Life is not meaningless excercise/tympass to various creatures who are still living in harmony with nature.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Selfishly Meaningless
Life is not meaningless excercise/tympass to various creatures who are still living in harmony with nature.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
An American Crime
I have just finished watching “An American Crime”. I was stoned for good few minutes after the credits started rolling. The night was never so silent for me recently. I was too shocked to even think something. Had it been a fiction the characters shown in the movie would have been more believable but it was a true story. Truth sometimes is really stranger than fiction. In this case it was shocking. Gut wrenching. Then the first thing I did was to search the case history on which the film is based on. I realize it only now that they have shown the evil but not in its true darkness. The makers mellowed it down. And still the movie is enough to shatter all notions of innocence and humanity.
In today’s world a picture has been so carefully put in front of us that women and children are the living examples of innocence. Have you seen innocence being described visually or being penned down in the shape of a man? If there are any they will be far and few. There is a beast within all of us. Years of thinking over and questioning the social design at least gave me a little head start in that regard. So, I never give anyone the benefit or disadvantage of doubt. Yet these 90 minutes were enough to have me think again. A must watch film for the riveting story it tells.
I was forced to write a blog, my second in space of just two days.
Friday, December 31, 2010
...but the memory remains
Last decade started with this song and this decade made me realize that nobody means even I myself don’t know the answer. May the new decade bring me the light to the path where I am destined.
Adios amigo.
At the end a dedication to Steffi Graf: 
Thursday, December 16, 2010
The Wrestler

I used to follow wrestling in my teens but slowly the interest faded because of the drama wrestlers of today are putting, or being told to put in the ring. They have made wrestling a soap opera. I remember once talking to friends and saying “Is ekta kapoor directing the shows or what? “ I still make fun of my brother who is a wrestling fanatic. I can’t even imagine myself watching even 5 minutes of those shows. And such a guy says Wrestler is a must watch.
What magnificent portrayal of the life. As for the direction and details the films opens up the world of professional wrestling for the viewers, but it never ridicule what they do. What make the movie worth watching are the emotions that the viewer has to wrestle through. The film depicts the life of an aging superstar with such mastery that your heart goes out for him.
P.S. No more making fun of my bro.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Untitled
दुनिया की भागती रेल में
सब सुन्न से बैठे हुए हैं
कुछ बन्धनों से ऐठे हुए हैं |
दिखता है सब जो हो रहा है
हर पल ही कुछ खो रहा है |
फूंका ये मंत्र इनपर है किसने
बांध दी है इनकी मति जिसने |
नहीं क्यों खौलता अब रक्त
सब हैं क्यों इतने आसक्त |
ये देख मैं कभी सोचता हूँ
मन को जरा कचोटता हूँ
मिल जाये उत्तर अब तो यही एक रास्ता है ,
जब टूट चूका उस बंधन से ही वास्ता है |
लौट कर जाना कठिन अब लग रहा उस भ्रम के अन्दर
मनुष्य आज भी जहा असल में एक बन्दर |
भले ही आज हम पका कर खाते हैं,
खुले तन में अब हम शरमाते हैं ,
यही तो दुःख है हम इस मिथ्या में ही भरमा गए हैं
ठहर कर देखो कहाँ थे, कहाँ आ गए हैं |
प्रश्न दुविधा संदेह में हाय मैं कैसा फंसा हु
अधेरे में खींचती माया के दलदल में धंसा हु
अब चाह इतनी सी यही है
देखू बस एक बार के क्या सही है
नहीं बचना मुझे इस काल मुख से
नहीं आसक्ति मुझको कोई सुख से
छा रही है फिर सर्वस्व धुंध काली
पुनः संसार चक्र में जीवित निगलने वाली |
बताई हुई कोई एक राह पकड़ी डर कर समर से
अगर बल है तो अपनी बात हम सशस्त्र परोसते हैं
जो हैं कमजोर अपने भाग्य को वह कोसते हैं
क्यों आये हैं हम ? है क्यों ये जन्म इस धरा पर ?
समय ही नहीं कि कोई सोचे इसपर बराबर
सफलता, धन धान्य, मोह माया को पकड़े
श्रेष्टता के उसी दिवा स्वप्न में जकड़े
बिताते जा रहे हम समय ये बहुमूल्य सोकर
खुलेगी नींद मानवता की अब सर्वस्व खोकर |
Saturday, December 4, 2010
.... and then they said 'Enough is enough !! '
After sunset kids were not allowed to go out. Buying a car was invitation to criminals to kidnap any of your family members, for you have shown them that you have money. Extortion was the fastest growing industry. The roads were in such a condition that a pregnant lady feared of giving birth on the way to hospital. No rules and regulations in offices. People who thrived were either criminals or were well connected. People waited, so did their leader. Fighting elections after election only to lose made them older but stronger than before.
Today youngsters are enjoying late night parties. On Dhanteras cars worth 200 Crore was sold in just one day. Cars are touching 100 Kmph on highways. Highways of today are not narrow strip marked by potholes but are 4-lane and well maintained.
Yes, not everything has changed. Corruption persists. So does poverty, illiteracy and crime. But looking back and comparing to the days that we all been through, gives a feeling of satisfaction. Satisfaction that the fight is leading somewhere. Few more battles to win and then the limping state will start to walk.
The victory was certain but the ‘social engineering’ made it whooping. People are going to conclude that the victor played his cards well. But many results are unprecedented. BJP’s hindu candidate winning election in a constituency of over 75% muslim. Earlier When I used to hear people talk after or during election they used to talk about religion cast etc. This time they had decided, although it took time more than a decade, to vote for what was best for them. Independent candidates loosing almost everywhere was a sign that people wanted only one man to lead them. The man who fought alongside them all those years.
It’s a coup which took 15 years to materialize. No shots fired no blood in this battle still the effect far more effective and fruitful. Sometimes I used to think that like all the modes of governance democracy is going to collapse one day but this victory has given hope to democracy. It’s a hope to everyone suffering. It does not promise to change things overnight; the span might even outlast a generation.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Emotional Blackmail
बुढा हो गया हूँ मरने से पहले बहु नसीब होगी या नहीं ?
> अपने मरने से पहले दुसरे के मरने का इंतजाम | hihihihi
> अभी आपको बहु चाहिए, १ साल के बाद इसी मरने के तर्क पर आप एक पोता भी मांगेंगे |
यही समाज का रिवाज है
> समाज का रिवाज़ तो सती प्रथा भी थी , जो इस वक़्त हम गलत समझते हैं |
परिवार कि अवहेलना कर रहे हो
>अवहेलना तब होती जब मैं इस लायक ही न होता कि मैं किसी लड़की कि जिम्मेदारी ले सकू |
माँ बाप बच्चों के लिए कितना कष्ट उठाते हैं
> कष्ट हमने भी उठाये हैं | ये जानते हुए भी के पढाई लिखाई समय कि बर्बादी है हम लगे रहे हैं दिन रात | वरना नहीं पढना किसे अच्छा नहीं लगता | देखिये उन लडको को जो आवारा निकल गए, उनके माँ बाप उनकी शादी के लिए चिंतित हैं लेकिन लड़के पर दबाव नहीं | गैर जिम्मेदार होने का इनाम पा रहे हैं वो लड़के |
अगर हमारे बलिदान देने से आपका कोई हित होता है तो किसी भी परीक्षा से गुजरने को तैयार हैं | आप हमें खुश देखना चाहते हैं, वो हम हैं | आपकी ये जिद इशारा कर रही है आपके किसी और मकसद का | समाज द्वारा आपको दी गयी "कथित" जिम्मेदारी के निर्वाह का | जो कि हमारे समझ के बाहर है |
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
A Memory Coined
I guess the humor that I find in some, or rather most, of the rituals is something as hereditary as my receding hairline. :D