A Stubborn Show

What is it about authority that most people will shudder from taking but these same people will be the ones to criticise ? Is it the added task of management or chores that one feels are unnecessary ? If I state my mother's point of view for not accepting authority it would be that it deviates one from the actual reason for which one was there, I.e. to study in my case. So anyways when I was asked if I would be the president I ofcourse took it cause chances like these don't really come often. And so it happened that  it was the first day in college and I was the president of the class. (Just a fancy name for class monitor.) I was chosen and given that designation primarily because I was one of the first students to arrive amongst my batch. It took about a months time for the whole batch to arrive and during this period it was common knowledge that the administration had selected me as the president. And during this time I came to know of several people who raised concer...

Disclaimer: This is not my original train of thought I have to admit, it came as a result of watching Christopher Hitchens debate with a creationist. Occams Razor This principle states that amongst the given hypothesis, the one that has the least number of assumptions should be the more favoured one. I was intrigued when I heard this and went on to read more on about it. The philosophical principle was stated by a Franciscan Friar, (a Catholic priest if i have to .reduce it for the sake of simplicity.) When I spoke about it to my friend, we indulged in a small discussion and she said that More often than not we know a lot of things but we don't really apply it to most of the things So I asked what if we apply this to religion The application of this principle could mean either of the two following things. 1. We should scrutinize all religions and discard all but one. 2. We should not allow religions at all as most of them are deistic ones, who believe in Intelli...

I can see the sunrise from where I sit while you might not have that pleasure anymore. You might not even be present anymore except for the particles you were disintegrated into. But yet I'm sure you are there somewhere if at all just as a memory in my head. You will live on as long as I do and when I perish I assure you your memory will pass on. I can see the sun taking a pivotal place as I type this but its not the same I once seen.

Me and my friends were in the elevator and were headed for the fifth floor. When the lift doors opened, a guy was standing there waiting for the lift and from his demeanour it was evident that he was gay. My friend looked at him went ahead turned back and laughed. By this time the guy was already in the lift and the doors has closed. I asked my friend why he laughed and what was so funny. This was his reply " usko dekhe itna hassi aya gay hai woh ,usko dekh ke hassi nai ayi terko" ( looking at him only I felt an urge to laugh , you did not feel like laughing?) This coming from a Religious person who doesn't eat a particular sort of meat and follows ludicrous religious practices. I told him I did not feel like laughing cause that guy is gay out of his own choice but if I had to feel like laughing I should be laughing at you because you are religious not by choice. The practices you follow are amusing to me. He said" I don't think so that's a proper st...

"My father is in the hospital and in urgent need of blood transfusion " a friend of mine send me a text message along with the  details of the blood required. I started circulating the message as soon as I got it but something just seemed to disturb me. It was later that I realised that this was the same friend who when I had asked earlier to donate blood along with me during a blood donation drive told me "Nai yaar I cannot donate its not ALLOWED in my religion because if our blood goes into another human being and he commits a sin then in my agli janam (rebirth or next birth) I will have to face the consequences. And this coming from someone who was one doing a course in a science field closely related to the medical faculty. At times like these I just start to wonder if we make up such concoted stories to avoid donating blood and forward these stories to our friends and  loved ones and children then in the time of need where do we run to ? Do such people think ...

When you go to a supermarket and have to purchase stuff for your place and you encounter the following product: Bucket for having bath(25Litres)  : 290 Pesos. And then you see a big 'dustbin' which is probably about 36Litres.: 100 Pesos. There is no question what I ended up buying for use as a water bucket. Phir bhil hai Hindustani :p

Sometimes it just so happens that when you chalk out a plan in your head to do everything, you end up doing nothing.

When you know something is wrong and that it is not right, what do you do? Do you stay back and fight it or do you carry on your business like it never made a difference? although it is something that has been passively eating away at your peace? What do you do? Or would the better question be what can you do? Or do you want to hide behind that curtain called 'I don't know what to do'? Or do you want to hide inside that room that is built on 'I don't really care' bricks ? What do you do ?

I had gone to a place near my house with my friend a couple of days ago. There was a litter of five pups out of which one was already dead due to some reason unknown to us. One of the pups had a swelling on his head and we thought it might be a fracture or something so i decided to keep that fellow in my building for a while till he recovers. So that night I got the pup to my building and kept him down near the place i keep my bike. I managed, with the help of my brother to remove two ticks from the little fellow. Later at night he started whining a lot so me and my brother took the fellow back to the place i got him from and i thought the next day il take him to the vet. The next day when i went, he seemed fine and the wound wasn't that bad as it had seemed the previous day so i just put some milk and left. The next day I went again to check up on him and the buldge had grown enormously so me and my friend took him to the vet. At the vet the doc shaved a part of the ...

When a neck belt is tied around a dog it more often than not implies that it had an owner(although I despise the term,it is beyond doubt one that is hugely prevalent). There is this dog outside my building (in the LIC colony), a couple of days back I seen the other dogs barking at him so I just went and stood next to him, next thing I know he is all over me jumping and holding me with his fore limbs. And then he gets aggressive,in the sense that's his nails start to make a mark on my skin so I try pushing him away and I realized that's not going to be  possible. I'm not scared that he will do anything on purpose to me as he is furiously wagging his tail. Which I have come to realize is a way dogs tell you they want to be played with. But I am scared that he might pass on something to me inadvertently. So I walk towards my building where the building dog comes towards me as he sees me entering the building and he barks the other dog away. Today while I returning ...

Every month I get this copy of a monthly from the IC Church, well I don’t get it exactly my family gets it as they are hardcore staunch Catholics, but I doubt anyone ever reads it and it only goes in the recycle bin to add weight when the kabadi wala guy comes calling. Anyway I almost always try and avoid it caused I simply end up getting riled up on reading nonsense, but this time the cover article was titled ‘ The priest as a Celibate Father’. And I could not but just leave it aside without reading it. It starts off by saying ‘We take this opportunity to thank and honour our priests for their important roles in our spiritual lives.’ (So far so good right but I found it stupid when I reached the end and realized it was written by a priest itself, so much for praising your own self) ‘we should be proud to know that, in no other Christian denominational church or any other religious group EXCEPT  for the Orthodox Church, but only in the Catholic Church is the p...

Since I was small. Eating, sleeping, studying, playing was all that I thought there was to be done in life. But then I reckon it was in the 3 rd standard I think that we were taken to the school library. And I guess it was there that it all started.  In a way that a princess looks at her knight who comes galloping in shining armour I seen my knights in book covers on shelves. I went and borrowed my first book which was as far as I can remember Enid Blytons – The five are Together Again. And since then there have been innumerable times that I have forgotten to eat, sleep, study or play or do things that people say are vital for survival. But little do they know I got my secret pill for survival. Its bigger than the usual pill and it has lots of pages usually and it’s got a cover also most of the times.

Disclaimer : I'm Not going to say don’t comment, but if you have a pea sized brain and are going to indulge in any kind logical fallacy please refrain. Why is so much coverage being given to a terrorist? Why are more people attending his funeral than those who attended our former president's? Why are people saying he should have been pardoned? For some reason from the of articles regarding the trial that I have come across, as I read the lines and even between the lines(where they say the crux of the matter usually lies) I  can’t help but feel that even the journalists who have written extensively on the topic have an opinion that the Death Penalty was a faulty decision. People who are aimlessly screeching that he is a terrorist just look for keywords in articles and within seconds start their fanaticism and extremism. They are the one who get all pumped up if the person sitting next to them is pumped up for some reason. In the heat of the moment and t...

It is said that when a disaster is to occur the thundering starts and the dogs start barking and other things that seem serene go to their extremes. It did not happen this time as was said, it came as a shock akin to a wrecking ball tearing down a building that was just nearing completion. But then again it can’t be said to have come unnoticed. Nothing or no one ever comes like that, there is always some warning or a sign in the least that one knows about. He knew it when it came, but he was not ready to accept it, no one really is ever ready for disaster and neither was he. It was poetic in fact because he was normally the one who was the harbinger. It came, it seen, it conquered. He could hear the rain getting wilder as he sat on those steps, and thought that maybe those warning signs were true after all, just delayed in its arrival.

He helped the old lady get up from the pavement, she had slipped after her ankle twisted. “ Thank you my child “ she said. He felt good as he was helping the elderly. He helped his neighbor with a sum of money for his father’s operation. “ Thank you my neighbour “ he said. He felt good as he was helping his neighbour. He helped with the weeding arrangements of one of his office colleagues. “ Thank you for the help “ the couple said. He felt good as he was helping his friend. He helped the security guard of his complex to scratch the code of the voucher and recharge the phone. “ Thank you saheb “ the watchman said. He felt good as he was helping a needy person. He felt needed. He felt good. He felt he was of some utility. The moment he entered his home after a tiresome day at work his mom asked him to help her with the groceries. He said “ I’am tired, I cannot “ His mom said something. He went straight to his room. He didn’t bother to fe...

I had been to church after a long time, a very long time to be precise. It was my cousin's wedding Mass and there was nothing i could do to miss it and avoid it at the same time. To top it all it happened to be in konkani, a language that i have roots in but don't understand quite as much. But yea thanks to my frequent childhood visits to Goa,half of which consisted of going to relatives houses and the latter half travelling all the way to St Xaviers Church to attend the Mass in konkani I was able to tune myself to understand more or less of what was going on. Having attended masses in konkani before I found it very easy to relate to the mass in English if one learns to synchronize the timings of the hymns, the readings and the warming and cooling of the seats. So this Priest was giving the sermon and kept on giving analogy after analogy. I understood the central idea over most of them being cliches about some wedding story or the other since it was a wedding mass. ...

It was about 5 o clock in the morning and I decided to go for a walk after a very early breakfast, I thought about going out in the cold once again but then went ahead anyways cause from some unknown area the mosquitoes were creeping into my room and having me for a feast. So there I was sitting in the park which was quite a walkable distance from my house, I used to come here quite often a couple of years back, but in the past years I guess I hardly even come across this road anymore. Its quite dark and the bench I’m sitting on is just under a lamp post and after a minute or so I realize the mosquitoes at my house might have contacted their headquarters and informed them that I was heading for the park, cause I looked upwards and there were about 10-15 of these blood suckers hovering over my head searching for any bare skin where they could attack, I’m just glad I guess that I’m not bald….yet. Most of the people I see around me I realize are well past their retirement ag...

I went to the chai wala near the garden which of late is my hangout place and was having chai when this guy steps up with the best puppy dog face he can muster and says "Bhai thoda petrol milega kya?(Will i get some petrol)" Now I had just switched to reserve before starting the bike that evening, so I told him lets go the petrol pump , but he was like nahi denge and it was night so I was pretty confirmed they wouldn't not at this time at least. We got the a tube from nearby, dipped one end in the tank and and both of us tried our mouths at it by sucking in and trying to fill the bottle,even a drop at the very least. But all we managed to suck in were fumes followed by intense coughing. So we called the mechanic who gave us the tube. I told him to try if he can get it done. He looked at me and gave me that look that said ' haan hum toh idhar bike ka dukaan khol ke vadapav bech rahe hain na(I have opened a bike stall and am selling VadaPav right )". ...

When time just seems to slip away and you want to do so much in one moment. Alas life has a different plan for you, you hear people say .... that's bullshit. It's just that you didn't seize the moment, the opportunity while it danced in front of you. But relax, Its not too late, it's not the end of the world, this world is too young to die in your lifetime. So get your socks together and put on your best shoes....cause shit just got real right now, so you better pick up your pace.

Tell your secret to the wind  but don't blame it for telling it to the trees. - Khalil Gibran  I am in a dream I don't want to awaken, I think I'll sleep forever, I won't ever open my eyes. My eyes are closed, My hands are still, My ears are there, but senseless, My nose is present, but senseless. To stay this way, I would love. But I  know i have to get up sooner or later. My mind will awaken, my senses will sense, and I will feel the same. I will be the same.

There is always something in the antonym. There is gain in loss, There is courage in fear. There is death in life, There is life in Death. Why must ineptitude exist and not have its say.

I was walking along the road, when I seen a bottle and a bag lying strewn across the road, as I moved my gaze to search for a connection I seen a hand with clenched fists. I promised someone a long time back that if anyone was in dire need of help I would indulge my humanistic response, and so without the time lapse of even the blink of an eye I ran towards the hand. As I pulled the hand from under the bush a pang of panic swept right across my face.  I stared at the face, but even my mind couldn’t register the face, and this wasn’t because I didn’t know the person, but because of the multitude of cuts and bruises across the face it was destroyed beyond any human recognition. A face which probably was charming once now housed doorways from which magenta now cruised. I Got up. I left. I left because I am an Indian , I left because I don’t have time , I left because I don’t want to fall into the debacle of the judicial system, I left because I have pr...

There was a quote i read the other day You don't really need a reason to help somebody and I started wondering if I really do need. What exactly is the purpose I ask myself And how do i Go on ? Even if you do become a very successful person some day or if you are someone successful right now, What exactly is the purpose I ask you And how do i Go on ? Is it happiness you come to acquire when you see others happy or Is it the knowledge that you have touched a million lives and made a difference, for the better by doing some act. There is nothing low or bad or high or good. There is however the mindset to never give up, especially when you know where your road would lead you to. Don't let your Consummation with Failure Devour you of yourself, that you plummet to the stage where you probe yourself for shortcomings more than there are. Do take into account what you have relinquished, well if even that doesn't seem to do the trick, then you need to find...

Yes it is  "Is it necessary to go there? "  He asked me as we were speeding along the highway.  I replied with a nod and three words. "Do you really want to be here? " He asked me as we sat on the couch and the music blasted across my ears. I replied with a nod and three words. "Do you really want to leave? " He asked me as I sat down hurriedly on the stairs to tie my shoelaces. I replied with a nod and three words. For a few moments of bliss even if it is coupled with minor annoyances I'd throw away a couple of new years eve's. But at the end of the day when i look in retrospect it's just that thing that irks me.  What is that factor that determines and differentiates a moment from being a single second or a lifetime.  I am inclined to believe that one never does know the answer to the aforementioned question  until after the moment has passed, but by then it's often too late to have known to have possibly made a diffe...

Opposites Attract  (with the exception of mindsets in human that is.) If you want to look for the people you think share something in common with you, don’t go looking for them in the places you like, for they reside just outside the places you dislike. If you’re looking out for a non smoker, don’t join a no smoking club, go to the smokers lounge and search for the person who is holding their breath and smiling at the same time just to not let his friends feel guilty of them smoking. If you’re looking out for someone who likes calm music, your search ends at the back-doors of clubs pounding on EDM music. If you’re looking out for an atheist, wait outside the gates of a church or a temple and look for the individual who just glances once at these beautifully crafted structures and takes in the beauty of art while not entering the premises cause that would mean for him to leave part of his Logical and Practical part outside.  If you’re looking o...

DISCLAIMER( which i have come to realise is important in the recent series of events). IF you are a catholic and get offended, then please dont read this, and if you do end up reading it by mistake, and find it offensive  then dont expect me to write an apology to ur Bishop, cause i intend to cause you hurt :P ) So i get up in the afternoon after a nap and with my coffee in one hand, i look towards the laptop for something  to watch, but seeing my brother already watching something, i look towards the TV, but then soon look away, cause the last  thing i want to do is switch channels and then get annoyed that theres nothing to watch. So i sit on the sofa and besides me  there is this monthly magazine from the church in my area.  so i pick it up and start browsing through the contents. There is article about this saint so i read on and did not know whether  to laugh or to feel sorry. A few excerpts from that article. ' Many Catholics remember St....