Somethings in life go unspoken even among the best of friends. Some say leave the past and move ahead. I think as one goes up the hill, he should learn lessons while observing things around this climb in the life to reach the pinnacle of success. I like to pen these instances down so that tomorrow someday I can take a walk down the memory lane. Sounds cliched na? But thats me. A weird crazy fellow trying to set myself up in life. Welcome to my Memory Lane.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Watch out for…

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Watch out for…
A future Leader in Adi Thackeray? And a present Teacher in Dr Welukar?

The idea that the principal of my school writing a negative remark in my school handbook would terrify me as I would think about their implications at home and the reward that I ll receive from my parents. Imagine your college principal writing to the entire city what a pathetic student you are and he being disappointed by your Hitler-style-behavior of burning books. My parents would have hammered me but wait hold your breath, The Thackerays would have patted Adi’s back and said, “Well done, shabaas we are so proud of you!”.

Descending from a family of power, sorry actually inheriting the trouble-making-power, one more Trouble sorry Thackeray entered the scene. (The T sound gives me pronunciation problems at times) I fail to understand why he can’t think differently? Hasn’t he noticed that the educated hate Shiv Sena? Hasn’t he noticed that the people have progressed while his party is still stuck to their stagnant criminal idiologies from 1966? Guys, you need to change :P

There are still some questions which the common man would like him to answer!
  •  Don’t you come from an Indian family which respects books and more so worship it? Dint you think about this while you burnt books?
As you go on burning more and more books to raise some unwanted negative publicity for yourself and your party, try and look back to what you have done. Try for some remorse! I m pretty sure as copies are burnt down in tens, hundreds and thousands, are you so stupid enough not to understand that you are creating more curiosity and more advertisement for the book! Two positives -  that I can see from this criminal act of yours!
1.      Rohinton Mistry will go on adding some more thousands and lakhs to his bank account benefiting from your campaign and the normal human tendency of curiosity-induced-buying.
2.      People all over the world will realize that the soon-to-be-best-seller book potrays the truth how shiv sena is brewing trouble right from 1966 on petty issues which they claim to be untrue but still get largely affected by it!
My teacher had once told me. “Every human being is entitled to be stupid. But some people are idiots to abuse it!”

  • Your family has a weird idea of gaining publicity. Your grandpa used to visit the jail. Your father takes helicopter rides around the state to click photos. And I must say that you have very well entered the league of doing something unusual right from the word GO. Dint it occur to you that instead of getting so much negative publicity, you could have used your name & power & resources by helping the needy, feeding the hungry or teaching the illiterate? You could have at least gained some respect but I think thats against your family tradition. As of now you have even lost the respect of authors, poets, bloggers and even the common man who appreciated your poetry!
You are heading the youth wing i.e. you are going to be portrayed as leader of tomorrow! We want a leader who understand the power bestowed on him, a leader who knows that power brings great responsibility, a leader who works to gain respect and love by doing justice to this responsibility. A leader who has a vision of the future which is not limited for the next 5 years of re-election. A leader who can prioritize and move ahead with times.

As for our Vice-Chancellor words fail to find me. All I can say is that there are only two possibilities:
·         1.Giving due respect to his credits, degrees & a doctorate, achievements over the years, he has reacted as if he has reached a stage of  professional incompetency!
OR
·         2.He was under such immense political pressure that he had to work overnight, read all rules and regulations of the university and find a rule never used in the history of our 153 years old university! Quite a task, Sir!
With such extra-ordinary trust that I have on the Thackeray khaandan, I think the second is more befitting!

Enjoy your Sunday Adi Thackeray.. Try for some remorse.

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Saturday, October 9, 2010

Thanks!

The blogspot gyys have come up with this cool idea. You actually come to know how many people over the world have read your blog atleast once and where exactly my readers are located.

A big THUMBS UP to the guys!

A very big thank you to my readers. J *a warm bear hug @ all*



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Beauty - My eyes behold!

One life-insurance commercial says “Life can surprise you”. With the tagline ‘Be Equipped’. But this is in my case happens with beauty around me. It’s not just nature but even girls :P
But wait hold, on this is what humans and not just guys are weak in. When there is beauty around you how many can control their feelings? Try to think what you thought when you had been to a vacation at a scenic place? Yes you were all smiling astonished and saying “Oh fuck. Holy shit!” But what was the thought process involved? You really never know. I try and think so many times while traveling back after such experiences. An hour on the Queens necklace, At one of the peeks of Sahyadris overlooking the lush green valleys, at Jaiselmer’s sand dunes overlooking the deserts to Pakistan, at the beaches of Goa, in the Alphonso mango fields of Ratnagiri, At tea feildsin Mangalore… I have tried hard to think what I was thinking about. But have usually failed.. A poetic phrase often heard “enthralled by beauty”

Life - Nature can surprise you…

Same is the case with girls. The ladies coach is generally in front of the Gents first class. And it happens with so many guys that once girls get down and a beauty catches your eye. Your eyes will follow her till either the train moves outside the station or she goes out of sight whichever earlier. But wait let any reader not misunderstand this as ‘chamdigiri’ of the guys. Bcoz it was a girl writing this, there would have definitely been another example J And no one can again recollect what makes our eyes involuntarily follow her is not lust or love at first sight but just that our eyes behold beauty!

I know this is weird stuff..


But I think things are so. So next time. Remember: Life can surprise you be EQUIPPED

Friday, October 8, 2010

confessions of a mr hide....

i met this fellow in my dreams....

its difficult remembering the dreams but its a gist of his dialogues what i write here:

"i have so many friends but why is it that i have to talk to you. why is it that there is only a few who can actually look into my eyes and respect my confessions. i am one of the best sons, the best friend and the best disciple. even then when sorrow grips me it shakes me away. my roots get damaged. i turn into a creeper. i see a tree and want to be like that one. i sway with the wind and get carried away. i do stuff which i never would. i fail to realize the very purpose of my existense. friends joke that i m a waste of human resources. but i misreably feel like one."


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Trapped in a cage
Pondering in rage
The freedom it longs for
The freedom it looks for
It plans to escape
But its conscience awakes

It’s tortured all night
With chains controlling its might
The heart is strangled with fire
The mind is lost in desire
A light far away shines dimly
It’s the only hope precariously
Soon the sun shines outside the enclosed room
The bird chirps outside the dark room
Voice fails to escape the stitched lips
As the throat craves for a few sips

Trapped in a cage
Pondering in rage
The freedom it longs for
The freedom it looks for
It plans to escape
But its conscience awakes

Confused for what its made for
Bewildered for what it longs for
For outsiders it=lush green mellows
But inside it burns up in smokes
It  wants no sympathy
But only a little empathy
As life gives some jolts galore
Dropping the burnt ashes to the floor
It waits for someone to butt it away
So that it goes far away
To end the pain in the cell
To die under the pastor’s bell

Then he wakes to the alarm bell
To end a life of dreams trapped in cage
The freedom it longs for
The freedom it looks for
It plans to escape
But its conscience awakes

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