ekla chalo re

I wont spend much time in thinking, how to start this one. Blogs are a funny thing.....each post..its theme..the tone..the background..mainly derives everything from what frame of mind the writer is....Of lately, I have been somehow under a very dark frame of mind....I have been very very confined with respect to where my thoughts point to these days.. Its like each new day brings an ADD-on to cement that depressing feeling that has been creating a void inside me....

Today I learnt something that I think everyone needs to understand as early in their life as possible. How much, perfect the world may seem to you,, how much easy the things go for you, one thing is very very certain..you've got to walk your own walk alone and there is absolutely no other alternative for that.

People belong to many genres..I don't think It was made to relate this way,,but I guess the caste-system in the Hindu religion applies very well to what people really are..
In Hinduism people are divided into Brahmans, Kshatriyas, Vaishyas, The shudras and the untouchables.

People living in this world can similarly be categorized into five genres....and these genres almost totally borrow from the hindu caste system

1) The Beautifuls
The beautifuls are the people who talk nicely ..these people treat others really well,,even go on to provide and show a lot of care. But the most beautiful thing about the beautifuls is that you would never know when they fuck you. They fuck and fuck and then again fuck. Sometimes they fuck so beautifully that one would probably not realise that one is being fucked. Its all about the sweet talk and it goes on and on....

2) The good BAD ASS people
The good Bad Ass ?? These are the people who are constantly fucking others. They simply love it and are very verbal about it. Its this being verbal thing that earns then the tag of BAD ASS..while in reality they are the most honest people as in when with them you know whats coming. These people are rarely fooles by the Beautifuls since they are always aware that there could be an ANTI with them.

3)The Champions
The Champions also known as the Secret assassins are the ones who understand the People-genre system really well. They don't mind getting fucked by the beautifuls or the good BAD ASS people once in a while..and hell they dont miss a chance to fuck either. However this is where the champions excel...They know they cant fuck the beautifuls or the good BAD ASS people...and so they they do not even go for it... What the Champions really do is that they mask themselves as a member of the genres further down the hierarchy...make them comfortable and then not fuck but RAPE them. Being so deft,,they not only rape the others once..but rape them over and over. And yes thats not all The Champions after raping the others repeatedly, tell them that the Rapes were not meant to be...they just happened...Champions indeed

Going further down the hierarchy we have
4)The Wannabes
Now the wannabes are a fucked up genre. Every now and then they get fucked up by the aforementioned 3 genres. The wannabes almost feel all this fucking completely natural. Having said that the wannabes do wanna rise to the level of the champions..Although its a misery of this genre that they do not know that its easy to become a good BAD ASS or even a beautiful but you just cannot transform into a Champion...and this is what makes them a wannabe..Still the fortunate ones do rise sometimes to become good BAD ASS...

now the last one on this list...the ROOT of all the fuck thats going on are

5) The Criers or the "I'll take the fuck people"
The criers are by far the most disgusting genre and at the same time a faithful slave to all the above 4 master genres..The criers are naked all the time...The carry their Ass ready to be fucked...everywhere they go. The criers are easily identified by the beautifuls, the gbas and the Champions every single time....When not getting fucked or raped the criers cry all the time or think about when to cry..Sometimes the criers even cry while getting fucked but that doesnt make much of a difference and hell why should it...However the criers are kind enough to open their ASS even once they have identified the people who fucked them..Its like "a For life thingy"..for them


Thats all about the funny--in the frame of mind- classification of people..

I guess I can walk my walk now....

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no love no glory.....

hey there,, everybody..its time to for me to write one again....yup i am here in the US now..experiencing a whole new world,,with a whole new world. Naaah,, for those who thought,, i will be talking about the west side story..be scared no more.I will be talking about nothing of the US in specific. And by the way don't always go by the titles of my posts...sometimes i am in the middle of some thought when i write the title,,and then i go on to write whatever comes to my mind..

So,,its one of those nights when i am really in need of writing something otherwise..its gonna reach the saturation point very very soon.

Hmmmm...its funny past few days...things have made me realised that the greatest shock that a man can get is when he realises his limitations....and even more when he realises them again and again......I dont know how hard it can be to read ayn rand...but the harder thing is to realise that you can't read it and more importantly can't understand it...and then going on to realise that you can't understand anything even other than ayn rand...

Sometimes "all of a sudden"..you get time to think...walking down the road,,or standing in a queue.."you start thinking"...and the strangest part is..you think of things that you normally dont want to think about..coz you dont know what to do about them...or may be too helpless to do anything about them. May not be a lost love..could be anything..but you think...and then...dont know what but something lets you see your whole life in a second..and before that second is over..the road has ended or its your turn at the queue.

Rock music is not anything about changing the world , nor is it about the change in the world...its about what has been static...throughout..its about that one second which had almost made your eyes wet. Its about that gaze that was directed towards the infinity. I listen to rock n roll...for that high...and the truth is I am always left unsatisfied..thirsty for more...

I can come up with innumerable definitions of Love...but none for a Lover...The definitions are variable...but the thing is Love is not variable but the Lover is...How hard can it be to not love your parents.....and how hard can it be to forget them. "I dont know and neither do I."

Who doesnt like jokes....and who wouldn't wanna make them..,,,but what if someday u realised that the one who makes all the jokes is called "a joker". Not that a big a deal...but then u go on to realise that a joker is meant to entertain and that he doesnt have a joker of his own.

Sometimes Surprises are pleasent and sometimes unpleasent ...but there are times when the wondering never ceases.

Destiny is something that..is amazingly incomprehensible...The sucking part is that I always know which way I am going..and yet I believe in destiny and yet I sometimes blame it despite the fact that I knew where i was heading to. But of course its only sometimes...the other times I can just sit n watch the show...which is "so full of some colors".

"Taking it easy" is one thing I have never advised to anyone and probably the reason is that i never knew what it means..and the truth is that i know now,,but since i have been avoiding it for almost all my life now,,I am too much a rookie for it..

I finally found in my mind what i had to write here...it took me all this to finally reach to it...."have you ever felt so miserable that you want to puke your tears out and then breakfree into nowhere"
Feeling miserable is not the problem....the thing is its an experience and a big one,,,A sense of humor is what got u into it and maybe a sense of ease will get u out of it and maybe there wont be anymore "maybe(s)" after that.

and there I am on the road again

ummmm...ummmmmm.....

its nice sometimes to shut yourself up and
let the music do all the talking..;)

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we shall overcome

Come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease

..................................-Coldplay

Often while talking to my parents I thought of others as - Why do they keep making the same mistakes...Why are they being so selfish....Why cant they be normal and fine people...as in why?..when we dont think ill of them..do they have to think ill of us...

Similar situations occurred while talking to some friends about some other friends..where I found myself to be in company of people who found me "good" and "highly sane"..compared to others.....

All this had bugged from time to time since early childhood..since i always thought if "everyone is everyone" then in that case they must also have the similar conversations with some people of their "sphere"..and eventually be recognized for their goodness and hence if they are good..then what am I?

Now this wasnt much of a problem since i pretty soon realized that different people have different meanings of whats good and whats not....
Now this in itself was a major major discovery for me..and a hell of a problem too....as in if there are different meanings then what should I choose...

This is made very simple for me by newspapers and other media...and i finally found myself a perfect categorization for nearly everything...- Majority vs Minority

I see "India TV" and i see what i call the undisputed winner of "the biggest bullshit of all times" hall of fame...and then my Media savvy friend 'anika' calls me and tells that at India TV everyone has got a 100% raise due to market highest TRPs......I get it...they are the majority and i am the minority..

I look at Hindus getting all religiously sentimental at the mention of the "Setu Samudra" project with their religious crap of not breaking down.."lord RAM's gift to mankind"....without realizing how much fuel that project will save India every year...I get it...they are the majority and i am the minority..

I look at everyone talking about doing something for the betterment of the society and doing something for the mankind...and yet i see more than a million dying every year and just about a handful bothering to donate their eyes...(they wanna see the heaven when they reach there)....i get it...they are the majority and i am the minority..

now this one may seem a bit strange,,but what the hell...I talk to people...I talk to a guy...a Haryanvi guy.. A JAT or A GUJJAR maybe.. he talks to me as if he's doing me a favor...He speaks shit...I pull myself back...I LET IT GO..he rejoices over his "success" and i pity him for his "Sick and tiny" brain...nothing changes....He is a king in his brain...and i think i am still sane....and then i think the only truth is..."nothing changes"

I sometimes long for the time...when everyone will be the majority and no one will be the minority....i pray for the day when i shall overcome and they shall overcome...when "we shall overcome"...the day when the majority will start to think before they act and the minority will act rather than just BLOG..i wish that time will come when we shall overcome...


I look at the Love of my life....she says.."you'll move on"...i cant say anything...and i know...somehow....she's the majority and i am the majority....and i guess our love is the minority

yes i get it now....

flick.....

Prologue

"Comprehend"

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Fast

Too much food-- coke--pick up date--30 kms

Sunday morning--waking up at 8 for kid's function

fastest- getting involved in a road-side feud over a scratch on your car.

Slow

Too much food-- coke--donate some money to an NGO--30 kms....maybe some other time

Sunday morning--waking up at 8 to watch the republic day parade...next year..

slowest-- getting involved in a recovery task to a wounded man lying road-side...not my headache

Testosterone
skirts--short skirts-- very short skirts--long legs..wow

smile--evil smile...wow..

touch..voice..eyes...man..i love everything...makes me high....

Testosterone

Skin- 10 year old-- Rape

Skin- daughter in law-- abused- father in law,husband,,,,,,,,,,

Skin- lots of skin......

Love

"I love you"
"I really do"
"I always will"
"I will"

Love

" me too"
" me too"
" me too"
" yeah..me too"

Music

"rock"
"metal"
"alternative"

Music
"old hindi"
"new hindi"
"himesh reshamiya"

Music
"i like all english songs and i hate himesh reshamiya"

Lingo
"'sup"
"mah"
"ma"
"shades, glares, wires, lap , lingo, man!!"


Lingo
" i can't survive in here"
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Epilogue

"Wake up...........sometime"

If i had just let it be..it would still have been a blank line but what can i do- i just think too much

I have reserved this blog for some so called out of the box thoughts that often come to my mind and maybe this new post shits the same stuff too.

Now..sometimes we see something and we say.."wow"..and other times lets say 10 years down the line..we see somethng of that sort again and we say.."what crap"...accompanied by a "what a fool was i"..or somethng like that..

I (maybe WE) have heard wise men say "your heart/mind/soul/etc is your best friend..that is--whenever in doubt ask your heart/mind/soul/etc and you'll get the right answer". Now I(/we) have tried this a lot of times in the situations which demanded such "righteous" intervention and yet I(/we) have realized later that we made a mistake.

I have always wondered that if god/something wanted the world to be equal and behave as equal beings then why did he/she/it create so much differences amongst the beings. If however what all created is indistinguishable to him/her/it then why did he/she/it gave us(or whomever)the brains to figure out differences.

I(/we) have seen that as much as I(/we) try to be neutral and blame myself(/ourselves) for something,, i(/we) still want some defense on my(/our) side too--be it self weaved mental defense or even creating an environment such that people around me(/us) come to my(/our) defense.
AGAIN--this defense thingy might be just too much for me(/us) sometime..as in I(/we) could really be right on some issues. Still I(/we) want to first blame myself(/ourselves) and then get the defense mechanism working.

I have always wondered why the learned HINDU leaders have had a strong opinion against COW slaughter...and have been so ignorant to other animals....(yes i do know the gaay hamari maata hai stuff)

I am very patriotic and i fail to understand why--since i very well know that country borders are mere lines on the maps.

despite (or "since" maybe) belonging to the 21st century i still consider myself a wannabe in some way--see i leave no stone unturned in little justifications,,i could have ended that sentence with wannabe FULL STOP...but being the I that I am..i had to add IN SOME WAY.

Now this may be totally exclusive but i have never really felt tensed in my entire life...and yes i don't count Exam/Result fevers or heartbreak traumas as tensions.

I(/we) often look up to others but don't really make any efforts to match them.

Sometimes i really admire someone for some of their qualities but don't really appreciate it to the extent that it may deserve.

If I end this Post right here it would be a NO-smoking(the movie) of sorts....but still, people would find ways to derive something out of it.

Wait,Did i say if?