Disdain,Pain,anger,disgust,empathy,patriotism.....are a few emotions that i am going through as i write this post.
I dont know how and where to begin because all these emotions have left me numb. all these emotions have come together due to these delhi blasts that happened recently and they also gave me a sense of deja` vu! I dont know if i would be better off living in my own world not worried and bothered by whats happening in another state but One thing I know for sure is that it has disturbed me no end!.....
over the years some anti social elements have made us indians a soft target....it all began at the AirPlane Hijack in my opinion....the Modern JIHAD is what they call it!....I SAY BALLS TO SUCH JIHAD! No book that speaks about god and about godliness will ever encourage the killings of a fellow human being be it hindu or be it muslim! The very fact that People are looking to kill one another in the name of religion shows that they are the biggest aetheists on this earth and that they dont believe in god or for that matter his teachings....
Every hindu is anti muslim god knows why! and every muslim is hounding for the Hindu blood! I say it is utterly ridiculous to brand someone a terrorist or someone a "Betrayer" purely becoz of their religion is unacceptable! Afterall every Hindu has the same 2 hands and 2 legs, a nose, 2 eyes ,a mouth and 2 ears and it doesnt take rocket science to realise that muslims are made no differently and that they are from the same race! why do we forget that we are HUMAN BEINGS FIRST AND THEN A HINDU OR A MUSLIM!!!
where has all the love and the brotherhood gone!?why can we not trust each other for our lives??why have we all become so selfish about realizing our own dreams by trampling some one else's world and happyness?? when will the likes or RAJ THACKREY,JAYA BACCHAN call themselves INDIAN First and then a Maratha or a UPite??
My friends tell me it was Jaya bachchans fault to make a sarcastic remark at maharashtrians....I say it is no ones fault or even better it is everyones fault! Had we thought of ourselves an Indian first our hearts would have ached to see what happened at delhi or bangalore a couple of months back or for that matter jaipur,Mumbai.....
and only if we call ourselves indians first will we be able to stop all this....afterall it is all about fighting for one cause which is clearly exemplified by the JIHADIS! they manage to get it right with their blasts and attacks purely they are in cohesion in unison to fight for that one cause they think is right which is JIHAD! and mind you these are not more than million people at the most! and we are a billion of us!! if we chose INDIA as our cause and stand up for it and decide to fight for the safety and well being of it can we not kick those Jihadis out???? think about it guys.....we have lost our consscience somewhere and if we can find it then we can surely put an end to most of our problems......
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Uncle at 21
sundays are so boring i feel.....no work....damn sit at home or chill out wid friends...thats all that i do on sundays!!! ( Pun intended).......I could have done so much better without a sunday lol....
The past two weeks have been so full of color and celebration and fun for everybody else other than me i feel....But yea they have been good in a way for me as well....I posted 3 MOM's ( Minutes of the meetings) and all 3 have NAA (newly added account) potential ....God damn....what happened to my sense of humor or for that matter my definition of GOOD!!! lolz....where is my personal life gone....
Today was the first of me being made realise that time flies....and HOW....infact it was yesterday!I am 21 and i got called an Uncle!wtf! this kid standing in front of the Ganesh idol and looks at me and then blurts out..." Uncle what time is the aarti?"....i was shocked...shocked outta my life....damn....i was wearing my coolest denims and my best t-shirt with my new glasses on! and this wretched kid just called me an uncle....i was in my mind saying "@#@##$@$ wheres your mom! hasnt she taught u manners! smack!! take that u ugly looking kid!"
Bloody hell 21 and already being called an uncle....but then i thought may be its not his fault....life just moves fast....but 21 and uncle!! damn!
its not fucking fair.....I call people who are 40 odd as big brother and not uncle and this kid had the audacity to call me an uncle...i felt like burying him alive....i know most of ya would say its no big deal and i know it as well but wtf!!!and just when i think it cant get worse my brain starts telling me it can...was that crazy kid thinking am an UNCLE with a few kids of my own...an UNCLE who doesnt let his kids have fun!! damn that would suck!to be called an uncle and to be thought of as a LOSER UNCLE lol!
and i kept whining and whining and when the aarti did start i prayed to the lord to give kids some sense and not call 21 yr olds as UNCLE!GRRRRRRR
The past two weeks have been so full of color and celebration and fun for everybody else other than me i feel....But yea they have been good in a way for me as well....I posted 3 MOM's ( Minutes of the meetings) and all 3 have NAA (newly added account) potential ....God damn....what happened to my sense of humor or for that matter my definition of GOOD!!! lolz....where is my personal life gone....
Today was the first of me being made realise that time flies....and HOW....infact it was yesterday!I am 21 and i got called an Uncle!wtf! this kid standing in front of the Ganesh idol and looks at me and then blurts out..." Uncle what time is the aarti?"....i was shocked...shocked outta my life....damn....i was wearing my coolest denims and my best t-shirt with my new glasses on! and this wretched kid just called me an uncle....i was in my mind saying "@#@##$@$ wheres your mom! hasnt she taught u manners! smack!! take that u ugly looking kid!"
Bloody hell 21 and already being called an uncle....but then i thought may be its not his fault....life just moves fast....but 21 and uncle!! damn!
its not fucking fair.....I call people who are 40 odd as big brother and not uncle and this kid had the audacity to call me an uncle...i felt like burying him alive....i know most of ya would say its no big deal and i know it as well but wtf!!!and just when i think it cant get worse my brain starts telling me it can...was that crazy kid thinking am an UNCLE with a few kids of my own...an UNCLE who doesnt let his kids have fun!! damn that would suck!to be called an uncle and to be thought of as a LOSER UNCLE lol!
and i kept whining and whining and when the aarti did start i prayed to the lord to give kids some sense and not call 21 yr olds as UNCLE!GRRRRRRR
Monday, September 8, 2008
Life vs ME!
its been quite sometime since i actually wrote something worhtwhile and I honestly cant think of much. I am writing this from my office desk and the only thing thats ringing in my mind is the feeling that LIFE HAS CHANGED.....AND HOW!!!!
Its been 11 months now since i lost my best friend....My Father. I never really thought life would be so different without him let alone difficult. What hurts and pains me is not the fact that life is become difficult and I am now the head of the family but the very feeling of not having my dad to guide me and tell me what to do next. So many things that I had dreamt of...so many things I had planned have gone so beserk due to his loss.
Those plans were not for me but were mine.....Those plans were for him...those were dreams I had seen for him...those were gifts I wanted to give him and Mom....those were little suprises I wanted to give him....all those have now got buried somewhere in the many challenges life has thrown at me. I dont know how it feels when you give your first salary to your father.....I dont know how a father reacts when u get a gift for your mom of your first salary....I dont know how a father feels when his son gives him a Bottle of the best Scotch whisky.....I dont know what to do off my salary and how to invest...I dont know so many things which i need to face everyday!
11 months and running....its true that time flies by and it is true that time is the best healer...but there are some wounds not time not god not anyone can ever heal. Those are wounds that leave a mark on you as a person and change you forever...the change is the only thing you can ever control the flow off....change is inevitable and change is the only Forever.....sometimes you change for the good and sometimes for the bad...Life teaches you the difference of Good and Bad and its upto you to make a choice....and it takes a lotta BALLS to make the right choice and Stick by it!
It takes a lot of balls to face all that life throws at you while taking away your strenghts....and its not easy....not at all easy to take it up to life...take it upto the ones who are staging this play called LIFE and change the script of the play....but its not impossible....I can say this coz I have done it and I will keep doing it till life is what I want it to be and not what it wants me to be!
In all this I have learnt one thing....Life doesnt announce what ever good it gives you and when anyone does that they have everyright to take what they like too without announcing....but it is upto us to not be a loser inspite of losing what u want and what u have!
P.S Dad I know you are up there reading my mind and watching me fuck life back.....and I hope you are proud of me...not becoz of my 68%...not becoz of my salary...not becoz of anything....but becoz I have proved Life a LOSER and not lost the battle!
Cheers
Its been 11 months now since i lost my best friend....My Father. I never really thought life would be so different without him let alone difficult. What hurts and pains me is not the fact that life is become difficult and I am now the head of the family but the very feeling of not having my dad to guide me and tell me what to do next. So many things that I had dreamt of...so many things I had planned have gone so beserk due to his loss.
Those plans were not for me but were mine.....Those plans were for him...those were dreams I had seen for him...those were gifts I wanted to give him and Mom....those were little suprises I wanted to give him....all those have now got buried somewhere in the many challenges life has thrown at me. I dont know how it feels when you give your first salary to your father.....I dont know how a father reacts when u get a gift for your mom of your first salary....I dont know how a father feels when his son gives him a Bottle of the best Scotch whisky.....I dont know what to do off my salary and how to invest...I dont know so many things which i need to face everyday!
11 months and running....its true that time flies by and it is true that time is the best healer...but there are some wounds not time not god not anyone can ever heal. Those are wounds that leave a mark on you as a person and change you forever...the change is the only thing you can ever control the flow off....change is inevitable and change is the only Forever.....sometimes you change for the good and sometimes for the bad...Life teaches you the difference of Good and Bad and its upto you to make a choice....and it takes a lotta BALLS to make the right choice and Stick by it!
It takes a lot of balls to face all that life throws at you while taking away your strenghts....and its not easy....not at all easy to take it up to life...take it upto the ones who are staging this play called LIFE and change the script of the play....but its not impossible....I can say this coz I have done it and I will keep doing it till life is what I want it to be and not what it wants me to be!
In all this I have learnt one thing....Life doesnt announce what ever good it gives you and when anyone does that they have everyright to take what they like too without announcing....but it is upto us to not be a loser inspite of losing what u want and what u have!
P.S Dad I know you are up there reading my mind and watching me fuck life back.....and I hope you are proud of me...not becoz of my 68%...not becoz of my salary...not becoz of anything....but becoz I have proved Life a LOSER and not lost the battle!
Cheers
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