We all compete regularly in life, sometimes forcibly and sometime willingly. From my own experience, these are the sort of thoughts that go on in my mind during different stages of 'succeeding'. On noticing that they usually form a pattern, I thought it might be a good idea to put them down here..
[Note 1: Suck it, I don't mean flattening as Thomas Friedman meant.. I mean Flattening as in 'Flat Anna' as in 'Thassal Gone' as in 'Slept Of' or in extreme cases .. 'Died']
[Note 1: This has been explained as a short conversation]
On this Field of light, the city sleeps, the damned cold wind blows
It soothes the skin, but cuts and burns, through that wretched soul
The cigarette butt is thrown, and now there’s nothing, nothing left to fret
So it’s back downstairs, down to hell, back to that internet
Like a rising star, his dreams took’en flight, bright to burn the sun
No time for compromise, for idle delights, or petty things called fun
But soon the evil that, had got the better, Those creeping little things
That stray through dark, dark alleys, and other living beings
Then one day, he met a man, staring up the sky was he
“The stars are free, don’t you see. Like them must we be!”
And so that little glow, that once shone through, for a moment lit,
With that bright starlight, ‘twas God’s greatest gift, Oh! But until
And so he swore, never before, was he so aghast
That the stately robe, that he used to whore, was but an ill fit mask
He threw them away, only to be, filled with an unknown dread
So he ran, back he went, back to his internet
That mad man laughed, till tear’d his eyes, for he knew that God could see
That man’s greatest boon, wasted too soon, would never set one free
And so he sang, long in the night, until the break of dawn
“Oh you fool, I have the moon, but the net has killed your song”
Image courtesy: http://static.open.salon.com/files/moon1230534473.jpg
Compared to cout (in C++) and printf (in C).. I mean 'System.out.println()' just to print something on the screen is waaaaay to long a command. Granted, IDE's such as Eclipse allow you to type 'syso Ctrl+Space' to get the command but it is still more than the number of keyboard presses than cout or printf ....
It is a known fact that hugging is less prevalent in India than in many other countries. Sure, we have our customs like the famous 'namaste' sign or falling at our elder's feet, but hugging.. well.. lets see...
Why hugging may not have caught on in India
1. India is a hot country and people sweat a lot. You really don't want to hug hot n smelly people do ya?
2. India being a crowded place, you might expect all of us to be comfortable with having people all around. Our personal spaces are indeed of a smaller diameter than some person from say, Austria? But our mental head spaces are just as large as any one elses. A hug would in a sense be intruding onto an already agitated head space.
3.Indians are spiritually aware as a culture. The concept of an aura/chakra/prana/whatever being taken into account in almost everything. A hug does, technically disturb both the individuals pranic flow in the body when the chakras come in contact during a hug and hence ill-advised.
What do I conclude form this? Its hot n smelly and AC rooms would be awesome if not for the green house gasses they emit and the power guzzlers that they are..
Bad bad Blogspot won't let me further format the story, not allowing even the addition of extra spaces in between the words to enhance readability. Thumbs down Google.... this story could be so much more...
With this is mind, I would like to bring to your attention the attitude of today's youth towards politics. Most of us don't care about it, universally dubbing anything remotely related to politics as being "corrupt" or "inefficient". Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't this the only age in history where the YOUTH have started to NOT CARE ABOUT POLITICS. Be it during the time of Hitler, Marxism our our very own struggle for freedom, it was the youth that was the backbone of the political process.
So, if we do not care about the political process and carelessly assign negative attributes to create excuses for our ignorance... going by my initial premise, have we not created paradise??
Have we reached a stable political climate (Looking at it in a long term and philosophical perspective and not taking into account the squabbles of the political parties..) where the common man is (generally) satisfied with the government to take it for granted. Has democracy won???
Phew, that's as short as I can make it. This can be an endless issue otherwise..
[Note: Politics is never perfect and probably never will be. So long as people are dying of hunger, diseases and for the sake of ideologies, struggles for power will exits. But I think we are more or less on the right track. I do also sincerely believe that the youth have to be interested in politics in order to keep a check on those in power. Its a rule BY the People and FOR the PEOPLE after all]
Is the English language intelligently designed?? Why do we read a sentence from left to right??
Usually, the subject of a sentence comes at the beginning. And the subject is usually a name, place concept etc, something ideal to be imagined by the Right Brain. Now, since a sentence in English is read from left to right, the left eye is used for reading the first part of the sentence (Please don't question this, but there are numerous exercises to prove that the brain has a tendency to do these things, ask Google..) which is hot wired to the Right Brain -optimal for 'imagining' the things that the subject of a sentence is made up of!!
And by the time the entire sentence is read, towards the right side of your viewing apparatus(screen,paper etc) by the right eye, the Left Brain is more used to recognize to letters and hence the brain as a whole is able to make sense of what the sentence is really trying to say.
With this weird little theory in mind.. is Arabic at a disadvantage??
I went to apply for my passport the other day and for the first time had a close look at the official certificates relating to me. And here is what I came to know...
I was born with the name Siddhartha Bhatt and till class 10 believed myself to be U.Siddharth Bhat. One day in my class 10, my parents suddenly announced that the extra 'd' has been removed from my name (numerological reasons is what they said), but conveniently forgot to inform me that I no longer had the surname 'Bhat' attached to my name!!
And for the NEXT SIX YEARS, I thought myself to be U.Sidharth Bhat, which only today I came to realize to not be the case.
I AM ... Ullal Sidharth!! Vola!!! my name...and I never knew it O.o
Now, go on laugh all you want, one day something like this will happen to you as well .. and then you'll know.GM
[Note: A seat just above the tyre going bumpity - bump, on a bus next to the window, noise cancellation earphones, beautiful scenery (both inside and outside of the bus :D), pleasant weather and a cool breeze sure is \m/ \m/]
ROFL = Rolling on floor laughing
ROTFL = Rolling on the floor laughing
ROTFFL = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing
ROTFFLMAO = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing my a** out
ROTFFLMAOTID = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing my a** out till I died
ROTFFLMAOTIDAWTHWGSLAW = Rolling on the f***** floor laughing my a** out till I died and went to heaven where God started laughing as well
Ok, I'll stop now...
As a little child completely head over heels in love with cricket, a rare book by Vijay Merchant was a huge treat. And there was a story in the book that I will never forget....
Once Vijay Merchant had played a cricket match against the British which Ghandhiji had attended. At the end of the match, the entire Indian team had a chance to meet Ghandiji. Now, it so happened that Vijay Merchant's sister had asked him to get the autographs of the English team, which he had done. Not wanting to miss out on the opportunity of taking Ghandhiji's autograph as well, Merchant gave the same book to Ghandhiji to sign.
On receiving the book, Ghandhiji casually flipped through the book and on finding the autographs of the English players, listed himself as an additional member of the English cricket team and wrote his signature there. He told merchant that he wanted people to understand the difference between the British people and the British government. He brought to light that his struggle was only against the British government and its policies and not against the common folk of Britain.
Maybe it is important for us to have the same attitude towards Pakistanis...
There was a recent article in the Economic Times about how unstable India's borders really are. There is the long drawn LTTE conflict in Sri Lanka, the rebellion in Bangladesh, Pakistan's shaky democracy, Maoist Nepal and last but not the least China's long dark shadow. Inspite of such a chaotic border, terrorism and various other problems, India is stil managing good economic growth. And good economic growth is a sure sign of stabilty both politically and socially.
How then is India managing inspite of all these problems? What is it that keeps people moving even with such tough obstacles? One of the factors, at least to my mind, is the extreme diversity that India possesses. The attitude of "Someone else's problem" may actually be a good thing here with each individual caring more for their own locality and community. Even if there is a problem in some part of India, the rest of the nation does not pick sides and take up arms for a cause, rather it goes on surviving and building a better tomorrow. It is probably this attitude that stopped the Gujrat riots from spreading all over the country, or the Tamil agitations leading to a fall of the central government. Why! people in the north have no idea what the whole Tamil movement was about!!!
India is a country where the local language changes every 400 kilometers and an emotional and cultural integration is almost an impossibility. But the common thread binding such a diverse collection of people is the idea of a stable and free India. Whatever the problem may be, the Indian psyche is programmed to accept that it shall soon pass and that tomorrow will be a better day. It may be that the day this complacency breaks is the day when true paranoia will spread among the masses and the riots that Gandhiji and others were fearful of, during the time of partition will truly unleash itself.
There I lay wondering. If entropy is indeed the master of all, and if that is so. What is it that we as human beings are trying to achieve by bringing order into this Earth? Leaving all practicalities aside, let us delve into the aesthetic nature of order. Does man as a species. Seek to justify his own twisted sense of beauty by creating a logical flow to things? For if perfection is to be achieved, is it not a pointless pursuit for time will destroy it eventually???
But yet I did drag myself out of bed. And slowly start putting the books back in order. After a torturous set of exams, the very books who's every word seemed to admonish the death of you were but a flaked memory. Of a night spent in desperation and the mornings - a sense of dreaded doom, waiting for the hammer to strike down on the anvil, with you stuck in between. So, for what reason did I have to pick up those very books and place them back on the shelf. I asked myself. And the reason was perfection, order and symmetry.
Man maybe a mortal entity, who's individual stream of consciousness (at least on a 3-Dimensional plane) is a chaotic mess of interconnected thoughts with chronic fluctuations as fleeting as the ticking of the seconds hand. Like the one a wall clock. But still we want a sense a order and purpose. Comforting us of our control over the very environment whose very nature is. To demean our false sense of impermanency. Yet, we fight against it, hoping to somehow, only if temporarily to satisfy our sense of symmetry. But in our quest to achieve balance and go against the forces of chaos that strives to pull everything. We fail to understand that our efforts to put the universe back in order, to create symmetry and uphold our sense of beauty is but aiding in its ultimate destruction. As the saying goes "The bigger they are, the harder they fall" so too is all our efforts, doomed inevitably but because of our actions only a bigger, stronger and more stupendous.. horrific doom.... remember nuclear weapons? Don't they all have to decay or go boom EVENTUALLY???
But to strive for perfection is our very nature, for through those perfect moments is where our divinity shine through. It is through those few 'Perfections'(if I may use the word) That we are we able to touch a higher plane, a better plane where God is one step nearer and all that the world has to offer is but a faded blur. Like my humble room, that had then become quite clean really, and looking at it proudly lifted my spirits up. An elation that made me immortal to myself for a few seconds, but which was a lifetime for an electron trapped in its hydrogenic cell, spinning in the sun...
Presenting MY Waves teaser poster O.o
"Their advertising in the sky, for people like us...." sang Bono in U2's hit 'City of Blinding Lights' echoing the thoughts of every city (and a few villages as well of course) dweller. Everywhere you look there are billboards, posters, plackards, signboards and neons. Like it or not, advertising is a mainstay of modern Capitalism.