Yikes!!!!!!
Those three words kind of describe just what i am feeling right now. Its getting hotter by the day here in Mumbai. And must say this happens to be the hottest of the three summers that i have seen here. That is not to say things could not have been worse. In fact they already are up there in the North. And guess i should have been used to it, having stayed for the most part of my life up there in delhi and roorkee.
During my second year of college at Roorkee, we had stayed back for doing a project during the summer vacations. The project in itself was a sham, coz me and my partner ended up chatting away to glory all through the day in the lab, managing to even cause a minor fire in the laboratory, and irking the lab assistant, more so because we never did manage to do the mandatory Ganesh ki pooja as he so wanted. Anyways, during those summers i stayed on the second floor of the hostel in a room situated in an aptly called "Boiler Wing'. Why? coz the wing literally faced the brunt of the sun day in and day out. In the morning, you had the 10'0 clock sooraj maharaj beating down on you while the evenings had him glinting wickedly through the rear windows of our room. Result? even at 12 in the night our rooms felt like the insides of a microwave.
Compared to that, its better here. and yet i am cribbing. cant help it th0ugh. cribbing comes second nature to me.
Anyways, its been sometime since i wrote something. so again, a multitude of unconnected thoughts are springing up in that two and half kg mound up on top of my anatomy.
I had a busy day today, after office that is. Was supposed to go attend an admissions information session of ISB ( Indian School of Business Hyderabad), but skipped it, and instead chose to sleep away the lazy hot afternoon. Then got up and did a little bit of cleaning up of my room. I swear my home looks like a temporary war ravaged shelter for a thousand refugees. and i am looking forward to the day when i can change places and live by myself and at best my one roomie. 4-5 at times guys living in a two bedroom house, well you know how it can be. and there was a time i used to pride myself on being neat and tidy. Anyways, so i did some cleaning of my table, my computer speakers and all. Then since our maid is not here, so made some food for myself and my roomie, washed some clothes, had a nice cold bath (the water did feel cold), and then served self and my freind some dinner ( errr, ladies if you reading this, its basically to impress on you the good husband material that i make). and now i am sitting here trying to make some sense of the nonsense that i have been writing.
Ok cut it chaos, you really have nothing to make of the thoughts rushing by out there. Wind up and go to sleep. there should be a better time to write something later.
Good nite.
Sunday, May 06, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Shit happens!!!!!
Yeah it does, and it does to almost everyone on this planet.
So i was kinda taken aback when while chatting with an old pal of mine, he suddenly uttered to me, he couldnt believe shit could happen to me. Woah !!!!!!
Am i that special or endowed by the good lord, as to always be in his favorite books and never go through tough times at all??
Well yeah, i have been fortunate enough that the first half of my hopefully long life, has passed off mostly smoothly, with things pretty much always ending up good for me. And, yeah well, theres always scope for improvement, and one has always a thousand desires at any point of time in life,and he works towards them, or atleast dreams of seeing them fulfilled, or when he cant do anything about them, of hoping things would work out. But then things sometimes just go against you. And depending on your level of tolerance, you would or would not classify that as 'shit' happening to you.
But the fact is that shit does happen, and i guess its important for a lot of reasons. The very least i guess, is for you to appreciate what is the good that exists in here. For you to touch base with yourself, for you to realise that you are but a miniscule in the big big world, and much as you might not like, there are things are not governed by only what you like or dislike. Sometimes, guess it happens just to get you back to your ground, to your roots.
Having said that, it still is important to work yourself out of that 'shit', and try it does not happen to you again. Atleast not that type of 'shit'. a different one perhaps. but definitely not a repitition.
Woooh, i have perhaps never used one word so many times in such a short conversation. now thats some record of sorts.
So i was kinda taken aback when while chatting with an old pal of mine, he suddenly uttered to me, he couldnt believe shit could happen to me. Woah !!!!!!
Am i that special or endowed by the good lord, as to always be in his favorite books and never go through tough times at all??
Well yeah, i have been fortunate enough that the first half of my hopefully long life, has passed off mostly smoothly, with things pretty much always ending up good for me. And, yeah well, theres always scope for improvement, and one has always a thousand desires at any point of time in life,and he works towards them, or atleast dreams of seeing them fulfilled, or when he cant do anything about them, of hoping things would work out. But then things sometimes just go against you. And depending on your level of tolerance, you would or would not classify that as 'shit' happening to you.
But the fact is that shit does happen, and i guess its important for a lot of reasons. The very least i guess, is for you to appreciate what is the good that exists in here. For you to touch base with yourself, for you to realise that you are but a miniscule in the big big world, and much as you might not like, there are things are not governed by only what you like or dislike. Sometimes, guess it happens just to get you back to your ground, to your roots.
Having said that, it still is important to work yourself out of that 'shit', and try it does not happen to you again. Atleast not that type of 'shit'. a different one perhaps. but definitely not a repitition.
Woooh, i have perhaps never used one word so many times in such a short conversation. now thats some record of sorts.
Monday, April 02, 2007
You
Chanced upon this poem by Rilkes at a freind's blog. beautiful, i must say.
You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lostfrom the start,
I don't even know what songswould please you.
I have given up tryingto recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment.
All the immenseimages in me- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,cities, towers, and bridges,
and unsuspectedturns in the path,and those powerful lands that were once pulsing with the life of the gods-all rise within me to meanyou, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at,longing.
An open windowin a country house-, and you almost stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,-you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors were still dizzy with your presence and,
startled,gave back my too-sudden image.
Who knows?perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, seperate, in the evening...
You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lostfrom the start,
I don't even know what songswould please you.
I have given up tryingto recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment.
All the immenseimages in me- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,cities, towers, and bridges,
and unsuspectedturns in the path,and those powerful lands that were once pulsing with the life of the gods-all rise within me to meanyou, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at,longing.
An open windowin a country house-, and you almost stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,-you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors were still dizzy with your presence and,
startled,gave back my too-sudden image.
Who knows?perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, seperate, in the evening...
Lets talk about the Birds and the Bees shall we????
Yeah, you heard it write, i want to talk about this. In fact i want people around me to talk about it, and the very important issue of sex-education in schools. because they ( the Maharashtra government that is), just last week banned it. Reason???? its against social values, against a 5000 year old culture, against the wishes of parents, who would rather let their children grow up all confused about their very own existence,or take recourse to misleading sources of information on the net and all, thereby creating bigger problems.and no, they are not the first, there are a number of other states that have already banned this.
Its silly, to say the least. I was just having a conversation with my father, who himself happens to be a doctor. And i am fortunate to have been born in a family where at the tender age of 14, when i went through the changes that nature hath in store for me, my father made me sit down and explained a lot of things, and gave me some sound advice. I am sure my mother did the same for my sister. And i was also fortunate enough to have a biology teacher in school, who when teaching this NCERT chapter called Life Processes II, that talked about the human reproductive system, explain it as clinically and scientifically as possible, without resorting to being emabarrassed ( we had another teacher in the same school, who would leave the chapter to be read by students themselves). And today as i talked to my father, he told me about how as a kid himself, he and his brothers and all used to be flabbergasted at the way things moved. They used to have no idea of what was happening, they were confused, scared, to the point they thought they were "sinned".And they had no one to help them, for that was the way society was then, closed, with fathers and mothers rarely talking to kids openly. The society was good in its own other ways, but atleast in this way there was something wrong.
50 years down the line, the story i guess continues. Atleast thats what one gleans from the reports that appear in the news. The repercussions though are far more serious. Children grow up confused, unable to go to anyone at times, resorting to questionable sources of information, and in the worst of the cases, become victims of child abuse, many a times at the hands of thier own relatives. A recent study published here in the Hindustan Times indicated, India had one of the highest incidences of child abuse. A simple solution to this problem was this subject of introducing education in a structured manner to school going children. I read report of a school starting almost from class 1, and progressing to impart knowledge based on the child's mental and physical progress. the younger kids are first taught about differences between a good touch and bad touch, and all. I liked the system, atleast on paper.
But now that has been banned atleast in this state. The reasons, to the say the very least, are absurd.They talk about preserving the culture of the country against westernization. Bah. Strange it is, that some of the actually bad things have been beautifully imbibed into our system, with hardly a whimper, while the certainly better thing is being cried foul against.
And the worst part that i read, was that parents are against the subject. I do not know how true it is. But if it is, well i hardly can believe that we have progressed. I mean for politicians to claim all this shit, is understandable, they always like to use culture shit to get votes. but for so called educated parents ( i do assume parents sending kids to school, and good schools, atleast have some level of awareness and education), to behave such, is sad.
It is an issue that is serious, that is deep. and i guess it requires gargantuan efforts by doctors, physchologists and the like to change the mindset of the people at large. Only then could the governments be made to change stance.
Till then, its sad, perhaps very sad.
Its silly, to say the least. I was just having a conversation with my father, who himself happens to be a doctor. And i am fortunate to have been born in a family where at the tender age of 14, when i went through the changes that nature hath in store for me, my father made me sit down and explained a lot of things, and gave me some sound advice. I am sure my mother did the same for my sister. And i was also fortunate enough to have a biology teacher in school, who when teaching this NCERT chapter called Life Processes II, that talked about the human reproductive system, explain it as clinically and scientifically as possible, without resorting to being emabarrassed ( we had another teacher in the same school, who would leave the chapter to be read by students themselves). And today as i talked to my father, he told me about how as a kid himself, he and his brothers and all used to be flabbergasted at the way things moved. They used to have no idea of what was happening, they were confused, scared, to the point they thought they were "sinned".And they had no one to help them, for that was the way society was then, closed, with fathers and mothers rarely talking to kids openly. The society was good in its own other ways, but atleast in this way there was something wrong.
50 years down the line, the story i guess continues. Atleast thats what one gleans from the reports that appear in the news. The repercussions though are far more serious. Children grow up confused, unable to go to anyone at times, resorting to questionable sources of information, and in the worst of the cases, become victims of child abuse, many a times at the hands of thier own relatives. A recent study published here in the Hindustan Times indicated, India had one of the highest incidences of child abuse. A simple solution to this problem was this subject of introducing education in a structured manner to school going children. I read report of a school starting almost from class 1, and progressing to impart knowledge based on the child's mental and physical progress. the younger kids are first taught about differences between a good touch and bad touch, and all. I liked the system, atleast on paper.
But now that has been banned atleast in this state. The reasons, to the say the very least, are absurd.They talk about preserving the culture of the country against westernization. Bah. Strange it is, that some of the actually bad things have been beautifully imbibed into our system, with hardly a whimper, while the certainly better thing is being cried foul against.
And the worst part that i read, was that parents are against the subject. I do not know how true it is. But if it is, well i hardly can believe that we have progressed. I mean for politicians to claim all this shit, is understandable, they always like to use culture shit to get votes. but for so called educated parents ( i do assume parents sending kids to school, and good schools, atleast have some level of awareness and education), to behave such, is sad.
It is an issue that is serious, that is deep. and i guess it requires gargantuan efforts by doctors, physchologists and the like to change the mindset of the people at large. Only then could the governments be made to change stance.
Till then, its sad, perhaps very sad.
A new love affair
Yeah i am in love.
Shes smart, shes stylish, i love the sound she makes.
Shes got all it takes........to make a great bike. yeah, i finally get to own a motorcycle. In college, i did not have one, coz they banned them. for the first two years of office life, i was unsure how long i would stick in one place, so did not invest. Now finally i get to it.
Kudos, to a long and wonderful affair with my own Dhanno.:))
Shes smart, shes stylish, i love the sound she makes.
Shes got all it takes........to make a great bike. yeah, i finally get to own a motorcycle. In college, i did not have one, coz they banned them. for the first two years of office life, i was unsure how long i would stick in one place, so did not invest. Now finally i get to it.
Kudos, to a long and wonderful affair with my own Dhanno.:))
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