Bharat and Bastards

Dedicated to the martyrs of 26/11 who were brave (stupid) enough to lay their lives for the nation. Jai Maharashtra. Jai Bihar. Jai Tamil Nadu.....Jai HIND.

I can't help but wonder about the magnanimity of this nation. It forever forgives. And we continue to err. We continue making bridges and flyovers with grade-2 materials, burn women, erect statues, donate to Gods with a thousand arms and ignore beggar children with none. And also issue a fatwa  against our own national song. All in all, an issue out of no issue. Or is it? I'm dumbfounded. I want to hit people who have come out with this outrageous decision and others who have comfortably accepted it. Fuck you all. What's next? Asking Muslim soldiers to stop saying Jai Hind? Or issuing another fatwa, this time against the National Anthem. No no, maybe pelting stones at A.R.Rahman for singing Ma Tujhe Salam when he should've been offering his namaz. Do Muslim nations consider it blasphemous to sing songs of praise for their nation? And how the hell is Advani defending Vajpayee from within the Lok Sabha. Shouldn't he be behind bars? I mean he's been accused a lot many times before. For a thousand different crimes! But shouldn't we be beating him to death now that the Liberhan Commission Report (after a friggin' 48 extensions) is out on the table?  Now it's not something new to have a criminal contesting for elections, but him/her being a top-notch politician contesting for Prime Minister-ship?? Beats me.

I'm irritated and furious. I can't write when MNS goes ahead with his gundagiri in Maharashtra Assembly. I can't write when educated people at work walk up to me and tell me why are you North Indians imposing Hindi on us South Indians? Well yes you son of a bitch, the next time you go onsite, introduce yourself to Americans as 'Hey! I'm a south indian!' But that wouldn't matter you know. 'Cuz you'll still be the same old desi who's there to rob them of their jobs. And they don't give a shit whether the desi is from south or north. They just know you're a filthy Indian that smells of coconut and curry and that's all there is to it.

I hated Chennai when I first moved in. And then I fell in love with the place. But you know what, it doesn't work. Cuz you are mature enough to understand, give people space and accept them. But people in turn don't accept you. Cuz all their lives they've been taught NOT to talk to North Indians and oppose Hindi. Did you know that the TN Govt celebrates an anti-Hindi day on 26th January? And I always thought it was OUR Republic Day. The North and South divide will forever remain cuz idiots like Mr.X at work are omnipresent. Chennai shakes my belief that with love and patience you can conquer hearts and stay united. Chuck the philosophy honey, every now and then, there will come a dickhead who will be a tamil/bihari/malayali/marathi first and then and Indian.

The biggest jerk was Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel who took the onus on himself to dissolve the princely states and help India unite. I feel sorry for you man. You were such an idiot to actually think about this nation. The people don't give a damn. Fuck, the janta is gullible enough to allow themselves to be misled. You don't have to be educated to be wise. Hell, my late grandmother with no formal education knew whatever happened in Godhra was wrong. Whatever happens in the North East India in the name of AFSPA is wrong. And yet, this Hindu manager guy from dad's office stationed in Gujarat claims that Modi was right??

Vey very angry. Want to getaway. But shying away from problems will never fix them. And once again, after what seems like ages, the question stares me in my face Will India Survive?

PS: had a debate with Mr.X.  Skinned him :D 

Pps: Much love to V for the discussion on India last night :) India will forever remain the most prized..both as a nation and as a topic for discussion :)

The Horror

A good friend from college delivered a baby girl yesterday! Yay! Good day for motherhood!! But what I just realised is the fact that in exactly a year from now, the baby will start to talk! That my friends will be the time, when life will never be the same again.

The kid will call us 'AUNTY'!!!!!! The Horror. THE HORROR!!

I'm moving to greener pastures where they stick to first names :(

PS: See, this is exactly why you shouldn't get your girl child married the moment she graduates. And from now on, no more awwwww-ing at the sight of every little kid. They're evil.

Ohkay!

So Shiva realised that people are quitting the faith and hence decided to Answer. Therefore, the light at the end of the bloody tunnel that was switched off in the wake of the recent economic meltdow, has been repaired. It's now blinding.

Either ways, I fail to see the fucking road :(

But yes, UPBEAT with the turn of events :D

Argh.

Pissed.

Not well.

Hate my job.

Hate co-workers more.

Single.

Indecisive.

Pending domain certifications.

Bad day.

Sulky. Grouchy. Cranky.

Might have to relocate..to Bangalore of all the places! Hate it hate it hate it.

Love Chennai way too much.

Need a time machine. Or antimatter.

Shiva and Co. are vacationing. Heard that the Jesus guy listens. AND answers. I'm converting.

Experiencing Ethereal-ness :)

I write this as the world around me sleeps and their rhythmic breathing is echoed into  the darkness of the night, as a lazy dog roams to find his dinner, as the rain outside tenderly kisses the Earth and as my typing gently teases the silence that rests at this time of the day. I write this as I try to find myself amid dreariness that has come to become synonymous with a life that’s getting no where. I write this as a pair of eyes look beyond the nimbus to find the dear old moon and as my mind wanders to attain the unattainable. I write this as I realise (on children's day), that the child within me has not died. I write this because I feel nice. It’s the feeling you get when you take the wrapper off the candy. It’s the feeling you get when you smell fresh coffee. It’s the feeling you get when you realize, in a moment, that life is simple. And beautiful. It’s like a dollop of butter melting on your warm toast. Definite and free flowing. From definite to free..towards liberation. Life is past and present. Life is present and future. Life is a play. And a song.

Mokshamu galadaa bhuvilo jeevan..

Muktulu gaani vaaralaku

Life is a Confluence. Of God and you. Of your soul being closely intertwined with those two lines of that divine Carnatic song that soothes you utterly discomposed psyche. Thank you Bombay Jayashri for bestowing the world with 'Confluence of Elements'. An album so aptly named. Confluence of elements. So abstract..so true..about the graceful dance that life is. Waltzing away into the inner core of your being. In perfect harmony with everything around you. A voice so soulful that it breathes meaning and leaves you feeling slightly less solid..tranquil and peaceful..like she just drove you through a maze..to the pot of gold..leaving you covered in this invisible, intangible blanket of happiness..like you lost all your woes..and in the very next fleeting moment found them..so much so that it made you cry..

'irakkam varamal ponadenna karanam en svami'

To Jayashri Ramanathan..for being sanity...for being the ultimate glowing ethereal-ness...for being the realm of almost-reachable liberation...for Moksha

'does not music

light a spark

fan a flame,

set a soul on fire'

'the fragrance of the flower

the song of the bird

the rising of the waves

the flaming of the fire

the swaying of the leaves

does the wind ever wonder 

why it blows?'

'and the raindrop flows into the river

and the word into the note

and the river into the sea

and the note into the raga

and the sea into the ocean

and the music into the soul

can the raindrop remember

where it lost itself

and where it found itself?'

PS: Pardon my audacity, but Jayashri scores where Subbulakshmi fails. It's daftness on my part that I fail to appreciate the beauty that is M.S.

PPS: Yes dear friends, the Axl-Gilmour-Waters-Cobain-Sinatra-Bono-Norah slave has surrendered to Indian Classical :)

Drink, swear and smile

'sometimes the plan works out itself, just keep your mind open..'

Open to what love..more shit?

'100% of all I have,100% of me and I bloody don't care what the future has in store for me, anymore.'

Reality check baby, God's on a vacation and is watching Sachin play so you can go be a bitch and be all selfish. Fuck the goody-two-shoes jazz, 'cuz seriously, it doesn't matter.

'P.S. I have work to do, so might not be able to come online. But will call you for sure around 11.30. So don't bloat your face and curse me :-) '

That's the sweetest thing you wrote to me in a long long time. It was the time when you were my favourite dress. I wore you every time. Everywhere. What's the point? The crystal slipper is lost. The tale is over. The audience has departed. 

The dearest, almost perfect friend is gone. For good. Time for some swearing. Time for rum and coke on the roof somewhere. Finding Neverland??

The Legend and The Truth

Awe-friggin-some song by Dezperadoz/Desperados, a German melodic Metal band. One of the best I've heard. ENTIRE credit goes to V for introducing them to me :)

Why's the music killer?

1. It transports to you to another era. Rmember the outlaws and the trains and the horses and the robberies. Yeah, that is EXACTLY where they transport you.

2. Makes me wanna do a steamy Salsa with Guy Fawkes. Wild eh?

PS: Your playlist is incomplete without 'Dead Man Walkin'-a soulful slow song meant for the wise. Infact, the album is essential. Period.

Pps: Not meant for Britney inspired, J.Lo. booty gaping and BSB crooning pricks, 'cuz this just might give you a taste of REAL music. What? You're taking offence? awww..go watch Oprah and you'll be fine again.

Droooooool

Well, show me the way

To the next whiskey bar

Oh, don't ask why

Oh, don't ask why

I.N.T.O.X.I.C.A.T.E.D. Falling in love with Morrison all over again. Kilmer drives me nuts for the 953rd time. The movie is genius!

Love ME two times baby...

PS: Doesn't chocolaty Jim look absolutely gorgeous? On a different note--YUM-MY!

Johnnie and Mustaine

'Time has its way of taking time'

Johnnie quotes Mustaine and proves yet again that he's the BEST guy friend a girl can have and He is the high priest (if not God!). The brown bastard is in UK pursuing white chicks, Catholicism and Aerospace Vehicle Design amongst other things. Come back to India you fuckhead, 'cuz I miss you like shit and need to hug you. Why? Why do people who matter always move away? :(

Speculating

I hate. With fervor. And that’s why I have the barbed wires on my side of the fence. But will anger douse anger? When has war achieved peace? The greatest war this nation saw was won majorly because of ahimsa. I’ve calmed down. I still do fight. But not with the same ferocity. The vehemence has sort of died on. But I’m aware that its ‘cuz I’ve grown mature and responsible. I’ve realized that to comprehend my side of the fence and to answer questions that mock me in the face, I need to look at the other side.

But will this falling ferocity lead me to acceptance? Sometime in the future, if they come back, will I be able to accept them? Or if I decide to return, will they take me back? Standing at the crossroads I know that I’d accept a few of them. Jus as they are. ‘Cuz I love them way too much to pay heed to their flaws. Human being is flaw and perfection. Should I dissect him into his many flaws or should I help him hone that perfection to a level that it hides all his flaws? But wouldn’t the latter be like building a brick wall around me? Wouldn’t the brick wall push me into an oblivion where I don’t WANT to look at his flaws? Or am I building this brick wall to protect myself? Incase he hurt me again. Is there a heaven and a hell? And because he has now honed his perfection, his goodness, will he be forgiven and spared that hell?

Contemplating GOD-1

'When you know you own God you will not be in a hurry to get something out of God' -Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

Sri Sri also says 'When you have infinite patience, you will realize God belongs to you'. Does that mean that its wrong to be impatient? Is it ok to 'wait' for the right thing to happen? Of course karma calls. Pray but don't forget to lock your car. Yeah..makes sense :)

Love/Knot/Not?

This post has been pending for a really long time. This is another side (and not a counter argument!) to this. Now, to have jotted down all of that, Niki was either high or he really does believe in Cupid. While I believe in love myself, there are certain things about this elusive phenomenon that irritate me. Now N believes in soul mates. And why just Niki, everybody does. Anybody who doesn’t, is a big fat pretentious liar. But my question is not about us. Not about people who are mature enough to date, have break ups, rebounds and bounce back over the week end. My question is about people who never really see love in the same light as we do. About girls and boys who never really understand their own selves but are married off. About our senior folks who never had the privilege to get to ‘know’ the person before tying the knot. Can soul mates be chosen by our parents/anybody else? “The girl/boy you land up spending the rest of your life with-will eventually be your soul mate” Will s/he? My parents got like 5 minutes with each other before they got married. 5 minutes??!! YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! That’s the time I take to acknowledge the fact that a cute guy is looking my way (only to realize that he is actually checking out the hot femme standing behind me!). How can ANYBODY just get 5 minutes with a person and know + come-to-terms-with + accept this other person as her/his soul mate?? Now personally I‘ve not seen a happier couple. Ma and papa are happy with each other. Most of our parents are. But wouldn’t have they made innumerous compromises to get where they are today? To celebrate a 25th wedding anniversary. To build a home. To bring up their kids in a way that they stand bloody confidently on their feet. Is that love or just successfully living together? And doesn’t having to make compromises mean having to compromise on love?* Maybe it does. Maybe it doesn’t. Or was it commitment?

What about those people who live on the streets. Does love really play all that important a role in their lives? Doesn’t sustenance top their charts? Does the guy, who drinks his money away over feeding his children, deserve love? And what about the guy who beats his wife daily, does he love her? More importantly, does she deserve it? Doesn’t she deserve to have a soul mate? Shouldn’t love stay the same irrespective of whether you are educated or not? Whether you’re affluent enough or not? Shouldn’t people get married ONLY when they MEAN their vows and not because you’re fucking 25 and late marriage will result into a complicated pregnancy? Well hello, do I even want to have a child with the person who’s not my soul mate in the first place? And should I not be allowed to pour boiling oil on people who cannot keep their mouths shut?

I try not to pontificate on the nature of relationships. I’ve not been in one for years now. They say that the people who appreciate sex the most are the ones who aren’t having it. I’d venture to say the same thing about love. Sometimes people who AREN’T in love are the ones who most recognize the reckless abandon and beautiful craziness that it is. They know, because like a child, they’ve learnt from watching. They know ‘cuz right now they’re too scared/stubborn/independent to take the fall. Or maybe they haven’t found the one worth falling for. Maybe I don’t have him now. Maybe I won’t ever find him (shudders). But if and when I have him, I’d embrace the fall, ‘cuz I know what it takes.

*Don’t tell me that compromise is out of love. That’s just a ton of shit.

PS: Dad’s budday today! :D me LOVES you puppa :)
Also, A’s b’day today. Think I’ll wish him. After all, Love is all you need :)

What are the odds..current song on the cell phone-Pehla Nasha :)

Pic Courtsey: Chain Mails!