:00

A monkey wishes (Genre: Forced Rhyme)
i wish
Fishes to fly
Birds to Swim

i wish
a Life all bright
Sunrise at Night

i wish
a Life without acidity
a peaceful community

i wish
Slums were clean
People not mean

i wish
Poor were Rich
Rich more Rich

i wish
Bush had sense
A world not tense

i wish
For places and time
Where no alarms chime
Where People have time
Where hearts Grow
Leaving no cringed brow
A wishful monkey
Do wishes come true?

2007-04-10T23:09:00.000-07:00

What God Did On Friday

Once upon a time before time existed in the sense we know and in the manner your father reminds you today. Far away in a distant place, a distance so great, profound, ridiculous and unfathomable that today we rather sweep it under the infinity carpet so as to save us from the embarrassment of our limitations.

This is the first story ever, before the Edenic Covenant* and not about it. A prologue to the greatest story ever told; Genesis. A story on what went wrong that God did the unthinkable of committing the worst mistake and creating the biggest menace of the universe: Man.

So let’s start once again without the depression caused by the above paragraph written to impress and convince the reader into reading the whole thing.

Once upon a time in the pre-time era in a ridiculously far off place stood two young and bright fellows, namely God and Satan, on bent knees with hands in the air. They were students of the Dust Universal School, the best in the entire timeless space-full universe. It stood on the 7^th belt of Omnibus* in all its glory, majesty and other synonyms. The greatest school of those times, for neither time nor any other school existed. God and Satan stood on the 10^th belt in their punishment pose looking back at the 7^th belt for their teacher to come and change their pose. Both, otherwise members of a cheerful generation in a timeless era not tormented by morning alarms, stood grinning at each other, just then there science teacher Banal Kumar appeared. He didn’t look his usual, for he never had a moment called usual and for now he was furious. The two standing before him had not done their science project in the vacation. God and Satan totally, completely and absolutely hated the idea of science for it always defied what they loved and believed: philosophy, psychology and all things abstract. But for now Banal Kumar was totally off with them. Banal looked hard and long at the duo and finally declared that they would have to finish a very difficult project called Earth left incomplete by one of the previous batches. The duo protested but Banal was adamant and that was a very lethal combination. He gave his final word rather a sentence on the issue “Neither of you is to come back to Omnibus if you don’t finish the task” saying this he disappeared back to the 7^th belt.

God and Satan for lack of alternatives set of with a heavy feeling towards Earth. They were totally irritated for never before had they felt heavy in space and the reason was Project: Earth. The name gave them a hint as to what they were in for. The word ‘earth’ is rarely used; actually it is only used when the word Aargh cannot completely describe the horridness of a place.

On reaching this place called Earth, as was usual when two people set their eyes on a task, the duo started an argument on who would do what. It was a two part project, the abstract and the real part. The abstract part dealt with animating emotions, creating absurd philosophies and framing impossible rules and the real part with science equations, mathematical problems, chemical compositions, biological detailing along with housekeeping and accounting thrown in to amplify the agony. Both God and Satan wanted to do the abstract part for obvious reasons of level of competency, hard work, patience and commitment needed for the real. But the decisive reason for running away from the real part was there ignorance about reality. The argument went on for sometime and was evolving into the next level where violence would join it, sensing this God the cleverer of the two suggested that they should solve the issue by a contest or task and whoever wins or completes it could do the abstract part.

After a lot of pondering God suggested the task and it was the following-

“The one who finds the end of a circle gets to do what he wants to”

For the first and last time God and Satan agreed.

God having suggested, agreed and decided on the task said “I’ll try first.”

Satan knew God’s a clever guy known for foxing people, so he interjected “No ways… I on the merit of not suggesting or deciding on the task should get the opportunity to do it first”

God gave up and so Satan in a jolly mood went on to finish the task. God who never gives up on an argument and could have otherwise convinced Satan against going first gave him the opportunity to find the end of a circle as He was aware of its non-existence. God had used up seven days of his vacation trying to find the same and had realized that no such thing exists. Later as a note he jotted down the following in his journal:

“Realization is like the tallest kid in a classroom… he always comes last in any row.”

Now that Satan was off, God planned the entire abstract process of creating and painting and the time had come to execute it. So He took his sand clock out turned it around and said Bereshith*. Then He took out the paintbrush and three of his favorite colors blue, green and white and started making sense of the place. After he had put some sense on the mass of horrid barren lump of dust he went about some nonsense like saying “let there be light…” and “let there be animals with legs in the green color, animals without legs in the blue, animals with wings in the white”. This stuff went on for sometime and finally on Friday before dusk it was done. The place was all colorful and lively with soothing skies, roaring waters, lazy land, plants, animals, birds, insects and other stuff like that. God was happy and looking at his creation said:

“WOW!!”

This was God’s first message to His creation. His first message ringed around the whole of Earth and finally came back to him. He waited for a reply… he waited for some more time… the sand in his sand clock kept flowing but a reply was not to come. God thought what a thankless and stupid creation was this which won’t respond to the creator. He went about Earth taking a closer look at all things and before night fall on Friday realized all that the whole of his creation did all the time was eating and excreting. His creation was no better than the hands on the clock in his Great Granddad’s library for al they did all the time was the same thing as if they had an appointment with the number twelve.

God was totally dejected, despondent, depressed, disheartened and downcast. The more so as he had forgotten the anti-depressants back at Omnibus. At night before calling it a day, in a gloomy mood, He wrote the following in his journal:

“I’ve with all my imagination, creativity and five days of hard work painted and created a thing which can aptly be described as a PENDULUM. As all it does is swing between two ends. Eating at one end and Shiting at the other”

God in his despair, like all since Him, made the worst DECISION on Friday on what he would do on the sixth day the Saturday.

Endgame

Well if you are still wondering on as to what God did on Friday apart from being depressed and scribbling in his journal, then this is for your benefit. He on Friday DECIDED that he had to disturb the pendulum. He DECIDED he had to make something like Him. He DECIDED he had to make MAN and then on Saturday the sixth day that is what He did. By evening God had realized his folly, man came back complaining to Him that it was Saturday night and he had nobody to party with. So God, post his working hours, sat down to make woman and since then women get free entry to clubs, pubs and discotheques.

That’s it.

THE END

Oh… ok… I know… the devil in you wants to know what happened to Satan. Well he met the tallest kid in the classroom the last. Realization they say… and when he realized what a fool he has been. He came back and looked at God. Satan was livid, furious and fuming with anger. He said he would destroy whatever God had created. He brushed aside God to have a look at his creation and when he looked at Earth for the first time. He said the following:

“What the funny crap is this…”

This is Satan’s first message to Earth.

Looking at Earth Satan ran around laughing out loud till he had cramps in his stomach. He was angry no more… but he wanted his revenge. He didn’t want to destroy the Earth right away as its very existence was an embarrassment for God so he put this funny looking Tree which would be the eventual cause of all destruction.

God did the needful by warning man by telling him not to eat from the Tree but in doing so he broke one of the principles of probability of which he had never heard for he slept in his math’s class. The principle was this:

“The moment an action is denied, controlled or prohibited the probability and eventually the possibility of it transpiring, occurring or happening doubles.”

With Satan staying away from anything constructive about Project-Earth, God became the abstract idea and Man the reality.

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Glossary

Edenic Covenant: God’s first contract with man in the Garden of Eden

Bereshith: means in the beginning in Hebrew

Omnibus: used as the name of a distant place… used in the sense of ‘several in one’… a place where all exist… from God to Satan

2007-04-10T02:19:00.000-07:00

Big bang to Boom Boom
(A brief nonsense about everything)

Around 15 billion years ago it all started with a bang and by the looks of it, we’ll end it too with a bang that will go boom boom. The Big Bang according to scientist’s, who can see and predict the past, was caused due to a lot of cosmic frustration and like all things hence when the frustration and stress became uncontrollable, bang it went. These backward looking scientists have no clue on what caused all the frustration and stress and if there was a Prebang Being (read God); so for lack of knowledge of that we’ll move, post bang and beyond, in time.

One of the first things to be set into motion after the bang was time. Tick tick one it went. If it’s difficult to imagine how a bang, however big, at one point gave birth to the whole wide freakin universe then imagine having all the marathon runners from London, New York, Paris, Mumbai, Shanghai et al standing in a space of one sq. cm waiting to start, a perpetual in time and infinite in distance, marathon. The pistol shot that starts the marathon is the Big Bang and all the crazy runners scampering away from the start point are the cosmic dust that would eventually turn into stars, planets and other heavenly bodies.

Within a few seconds of the Big Bang the first laws of physics were being obeyed and as time passed all possible laws of physics pertaining to matter, motion and force were being framed. With a certain amount of order and laws of physics in place chemistry came into the picture. Atoms started surviving through time and went on to meet other fellow atoms for a drink and chat. As all these atoms started socializing there came a time, which is experienced in every pub after a few drinks, when the camaraderie leads into banging and thrashing at the flimsiest of reasons. In this case the spank and knock worked constructively to give birth to molecules. The molecules were weird fellows they began building relations through normal as well as gay marriages and tried all sorts of permutations and combinations when it came to relation building. As a result of all these abnormal relation building activities a hell lot different kinds of elements were produced. This went on naturally, till all the boxes of the modern periodic table were filled. Once that was done, Physics and Chemistry were in harmony and like all peaceful and harmonious things tend to be, even the universe was one boring place till the single celled organism appeared. It is assumed that these single cell fellows came into existence only on Earth. A difficult assumption, for anyone who believes in the Big Bang theory and the common origin of the Universe, but for lack of evidence we take the assumption at its face value. That was the beginning of the third kind of science; Biology. These single cell organisms swarmed the whole of Earth. But the sad thing was, as they had only one cell, all they could do the whole day was stand in groups of millions and stare at each other. Bored of their dull existence the single cell fellows called a major conference where billions of them stood together for millions of years to come up with one proposal; Evolution. They agreed and went back to practice it. The whole evolutionary thing kicked off like a virus and a virus it was. Finally things became lively in the universe, in the true sense. Initially there were amoebas and paramecium which evolved over a period of time and turned into creepy creatures which went on to evolve into ugly creatures and later uglier creatures. After a lot of degradation, dilapidation and eventual up gradation they got it right and effable creatures of a certain dignity and size came into existence. The whole evolution thing continued for millions of years until nobody could bear it and it came up to the neck thru their sloping and crooked vertebra. Once it was there all that was left was to evolve into a creature with the mother of all weapons: Thinking Brain. Thus came into existence the animal with a vertical vertebrate- human being. Anymore evolution would have resulted in the creation of the Prebang Being in a post bang era, which would have resulted into an incoherent situation. So once the thinking brain incorporated human being came into existence there was no more need, requirement or necessity of further evolution.

The time had come when all the sciences were in place and evolution had come up with the brain incorporated being. With evolution becoming a done deal, civilizations started. The whole concept of being civilized and community living came upon because of one nagging issue, non existence of a decent restaurant or any kind of a good-food outlet. The Egyptians, Mesopotamians, Minoan and Mycenaean, Chinese, Vedic, Greek, Roman and all kinds of known and unknown civilizations flourished, amalgamated and thrived. These civilizations built some amazingly crazy, gaudy, humongous, useless and beautiful buildings. A building that can be described with such a wide range of adjectives made the modern world wonder. The pyramids, statue of Zeus, Colossus, the Pharos, hanging gardens, tombs and temples are a few that fit the bill. With everything being civilized and in order there was harmony and peace, which as stated before gives rise to a lot of boredom.

The dreariness and world-weariness caused by harmony went on till human beings started traveling. Traveling in those times is difficult to imagine in these times of whining tourists. The criteria drawn out by the first travel managers for selecting animals to be used for transportation must have been following: easily domesticated, dumb workaholics, dim witted, carrot seekers and non inquisitive. Though you could find a number of animals which can fit the bill, the basic eligibility for any kind of consideration was vegetarianism. As nobody wanted to start a journey on the back of an animal and end it in its stomach. Bullock carts, camel backs and horses were the first to be fooled into carrying people. Once the ends of all lands were reached the inquisitors in all civilizations wanted to go beyond the horizon.

Human beings never stop and the fact that they cannot fly or are not natural swimmers only delays never hinders. What put them on every nook and corner of the Earth is their natural and unique ability to think. They were fast, spontaneous and compulsive thinkers. For every other animal on land the horizon was the end but when it comes to explorers, buccaneers and other adventurers the horizon is some place where you can and should reach only to plan the next venture.

Travelers and voyagers like Carpini and Benedict, the Polos, Columbus et al ventured around the world to find new lands and cultures. There were also raiders and plunderers like Genghis Khan and other tribes who traveled to capture unknown lands and people. These kinds of friendly and fierce exploration lead to the true realization of the extent and reach of the Earth. The early travelers and merchants brought back exotic items and new cultures with them. Along with trade, religion too started to spread around the Earth like wildfire. Human beings were no longer only a species in the animal kingdom. It never was meant to be once evolution had integrated it with a thinking brain. Kings and popes were born. Power, authority, influence and supremacy were conferred upon them. The first leaders of the real world were ready to be corrupted but as before mankind never stops. The power of the mob was recognized, revolution was the new war cry. The French, Russian, American and the mother of all, the Glorious Revolution of 1688-89 A.D changed, altered and corrected the corrupt authority. But then mankind never stops.

Europe was the landmass where all the action was. Civilizations and revolutions gave birth to many a great nation. With great power comes great responsibility. That’s a cliché today but back then in Europe it wasn’t, in fact they’d never heard of it so could never believe it. Too many great nations only gave rise to too many great problems. War became the solution to every unanswered complex question between nations. Europe became the war ground for conflict resolution of all great and powerful nations. Centuries of warring and conflict resolution eventually culminated in a pot boiler called the World Wars. World War I was played out in 1914-18 and World War II in 1939-45. These two major wars were intercepted by the Holocaust an equally important and horrific event pulled out of the hat by the founder of Nazism Adolph Hitler. The other thing that hit Europe hard due to its never ending conflicts was the transfer of bright men, ideas and inventions to the USA. One such bright and bad idea was Oppenheimer’s Atomic bomb invented in 1945. The year 1945 could be considered one of the most important in the 20^th century for the following reasons Hitler committed suicide, Mussolini got killed, atomic bomb dropped on Japan, the end of World War II and the United Nations was formed. The UN was formed by the victors of World War II, the allies. UN ran on similar lines as the League of Nations which was formed post World War I but it had one thing different from the League of Nations, resolve. Jaded by the killings during the World Wars the world went through a period of peace and reconstruction. UN became the hope and conscience of the world but men always seem to have better ideas. Though World War II killed an outrageously huge number of people but it even gave birth to a lot of countries. Decolonization of Asia had started followed by Africa, where Ghana became the first free African nation in 1967. Harmony returned to the world accompanied by boredom. Not for long as mankind never stops. The entire lull was for a dynamic storm called the Cold War blowing between the two post war superpowers USSR and USA. With land and sea explored and captured the super powers concentrated on the third element: Space. The Cold War period became the golden era of space exploration. If USSR made Yuri Gagarin the first man in space then USA had Neil Armstrong, the first on moon.
The USA became a rich superpower, where if a man intended to be insanely rich then the country made it possible for him. On the other hand USSR became a superpower with socialistic and communist idea. The very concept of being a socialist state and a superpower is contradictory. This was proved by Mikhail Gorbachev in 1986 with his policies of glasnost (political openness) and perestroika (economic restructuring). Communism survives on the supremacy of state and Glasnost & Perestroika give immense power to the people against the state. The power to question power and authority proved fatal for the ‘State is Supreme’ USSR. Glasnost and perestroika worked like a 5 year plan for the dissolution of the USSR and which by the end of it achieved a lot in empowering people in the region but also opened up a can of wars in Eastern Europe. The disintegration of the USSR in 1991 ended the Cold War and left the world with one superpower: the US of A.

The 20^th century started with the World Wars but it was also the period for inventions and egalitarian thought by the liberated generations.

The present is always lenient to the past and most critical of itself and the future. So what follows is a critical view of a violent present and a warring future.

If you consider the World as one big democratic country, which is good, then America is the ruling party supported by its mute allies, and the bad news is there is no Opposition party. Nobody has ever put this more cleanly than President Bush in his simple and lucid words when he said “You are either with us or against us…”

In the 21^st century the world faces two major problems: Fuel and terrorism. The solution and complication to both these problems fortunately or unfortunately- depending where you live- lies in the Middle East. The West (read the USA), the country that unilaterally takes democratic decisions for us, has come out with a simple solution which simply put is Fueling Terrorism. The simple solution works this way- As terrorism is possibly the simplest thing that a capitalist country can work with because a radicalized and autocratic fuel rich country (Middle East) is easier to deal with, than a self ruling open country like India or China. As nobody is going to blame you for killing a terrorist, but for killing a manager you need good reason.

The inconsistencies and infidelities in thought and action is where the human race derives hope from for the future. The fact that Europe has moved on from the days of the World Wars to the European Union and Schengen Visa today gives hope for the Middle East in particular and the world in general to move on from terrorism.

Though today we may be going boom boom in Iraq, Afghanistan, Palestine, parts of Africa and Latin America et al but history has taught us one thing about the thinking brain incorporated human being and that is; he never stops.

2007-03-25T21:57:00.000-07:00

300 is a movie that blooms out of a sensual and lustful relation between The Gladiator and Matrix. The good thing is it neither has the hyper sensitivity of The Gladiator nor the machine sensitivity of Matrix. Sensitivity, in any shape, size or form, is not a term you would relate to this movie; in fact there are no complex emotions. It has two primeval emotions: lust and violence. The politician’s lust for power and the warriors hunger for violence.

At no point in the movie you would wait for or think on what is coming next. Each scene is so engrossingly shot that you won’t have the facility to anticipate or recall the next or previous scene.

Actually there’s no point writing about it. It would be like trying to appreciate the layers of the Mona Lisa or the majestic nature of the Taj Mahal by reading about it. It’s a visual treat, so let your eyes do the talking.

P.S: If you have ever used the words insensitive, bloodbath or gross during a movie... then this ones not for you.

2007-03-24T00:57:00.000-07:00

Indian cricket murdered

“We don’t deserve to be in the second round…”
--Rahul Dravid (post Sri Lanka match)

What about me… I do… We all do… what about all of us. If you think crickets a funny game, well it just turned ugly for the 200 odd million sleepless fanatics of India. We definitely have put up with experimentation sexed up by an idea called Vision 2007. Well its 2007, and by the looks of it it’s a blurred vision now. The success of Vision 2007 would now be decided on what was it about- the race to the cup or to the airport. The Indian team has a foreign coach who we in general and Kolkatans in particular know has a middle finger and a grumpy face, a bio-mechanic expert, physiotherapist, physical trainer, an analyst, computer experts, a photographer in Kumble for all the rare special moments, backing of the worlds richest cricket board and a billion fanatics to cheer and root for them in every corner of the world. A few fit n fine in-form cricketers would have been nice too. No team in the world has that kind of a support system and all we get in return is 3 matches in which India loses 2.

The belief has died but as they say Hope dies last. Now all we can hope is that Bangladesh gets lost in the Bermuda triangle. Let’s pray and hope that the accountant, telephone technician, teachers and the cop from Bermuda do what the Millionaires in Blue could not.

If all this seems a little bit too harsh, then it was intended to be because for India sport is a self imposed Hobson’s choice called cricket.

2007-02-15T20:47:00.000-08:00

Dream, Life… Reality
(A miserable story)

“Marlboro…”

That’s all there is to life.

“Mint…”

Corrections…for others

The pavement was freshly laid by amoeba shaped small tiles replacing the hard, strong and stony old big ones. The logic, they are easier to replace. Sounds like corporate policy, employ fewer than needed, burden them till they break, replace the exhausted, employ more disposables. Walking on them feels like walking with a new pair of shoes, and the good thing is they’ll never be old as they’ll perish before that. Looking into the distance seeing nothing, I strolled on feeling out of context. Not even the cigarette is working for me today. Why I feel that way is not a long story.

My parents wanted me to go to church as its Sunday; I didn’t want to, but unlike other Sundays today I had a reason, a date with my girl. After the usual unpleasantries I walked out banging the door on them.

I waited outside the Café for an hour before I got a call from her, saying what you’ve guessed and I didn’t anticipate that she won’t be coming. We fought as was usual even otherwise. Feeling all screwed up on what they call the day of the Lord, I thought of sharing my plight with somebody to unscrew my situation. I called up Miku my closest pal but before I could share my sorry state he said he is on a blind date and hung up. So I called Craig who hung up saying he was in church. Finally I tried Daniel, an atheist who is always there for a pep talk; the line connected with the lady on the other side saying the number I’m trying is switched off.

My attempt on unscrewing my situation was blown off by some divine intervention on the day of the Lord. The screw is so screwed up to the wall now that nothing can hang on it.

So here I am walking dejected and rejected looking into a distance seeing nothing and cursing myself. Just then a black cat crossed the freshly laid pavement ahead of me. It moved on in an oddly slow manner as if to reach church after the offertory is taken. I deliberated on the fact on what more could go wrong today; the day of the Lord. So looking around, finding nobody, I took responsibility and did what only losers can do; move on. Five minutes passed off peacefully and I forgot about the black cat when a bird dropped on me what they usually drop from treetops. The church attending cat’s emotions worked. The thing was on my left shoulder, a liberal spread of green floating in the white base. I looked up for the culprit; it was a pigeon sitting on a branch like the accused stands in court; innocent. It had its head at an angle which probably meant

‘No offence dude’

‘None taken… but for a gun else I would have killed and shat on you’

I moved on cleaning and pondering, if the good luck from the bird dropping on me neutralized the cat’s curse or was it the curse that had worked and made the bird drop on me. Is it possible for bad things to perpetrate good things? The thought was kind of getting heavy on me. I continued walking staring into the distance seeing nothing on the day of the Lord. The whole view began to darken until it was something like what you see when your eyes are closed.

The alarm went off hitting all my senses through the ears. I moved the quilt off my head and switched the damn thing off. Just then, like the moon coming out of the clouds, consciousness came back to me. The enzymes that remind you of things started flowing in my brain and I remember with great pain that today is my university Mathematics paper. Mathematics, a blend of agonies caused by problems of a mental, emotional and of course mathematical nature. I looked at the clock it was 7:00 am. I was supposed to wake up two hours back to do some decisive studying. Decisive, as those two hours would have decided on if my parents would throw me out for failing or shout at me for a pass class.

I got up, did the needful and was on the road walking hurriedly for the exam at eight. I was feeling what one usually feels when he’s trying to score 35% after studying 10% of the syllabus. A four letter word kept shuttling between my slimy cerebellum and the back of my tongue. I was hanging onto that four letter word. If you are a pervert then we are on different words. I was talking about

HOP

The E on my keyboard is acting cranky and not doing what it is suppose to do. I am typing in a depressing dream and a distressing life and the E doesn’t work in reality.

I have had enough of it. I’m going to force click the E into action.

HOPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I think I was a bit too forceful like my parents are on me. The E has come out and is lying on the D in the second row. This is a bit too much. I am going to do what you probably feel like doing by now; bang my head on the table. So I did. But on the way to the table my head brushed and pushed the computer’s monitor off the table and as the cliché goes ‘the rest is history’, and my computer part of it. This is the miserable story about miseries in Dream, Life and Reality.

I hope you do realize the only reality being you reading it with hopE and misEry.

2007-02-09T04:08:00.000-08:00

Political tandav

Politics, the science of government, has often been denied the scientific approach it needs, deserves and demands. Politics: a word often used to describe the perplexity in a muddled scenario. Politics: a politician’s language, devious to the powerless; dexterous for the powerful.

The gobbledygook above is precisely how the common man in India, if there exists something of that nature, feels about politics and politicians. In Indian democracy politics is all about the election bash and whoever dances well in it forms the government. A Government, of the people- by the people- for the people, decided over an event. Well that’s the perception political parties and politicians give by the magnitude of political activity during elections. Democratic politics is not an event called election rather it’s a process called governance, and Indians are people for whom the event has been well served but the process is in doldrums.

Political parties in India have evolved into a double headed monster, one for elections and the other for governance. This is applicable across the board for Congress, BJP, Left parties et al.

The ideology of any party is divided into two, split right across the middle and moving in conflicting directions. One followed by the grass root party worker during elections for the aam aadmi and the other by the brass, the decision makers, the oldies in governance for aamdani. Today in times when Jekyll and Hyde are identical twins it seems a big ask to find a party with one ideology.

The Sharad Pawar led NCP split out of the Congress not on an ideology but a lone issue- Sonia Gandhi. One wonders what the NCP stands for after it joined the Sonia Gandhi led UPA government.

Karnataka gives us the best literary ironies when the JD (S) joins hand with the BJP to form the government. (The ‘S’ in the bracket stands for Secular).

In Maharashtra Raj Thackeray forms the MNS an all inclusive party with a multi-colored flag. A party that least knows what it stands for; it’s more like Raj’s road to salvation. A party that’s gonna deliver him from past sins like exclusivity and thrashing up the other- the outsider.

Election is the jargon used for a friendlier word called persuasion. There are many tools for persuasion; perception, fear and communication are a few and according to Aristotle the greatest of them all is credibility. But political parties all around run on a common ideology of convenience thus nourishing corruption which is the biggest inconvenience faced by the country today.

2007 is the year that sets off elections that matter something like the start of a long cricket season. It kicks off with Uttaranchal, Punjab and Manipur followed by the UP assembly election. The diversity of these election grounds will give a fair idea on what to expect when the big one for the taj in Delhi unfolds in 2008. The journalist, analyst and panelist will be out with the venom the psephologists with numbers and the poor for free meals and cash for packing up political rallies while we the people vote for the lesser evil.

2006-11-17T22:25:00.000-08:00

Let ME be… I'm alive

I am a human

I am a plant

Whatever I'm

I'm alive

Leave me alone

Leave me in the jungle

Let me be wild

Let me be a child

Let me feel what I want to

Let me grow when I want to

Don't put me in a pot

Conform me not

I don't wanna be in a Garden

Faking my Life

Let the sun burn on me and the moon chill

Let me grow twisted

Let me be wrong

I'd rather be twisted

I'd rather be wrong

I'd rather be ME than a wannabe right

Let me be beautiful

Let me be myself

Let me live LIFE

When I'm alive

2006-07-03T21:00:00.000-07:00

MORIBUND
Death: Does the word scare you or have you never thought about it....think about it... The whole feeling of having a stone expanding in your wind pipe making every breath an effort. Air tries to percolate but the stone keeps expanding and the moment comes when it fits perfectly.
The moment when everything is perfect about you.
An element of nature has been stopped from entering. You see it in the eyes of the dead… all it wanted was one more breath. Everything in it tried to churn out the energy to exist one more moment, a moment called LIFE. But something, somewhere, somehow has destined it and none, nothing at all can stop that moment from killing it Here I lie a defeater warrior so perfect, so still, so dead. I have fought all my life, for my life. For the tangible and non-tangible and here I lie having lost the battle called LIFE. I fought valiantly for land, water, people and reasons. Succeeded in some and forgot the rest. And the one battle i have fought all my life...TIME...is lost Nothing moves not a cell, not a nerve. The moment has won over me and the moment is past. I will never have a moment that’s present for me....

2006-06-29T19:07:00.000-07:00

Virtue

Is virtue a natural human expression? Or is it followed to be appreciated by and into the society. Helping, caring, empathizing do we do it because it helps the other or because it satisfies the inner self and the self feels honoured. Does humanity come from within or is it the society forcing a thing born an animal to follow rules, to go out of the way and control its instincts, control its emotions. Was man given thought and emotion to curb him or to explore? Was society created to show the direction and let each man create his own road and decide the destination or to catch him by the scruff of his neck and take him thru’ the only path it knows? Was religion a mode to thank the creator and appreciate his creation or to demarcate, divide and destroy creation?
Only if God had tried living a human’s life: powerless and dictated, To always live with more questions than answers, more problems than solution and not even know the reason for it all He would have probably realized it is divine to be human and still live.
Sadness and sarcasm are the simplest and effortless emotions to have. The easiest thing to create is a Question and to have the answers to all of it you need to be some greater soul but to live without the answer, to strive in the present for a future unknown is what bravery is about and to be brave is a natural human expression.

2006-06-29T19:01:00.000-07:00

Generation No Strings Attached

A generation is not a time period but a thought that runs in a period of time, and I am a selfish and egoistic generation who believes in nothing but the possibilities of the " I ". I am not the generation that looks back and talks about generation gap because I neither believe in looking back nor justifying my life; I just go ahead and live it. True I don't know where to go what to do but I definitely know where not to go and what not to do. The above not because of my morals or hind sight knowledge but for the kind of exposure I get and that too at the rate it's hitting me. As a result I am from the generation that's been there and done that before time, so when the time comes I am older and wiser. As I am doing and seeing things at a faster rate, I am the generation that's going to evolve the good and bad and take it to the next level. I am not the one to be limited by an ideology I am the one to flourish with an idea. I am the generation that wants to fly in thought and deed and not just fly but be icarian. I have evolved from the Generation Ltd. To the Generation Inc. I don't live a limited life but a life with everything incorporated. For me yesterday is history and I want tomorrow in my today. Predictably the rate at which I want to change is critical and could either lead me to an unknown infinity or to equilibrium. Reaching equilibrium means I would lose my dynamism and stagnate, I would prefer to change and move to the unknown infinity because I am the generation that doesn't know where to go what to do. A stagnant moment is unknown to me and the only limit is infinity.

2006-06-29T18:46:00.000-07:00

Peanuts Look Like Doughnuts
The BPO Story

Glasgow
U.K 56*N 4*W14:00 GMT
Mr. Smith is in his cabin with a report submitted by the marketing department. He works for a British Insurance Company and is presently heading the financial department. He has been in his cabin at the office on Cadogan Street for the past two hours brooding over the report. The one thing that runs through his report is chart after chart of sales in the previous months and all he can see is lines with negative slopes. Somewhere, somehow the company which takes a lot of pride in being English has got the costing wrong. He has had sleepless nights over this and along with his colleagues he has been trying to chalk out a solution for the past two weeks. He is frustrated to the point where he thinks less and stares more. At the moment he has been staring at the World Map hanging on the wall in his cabin. He notices an unusually long peninsula. He takes a closer look to check the name of this banana like region jutting out into the sea. It read INDIA. What the apple did for Newton, the banana did it for Mr. Smith. In his stare there was a reason. Now he had a vision.

Bangalore
India13*N, 77.5* E8:30 IST
Mr. Shah is a graduate. He has no reason, no vision. He only stares at newspapers searching for the advertisements which read "Freshers needed. Graduates only". Though a futile exercise, all a seeker can do is search. He felt like a part of the unemployed of the country. Though not for lack of opportunities, he didn't like the opportunity he had. Day after day he searched, and then he realized that what he was trying to do is trying and make an elephant pass through a needle. Then one day the elephant passed through the needle. He read it again and all over again. It was true. For some anomalous reason the elephant did pass. There was an advert which needed animals of Mr. Shah's species. Today Mr. Shah is employed by the visionary-missionary Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith pays him peanuts and Mr. Shah takes home chocolate coated doughnuts.
Mr. Smith's company is doing well and is growing organically and has become a staring hero. He eats a lot of bananas and sleeps well. His unemployed countrymen only hope he doesn't sleep too long. Mr. Shah is doing jolly good and is growing monetarily. He's become a champion spender. Mr. Shah is the Viagra that the Indian Economy needs. His countrymen don't mind him and sometimes experiences the green aura around him. People are trying hard to socially stigmatize him. How could he work in a call center? After banging heads studying economics and political science, how could he take up a job where the only skill needed was speaking in English? But money is a whore, who cares a fuck about the society.

2006-06-29T07:54:00.000-07:00

Myself

I am a human. I was born quite a long time back. My name is Mathew Ajith Varghese. I know that’s a long name but then that’s quite informative as well. It gives you the religion, region and reason of my existence. The first name tells you that the religion I follow is Christianity, the middle name with the ‘h’ in the end tells you I am a south Indian and the last name tells you the reason for my existence: that’s my father’s name, three words that tell you about my geography and genus.
My hobbies are “well that really doesn’t matter” because the dictionary says
Hobby: a favourite pursuit or pastime which means something that diverts you. Well then my hobbies are flying and free falling, though I haven’t done either but nothing would divert an acrophobic more than those two hobbies. Actually what I do in my pastime is overcome my fears.
I like going to school. I am a student of the world. I don’t know the address exactly but many are trying to find it. I am doing the bachelors degree in Life. I like my school and what I am studying because I’ve learnt things I should and shouldn’t: to clean-to dirty, honesty-wickedness, good-bad, peace-war, live-kill, love-hate. The ones after the hyphen is the easy to follow part of the syllabus but all of them are short term courses and the ones before help you survive a long Life.
I live on earth in a place called corner. I stay there with my parents and all of us including my neighbours and their neighbours have been sucking and plucking everything that is under and over this place called earth. Nowadays we hope and pray that we continue sucking and plucking at least till the day us our neighbours and their neighbours die. To die that’s a very scary verb and it’s a very difficult thing to live with for one and all, as we have no control over it so we consciously live in a Vahalla created by our minds and concentrate on the one we have control over… LIFE.
I relate to people who ask a lot of questions and revere the ones who have answers and my aim in life when I grow up, i.e. if I ever, is to become someone who has answers.
So if you are thinking

Why I wrote this?
Why you reading it?
As you have those two questions in your mind I relate to you and will definitely answer that if I grow up and fulfil my aim but until then you will have to bear me lest I go on my inter-galactic journey to a place people call Heaven and my conscious -"Hell"

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The one essay i could never manage to write when i was a kid...

For I love myself so much that the first blog i wrote is Myself....

thanks for bearing the self loving me