Every relationship passes through a test, one or the other day.
And contrary to my over-confident assumptions,
I have failed in each one of them till date.
Including Anatomy.
Now I only hope there is re-test
And I pass that.
Thursday 14 March 2013
Tuesday 12 March 2013
Bye bye Carotids
Most of us reflect on our bygone days and recollect fond memories of a glorious past.
Our present is tepid and uneventful. Due to the current circumstances we live in. Ofcourse.
And most of us dream about what a glorious future we will have.
But what if our past is not really as glorious as we think it to be?
What if it truly ever was just a collection of random morbid days with just a ripple here, a ripple there, that too initiated by pebbles of other lands?
What if our future is not as glorious as we assume it to be?
What if all we achieve is a mediocre lifestyle with a closet full of unachieved dreams?
So if our present isn't dazzlingly spectacular, aren't we basically being self-castrated eunuchs floating on a dull landscape of time?
The nurse could have punctured our carotids right at birth and it wouldn't make a penny's difference to this world.
We are the unacceptable lot.
We would actually be saving Mother Earth some resources.
Who among us agrees that some of us should take the higher road momentarily and puncture our own carotids?
Our present is tepid and uneventful. Due to the current circumstances we live in. Ofcourse.
And most of us dream about what a glorious future we will have.
But what if our past is not really as glorious as we think it to be?
What if it truly ever was just a collection of random morbid days with just a ripple here, a ripple there, that too initiated by pebbles of other lands?
What if our future is not as glorious as we assume it to be?
What if all we achieve is a mediocre lifestyle with a closet full of unachieved dreams?
So if our present isn't dazzlingly spectacular, aren't we basically being self-castrated eunuchs floating on a dull landscape of time?
The nurse could have punctured our carotids right at birth and it wouldn't make a penny's difference to this world.
We are the unacceptable lot.
We would actually be saving Mother Earth some resources.
Who among us agrees that some of us should take the higher road momentarily and puncture our own carotids?
Saturday 9 March 2013
I'm ashamed to be an Indian
I'm ashamed to be an Indian.
I'm even more ashamed to be a Hindu.
And I feel like I'm in a circus when I see a whole lot of Sthanik Brahmins gathered.
I'm ashamed to be an Indian all year through.
I don't need movies like Kai Po Che to remind me so.
But they do.
Movies like these remind me of the GLARING FACT that I'm born in a country called India where one's religion is one's identity and it is stamped on your forehead even before you are born !
I am in a country where a vast majority of people want to willingly vote for a bastard called Narendra Modi to be the next Prime Minister.
Some of these people who want to vote for him are my friends !@#$%^&*@@#$%
My only thought is that -
He is the modern day Hitler.
Want to vote for him?
Sure!
Want to make him the next Prime Minister?
Sure!
Want to encourage genocide?
Sure!
I'll just remember to wish my non-Hindu (damn, I'm a caste-ist too now?) friends goodbye before he packs them off to their concentration camps.
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