Yesterday burned away ..

it destroyed me , vanquished me and made me into Nothing.
it took with it everything i held precious or have ever thought so.
i got no place to go to, to be at or move away from.
everyone moves around me and about me, i dont feel that i exist anymore.
light as a feather , every gust blows me farther and farther.
Where would light find brightness if its existence is dark.
How could i be a beacon if i cant hold on to anything at all.

Where has the I Disappeared?

I never understood why people make marriage sound like a mammoth curse when they refer to it. After all it is just a phase of life from when you share most of you with some one else.

Now that it has been a year that i have been married, i get the gist of it- Marriage takes the I out of your life completely. Being a Man , one gets accustomed to living in a particular way and that has to change once married - which i guess is the most tramautic experience for a man who has lived life on his terms( or thinks he has ) so far with little or no consideration for people around him.

Feminists tend to call him a chauvanist - Women in general know this shade pretty well in their men - some let it slide , some take it to task and some tame it down.

What a woman does to her man is what he allows her to do with him and their life. But  Man as the more egoistic being, does not accept the fact and tries to blame the woman for what he has become from what he was. He fails to see the situations where his inputs and views would have made a difference and would have set his life on a path starkly different. And fails to accept the fact that it is his indecisiveness that led him this chaotic route.


Men are indifferent to most of the things happening around them . This is a common trait found in men of all ages and generations.The indifference sometimes affects their decisions about important things in life and those decisions taken or rather arrived at bring about the chaos and unhappiness associated with it.

What is moral and what is not

What we do in general and in common is assuming that all people have and share the same values and beliefs on a variety of common things and topics. But we fail to understand that each person's values and beliefs change and continue to change as he/she evolves over a period of experiences and incidents they get invariably involved in and hence a plethora of values and beliefs come into existence .

Come the question of morality - what you think of immoral might be a perfectly moral thing to a different person given his/her set of beliefs. What we think of being immoral is actually a term we use to cordon us off from falling a ethical cliff -a high one or a low one , we have set for self assurance and in general social acceptance.

But again, there exist a number of intricate social circles we tend to become a common part of due to what we do, how we do and why we do things the way we do, which leads to have a separate identity each with a typically different set of priorities of values in each circle. For example, the choice of words we tend to use with college friends to express is much more liberal than the set of words we might use to describe the same thing with a colleague or family member. While this is socially accepted and agreeable, we fail to understand that the "I" we think of is often a careful concoction of various personalities trying to cohabitate. As time goes by, we tend to allow one personality to take over the rest given the situation, scenario and the type of people we intend to associate with at that moment.

Why do we do that to those who brought us up?

Was in an auto at the traffic signal , coming back from the bank where i had to wait and get stressed. Saw a lady who was dressed up like a middle class house wife asking for alms. I could see she was very ashamed and self conscious of what she was doing but doing it nevertheless. Kept repeating that she was not a beggar even though she was asking for help. Some people were being kind and some people did not bother to wind down their windows and some people were looking at her with disdain.

When she came to me, i couldn't help but give her some money. She was surprised and flabbergasted that i gave her a little more .She started mumbling and then refused to take what i was giving her , telling me that she only needed the money for food and what i was giving was too much. i had to cajole her to take the money , telling her that it might be of use to her. She almost cried and then i overheard her telling her some one that her husband cant move out of the house and there's no wage earner whereas her son visits them once in two months and helps her with the same amount i had offered . She had no option but this to do without her husband's knowledge as money was needed for food and medicine . She was limping all throughout and told someone who asked , that she has problem with her knees but no money to get it checked .

i was moved by her state but could do nothing more .

Leaves me with a question that how can one not take responsibility of their parents who made them what they are. Is it really that hard to offer your parents a meal thrice a day and a roof over their head and some medicines to put them out of their misery? What is the purpose of living if you cannot look after those who gave you life?

The River flows in me...

The river flows in me and i allow it to take my being over.

Through great plains and plateaus it flows, it ebbs and tides .

I watch it with great admiration and quiet fear running through my spine ,

it flows like a bird at the song of the dawn.

Passion and high Emotion run rampant and wreak a havoc of colours in my cheeks,

the music makes me swoon to the rush of my throbbing body.

I ache to seek it out and slay it but it is hard and it gets stronger as time passes on.

AISHA

A Bitchy tale of a girl whose singlemindedness at looking at things her way makes her the most Innocently Stupid GIRL one might have ever met. i wouldn't call it a beautiful tale of friendship, sisterhood and bla and bla. its just the BITCHIEST a girl can get, in a funny way.

Strutting designer hand bags, dresses and a shoe collection that might SHOCK Celina Jaitley, with her strap=on friend, Pinky Bose she flits around Delhi .Shameless to spend on Dad's add on credit card, a budding artist who walks the daylight with the single motto of providing a hearth for two lost and SINGLE souls , she refuses to acknowledge feelings for her by a DESI GHEE MITHAI DABBAWALA and sees the guy capable material to marry off a haryanvi Behenji who is not very Haryanvi at all( i know a thing or two about Haryanvi Girls, thanks to Ms Geethika).

AISHA is so fresh as a flower, a whiff of crushed green grass who doesn't seem to know the effect her persuasion has on the lives of the people around her. And she doesn't GET IT even when her bumchum PINKY sledges her off over her Singleminded approach.

Too quick to judge and too quick to disapprove, the only thing constant in her life is Arjun who seems to have the innoculous ability to walk into her LIFE as he pleases. A iust back from NY chic at his side in short and skimpy clothes with classic cuts and aesthatically appeal doesn't make him go MAD the way he should.Trust me, all MEN want ONE THING as the famous dialogue in a movie goes.

He hardly notices her and is always the Man in arms waiting for the distress in damsel (READ AISHA)to call him and argue over what it is like to get walking in five heel shoes on a empty road when he is not at her side to change the tyre untill she tells him that she found a REPLACEMENT for him. How LAME is that??

INSPITE OF HER, PEOPLE DO MEET, FALL IN LOVE AND END UP GETTING MARRIED, while her knight in shining armour is in standby mode , ready to turn ON whenever she is ready.

Overall, like the story, JANE AUSTEN !

Standing OVATION awaits the girl who playes AISHA -Sonam Kapoor.

Kudos to PINKY BOSE, SHEFALI, GAUTAM GAMBHIR( not sure if i got it right), AARTHI( tell me where you live, i want to stalk you),THE GOOFY LOOKING GUY WHO WANTS TO SHARE AISHA( A great mix of retard looks and brawny body- never seen this type earlier).

* From Inputs from a femme fatale who is watching over the screen and giggling in a not so calming way.

Paadutha Theeyaga..

Shruthilayalo Jagalugaga
Sudhaanaadhame Yedhe meetaga
Rasaanandame Alai pongaga

Pranalu Pulakinchachaga
Mounalu Ravalinchaga...


Paadutha Theeyaga Challaga....