To Eat or to Read?

Laziness has conquered me. And much more its the work that has occupied my mind. I will write something this weekend. Till then here is another guest post by one of my colleauge. Chinmayanand Mallik.

Disclaimer – I may or may not share the same view.

In India a huge population is illiterate and under poverty line. Here more than 50% population is illiterate and 80% national capital belongs to 20% people and vice versa. I am not a communist that I will advocate for equal distribution of national capital but being citizen of a socialist country, I don’t feel this is justified.

 

The weapons that our leaders use to show they are doing something about weaker section are reservation, cast, religion and region politics so that no one will question them that why they could not control illiteracy, poverty and starvation death even after 60 years of independence.

 

But some times I feel illiteracy and poverty is a need of Indian Democracy. Below are some points to support my statement.

 

If illiterate or poor public will not be there then who will listen the roti, kapda and makan speech of our great leaders which they never full fill because they know that these people must remain illiterate and poor so that they will not have to write a new speech on the next election.

 

If people will not be illiterate then, they will ask for road, water, electricity and other infrastructure developments rather than voting on ridiculous facts like cast, religion and language. If politicians will have to spend money on developments then we will have a shortage of money on Mayawati’s birthday party and Lalu’s daughter’s marriage etc which I don’t feel is fare. 

 

Politicians can easily get vote of a poor man by paying him some money at the time of election i.e. once in 5 years. Politicians have no need to spend money on their development rather they can utilize that money for their own welfare.

 

Our leader can gather people in their rallies by paying some money to these poor men and later claim that they have a heavy public support in this area. If poverty will not be there then who will go to listen our great leaders.

 

So poverty and illiteracy is a basic need of current Indian democracy.

Four Frustrated Minds

First- I am a girl and I am still single. I shouldnt have run away from the truth that day. but kya karti main, main kitni immature thi. Abhi inhe kaise bataun ki wo flame abhi bhi kahin jal rahi hai? Koi time machine hota to abhi main sabkuch badal deti. Kaisi baatein sochti hoon main, I am still not mature. And why the hell I am talking on such topics with these two idiots. I shouldnt have played that silly game about negative feedback with that girl. It must have ruined her weekend. Kitni jolly thi bechari, aaj usne mere Hi ka sahi se jawab nahin diya. She must be pissed off. Uff! I talk too much.

Second- I am a girl and I am still single. Is this the fault of college I went to? I should have been studied in a co-ed college. Itne saare crush hote hain mere but koi fruitful nahi hota hai. I was already feeling low today without any reason and these fools are making me more depressed. Kya koi raat ko anjaane logon se relationship status ke baare mein baat karta hai. Sometimes I think they are encroaching my personal space. LS people. I should try to confine within myself.

Third- I am a man and I am still single. There is a fear. It might be a fear of rejection. But on a closer retrospect I found that it is the fear of getting into a relationship. I know I am cynical and stubborn. This self realization is the primary cause of all these fears. And why the hell do I get attracted to every second girl I see, I am still to learn. Akele rahte rahte khud ki itni aadat ho gayee hai ki ab mera personal space bahut bada ho gaya hai. Dar lagta hai ki relationship ke baad khud ko kisi ke saath share karna padega. Agle 4 saal baad main arranged marriage kar lunga. Will I ever say what is in mind to that girl for whom I wrote an apology post in April but did not post it.

Fourth- WTF!

Parfum

Diwali is over and so is the festive mood. I am living in a constant fear of getting a large volume of work from my client and the delivery time would be very less. Celebrating diwali in office was a nice affair but wearing a borrowed kurta was certainly not and I did not enjoy a bit of it.

On Friday the 24th, one of my colleagues received a perfume in gift.  I would hate to say that it was a cheap one that smelled like someone has mixed agarbatti with chameli ka phool in harpic, but truth is truth. The chain reaction of spraying that perfume began the moment I sprayed that perfume on the person who received it. Within couple of minutes every one was running after my life. Friday ended on a smelly note.

Monday the 27th was much better, all the work was postponed to next week due to a testing in the system. The perfume bath started again as an another colleague of mine received the same one. We again played some perfume holi. Other associates who were seating near my team were mentally and nostrically harassed and i think they even contemplated stuffing rotten eggs in our nose. Thursday also ended on a fake Gucci note.

Nothing much happened on Wednesday. Thursday was brilliant. I sprayed that perfume on a lady in the team and she became so disturbed that she started slurring and faux pas’ing’ while talking. She even said she is not a lever when she wanted to say that she is not a leader.

Now when all the masti is over I want to let you know of something.

I have regained my sanity and I know its boring.

I am NOT having any affair with anyone.

Since I started blogging this post marks the maximum number of posts in a calendar month. Its the 9th one.

I have shaved of my mooch and have already planned for my winter looks. It would be a goatee.

I am downloading 1.38 GB of Bhakti Sangeet.

Narkanda Trip

Lets first talk about the second song quiz. I was expecting atleast one right reply. But you dont always get what you expect.

The song from which the line is picked is Masti mein chhed ke taran koi dil ka.. aaj lutayega khazana koi dil ka from the movie Haqeeqat(1964).

It was a three days weekend at my company due to US independance day. My colleagues has already planned for a hill tour and fortunately I was also a part of it. We have planned for Narkanda(Himachal Pradesh) and had already booked cabs and hotel. There were 12 of us, each with a unique distinct taste. And that was the best part of this tour, apart from clouds entering your hotel room while you are smoking and having green apple vodka shots.

I wont be writing each and every details of the trip. I am too bad at describing things. But will try to capture the crux in the bullet points.

We happily left around 4 am friday morning from our office and reached Narkanda at 5 pm same day. The journey was good despite few people who were sitting in the middle of the Innova hurt their backside. The beers remained chilled and the cigarettes burned as its miss Basu who is lighting them with her ever ignited lever. We have already divided ourself in two groups, and despite of several attempts by some irrational thoughts, showed some great team bonding and stuck to our group. We even showed discontent on our face if someone tried to break our bonding.

After reaching Narkanda it was time for a hot water bath and vodka shots followed by some photoshoots and sing by guitar sessions.

Nothing happening happened on next day except the team building excercise that we did in our separate rooms and again some shots with photoshoots.

We started for Delhi on Sunday noon and was back on Monday morning. On our way back we also stopped at Shimla for a couple of hours. Shimla is just like Chandni Chowk with view of hills.

I wanted to write a bigger post regarding this trip but have lost all the points in the past two days. Perception is nothing better than suicide.

I cannot remember when did I read it but it was in my english book. Your destiny is not always your destination.

PS:- My bike is all up and running. Love you 3427..

The Song Quiz #1

I wanted to blog about my appraisal rating and my dissatisfaction towards it, but couldnt quite make it. I should write it when I will get my thoughts together. Life seems to be strolling in small lazy steps. Every human cannot be a sprinter. I am not sure how many of you agree with it, but even a single person shares the same thought, I would be more than happy. I am not a laidback kind.

Lets start with what is there above in the title. My mobile’s 2GB card is full of old songs. The latest one that i have is from the movie Border. And my earphone is plugged most of the time. While listening to an oldy, it suddenly clicked that I should start a song quiz where I will give ‘antara‘ of a song and you(there are very few readers of my blog) will reply with the ‘mukhada’ of the song, and the singer and the movie(only if you know).

Here goes the first one

‘Masoom nazar se teer chala, bismil ko bismil aur bana…’

Your turn now.

Yes, Yes Yes, I know I am a laidback person.

V vs Bhi

I just simply fail to understand why people use the letter V in place of the hindi word ‘Bhi’ in social networking sites.

Everyone is not Bihari here.

Khoon

I donated blood today for the first time in my life. After an initial bout of dizziness I am feeling refreshed.

Have you ever donated your blood?