I have seen them decompose

Protection is good. Sometimes it helps nurture the blossoms to flowers and seeds to fruits. But many-a-times, the fruit doesn’t see daylight, hence not armed with to fight the toil of life and thereby, fails. Frail and weak, the fruit drops off, without giving any of its ‘expected’ or desired results.

Coming to real world too, we’ll have plenty of examples. Kids coming from too protective families often fall prey to ragging, out-of-couch feelings and die an early death. Poetically speaking, ‘Death of middle class Indian dollar dreams’!!

I have somehow experienced it in leaps and bounds over the past year. How racism is born, how caste divides are nurtured and how differences are kept in the blood, which surprisingly has its roots in the very way people are brought up. I read somewhere, parents bragging about giving their offshoots the ‘Indian value’ teachings! And our first lady of Bengal, Mrs. Dona Ganguly retorted that teachings aren’t taught but imbibed and taken up from the milieu they’re brought up in. true. But that’s what serves as the spice powder in the soul curry!

Often the way a Bengali lad is taught about their cuisine leads them to struggle for living in the tamarind-exhaustive southern part and the way a vegetarian Marwari boy is fed leads them to get their hands a kilometer off from all the chicken-friendly classes! But there weren’t any stones unturned and any (book) pages/ leaves unopened when they were ‘educated’. But somehow the problem of having the world’s second largest democracy has its bottleneck… we are different, and so bloody different that our blood is the only thing common between us.

Come to religion, it depends on region. Come to cuisine, it comes to coastal non-coastal, come to political turbulence or economic upheaval, it falls under territory-based exuberance or nonchalance. The ‘indianness’, an ever-elusive term, becomes more so, when presented to the inside-world, but surprisingly opposite when presented outside. Abroad, all Indians are desis and hindi-bengali-marathi-tamils eat from the same plate! Or do they? Do there also we are not stung by the tetuls, the roshogollas, the achars and the tandoors? Then why boast about something intransient, inculcated and inherited?

If there’s something called an open question, then maybe this is one the most important of them all. We are all united when the national anthem is played, bar the north-indians who think ‘sare jahan se achha’ would have suited India better!!! And there are chain mails about how ‘Jana gana’ was written actually to insinuate the British Empire. Always prone to an empirical-structure, be it the Mughal, British or the Gandhi (ahh, I like that!), we have been anti-incumbent and accumbency-lovers. You can call us hypocrites, but we have it in our blood!

I spotted a red clutter in my restroom the other day. I could get what it is and I left it at that. Yesterday I saw that is cleared and the remnants helped me understand that that was actually an unused old red towel. It decomposed to such an extent, that it became a heap of red dust particles. Someone told me a weird reason for not taking bath everyday… “If a towel is regularly put in a bucket of water then what happens to it? It rots. So is our body!!” well, my forgotten friend, here’s a polar opposite of your story. Don’t wash it for a long time and it decomposes. To particles… to molecules, to atoms and to some other little-known, much-spent God-particles, Higgs-bosons!!! But it decomposes.
And I have seen them decompose.

Wandering of the perfumed dirt!

There are five types of people in this world. I do not wish to give you a count of all of them, but i will tell ytou something. We often think life is a huge pancake with unfair shares given to everyone. Then who gets the right share? Who decides who deserves what? If we are too small compared to the earth and if our earth is still small compared to the cosmos, then we/earth = earth/cosmos. so earth squared = we * cosmos!! Now, we are negligible compared to cosmos, and that becomes a finite quantity. now incremented we by dWE and arth by dEarth, we arrive at, we/earth = we + dWE / earth + dEarth! so if we land on some bigger planet someday, we will automatically be bigger!!!

CRAP!

what is not so crappy here is the though we are as big as our earth! if we think our earth is huge, we are huge. if we think earth is too small place to live, you are small, buddy!! it's like the droplet which sits pretty on a grasstop thinking she's the prettiest droplet in this world, when sun rises and drains the drop out of the grass. at last, it's the grass who's lonely. it's you who are alone. if you think so. I finish of tonight's bundle of banter with a poem:

Off they went where Sun never sets
Off they went on a lonely trip
Off they went with hand in hand.
The anguished soul with the bereaved man!

Dreamt they big on higher hopes
Flied they high on light's speed
Moved they free where they smelt love
The same smell of the dirt road.

Parrachute is all they needed, back
When they decided to return home
To the sweet pastures of earthy sweat
and salty perspiration was licked through.

Think apple. Eat peach!

Crows for company

That's why I love Google. Even when ypu're in mood and out of touch, it gives you the right push for it. Today it was the topic of my blog, and Google said: ruminate. I agreed.

Pas month has been pretty eventful at any length. New habitat, New habits and new habitants! big news is I'm trying my hand at cooking. though haven't cooked much as of now, but you know, with proper ingredients and machinery at ready disposal, I might start anytime. Just an allusion, you see!

The chioce of people seems good, rather great. It's good to see that grinder working! Sad part is it has been two months I went home and maybe four more months till I go again. and that's a sad story, you bet. Had been having regular chats with old pals like DK, Pope and Kohi... and it's heartening to see DK accelerating hard. Pope has got a Swiss job! I know that's sexy!! I have had a few phone call and offers, none of which looked really interesting to shift again. The one with best one is pending, and chances seem to be bleak there. Luck is something you can always try... and keep on trying, right?

Personally too, it has been great. Had a chance to dine with my latest crush and some chitchats there were worth saving in a tape! Nights are really cool, one with the AC working all night and rest, with her words putting and pulling out from sleep. Ahh... I forgot, sleeping habit has gotten bad to worse, now awry. I can't sleep before three... that's fine when I land up late in office; but what happens when I need toreport before nine? Chumma pa... hell freezes o'er! And yes, it's a different story that it's nearly six in the morning now: it's weekend!! and the lasttwo beers have gone down the drain, clearly!

Didi and folks have moved to NJ, they must be having fun! The skyline lures me like anything. Good thing is I resumed on my reading habit. Some good books here and there... makes up for the 12-12 routine on weekdays!!

and there you go, I just remembered I have an unfinished book. aAnd I have crows for company.

Let's start the search.
For the last cigarette!!!

FLATtened

They say that a few good men can make the impossible. I agree taking a flat at your workplace is not that big a task, but certainly it seemed so after monthlong persuaion to people for making their mind to shift. but lax got the better of many! Finally we could gather a lot of four, just the number needed for making the move. It took an hour or so, with a great amount of help from friends, we moved in, with nearly eight luggages per person. Luckily for us, the flat is full furnished, and with a friend coming in with his machine, I promise blogging will be much easier if not regular. It seems the good old habits are trying to come back into time and space, and I'm only too eager. Will obviously come back in a better and bigger manner... lest I do away with cleaning of the system.

Thought you all would love the news, so shared it. Make happiness.

Cheers!!!

courtesy tatha..

tere bin / besides you
sanu sohnia / my love
koi hor nahio labhna / i shan't find another
jo dave / who'll give
ruh nu sakun / peace to my soul
chukke jo nakhra mera / and indulge me
ve main sare ghumm ke vekhia / i have gone and seen it all
amrika , roos, malaysia / america, russia, malaysiana
kittey vi koi fark si / there wasn't any difference
har kise di koi shart si / they all had some condition
koi mangda mera si sama / some asked for my time
koi hunda surat te fida / some were fascinated with my face
koi mangda meri si vafa / some demanded my fidelity
na koi mangda merian bala / none wanted my demons
tere bin / besides you
hor na kise / no one else
mangni merian bala / wanted my demons
tere bin / besides you
hor na kise / no one else
karni dhup vich chhan / shall shade me in the sun
jiven rukia / (the) way you paused
si tun zara / slightly
nahion bhulna / i shan't forget
main sari umar / all my life
jiven akhia si akhan chura / you said, looking away
"rovenga sanu yad kar" / "you shall weep in my memory"
hasia si main hasa ajeeb / i laughed a strange laugh
(par) tu nahi si hasia / but you didn't
dil vich tera jo raaz si / you had a secret in your heart
mainu tu kyon ni dasia / why didn't you tell me
tere bin / besides you
sanu eh raz / none shall tell this
kise hor nahion dasna / secret to me
tere bin / besides you
peerh da ilaaj / what druid
kis vaid kolon labhna / has the cure to my ills
milia si ajj mainu / i found today
tera ik patra / a note of yours
likhia si jis 'te / on which you had scribbeled
tun shayr varey shah da / a varis shah couplet
park ke si osnu / upon reading which
hanjnu ik duliya / a teardrop fell
akhan 'ch band si / what was locked in the eye
seh raaz ajj khulia / was revealed today
ki tere bin / that other than you
eh mere hanjnu / these tears of mine
kise hor / won't be kissed by
nahio chumna / none else
ki tere bin / that other than you
eh mere hanjhu / these tears of mine
mitti vich rulnha / will wither in the dust

blabber 'bout a belly... that's mine!

I am a mirror... Gotcha!! :-)
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An eternal optimist is how I would like myself to evolve as.till now, I have respected human values and corporate ethics with same allegiance.Having done with my studentship,I am now polishing my boots before plunging into the professional world.I am ambitious, and I like my aspirations to go as wild as they can, because 'going wild' is the only thing sensible people cannot do!

However, I am a perennial learner, who loves to learn from life rather than texts.Computers interest me, I breathe in the Internet and Management is my pursuit. My academics are my gun, and my inter personnel skills are the bullets.

A quintessential hedonist, I love to take cue from great men and their achievements.My guiding lights have been :
"You never win a silver, You loose a Gold." and
"If you want to see heaven,You must die."

I believe in 3 secrets of life which hold me strong. My family is my backbone, and my friends are my greatest treasure. My love is passionately distributed between a kid, classical music and an age-old diary.

Intellect stimulates me.They often regard me as one EVIL GENIUS!

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"Don't be Evil"...

"Stay Hungry,
Stay Foolish!!"

Knowing is believing, Knowledge is God!