Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Back to IRON age

Our life is full of ironies. Just look around and you will find in ample. It is said History repeats itself. Absolutely, IRON AGE is back.Let me present some of my personal favorites.

On a usual morning, a father and a son walking down the city's busy and clumsy road.
Yesterday's rain water still intact in the potholes of the 2 month old road, which somehow replaced the British era's so called express highway. Before every election, construction of the road seemed to be an anthem for the campaign of every political leader. They say they also feel the pain in their back because of the bumpy roads, while travelling in their personal Helicopter, all the time. I guess they refer to the pain they feel in bending, to see the glorious condition from the sky above.

On an usual evening, a mother and a daughter strolling in their mile stretching lawn.
Fragrance of the Roses, Jasmines, Violets, Lily and other countless flowers creating a mystical aura. Everyday before sunrise, dozens of gardener start their in-numerous activities of beautification. Even if everything seems to perfect, they will still maneuver to achieve even a greater height of perfection. In short perfecting the Perfect. The cost of a single plant would be equivalent or even more than the monthly wage of a pity gardener. Just imagine if that gardener gets a plant from that boulevard at the end of the month instead.

On a usual afternoon, a boy standing infront of a street side tea-stall.
Hoping to get a portion of stale biscuit thrown away by the shopkeeper or the customer. Even for that piece, he has several other competitors including the stray dogs. Last time he hit the jackpot was probably 2 days back or even more. The amount of water required to prepare a cup of tea would be more than what the boy gets to drink clean water for the day.

On a usual night, a girl sitting in a fast food joint.
Throwing tantrums because of the delay in order. The trails of ketchup still dripping all over from her chin which came out of the delicious PEPPERONI pizza (with extra cheese) 2 minutes ago. The tip which she gives to the waiter would be more than the actual bill.

On a usual midnight, two men sitting on a footpath bench.
One wearing the designer suit and the other with bare minimum(who knows this could become the next fashion statement). Former is drunk and dosn't want to go home. Latter one is also drunk but dosn't have a home to go. Former desires the amount of happiness which the latter has, and the latter hopes his sorrow minimizes to the former's.
What an Irony!!!!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

National Anthem .... a homage to motherland

Yesterday night I went out to watch a movie in the city's "prestigious" multiplex.I used the word "prestigious" not because of its great concrete structure or its historical importance to the city. Its due to the fact that they play "The National Anthem" before every show. I feel very proud whenever I listen to it. One kind of energy starts flowing in my body.
Those were the days when we used to queue up in the early morning and sing "The National Anthem". And that too, with atmost perfection of 52 seconds.
Yesterday what I saw was a bit disheartening. A couple of guys remained seated while "The National Anthem" started. It was a complete disgrace on their part. I feel pity on them that they didn't stand up even when it was written up on the 70mm screen "Please stand up for the National Anthem". They will flaunt their English as if they are the pioneers, but fail to translate a simple statement in their mind.

I highly appreciate the trend started by these Multiplexes.
The current scenario is that it has become an obligatory custom before the start of every game and on two occasions viz. "Republic day" and "Independence Day". Children sing poetry and rhymes instead of morning prayers and National Anthem. Why shouldn't we make it mandatory in every schools, colleges and even offices.

Recently our National Anthem was in spotlight for 2 things.
Starting with the good thing, infact it is a great achievement for us that our National Anthem has been honored as "The best National Anthem". What more a country and its citizens can dream of.
And now the ugly part, it is being said that Rabindra Nath Tagore had composed this Anthem song for the purpose of honoring the Brithish King George V and Queen Mary for their visit to their colonial India. According to that notion, our National Anthem pays homage to the British King and Queen, and not to our motherland.
What I feel that it is our perception that only matters. If we want to pay homage to our motherland by our National Anthem, then be it. Critically I may be wrong, but its my personal point of view that I don't feel ashame of my National Anthem. Its in the same analogy as if a child calls her mother by the word "Ma" and later on he finds that her actual mother is not the same person. So now he would not associate "Ma" with her real mother?
Definitely he will. So what is the harm in using our National Anthem for our motherland.
It is the feeling attached to those words are important. If you remove the words or even modify(to be least), feelings won't be the same.
I remember as a child when I used to watch the Vande Mataram, on television, the feeling was different as compared to the new version of Vande Mataram.
I accept that we enjoy the so called remix versions of old Bollywood songs. But certain are best in their archaic form, and the "National Anthem" and "National Song" definitely falls into that category.

I wish a time to come when We all INDIANS stand together and revere our motherland by saluting the National Flag and singing the "National Anthem".
Commonwealth Games is an ideal platform to demonstrate our unity and strength to the world.
Won't it be the proudest moment in our life if we sing together the "National Anthem" at the opening ceremony, and the world shall witness our homage.


Friday, August 13, 2010

Its such a wonderful thing to fall sick

Not being able to work, or play or hang out brings about a level of frustration when we fall ill.
We curse ourselves for eating the roadside " golguppas", or getting drenched in the rain or what I call as slogging in morning hours and doing nothing.
But there is an always other side for almost everything. Many people don't agree with my point of view, but I'll try to convince. One can enjoy even more if its taken with a pinch of salt.

Illness can turn out to be a blessing in a disguise if you want to have break from monotonic everyday schedule. You don't need to see your boss's ugly face or hear his ever sadist voice.
Moreover you get loads and loads of personal attention and services :)
Most often you get phone calls and even personal visits from your friends and relatives, and not to mention the "Get well soon" greeting cards and blessings.
And my personal favorite, which is to plan what food items am I going to eat after I get well.
Its not that the food which an ill person gets is pathetic.It is different league of liberty. Like I am missing the traditional "Kaddha" which I used to have only when I fall ill.

What a pleasure it is to sleep for the whole day and night wrapped under a warm blanket.
Food being served and "Do not Disturb" tag is also not required.
You can also see the concern in your loved one's eyes when they pull out the thermometer and check the reading (hoping that it would be or atleast close to the magic number of "98.6").
You get to have those colorful pills and syrups.
Last but not the least, you go through your childhood photo albums, videos and other possessions.
Its such a wonderful thing to fall sick!!!!!!!


Sunday, August 1, 2010

Mustang story




Its the call sign which I have been using since past 4 years.The urge for the association with MUSTANG was due to a LAN game viz. Counter Strike.
5 of us joined to form a team to play the game. Those days we were very much fancied by the movie "TOP GUN". It was a perfect movie with ample number of characters to be inspired from. The most coveted ones were MAVERICK and ICEMAN.
These characters(or call it names) were secured by 2 fellow members in no time. Of the remaining, one was too much into WWE wrestling and another with Star Wars so they coined themselves as Stonecold(after Stone Cold Steve Austin) and Jedi respectively.
So it was me who was left to be get coined.
I didnt want myself to be associated with a singular identity so I finally chose MUSTANG.
It was the aircraft carrier in the movie( It provided base for MAVERICK & ICEMAN to rule the sky).
The word MUSTANG has a lot of other connections too.
Like P-51 MUSTANG is the world's most successful war aircraft used by
Americans in WW2.
Also FORD MUSTANG is one of the most coveted car of all time.

But the attribute of MUSTANG which I am most inspired from is its basic meaning
"WILD HORSE".
Mustangs are untamed wild horses which move of their own.
Whenever I hear the word MUSTANG, I feel the same energy within me.
It gives me strength to carry on with the adventures of my LIFE.


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Robin Hood

Waited for this movie for long time. Especially for Russel Crowe.
I was expecting some kind of Gladiator stuff in the movie. As the name suggests and what we have been hearing, reading and watching Robin Hood from childhood was not the same.
To bring forth a fact of my life that I got "Adventures of Robin Hood" as the lucky prize when I was in class II. It was a prized possession for me as it was the first time when I got a lucky prize and that too from a Television show.
So the expectation was very high and that too the character of Robin Hood was played by a marvelous actor, Russel Crowe.
The start of the movie was appropriate with a close up scene of an arrow buzzing out of a bow.
But after that I was eagerly waiting for more typical Robin Hood action. I waited ....I waited ....and I waited ....and Intermission .....then again .....I waited....I waited...I waited.....and The End....
And it was written "The start of a legend begins from here"...... So finally a great disappointment for a Robin Hood fan.
Well if you watch this movie without a pre-occupied notion then it's good.
There are good puns evenly spread across the movie. Dialogues are very well written. And when it comes to the acting part Russel Crowe can fetch you gold even from the cow dung. There is a character called Little John, he entertains very well even though his role is limited.
Cinematography is also admirable.
In a jist.... Its not a great movie but still one time enjoyable.
And I cant expect more in Rs 35 . My special thanx to Vodaphone :-)

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Measure your laugh :-0

I dont remember even in my wildest dream I have ever thought of measuring my laugh.
I know you must be laughing right now.And you know what, you can measure this particular laugh too.
What if Albert Einstein will hear this news from his grave??
I guess either he will die once again laughing or measuring his laugh.
Well enough of SAD ones.....
Before I introduce you with "THE SPECIAL ONE", I just want to give you a summary of other units which are available at our disposal.
There are 8 so called fundamental units (kilogram,meter,candela, second, ampere, kelvin and mole) for physical quantities from which every other unit can be generated. But fortunately or unfortunately our hero "laughter" is out of scope of these 8 units.
Its just like one of the favourite Amitabh Bachchan and now SRK's dialogue...... "Don ke peeche 11 mulq ki police peeche padi hai. Don ko pakadna mushquil hi nahi namunkin hai".

Ok ok.... I am coming to the point, unit of laughter is "aH".

Researchers at Kansai University have reportedly crafted a machine that can "scientifically measure the quantity of a person's laughter, as well as distinguish between the real and the fake." It's collected by a series of electrode sensors that monitor "bioelectricity generated by certain muscles that flex when you chuckle." Best of all, they've actually created a unit of measure to quantify their findings (aH), which certainly removes any doubt that all of this is just some elaborate joke.
To measure laughter, they attaches sensors on the skin of a tested subject's stomach, particularly the diaphragm, and detects muscle movements. The machine looks 3,000 times a second at electric elements normally produced in the body.By checking the movement of the diaphragm and other parts of the body, it will be possible to see if a person is only pretending to laugh while also distinguishing different types of laughter such as derision and cynicism.
So beware you cannot pretend to laugh.
They have found that children laugh more freely, releasing 10 aH per second, which is about twice as much as an adult. This justifies the axiom which has been prevailing all through the ages.

It is said that laughter is the best medicine.....and now there is a device and a unit too to measure the dose of this best medicine.

Now the next time you go to a departmental store dont get shocked if you see a laughing measuring device .And when you buy it dont forget to tell me how much aH do you laugh a day.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

What more we need!!

A country less than tenth the size of India, arms and ammunition not even comparable, can do the magic of ousting out the Tyrannical terrorists from their homeland. Then why is it our mighty, nuclear power country with one of the most advanced military cannot safeguard its land from the so called “jihadis”.We have been trying this cleaning process and sanctifying our heavenly Kashmir since the past few decades. But the outcome hasn’t brought any glory or pride to our nation. In fact it is pity that we are not being able to defend our territory from a group of jihadis(most of them don’t even know what they are fighting for?).On the other hand Sri Lanka (a major chunk of whose land was encroached by LTTE) liberated its country from the crouching tigers without having any sophisticated ammunitions and war crafts. It was their willingness and outlasting determination which helped them to carry out the mission against the rebellions. Now it is high time to take action and that too with complete vigor and strength in order to settle the issue forever. It would be in the favour of country to deal with this menace in a single take, rather than holding a tire and leaky shield against the jihadis (who are spreading like a hyacinth).These weed like creatures are eating away our resources(both in terms of money and people).Its time for India to come out of its tolerance sphere ,and show the timids how mighty it would be to awake the sleeping lion.