Hello! My fans were missing me, so guess what? I am back!!
Well this is going to be a super short one.
It’s for all those drivers who do not give way when we honk them. They don’t allow us to pass, is it because of their ego, or because they are deaf and can’t hear the honk, or they don’t know that they are supposed to give side when someone is honking them from behind?
Ultimately because they do not give side, we have to over take from the left which is always a dangerous proposition! So all you drivers reading this take care when someone honks you!!
Also riding a motor bike is a passion in itself and it drives some people crazy. Unfortunately that craze results in problems for people driving cars as the crazy cuts that they make leaves them stumped! In case of any collision, the onus falls on the driver of the bigger automobile and the sympathies of the public and the law are normally with the bikers. So please cooperate!!
P.S. - No, am not frustrated. Just generally concerned.. For myself!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
TRAFFIC RULES
Monday, May 19, 2008
SPOOKY NIGHT
Was working contently at quarter to three at night involving a project, in my house, currently inhabited only by me and my sister (who was sleeping at that time), when my landline, kept right besides my computer, whose number is available with scarce people, suddenly rang.
I was shocked for a moment. One I was merrily hearing a sweet romantic song, and two, the phone kept besides my computer has a very eerie kind of ring tone. It’s like the kind we have in movies in which murders are committed using a PCO booth. So in this petrified mood I picked up the phone and brought the words hello to my mouth. What I hear on the line? Oddly spaced beeps which are the kinds that are heard in MI when the phone is about to explode. Hopelessly I say hello a few more times half expecting the phone to explode any time. That was the kind of state I was in.
I managed to keep the phone only to be haunted by the noise of the storm, wait I wasn’t sure it was because of the storm, and so I decided to check the source of the sound that came. I scraped my way to the verandah and switched on the light. I saw nothing outside the open window in front of me except dark branches of a banyan tree. Not feeling contented I went up to the main door and switched on the bulb outside our main door from the inside. With great dread I looked out of the eye hole and felt no less spooked up when I saw there was nothing suspicious outside. I am a kind of guy who will do whatever he thinks he isn’t doing because he doesn’t have the balls to do it and at the same time needs to be done. I asked myself should I go out of my door. Had it been a movie I would have sworn at the actor who would have dared to go out to check it out. I thought I didn’t want to be sworn at by someone else who might go through tomorrow’s newspaper reading about an innocent boy being kidnapped, and I decided to retreat.
Phew, I came back to my computer still feeling a bit creepy and found this really nice friend of mine nicknamed vodka (oh he doesn’t really drink it!) who asked me to write a post on this. Well it is somehow making me feel better but guess what, am still feeling reluctant to sleep alone tonight!
Goodnight!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
ITS ODD
Around me I see relationships (Am being specific towards the romantic ones) which keep falling apart. Some of them have been longer than 2-3 years. They come up and give me a variety of reasons why they had left him (again I am being specific towards girls coming and telling me). Though I wish to console them, something which I used to till date, but now there are doubts which prevent me from being all sweet and sugary.
Take for instance a girl who tells me that the guy she had been dating since the last 3 years is over possessive and really insensitive. I asked her one fine day that since when did he become that way? You were really happy at first. She said well you know what he was always like that. I would have normally cringed at the thought and told her how did you manage to live with that guy and so on and so forth. What a bastard he is to have brought tears in your eyes. But something stops me from doing it now.
If he was always like that why did you continue with him for so long, more so because you always knew he was like that. “In the beginning it use to feel really nice that he was possessive about me. I used to feel protected and safe and it use to be a synonym for the fact that he loved me. But later on it started becoming troublesome and I could no longer sustain it and had to leave him.”
My interpretation to this might look really sadistic to some but that’s what it looked like to me. She felt nice that he was being possessive, which after some time started looking to her as over possessiveness. He might always have been over possessive but as they say love is blind. But anyway after suppose 6 months she realizes that oh god this guy is turning over possessive and its not easy for me this way and am feeling choked. So she will now try and change him. She will expect him to change. She will explain to him that, “Sweetheart I am always there for you.. I am not going anywhere with any of my friends or colleagues.. trust me!”. If he is unable to change himself that might just be the thing that she’ll do.
Now my point is that feelings like possessiveness are of the very innate nature, they are hard to satisfy and lessen by tools like logic. Understandable that she expected him to change. The guy is also trying to save their relationship’s ass and is giving himself reasons and assurances to lessen his possessiveness. But what if he is unable to? Is it his fault that he is like that? Is it his fault that even after trying hard enough he is unable to change himself. Well partly. But didn’t the girl accept him the way he was in the first place. Never mind this point too, at last she has realized that she has to leave him. But is it right to label him over possessive and someone who kept giving him tears in front of others after she has broken up with him in order to get sympathy and betray him like a bastard? I believe not.
There are other relationships around me in which I find the couple happy at times, crying most of the time, but still hanging on. They have been expecting each other to change from god knows when, but it just keeps worsening. The girl is under 20 and in spite of all this she has the balls (alternatives to this are welcomed) to say with firm belief to me that she and that guy are bound to marry. First of all, is the age mature enough to make such a decision, secondly before marriage this is the state, I dread to think of what might happen after. And ya there is a third point too, that if she is so sure about it then why at other times she keeps getting wavered so very easily. And when we quiz her at that time that why are you flirting with someone else, she says, “I am not happy with my relationship.” That’s a mighty surprise you know.
For people like her I wrote in the next post. Am sure ready to face some criticism for this article, but the bottom line is that in my eyes telling and acknowledging it to someone close about the weaknesses of your ex and the pains you had to face are fine, but terming him evil and sadist for reasons like over possessiveness and egoistic (another very intrinsic quality) is being a bit too brutal. So before you reach that situation in which you will have to crib, it’s the best if you don’t reach that state in the first place.
All the best with your loved one!
‘A’ SHRUNKEN WORLD
This poem was a gift i gifted to someone i thought would need it. Later on i decided to put it up here in the hope that people who need it actually read it..
As you and me laze around,
And my pen finds an inspiration,
Lets take you to the world,
Of a bird flying high in Utopia,
And a sailor traveling lands across the seas.
The bird was known as the Warmer,
It warmed the hearts of all,
Young and old, rich and poor,
With the beautiful twittering, unique to her alone!
People use to love her and give her grains aplenty,
Warmer was more than happy, with the way her life was running.
Now one fine day, the date slipped off my mind,
Comes a sailor from far away lands,
He was known as Oliver ‘Twist’.
Oliver was impressed by what he had heard of Warmer,
He called her out and told her thus,
“Hey Warmer! I am really impressed by you,
But why do you stay only in this land?
Come with me, I will take you places!
All these people here give you food coz you twitter so well,
The day you stop, they shall stop,
But I promise to always look after you,
And keep you ‘close and secure’.”
Warmer was impressed and charmed,
She lost her ind, hopped onto his hand and they set sail.
Warmer use to twitter throughout the ship’s deck,
Meet all the sailors,
But eventually come back to Oliver,
And twitter a special twitter for him.
Then there came storms,
He placed her in a cage,
He put water and food inside,
And faced the storm outside.
Warmer felt happy at the concern he showed,
And promised him from within,
That she’ll never leave him.
When the storms died, Oliver didn’t open the cage,
He wanted to keep her safe, from the other sailors on his ship.
Warmer again felt happy at first, by his care and affection,
He carefully picked up food, the best ones and gave it to her,
But with time, she started to feel miserable.
Her twittering started to die,
Her throat became hoarse,
She became croaky,
She told in vain to Oliver that Damn It! She wanted to fly!!
“But why do you wish to fly?
You got food, water shelter, security.
What else do you need?”
“Freedom”, said Warmer.
Oliver became furious and started yelling at her,
For being so ungrateful, after all his care.
Warmer lost her charm,
Oliver became ‘twisted’,
There was no more twittering around,
And Oliver turned frustrated.
Warmer was happy in Utopia,
She didn’t need to leave,
In quest of seeing different worlds,
She shrank her own world it seemed.
Oliver was a sailor,
He had seen many lands,
But the problem here was,
He just saw, never observed.
That’s all I remember in the story,
A story which I so very well remember,
It happened many, many years ago,
Although the year doesn’t matter.
EPILOGUE
She’s got a straw with which she can open the latch,
But she isn’t opening it,
Is she afraid of freedom?
Or does she want him to open it for her?
Or she is waiting for another sailor?
COMPOSED BY A WELL WISHER WHO WISHES TO SEE RELATIONSHIPS AROUND HIM, SUCH THAT PEOPLE DON’T HAVE TO LIVE FOR THE RELATIONSHIPS, THE RELATIONSHIPS LIVE FOR THEM..
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
TAKE HIM ON!!
Whom do you compete with? When you play what goes in your mind? What is the idea of being good? A few things which were hovering in my mind and I decided to jot them down for getting your viewpoint on the same.
We were having a discussion in our lecture class regarding why do we draw borders on the globe? There is no real border, like you don’t see a border line when you are crossing from one country to the other! Can there be something like a global citizenship? Can there be a global citizen?
We have communal feelings and that gives rise to communalism. We have a national flag, a national bird and we have nationalism. Suppose you are living right on the India-Pakistan border and you find someone suffering in your part of the country, you would rush to help him. Will exactly the same feeling of helping a person on the other side of the border suffering the same be born in you? If you are a nationalist, then maybe not. Compare this with a person who calls himself a global citizen, he will have no distinction in his mind.
Anything wrong in groupism? Well no judgments from my side but I will take the example of my hostel. There are 11 hostels in our institute and everyone loves their own institute. From this emerges a feeling of hostelism. So many times it has happened that before my match in an inter hostel event, my seniors would encourage me by saying, “usko jeetne nahin dena! us hostel ko pakka harana hai” instead of inspiring me by saying, “tujhe jeetna hai!!”. A bihari friend of mine recently send me a scrap, a part of which was this:
“Murder rate in Bihar is half of murder rate in Mumbai?
Rape is Bihar is 1/10th of Delhi?
Number of people killed in Bihar in communal violence is 1/75th
of Gujarat?
Naxalites in Bihar have killed less people than in Andhra Pradesh?”
So he felt that if only 5 girls are being raped in Bihar everday, it is good as it is 1/10th of rapes in Delhi? That is some progress!! Biharis would read this small extract and feel happy about the same and contented. Isn’t it a bit sad?
Well people would argue that terms like good, progressive are always relative. But I believe one should compete hard with oneself, better your previous records and go ahead of what you were a day ago!! That would always keep you on your toes. Once in a while compare yourself with others and see where you lie, but you try the hardest if you sincerely compete with yourself. Looking at people who are better than you can do three things:
1. You want to try harder so as to reach their level
2. You feel that you just can’t reach their level and lose hope
3. You start thinking of means of bringing the others down, something which I could smell in the statistics being delivered by my bihari friend.
I lost my badminton match the other day. I was feeling horrible. When I told my dad he told me that think of the happiness that the other person must be experiencing. Feel happy for him but at the same time try and improve yourself, try and find errors in your technique which you can improve on. In other world compete with yourself.
Someone might say that it is all a delusion in which I am living in. I am competing with myself so that eventually I compete with others. That’s absolutely true that I am going to compete against others at some point or not the other. But what I am talking about here is the approach you take with you when you take on him or her.
YOU MUST PLAY TO WIN AND NOT TO MAKE THE OTHER PERSON LOSE!
We know that Australians are better cricketers than us. When the racial allegations were doing rounds of the paper, one of my fellow bloggers observed one thing. Indians were elevating themselves in their own eyes by saying things like, “Australians are over aggressive and they don’t play the game in good spirit, but we are nice and gentle people who play the game in the right spirit”. At that point of time, the focus shifted from how India pathetically lost the 2nd match, in the most unthinkable ways by losing 3 wickets in the penultimate over, to the fact that we were good as we are better than them with regards to team spirit. In the process of blaming them, we stopped thinking that we need to really pick up our socks. We took joy in the fact that the Aussies are bad.
Finally for me healthy competition means not only the rules being followed fairly, the spirit to win but at the same time not being driven to play well to make the other person lose. And if we can get subsumed in that idea, than nationalism or communalism will not take ghostly turns. Remember nationalism is a bigger form of regionalism and also do remember what is going on in Maharashtra today. Please think deeply about it before commenting, as otherwise you might not be being true to yourself
Friday, January 11, 2008
EGO
I had to blog today. I just had to give vent to the thoughts that have been spiraling in my mind in the past 2 days. So here I come blogging, bunking a lecture which isn’t really worth attending!
It is said that a guy wants that he should be the first guy in the girl’s life. Whereas, the girl wants that she should be the last girl in the guy’s life. Which of these two emotions if seen (or tried to be seen) from an unbiased point of view looks more appealing?
Before I go further I would like to tell why this question suddenly came to my mind. I just watched the first 30 minutes of the movie, “Indecent Proposal” and thoughts came rushing by. In that, the girl who is married to this guy, X, had some kind of history with another guy, Y. X for years kept himself from asking her that what actually might have gone between Y and his girl. But one day he could control it no more and he asks her that what happened between the two of you. She says leave it, nothing and stuff. But he insists and insists with a fear of what he might have to hear. She says half crying, “Sex, but sex without love”. The very next question that he asks, “So how was it? Was it good huh?”. She says, “Don’t do this to me!!”. But he insists and she says it was good. And suddenly he outwardly looks calm, a calm under which plethora of emotions must have been whirl pooling.
The first question that came to my mind was that would he have felt any better had she said it wasn’t good? I doubt it. It’s very doubtful that he wouldn’t have doubted her saying contrary to the truth. His male ego was hurting him. How could another guy satisfy her needs? Is there another reason behind the fact that why guys want that he should be the first one in her life? Well maybe the physical reason is also behind it. And am hoping that the readers would understand what that physically ever deteriorating aspect might be.
As for the woman, her emotions are entirely based on the future. She is with someone, with whom she is hopefully at present happy, and therefore would like to live the rest of the life with him only. No worries about what happened in the past of the guy. Maybe they don’t have the female version of the “male ego” in them because men are supposedly the ones stronger physically and their sexual powers are compared, right from childhood in frivolous mockery without any basis. We rarely talk about a woman satisfying the needs of a man, but we do talk about needs of a woman being satisfied by a man. And as for the physical aspect that further drove the male ego, obviously there is no female counterpart.
Then I pondered that how can someone have control over one’s ego. I thought of three things:
• LOVE
• TRUST
• LOGIC
I will give my own example, a small example. When I go shopping with my elder sister, and I see her deciding for me what I should buy for myself and what I shouldn’t, I feel a bit offended. I feel that I have to buy clothes for myself, why is she showing contempt towards my choice and thrusting her own choice? But then my hurt ego feels healed when the love for my sister comes into picture, the trust that I have on her choice and then finally I logically think that I would get better clothes if I buy what she is telling me and hence I should allow her to choose for me.
Similarly if a guy decides to go into a relationship with a girl who has a past, the biggest driving force for him will be the love that he has for her. The fact that he loves her would make the presence of that woman in her life at that present time the most important thing to him. The fact that he trusts her, would assure him that she wouldn’t go back to the previous guy again. And if all this wasn’t enough, the logical part inside him should clear off any physical aspect of the “male ego” hurting him still. It shouldn’t be large enough to bother him!
The examples i took were concentrated on the romantic relationship between a guy and girl, but the three points that i gave, i firmly believe, apply in all situations, the way i applied it in the shopping example.
As for whose ego is more justified, that I leave for you all to ponder. Maybe some inputs from girls would be favourable :)
Feeling better now and am hopeful you all would be having some opinion about it. Do let me know, if you do.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
ORKUT SPAM
How can people (including my friends) be so naive?
HEY ITS DIANNA, FROM THE DIRECTOR OF ORKUT,EVERYBODY SORRY FOR THE INTERRUPTION BUT ORKUT IS CLOSING THE SYSTEM DOWN BECAUSE TOO MANY BOTTERS ARE TAKING UP ALL THE NAMES, WE ONLY HAVE 57 NAMES LEFT,
IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO CLOSE YOUR ACCOUNT, DONT SEND THIS MESSAGE, IF YOU WANT
TOKEEP YOUR ACCOUNT ,SEND THIS MESSAGE TO EVERYONE ON YOUR LIST.
THIS IS NOT A JOKE, YOU'LL BE SORRY IF YOU DONT SEND IT. THANKS DIRECTOR OFORKUT, TIM BUISKI. WHOEVER DOESNT SEND THIS MESSAGE, YOUR ACCOUNT WILLBEDEACTIVATED AND IT WILL COST YOU $ 10.00 A MONTH TO USE IT.
I had stopped checking orkut messages coz i knew it were being spammed.. Now wil i have to stop going through my scraps?? And i wish no one had created this send scraps to all friends feature!!
Sunday, August 5, 2007
TRIBAL WARS
Ironically, the inspiration for this post has been the reason for my inactivity in the blogosphere. Yes it’s the tribalwars!!
Introduced to me by my friend this game changed the course in which I was gonna spend my summer holidays. I was just (unfortunately still am ) totally addicted to it. Playing it for about 13-14 hours a day. First thing in the morning before even brushing my teeth and catching glance of the clock to check out the time. The dozens of movies that I had planned to watch all got soaked in mud. Why? Why is a strategy game like tribalwars and AOE so addictive is the question am gonna answer from my perspective. Plus few lessons I learnt from it.
Basically the game is about this : you are given an undeveloped village, u got to develop it, built troops, attack others and at a later stage capture villages of others. It is an MMO (Massively Multiplayer Online) game. And there are different worlds in there. There were about 80 thousand people playing the world in which I was intensely involved with. You are supposed to join a tribe and be loyal to the same. You can make allies with the people around you. After joining a tribe making personal allies around me was the first thing I did. I found two people around me who were just too good and too helpful. With the support of my allies I kept fending off two players who were one of the topmost players in the world and I eventually ended up as no.2 defender in the world. I lost finally though and guess the reason for that? One of our allies ditched us.
I showed selfishness in the game lot many times. I use to feel guilty, but the want of greater power in the game use to be overpowering and I use to give in. My friends told me it is just a game when I reflect back and think why I did it. But I believe that the way you play your game also depicts your self in the real world. So believe me am SELFISH!
The other question is that why is it so addictive. Simple reason! Its competitive and everyone tries to be stronger than the other. Bully the other guy with words, something which many of them (including me :P ) wont do in real life. It’s a different world altogether!
Anyone who wants to check out the game should log onto tribalwars.net
P.S. don’t kick my ass if you get addicted to it and screw up your studies!
