Goddess

Why does GOD have to make someone so beautiful? That you look at her, and it takes your breath away

I had never felt anything so intense in my life. As if something had sucked life out of my gut. The air had become so intense, it was hard to breathe. The only sensation I could feel was a cold burning sensation- alternate drops of fire and ice piercing through my body and running through my veins hitting the tip of my under skin

It was a moment which froze and it froze me along with it- and it felt like eternity.


“Life is the summation of all those things we did not do, or of all those things we could not get, or maybe of all those alternate ways we could have lived it, but did not”-

Philosophical stuff!- which I might have given as gyaan to others, or might have thought at some other moment, some other day.
But at that moment, I didn’t care a damn. All I did care was, that I could have been there standing next to her and she could have been mine and only mine- for that day, for life and for eternity ……but it didn’t happen.

I so wish I had a time machine.

The daily rickshaw ride has become even deadlier these days.

The mildly ball crushing experience of bouncing over pot holes and speed breakers has taken dangerous connotations these days with rain water covering broken roads.

Add to that the ever ‘tharki’ socially accepted behavior of Public Display of Lust by men here.
Anything remotely human and female attracts stares and ogles of the order which would even make rakhi sawant proud! Traffic stopper as a compliment doesn’t exist in the dictionary of this place- traffic is anyways always on a halt with people searching for a female to ogle at.

Now put these two things together and imagine that you are on a rickshaw, managing to save your balls from getting crushed and you see a pool of water ahead and you start recalling on which side of the road was the pothole last time you crossed this place and try to whack your brains off to guide the driver, but the guy in the front is busy turning his head 180 degrees to ogle at a female passerby- Abe Ch*&^%$! G*&^#, B*&@# *$

Well aviators, white shirt, jeans and sports shoes…they go a long way in building your image here…you abuse and you abuse them as if you own them while wearing your aviators and everyone fears you :P - Remnants of the old raj !

But seriously Mr. Health Minister and WHO, you should seriously consider making the cycle rickshaw ride a danger level 6 activity and ogling while driving a penal offence as you have done with smoking!

Well, among other news, B&H lights has become 100 bucks a pack now! And that’s an even steeper price increase than my pay hike!


Hmmmm…is ITC hiring these days?

How does it feel to be back in your blog after nearly a year ?

Feels good eh? well yeah ! it does, feels as good as cleaning up your desktop...after planning and mentally having done it scores of time before you get into that mindset of 'what the F$#K? Aaj nahi chodunga tujhe!

well to be true...the past one year has been one hell of a ride..perhaps the weirdest and the most unexpected run so far...and many a times I did come up face to face with such fantastic happenings- the good, the bad and the ugly..that I felt like writing about them, then and there....but then i never did...and even if i wrote about them....i never blogged. Why? Maybe I was too hesitant to put up my thoughts and feelings on public..I just wasnt comfortable with it...

Maybe one day when I am done with all these...I will write about them..maybe a book....who knows? Nothing is impossible for me now that I have discovered hidden facts about myself- like I am the most "happening" guy on planet earth- with so many things happening with me :D

And that I am the true prophecy of Murphy...and God's Chosen One...and well I maybe a alien J-Rod with short term memory loss..for all I know..
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...so now you know..how much the happenings of the past one year has affected the insanity of this righteous man....hmmmmm

so guys thats it for now ....we'll close this post on that positive note...cya a-round..


cheers

The Chinese have ‘Fingered’ India yet again!

65 intrusions in less than 6 months, that too on a 2.1 sq km tract of land which is no longer disputed. A simple calculation will tell you that this translates to nearly 11 intrusions on an average per month by the PLA, which cannot be anything else than fingering around and testing the nerves of the guy on the other side, in this case Indians.

Well I still don’t guess that this stemmed from an official Chinese charter to re claim Sikkim; rather it looks like the work of an idiot middle ranking official of the PLA who is in charge of the affairs in that particular border area.

And now some of the funnier (if not hilarious) aspects of this entire episode:

The Chinese just enter the piece of land …spend some minutes enjoying the cool air, have some cigarettes and go back, but not before littering the place with cigarette butts and other tell tale signs.
And in response to that Indian soldiers too have started littering the place(which is Indian), under the assumption it’s a disputed land….and they are replying the PLA in kind.

And yes there are also reports that Indian soldiers have started following ‘Gandhigiri’ and they form human chains whenever they see the Chinese coming their way.

[There is also another explanation to it, as the CBMs signed by India and China prevent the use of fire power in case of an intrusion by either in disputed territories]

But the point is the Chinese have no clue what ‘Gandhigiri’ is all about and fearing it to be some kind of new Indian war technique run back as fast and far away they can.

The Mango Verdict: Next time the Chinese finger around, use the ‘Chinese Finger Trap’ Strategy!

Photo: http://www.china.org.cn/china/photos/2008-04/10/content_14773980.htm

Absolute

When you have known, seen, experienced a lot too many gross things in this world and risen above them all

When distaste overflows from the top of your head
When you breathe fire at the sight of this heinously crooked and mediocre world, lost in a devilish dance of slow self destruction.


Its then that you transcend into the realm of the absolute
A realm of absolute power, absolute energy, absolute awareness
And above all……Absolute Existence!

mango republic

They say if life offers you a lemon.....make some lemonade !
But what if it offers you mangoes instead? not one, but hundreds and thousands and millions and hundreds of millions?

make some mango shake...huh ? or do some black magic and put life into it and call them the mango population, divide them on their castes and become the head of their mango republic?

And if you are not that particularly good in english, or for that matter in any language, just follow simple word to word translation like this one done in hindi :

Mango = Aam ; People= Junta; Person= Aadmi

And bingo! you have an individual as well as a collective name for your subjects.

Ahoy! But just before you get careless with these powerful words, here's some basic do's and dont's-

-> always use the singular person for raking up emotions for a political cause, like what will happen to the 'aam admi' if the government signs a technology treaty with another country which will solve our energy problems?

or where will the 'aam aadmi' go for his nature calls if factories come up in farm lands?

- > And keep the collective ' aam junta' for shielding purposes. Like you can always claim that the aam junta gave you a mountain full of wealth as gifts when some honest tax officer comes asking about that money you made in those shady deals.

And if you follow these rules to the book, then my friend you.......yes YOU, will get to rule your own replublic of mangoes, term after term, even if there are umpteen numbers of genocide/murder/rape/corruption charges against you and those guys in pyjamas keep hating you.

Now who are these guys in pyjamas? Well these will not be mangoes but will still be your subjects.

These will be guys who will pay you taxes, who will get you the much needed Dollars after slogging it out in foreign shores, who will bring you name and recognition and wealth, who will consider themselves very powerful and intellectual and feel for your mango man more than you or other fellow mango men or women. But the mango man will envy them and attack them at the slightest chance and molest their women while they take a walk on a beach on festive nights.

And then some one from them will write a blog on it!

'Chaand pura hai..
aur raat adhi'

Nothing else to say, but still wanted to blog...

Life is increasingly becoming a monologue....with lots of background score and occasional guest appearances.

Once upon a time two friends went camping in a jungle. After trekking for the entire day when they set up their tents, a bear attacked them. They both started running for their lives, until one of them stopped and started putting on his running shoes.

'You certainly can't outrun the bear with those shoes one '- shouted his friend.

And he replied 'I don't need to...I just need to outrun you!'