R U M I N A T I O N S

As they say 'An empty mind is a devil's workshop' and I'm no different.I jotted down few random and bizarre opinions of mine. My take on profanities Sonofabitch, Motherfucking, our very own B.C. , Ch. ,#@%^…Etc.( my vocabulary is limited :(, I never think beyond ‘kutte’and ‘ghaade’)What’s the similarity in all these swear words? All of them target females related to the recipient.Lately I have observed that these words are being used more as punctuation marks rather than as profanities. The male ego or psyche gets a boost when these words are used, moreover, when one is in the company of peers. I think,a sense of pride and achievement is felt.However, when one is actually cursing somebody I fail to understand that how in the world can you say ‘have sex with your mother or sister or whatever’ for a mistake of his. I don’t know whether people actually realize what they are saying while using these words. But, logically,how come ‘go fuck your mother or sister’ comes into ...

My phone beeped to announce the arrival of a text message that read “Rose for a rose...Happy Rose day”.For a moment I was perplexed and then it occurred to me that the countdown for the big day(read V-day) has finally begun. Its like the most awaited day by college goers(even school kids) to express,confess or celebrate their so-called LOVE. Tomorrow there shall be some other day may be a chocolate day or a teddy day, who knows! I typed in the reply “An SMS can never substitute the texture and scent of a rose...anyhow Happy Rose day to you as well”. What a lame reply that was but I couldn't think of anything worse than this then :p Have I ever received a 'real rose' on this day?Oh yeah I did! And that was probably two years ago and Hey I met that chap recently on my visit to college. It was nice to catch up with an old friend after a long hiatus. Emotions are like wild horses and rather than taming them its better to let them loose. Of late I have been pondering over the ph...

What a gloomy day! In the morning, lying in my bed I could sense that something is not right about TODAY.As usual I dismissed it as a figment of my imagination. I read the news of gang rape of a MBA girl in Noida. What goes in the minds of these rapists? Why do these men think that they have the liberty over any woman they want and what makes others jump into the act, don’t they have an independent mind of their own? Day by day, the city and NCR is becoming unsafe for women. Few minutes later I saw the news of Satyam balance sheet scam on CNBC. My God! I could never imagine such a thing from one of the top IT companies of India. The anger was apparent in Udyan Mukherjee’s voice; I have never seen him talk like that before. He is always calm and composed and I admire him for that composure. I don’t know why he lost it today. Coming back to Satyam, Mr. Raju what made you think that you’ll be able to get away safely after such kind of manipulations in the balance sheet? Earlier it was Ma...

It was my B'day two days back.I so wanted to publish this post on 22nd but somehow couldn't make it.So,I guess Xmas eve was meant to be 'the' day.This B'day was somehow special for two reasons.I came into this world on a freezing cold evening of Monday,22nd December,1986.This birthday also happened to fall on Monday.Moreover,i have completed twenty-two years of my life and the digits sum up to four.The date 22nd also sums up to four.Hence,in a way this birthday was unique in itself. Unlike this year,It was exceptionally chilly on the day i was born.On top of it,terrorism was at its peak in Bathinda those days.My nani often talks about her experience of that train journey.In those days there was only one train to Bathinda in a day and that too late at night. On that fateful day,when train was nearing Punjab,it was stopped in the middle of nowhere and all kinds of rumors about train being hijacked started flying around.After around half an hour the train finally star...

The first voice i heard today in the morning was of a terrorist asking for the release of fellow Mujhaidins .I woke up instantly and saw the rushes of a hotel on fire,bodies being taken to hospitals,a bleeding child etc. India is in the grip of terror again.This is being touted as the worst act of terrorism on India.In fact a news channel called it 9/11 of India.Nothing new,i guess!Repeated occurrences of terror attacks have made us callous by now.They can't scare us anymore. The moment i picked up today's newspaper i was totally shocked and it had nothing to do with this terrorism thing.Yesterday itself i posted about 'Death' and i happened to mention about bomb blasts.I had written about death and more than hundred people were killed last night.Post coming up hours before that attack,was it just a mere coincidence?Now i am getting a creepy feeling.I read somewhere that there's no such thing as coincidence.Everything happens as per destiny.Did my sub conscience ha...

The word 'death' arouses an enigmatic feeling within me and that feeling is dark,mystic and intriguing.This may sound weird but it evokes a sense of thrill within me.On the contrary people usually hush away this topic.During our chatty sessions at night whenever i have inadvertently touched upon this subject of discussion I'm interrupted and the topic is changed quickly.I'm told that its not appropriate to discuss about these things and here I'm writing up a full-fledged blog [:p](a friend also suggested this topic).A friend who knows palm reading,once told me that my lifeline is short and I'll die young.I was actually glad to hear that,after all who wants to stay for long in this big bad world.The same night i casually told my parents that i want an electronic or a CNG cremation for myself,after all i don't want to increase my carbon footprint in this era of global warming.They were like 'now where does this come from?' and changed the topic again.L...

Few notions have been lingering in my mind for the past three weeks or rather i should say a series of events seeded these concerns of mine. Whenever we meet a person, be it an acquaintance or somebody we are meeting for the first time,packets of remarks are dispersed in our intellect."She looks ill","That color doesn't look nice on him","Here she comes,I don't wanna face her" etc.These comments either flash for a microsecond and disappear or lead to some more casual remarks,depending upon our environment.At times we even articulate these remarks but that depends on the level of intimacy we share with that person. In our society there are certain conventions regarding the behavior and personality of a person.If somebody talks too much we are like "He's a pain in the a**,a complete nuisance!!" and on the other hand if we come across somebody who's reclusive we go like "Uff,he's so quiet.He always bores me to death!!"....