Hope

One fine day,
I wake up,
to find the day all but fine,
Then I sit and think about all the other
fine days,
I have ruined thinking about
mundane things,
I cannot bring those days back,
I cannot make this one fine,
All I can do is
hope,
hope for the best :)

If Rakhi Sawant were a car!

Main Bharatiya Nari hoon!




Main Bharatiya Car-i hoon..lol!


The first photo is taken from google images
and the second one, from my camera :)

Why do I hate festivals?

 I hate festivals

Whenever I say this, people look at me as if I'm insane!

My Dad says I was born in the wrong latitude/longitude. Most people agree with him.

I keep asking myself this question so many times and when I don't, I get reminded by all the kind aunties and uncles who visit my place, they keep repeating, "But, why don't you like festivals?", "How can anybody 'not' like festivals?" as if I'll get some miraculous enlightenment after listening to those questions and start singing bhajans.

 I get their point, I know humans, especially, Indians are genetically programmed to like festivals and there is no other way (I guess that makes me a mutant). But I want to tell these self proclaimed mini-seers why I don't like festivals.

So here is my official list. This is why I hate festivals/ any other ritual:

1) I think 90% of the purohits are legal thugs. They keep chanting some mantras in Sanskrit, a language that they themselves do NOT know. Even if they use cuss words in that language, people will not understand. They will be so into asking god for new cars/jewelry/marks/ whatever, that they just don't care. Recently I had been to some "purification" ceremony of a new office and the purohit was so callous, I caught him playing games on his cellphone while chanting! I mean isn't that the limit?!

2) I think festivals must be a time where people should celebrate life, they should be generous, they should do good things atleast during these times like feeding the poor, helping someone in need etc, but as far as I know, I haven't seen any hindu festival propagate this. Either the time is spent uselessly decorating the house with ridiculously-expensive flowers (flower rates at festivals=normal rates * 10 ) and cooking fatty stuff for already fat people, or bursting crackers and polluting the atmosphere more than it already is, or immersing idols made of all sorts of poisonous chemicals in lakes which are on the verge of drying out!

3) There is a festival called Nag panchami. I think its celebrated across South India. In Karnataka, people perform a ritual where they do pooja to the ant-hill (supposedly, the nags/the snakes live there). The pooja is so hazardous to the snakes that I'm sure they would've abandoned these anthills long long ago. Hundreds of people keep pouring milk, ghee, eggs/ what not into the hole. Even if a snake is, by chance, taking rest/something inside, it would've choked to death! Is this how we worship? I have seen some snake expert in some regional news channel advising people not to do all this, and by doing so, they are endangering wildlife. Still, every year I see people thronging the temple near my house!

4) Then, icing over the cake is how all the political parties take leverage of mass festivals like Ganesh Chaturti  etc and put up pandals all over the place, disrupting traffic and a good night's sleep (Whole night they'll be singing bollywood, kollywood, whateverwood songs! ) I mean what is the point!?!

5) Why can't we celebrate Mother earth? I'm sure people will come up with ideas to do some pooja in their ground floor/cellar and litter the whole place, but I'm talking about keeping the place clean, not use plastic, take small steps to prevent global warming/ things like that. Why does it always have to be a pooja? There are other ways to celebrate

6) Then there is the famous 'homa/havan'. I have seen people doing this at the drop of a hat. Most of the times I've been to these ceremonies, its more/less like a rave party. Its hazy and unclear. Half the time, I'm coughing and the remaining time, wiping off tears.

And to add insult to injury, they say all these things are part of their "CULTURE". Whole India hides behind this seven letter word. Whatever you say/ question, you are met with an answer, "It is a part of our culture", "It is not a part f our culture"

Anyway, I don't care if my opinion matters to anyone. I just want people to understand , think and know what they are doing. Then they can go and celebrate whatever the hell they want.

Do you have the freedom to go "pub-hopping"?

What does freedom mean to us? To you and me who's either busy sitting in front of a computer typing away to glory or sleeping like there is now tomorrow.

I want to know 'cos so many times I have come across the phrase "give freedom" . I always used to think how anybody can "give" freedom to someone. I mean do people have "packets" of "freedom" to hand over to others?.. Not getting what I'm telling?


Here's a load of crap I've come across:


1) My parents have "given" me the freedom to go to this over night trip.
2) My husband has "given" me the freedom to work even though there is no need for me to.
3) I have "given" my son the freedom to choose whichever "engineering" college he wants to
4) My wife has "given" me the freedom to choose the sofa for our living room.
5) Baba Lal Bhadkao-ji College has "given" its students freedom to wear whatever clothes they want to (*conditions apply)
6) Madamji has given me the freedom to make any decisions about interior decorations of 7, RCR
7) My office has given me the freedom to access Wikipedia (WOW!)
8) My doctor has given me the freedom to eat 1 sweet a week
9) I have given my Daughter-in-law the freedom to wear jeans.


I thought high and low, near and far and I didn't understand its concept. Maybe its because
their own constitution "gives" them the "Right to freedom" (Want more info? Click on this- Looks like someone was sleeping in school)


All I'm saying is Nobody has the right to "give" freedom.


Tilak said," Freedom is my birthright and I shall have it" ( I'm sure he would have fainted if he had known what "freedom means nowadays )


What do you people think?
Am I right or wrong?

When will you settle down?

Why is everyone off to do M.S or MBA?

When I tel people I don't wanna do either, they look at me like a retard. It got me thinking, "Am I one?" Maybe I am. or maybe not. Maybe everyone else is crazy. These people are just half of the crowd I know. The rest of them are scurrying to find the perfect groom. Both of them are in the pursuit of "settling down".

Can anyone ever settle down in life? I don't think its possible, but ask yourself, how many people have thrown that phrase at you at the drop of a hat?. I'm sure your fingers and toes collectively are not enough to count.

Just when I am about to gobble the gulab jamoon on my plate at some stupid wedding reception one of the afore mentioned crowd ,there appears an uncle out of thin air. With a cheesy wink, he asks, "So next is yours." I smile sheepishly wishing, "Oh! if only cold-blooded murder were legal in this country". He keeps staring, then I say, "Whats the hurry uncle, I'm still a kid". Stupid me, its exactly the type of answers such uncles are waiting for. He retorts, "When will you "settle down" ? Look at your cousin, she is younger than you and happily married"
What does he mean settle down?? Am I some squatter? I live in a house just like him. Do people live in some underground establishment after marriage? 'Cos I know only one "down" and thats where I am right now!

Coming back to the other half. An irritating "friend" pokes you on facebook. This is the conversation that ensues
He/She:"Hey whats up?!"
Me:"Nothing much, you tell"
He/she:"Nothing just chilling here ("Here" refers to Chicago/CA/wherever on the northern hemisphere).. So what r ur plans?"
Me:"For the weekend?"
He/She:"No yaar, in life? I mean, MS or MBA?"
Me: "I don't wanna do both"
He/She: "What?!!! But why??"
Me: "I'm fine this way"
He/She: "Are you happy with that package? Don't you wanna settle down rich and happy?"

Time to log out  

Anyway, the point is people NEVER settle down. If they are married, they'll start thinking 'bout kids, if they've kids, they start thinking 'bout their scools, school over? college, college over? then their marriage!!
For the others who do their MBA/MS, if they are in India, they wanna go to US, if they've an AM's post, they vie for the Manager's, if they become the manager they'll want to get married!
It never stops
I wanna tell all those people
"I will not settle down!
This is life.
Its a vicious circle,
The circle of life, The end is death,
You can't settle down when you are alive,
If you wanna settle down, then just die,
you will be made to "settle down", whether you like it or not!
Face it!"

I'd love to see the look on their faces 

A "heads up" before you leap into the corporate jungle

Long long ago when I just left college and stepped into the corporate world, I made a list of things which I newly learnt. If you wanna read it, then here it is Things I learnt in office


Its been almost 9 months since, and guess what, I haven't stopped learning, though some maybe senseless and the rest useless things.


A heads up (Another useless corporate jargon, which in layman terms means "I'll talk and you listen") on this:


1) Before you leap into the corporate asylum, The only time you'll ever need the word 'escalate' in your vocabulary is when you go to malls and wanna get your lazy ass on to the next floor,  but once in office, you have to use this word more than 50 times a day. Keep saying, " You have a problem, You escalate" (though nothing much happens :) )


2) Did you wash your hair and come to office in a hurry? No time to blow dry? Don't you worry, there is always the hand dryer in the office restroom. It can also be used to dry the hair, why not?


3) You may think how there can be so much anarchy in our country, but you wont feel so bad once you witness "mis-management" at the grassroots level


4) You used to hate computer games before, you won't anymore. You love them, then good for you 

5) For inner peace, You may take a deep breath and chant 'Aum', but now practice taking a deep breath and pressing 'ctrl+c and ctrl+v' 


6) Get a new pair of  'Anti- Glare' glasses. Without them, you will weep in front of the computer daily.


7) Learn to make a face that to outsiders looks like I'm really interested but inside I'm in a deep slumber.

8) Learn to talk about font sizes, styles and page layouts as if you are talking about the Kashmir issue/ Maoist insurgency. Practice in front of the mirror. The more sombre your face is, better the effect.

Okay thats all for now, If you need some more such tips, ask your brother or sister or uncle or aunt or neighbor, in short any inmate of the corporate jungle. They'll be glad to share, I'm sure 
   







The last five steps

I ran to the end of the road,
I peeped over the wall,
I heard the noise,
I was used to it,
I crawled,
I was closer home now,
Just ten more steps and
I would be home safely,
In my sweet mother's arms,
I could hear her voice,
Her kind voice that beckoned to me,
Her only child, her only love

The noise became louder,
I panicked,
I was taught never to do that,
I held my breath,
The last five steps,
One for life,
One for love,
One for my mother,
One for me,
The last one for the hope,
The hope that
One day everything will be alright

This poem is for those who spend endless days and nights thinking about farcical things that may or may not happen in future. Just think about the millions who live in Kashmir or Pakistan  or Afghanistan.