And so i Thought and Said

(PS: I do not intend to hurt anybody’s sensibilities. Its just the truth I speak and if you know you  aren't  in the league I talk about, just read the post and enjoy) I had been thinking a lot lately as to should I really write this blog or should I just leave this topic and go for another a bit I guess, more decent one. But then a series of events and I finally thought that I can somehow not prevent writing it because this is something that will keep coming to me every now and then. So this is my first try at writing on a non-conventional topic so please see, I will try my level best to be true and decent (because the truth here is actually not decent {TIC}) Now everyone  amongst  us, who has ever stepped at the threshold of youth, knows about the greatest obsession the males have in women. Do I really need to name it? I don’t think so; the answer is already in everyone’s mind. Irrespective of the size, it is an international male obsession. You dear guys can’t h

Strange name for a post, but can’t help it because I couldn’t come up with any suitable title for the gamut of feelings I have had which prompted me to write this post. Deepawali time it is and so are our spirits on an all time high; articulately decorated markets which boast of any and everything that you can possibly want at this time. Everyone at their own respective levels is trying to celebrate this festival with as much fervor as their pockets can allow though, a little stretching beyond doesn’t really matter. With a festive mood and a clear view of what exactly I want to decorate my place, me along with my family went for the “Great Festive Shopping”. We had almost done with our things when my sister just said that we could have a pizza without wasting much of our time and I gladly agreed. Just when our car stopped at the designated place, I had scenes before my eyes which made the thoughts in my mind run errands and detached me from what was going around. There was

I had been thinking for long as to what should I write about. There were things going on in my life and I was just living it my way, oblivious to what people were saying or thinking about me. And then suddenly some things changed and I had the thought for my new blog. “LOG KYA KAHEGE (what will people say); this is the major concern for most of us living here n this world. Regardless of what we feel, what we want, what we do, the only concern is “log kya kahege” Come on now, why do we have to worry so much about people. Their views matter only till we want them to. You don’t care and they don’t matter. Ok I know what most of you must be thinking, “ Man is a social animal”, but did you people ever notice that ultimately He is an animal. Have you ever seen a cheetah thinking twice before grabbing its prey and tearing it into pieces? “Log” were definitely going to say things about him. The monkey never thought twice before jumping from one tree to another or hanging by its t

The thought struck me when after getting over with my day’s work I rushed to my office parking, got into my car, applied the back gear, and drove back my car a little trying to adjust its angle enough to be safely away from the other ones that I heard, “Do a little to the left” Astonished, I stopped and looked up. Ok! I am a “lady” driving a car with an “L” sign on it but doesn’t mean that I need instructions unasked for. I know that is a big thing to say for a novice like me but even though I would have had taken 5 minutes more, I would surely have taken it out of the parking well. On the contrary, the confusion that resulted because of the constant incessant instructions, I ended up out of my car and a third Uncle ji doing I for me. This is just one among the gamut of situations we face on a daily basis. However, this is not it; I’ll be discussing countless others. For those who travel to new places by car, you ask someone for the right path; irrespective of their cognizan

This time I would be coming straight to the point and no prologues. The abyss is an account of the over sensitive souls who empathize with every single person which has ever faced any “big” hardship. I do not intend to mock you and I have sincere respect for your emotions but there is something about your view point that, to be very honest annoys me. Seriously folks, how can you be such big time pessimists? When the almighty gave you an open opportunity to get inspired and do well, you actually saw the negative in that. You may call me heartless but your views from my perspective are mindless. Every one of us knows about Thomas Edison and we all must be knowing that he was nearly a dumb, unfit for school child who was home schooled. He was in no sense of this world a normal child. Louis Braille, the blind man, unflinched by his handicap produced what many couldn’t. When others just went by pitying at him, he created a medium for many of his likes to read and be a part of th

(for clearing out any confusion that guys may have about girls) Dear guys, please stop being so impossible now .  This “hasi to phasi” attitude is not applicable to this generation that we are proudly a part of. We have studied together, have been great friends and we have shared our moments irrespective of the gender we have. I know, and to be very honest you also know that the enigma, the charisma your opposite sex that is we females have, has always entranced you beyond limits. You have always had this unprecedented urge to try on us and at the very least, be “good friends”. You have unnecessarily pampered us, helped us with our works, and been extra nice just to get your names etched in our good books. But this is all well till you stand a chance with us. Once you know you do not, every nicety is a passé. And suddenly we become the one who initiated the conversation, who “used” you for numerous benefits and again, “pyar ka punchnama” comes to your rescue. Honestly we

(The views expressed by the author are based on experiences surely not her's :D :P) All the time I was single, I used to look at those happy couples holding hands and enjoying being with each other. Now I am in their place and I won’t say I am any different. I love my life to the hilt and my guy/girl is so perfect. We love each other a lot and life was never this good ever. Now this was just the beginning, I’ll tell you what happens next. It is a general tendency, everyone likes to know new people and sometimes when this liking extends beyond a limit, they start believing that it is love. Sometimes it is love too but then there is a thing we call as “CHANGE” and there is another thing we call “MONOTONY”. Then comes a time when we meet other people and sometimes we find them really good, better than the previous ones and we think it is love now and the earlier one was a mistake. Or sometimes it so happens that options (proposals) come our way and we feel that wish

Starting with “I do not know what”, I really do not know what to write, how to express what is going through my mind. Its like I am feeling so numb, so not-exactly lifeless but still I know that there is some part of mine that is missing. This piece is an ode to the amazing person, a true human being who I really know; I am blessed to have known. The person, I wasn’t really close to Him and its not that I have known Him for all my life; I have known him for just about 5-6 years but this was enough for me to revere Him for forever or being just Him. The Man, no more now but He left just the way He had always lived; calm, happy, oblivious to the world and all by Him. This Man; He stood for everyone, did beyond the boundaries for all and never expected anything in return. A life not really short but neither too long, He was the man cherished by all. For happiness was what His aura spelled. He was truly one of a kind. Honestly, I do not share many fond memories with Him but His

Your people’s audacity has always been “infamous”; you guys have always been saying things that are YES!  Very true but definitely not endearing to our ears. You people blatantly mocked at us; definitely somewhere in our hearts we know that well. Agreed we can buy an expensive mobile or car or go for an ice cream or buy mineral water but still we frown about every single price rise. Why shouldn’t we. Its our birth right and we are entitled to speak up against anything we find to be infringing upon our right to feel good. Now I would use a simple logic to affirm how miscalculated your dialogue was. Do you really think that people binge on ice creams every day?? Do you think mobile phones come with a “you have to pay $200 everyday” price tag?? My dear Sir, do you even know that there is something called investment and another thing called daily need and a third thing called, “once in a while fun”. The daily necessities, the fruits and vegetables, the petrol we use in our sco

(With Love to all those who are leaving home and embarking upon a new venture) July end and August start marks the bloom of the “bye-bye” season. The cynical ones; PLEASE!! I definitely don’t mean that it’s the peak time for road accidents because of the monsoons. It’s the time that marks the college reopening (1 st semester start would give the best {actually saddest} feeling) and the all so exciting job beginnings. Having just completed my college and already into a job I know what it feels like for the latter and with my little sister to join her college soon, I have an in depth fresh feel of the former too. Now believe me, I have passed through them both and I know how much it hurts. Its like your “old world” coming to an end all of a sudden, what intrigues me more is that this sorrow is much much heavier when the “new world” is on the other side. All those cute and loving messages start pouring in. You know that something exciting is in store for future but somehow, th

(This tell all tale begins with the road construction to its ruthless, yes RUTHLESS demolition) This story is the truth about majority of roads in India and why we never get to have a happily memorable road travel. I do not blame the workers and the material suppliers but yes! I do blame those “smart asses” at the top who plan so well that we never get to enjoy what we rightfully deserve. The thought struck me while I was on the threshold of driving my car alone and just to test my instructor asked me to drive through a really “not for novice” area. Ok never mind I was confident enough but a series of shakes brought me out of my euphoric trance. I thought it was some “you are not using the clutch-gear properly” problem but it was actually the “well built about two months ago” road that was now under “STOP!! Sewage work going ahead”. This is one of the many situations that we esp. in India encounter quiet frequently. Generally it’s the sewage people (not like the mango people

(This piece is written in honour of  the great men of this world who love to thin everything dishonourable for girls. Dear Men: thankew) {PS: Any reference to men here is for the men whose atypical quality has been notified above} The lascivious ogling eyes that can make any women on this planet shudder, I salute you. The unpleasant irritating gestures that make us women uncomfit, I salute you. The lewd remarks that are so remarkably passed, I salute you. The soul shattering blows and pushes we get while walking freely on the road, I salute you. All these actions that I just saluted defile the very existence of women by shattering her self-respect, then why do I salute them. The answer is simple, they made me immune to them and now I know how to react to them. Agreed, the instances of crimes against women are increasing by the day but countless are the instances where these are prevented just because the women in question reacted in time. I know how initially any unw

(This is an ode to all the MACHO souls who have this chimerical attitude of driving a truck/car while on a bike) Oh dear souls, its been quiet a time since I wrote. May be I was experiencing “writer’s block” all over again. Never mind though because my friends whom I really do not know gave me a thought intriguing enough. It all started when I started hitting the road for a long drive frequently for reaching my office. It was day3 and I was inexplicably happy when suddenly a “truck” honked close; but before I could even react, a motorcycle overtook me. Now where was the truck??? Nowhere. It is a highway that I ride through every day and so I was expecting trucks when there was a gentle beep which off course according to any sensible conjecture should be a “motorcycle” but NO!!!! A gigantic Tata Safari it was! Given the reaction time that my fellow riders allow me to have, my sense of recognizing their type of vehicle plays an important part. I say so because the honk is th

                                                               -  Your own JEALOUSY (I had been wondering the year round, why had he been succeeding so well in everything; it just occurred to me “LO! It’s the year of “the dog” (Chinese)” The view I just sounded above, I know it is something very familiar to us all without any exceptions, after all when God made men, He made jealousy too!! And does anyone mind being jealous here; ok even if you do, it is so not going to help you because for like the daily ablutions, its a universal fact; its simply irresistible, so involuntary!!  Now what actually prompted me to write this piece was something I am not going to disclose (keeping in mind that I still have a long way to go). :P :D  Now coming to the point, “JEALOUSY” believe you me it is really funny, one of the “BESTEST” feelings I would like to congratulate “GOD ALMIGHTY” for. (“I know I am praising myself so much here but actually I just want to get rid of my ne

(I am directing this piece to censure all those who think that they are the most intelligent people on the earth, you are despised and this time I mean offence.) I had this class and there was this new teacher. Ok I agree he is not well versed with English, specially the speaking part. I honestly don’t mind that and neither should any sensible soul, till the man in question knows about his subject which he certainly did. Now what really blew my head off was the wicked grin on the faces of some of my fellows when our man pronounced a word wrong. To make things more interesting I would definitely like to tell that these mocking souls themselves are those who if asked to stand and speak a few words in English would start perspiring as if they had been put on a burning stove. I have keenly observed that we the people of this nation (not all I mean) have this typical habit of thinking highly of ourselves. Well that’s not an issue till we don’t look down at others; but, this is

I was going through the newspaper and i just found out that the present year-2012 is actually the "YEAR OF MATHEMATICS" Honestly I am an engineer with poor Maths.It really needs me loads and loads of efforts to know how a question should be solved. Unlike the many Maths Geniuses, it doesn't come naturally to me. Now I would really request the Govt. to please, because this is the year of Mathematics; help students to know and acquire the bigger sense of Mathematics. Brings us to one and really very critical problem that the education system of our country is presently facing. Practicality or actually the lack of it!!! We have actually become rotes, who know everything by heart but somehow don't know how to apply that. I agree with many of my friends who say that we the Indians have strong concepts- a prerequisite for any educational advancement; but what is the use of that when we actually don't know how to apply that. The problem lies with the step one wh

(With due respect to the King of Kings, God almighty, I mean no disrespect to you and your followers.Its just one of my views that I state below) It was "SHIVRATRI" and I like any other ardent believer of the Almighty went to the temple to pay my Lord a visit. There is this one question that crosses and shakes my mind every time I visit a sacred place, preventing me from concentrating on praying.Like I'll tell you what happened this time; people bought packets of milk and poured it all on the "SHIVLING". I wouldn't have actually minded that had there been a proper channel to collect this milk and use it further. But to my dismay and to the dismay of all sensible souls who care to think about the prevailing situation of poverty in our country,it( the milk) all went into the gutter!! Ok now people have faith and i respect that. I am in no sense of world an atheist but still I firmly believe that my Lord will be as happy with me offering him water and flo

It was way back when I was in class 8 that one of  my friend asked me if I could give him some proof that god existed............truly speaking i had no answers to give him.........I kept thinking about the matter but I was blank some days passed n one day I was watching a serial named DRISHTANT . the episode I saw was about a professor who every year did an experiment to prove that god didn’t exist. he used to be very happy proving this ..all he did was to draw a thermos flask from a height n ask d students to pray to god to save the flask from breaking.....the flask broke always but once when one student prayed wd all her might ..she was left wd tears in her eyes.........I believe something like that is possible and it keeps happening around us all the time in some form or the other only sometimes we notice sometimes we don’t............... smthn lyk ds happend to me too n ds smthn ws so close to my heart hd it nt been BHAGGO( or u say GOD) my whole lyf wd hv been shackld my pa

(the content of this piece does not aim to hurt the sensibilities and emotions of any one concerned.The views expressed by the blogger are personal) I had been thinking all this while that why is the newspaper not printing any news that would start a debate, and wish granted. I read it today about all the chaos surrounding the word "sexy". An honorable lady who is presently the chairperson at "NATIONAL COMMISSION for WOMEN".  The dear lady, just showed the "audacity" to say that women should not feel offended on being called "sexy" Now the hell broke loose because our true to their heart " INDIAN NARI's" found the comment really offensive. Ok so here I am, what is wrong with being called  "sexy". Why is our thinking so narrow that we consider "sexy" as a stigma. Well i won't blame the souls who dress in dhoti kurtas and gandhian blouse-saree for finding "sexy" offensive(not because they were neve

It happened some summers back when I was having a get together or rather "PAY EQUALLY N EAT TOGEDR" with some of my friends........... We started a discussion on whether all rules imposed on d students at school are ok or not........... we were some of the idle minds on work as we all had been enjoying our holidays for long now.......... one of my friend said that having short hair for boys...cutting nails.....wearing sober and not stylish uniforms was something that shouldn’t be interfered into by d school......its solely a child's wish d way he wants to live n this for our info was his definition of liberty................. we were 5 friends sitting there but I would say that it ended up to be a one on one talk between me and him I on the contrary was of d view that this will lead to anarchy n that every place has got a code of conduct which every person associated with that place z supposed to follow........... he gave me substantiating points like a perso

And down the lane i went,to chk if ever i ws upstream, i movd abt and thot wts d point, wl movin bk hlp me, d questions hd already bn raised, my very xistence questioned,my efforts never bn praised i nvr did win a battle,bt i always went for a war.. i nvr knew where ws victory bt success i knew wsnt far.. i nvr had d accolades,i nvr hd my bag full bt i kpt tryn always coz i knew one thng.. SUCCESS Z NT MOMENTARY, ITS D FEELIN OF BEIN SUCCESSFUL