The pit of the stomach is a funny place!
We see, hear, touch, smell, and taste... but it is all reflected in the pit of the stomach!
When u see something which u r not supposed to see, before your ears go numb, if you hear something not meant for you, When u touch something forbidden, when u taste that heady whiskey, or a grain vodka, your pit of the stomach gives its first warning!
When u are caught in a compromising situation, when you are outside the viva hall, or the Principal’s office, waiting to be grilled,
when the traffic policeman signals you to pull over,
when you are supposed to be somewhere, and you are so late that you don’t even feel like making an effort, when you are about to give up, the Pit of the stomach acts funny!
It is like this seventh sense. Like a fore-conscience. It warns you at the spinal level. You don’t have to think the situation. And it gives you the warning!
I have had my fair share of ‘Pit- Alerts!’
A confession.
I have done some things which I am not proud of, been through ‘definitely embarrassing' situations, and I had, at those instances, hated the feeling.
And the past few months.
I am now employed, taking a lot of responsibility. I have stopped my careless ways of getting things done. I reach my work place on time. (!)
I have minimal social life. I am far away from the Principal’s office! And I am a tad too careful on the road. To sum it up, I have been on my best behaviour recently.
Today I woke up late, and the first thought was, ‘shit, it's only 17 days to the exam.’
And the all so familiar sensation was back... Not just back, but ‘gut wrenching’ back-in its full glory..
And I am happy to have it back! Reminds me of all those ‘fun’ and carefree days!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Love.
'Love conquers all..'
I said this on my page on Orkut, and I got an instantaneous reply..
'Does it really?' asked a friend..
A buddy of mine supported her..
well, Love is as hot a debate, as, lets say, "Acceptance of Homosexuals in society."
Weird isn't it when someone says, "I hate Love."?
I am not much of a thinker. I don't know if 'love conquers all', or is 'all forgiving', or the 'ultimate truth'.
All I know is, it gives me strength.
I love my mother, and her sight in the morning gives me the strength to face the day.
I loved my grandpa, and that gave me the strength to hug him when he was in distress,or help him change his clothes, despite the fact that his bed used to be soiled, or appreciate the single words he used to say, after days on end, or just a smile he gave rarely,like he kept it reserved for some occasions.
I love my sisters, who live far apart, but never feel disconnected from them.
I love my brothers, and it gives us strength to stand up for each other.
I love my country, despite the fact that it is heading in the wrong way.
I love my friends, and it helps me stay alive!
Hate is a stronger reaction, like the taste of chilies say. Love is as bland as the flour.
But we cant live on chilies can we?
Many, are scorned by love. We have let it down, by trying to fit it into some kind of definition. Wouldn't it be wise to give it another chance?
After all, where does all this hate, or for that matter indifference take us?
Monday, December 8, 2008
Welcome to the Great Indian Circus
Welcome to the Great Indian Circus
The first impression about the circus was good. I mean, with more than a hundred crore spectators, it sure was a crowd puller.
The speciality of the circus is that, it is totally indigenous. The performers (or most of them) are, from the crowd itself! And, there is a totally new experience; there is no schedule for the performances, it almost happens like a reality show!
The circus was currently in Mumbai, for the last four months. The Star of attraction, was the Big Baboon, with its gang of Macaques. On the receiving end, were the mules, from the Ganga plains. The show went on, with this Gang of monkeys, beating up the mules, and made them run for the shelter. The show was called off, when the Animal right activists took an objection.
Next, was the unexpected turn, when a Jealous Neighbouring Circus, sent its trained sabre toothed cats, Who swam a great deal, right past the sleeping sea lions, and sea horses, entered the circus tent, and threatened to blow it off! The item lasted for quite some time. The Leopards finally came to a rescue, after much persuasion, and gutted the cats, with minimal damage to the tent.
Reacting to it, a big horde of Pansy butterflies made an appearance on the stage, which was a hot bed of activity. They came one by one, finding time from their merriment. Some said very funny things, now, was it their loss of intellect, or was it because they wanted to lighten the atmosphere by their farces, they alone know.
But, the crowd was not happy. It loved the circus, though it treated the crowd badly, charging them exorbitant tickets, and not taking much care for the security. Agreed, the crowd faced minor discomforts, the bedbugs sent by the Jealous Neighbouring Circus , would suck some blood, but it was forgiven and forgotten just like a bug bite. But this was a big thing. Bed bugs were one thing, and the Saber toothed cats were another.
Suddenly, as if awakened by lightening, the crowd decided, that they needed new showman. The Peacock, who was the current manager was made to step down from his post. His deputy, The Crow, was a bit reluctant to step down. He even stated that such minor incidences happen in a big circus. This enraged the crowd even more, so he succumbed to public demand.
Meanwhile, the sea lions and the sea horses came under public criticism. Their leader stated that it needed more intelligence. Also, the leopards were dispatched, and were to stay in the sensitive areas.
The Chimp wanted to be the new Regional Manager. But the Big Dolphin, who was made to dress as a Lion by the Bluebird(National bird of Italy) at Delhi, would not agree. So, an unknown deer, with a clean background was appointed instead.
Learning this, The Chimp threw hysterics, commented that the attack was an Inside job. He left with his faithful gang of monkeys, and, last heard, was all set up to form a new circus troupe!
And, the crowd is still interested in what happens next!
The first impression about the circus was good. I mean, with more than a hundred crore spectators, it sure was a crowd puller.
The speciality of the circus is that, it is totally indigenous. The performers (or most of them) are, from the crowd itself! And, there is a totally new experience; there is no schedule for the performances, it almost happens like a reality show!
The circus was currently in Mumbai, for the last four months. The Star of attraction, was the Big Baboon, with its gang of Macaques. On the receiving end, were the mules, from the Ganga plains. The show went on, with this Gang of monkeys, beating up the mules, and made them run for the shelter. The show was called off, when the Animal right activists took an objection.
Next, was the unexpected turn, when a Jealous Neighbouring Circus, sent its trained sabre toothed cats, Who swam a great deal, right past the sleeping sea lions, and sea horses, entered the circus tent, and threatened to blow it off! The item lasted for quite some time. The Leopards finally came to a rescue, after much persuasion, and gutted the cats, with minimal damage to the tent.
Reacting to it, a big horde of Pansy butterflies made an appearance on the stage, which was a hot bed of activity. They came one by one, finding time from their merriment. Some said very funny things, now, was it their loss of intellect, or was it because they wanted to lighten the atmosphere by their farces, they alone know.
But, the crowd was not happy. It loved the circus, though it treated the crowd badly, charging them exorbitant tickets, and not taking much care for the security. Agreed, the crowd faced minor discomforts, the bedbugs sent by the Jealous Neighbouring Circus , would suck some blood, but it was forgiven and forgotten just like a bug bite. But this was a big thing. Bed bugs were one thing, and the Saber toothed cats were another.
Suddenly, as if awakened by lightening, the crowd decided, that they needed new showman. The Peacock, who was the current manager was made to step down from his post. His deputy, The Crow, was a bit reluctant to step down. He even stated that such minor incidences happen in a big circus. This enraged the crowd even more, so he succumbed to public demand.
Meanwhile, the sea lions and the sea horses came under public criticism. Their leader stated that it needed more intelligence. Also, the leopards were dispatched, and were to stay in the sensitive areas.
The Chimp wanted to be the new Regional Manager. But the Big Dolphin, who was made to dress as a Lion by the Bluebird(National bird of Italy) at Delhi, would not agree. So, an unknown deer, with a clean background was appointed instead.
Learning this, The Chimp threw hysterics, commented that the attack was an Inside job. He left with his faithful gang of monkeys, and, last heard, was all set up to form a new circus troupe!
And, the crowd is still interested in what happens next!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
cluttered outbreak
What is happening to this country?
In the last six months, we have seen a collective violence surpassing the incidences in the past six years. Political instability without any reason, language related discontent without any reason, series of bomb blasts without any reason stated. Makes you wonder, what is happening.
And what are we doing against it? Marathis not protesting against the atrocious behaviour of some madman, who is not even clever enough to mask it's political nature behind a cause? being happy that finally Hindus stood up and were responsible for the blasts at Malegaon? Is this the answer or the solution to anything?
Have we become so tolerant, or rather indifferent, that we turn a blind eye to injustice? Why are we not protesting against such law breakers?
Seeing all this, i refuse to be PROUD of my countrymen. If a bunch of imbeciles can cause such turmoil, I don't see any point in PLEDGING my devotion for my countrymen. On one hand, we spend a substantial revenue on defence, and on other hand, we turn a blind eye towards the vandalism. Are we a country of impotents?
and we brought the biggest irony of the century.
Language, instead of being the mode of communication, has become a ground for discrimination. It has stopped bringing people together, instead, Language, today, pushes people apart.
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