Incredible india

We achieved freedom at midnight, the darkness of the night has crept upon the future of India. We have been left with legacy called “Freedom” forfeited from our ancestors and today what “independence” means we must ask to ourselves. The dogma and spirit of freedom has been mollified, appeased by our inanition and sanguinary attitude. I remember a poem from Rabindranath Tagore called “where the mind is without fear” where he speaks about what he wanted to see of India some day but alas!

Veiled beneath the serene mask of independence lies the pariah of “Indianism”, under the disguise of each Indian’s anticipation to squelch the perfection. 

India may not have rich deposits of natural resources but what we have by-default with us makes us superior to any other country of the world. I here describe few unnoticed points about ourselves so that we can be proudly called as Indians.

1.       Cheapness: the first and the foremost quality that we Indians have procured as a legacy is cheapness. We have the world’s one of the cheapest car that is “Tata Nano”. The heart and the eye surgery in India is the cheapest in the world. Every book we buy comes out with” low price edition” for the subcontinent. We have world’s one of the cheapest train fair. That cheapness perhaps takes to another level of nimbleness. Thanks to “cheapness” we could give “zero” to the world. We have the world’s cheapest human resource available that’s why I.T sector is flocking around us.

This is the cheapness that carves out of us the intelligence in us. Let us realize that the tag “made in china” is outdated it is no more cheap let us carve  the “made in India” tag to be the best and the cheapest available.

2.       Jugaad: let me elucidate to you this quality. It actually started with DhiruBhai Ambani, who jeopardised the Sarkar-Raj for his taxes. “Frugile engineering” with a bit of Desi Tadka is called as “jugaad”. We can practically clear any encumbrance with our bit of “jugaad”. It is said that necessity is the mother of invention but who thinks of patenting anything when we have our “jugaad” in action. If there is no bridge we can adjust with our own hand built wooden bridges.

3.       Copy and paste culture: we Indians thrive on the copy and paste. Let it be software industry that India banks on or the so called “inspiration” of the Bollywood movie directors  we Indians are very good in this. And the major chunk of revenue that India gets is from this copy and paste culture.

So friends the “Time” is no longer the same it has changed itself to “itimes” so we need to change ourselves and “stretch ” our hands to perfection. So every young and ignited Indian let us awake ourselves and soar high nebulous rancour. Let’s kill the bureaucratical problems with our honesty.

The trail of tears that our ancestors have endured should not just go in vague. The countenance of India  is tarnished by vice . India was once said that “a country where gold was found in ant hill ” and this must be restored.  Independence has remained just a paradox.

Lets awake!!!  

philanderer's phrase

My favorite description of love is from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin: 

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine

From the times of Romeo-Juliet to the ultra modern era the most significant thing that has changed (other than technology) is the so-called “love”. Today the so called “love” has more lewd intentions than it ever had (yet we are marching to the 1^st century very proudly). We can’t impugn from the fact that love and lust today are juxtaposed by each of the so called “lovers”.

Love today can just be compared to a hotel, where the looks and services really count for. If the service is good then the “customer” returns else finds a new hotel. This article is  not a lampoon to the love but its lamenting on the fact that love has become a inane.

On one side where the “Honour killings ” rock the country, on the other side “the one night stands ” make the society infantile. Both of the above happenings are just manacle to the developing society. With the advancement of internet the love has really transformed itself into another “scrap” (it should be rather called as a crap). The Valentine’s Day essence has just been commercialized for selling the cards and gifts and the rest is done by the R.S.S and viswa hindu parishad.

Now what really matters for a boy to be a good lover??

 If you ask a girl “does look matter? “she would definitely deny the fact. But it really does matter. The very first thing a guy/girl looks for in his/her companion is definitely the “looks”. But what really counts for guy is to have two features. He should be “caring” and “daring”.

Let me explain you in the a-z of love(what it really meant ) :

Love is associated with Adjuration of romanticism, Beatified dreams, Crescendo of excitements, Demeanor of respect for the other, Elysian smile when you see the other, Frenetic thoughts, Galleon of tears when you miss the other, Halcyon walks with  hand in hand with other, Imbue with gestures of the other, Jibe to every demand of the other, Kaleidoscope of emotions, Loquacious sessions on the phone, Mesmerized by the looks of the other, Nubile plans, Oaf actions to catch the attention of the other, Penchant for remaining close with each other, Quagmire voice when with the other, Rabid action to meet the other, Sanguine on the thought of the other, Trepidation of losing the other, ubiquitous feeling of the other ,Visceral sensations, Waggish pranks, Xanax like words of the other,yen for company ,zeal of the every other guy/girl around the other......

                                                                                            (to be conitnued)

A Sanctimonious Salutary

The Hindu religion has a 33 crore god and goddesses (though some are eventually killed by my friend Sanjivan by taking fake “god promises”) and in India we today have a population of little more than 133 crore so technically speaking if we divide each human being to module then perhaps each god gets around 4 people and they can’t even handle 4 people and we damned sycophants go on praying them.

Is it a mere dilettante effort or just some mere chauvinist dilemma? Either I may sound too Sceptic in my beliefs or my “iconoclast ideas “may throw some limelight on the prejudices of this virago-like society but I have entirely left it to the reader to decide what’s right and what’s wrong.

One day I was asked by one of my friend that “what’s god?”.

In my laconic thought of ideas, I want to put forward two basic fundamental prospects to the above mentioned questions.

Technically speaking god is nothing just a mere hoax created in the society, so that the people can throw out there problems to him/her, which thereby results in improvement of self confidence and boosting the morale of the one that prays. Surveys show that those who believe in god have a better psychological stability than the others .that may be the reason why we (“the Hindus”) pray everything around us. We haven’t spared the sun, stars, moon, trees( Tulsi, Neem) and even the animals that were close to us like the cows, mouse(associated with “Ganesha”),owl, bull, and the list is really endless. Thank to the makers of the so-called religion that they have spared the dog or else the workers of my hostel wouldn’t have beaten the up after they created mess out of the hell.

Leaving behind the agonistic views behind I want to put forward my chronic atheistic view of god. God is nothing but a perfidy, treachery, pejorative thought (sorry for the peccadillo, for sounding so parsimonious) by our own-self only to blame for the mistakes that we have committed. Suppose while walking along a green meadow accidentally we stumble upon a rock laying there un-noticed, so as a human being we need to blame someone as we think always that we are always right. so there is God to receive our blame on the other side.

So god is nothing but a mere ramification of our own rancor of thought to refute against our own revere. It’s like we are sardonic to ourselves only.