Month: August 2003

  • Sitting Ducks

    i am experiencing what might be termed as blog fatigue, basically i think i am trying to couch my laziness in a mouthful of jargon…hehe…read a couple of blogs that have commented on the blasts in mumbai…..i honestly dont understand why we are so passive about it, as a country, life goes on as normal, remember 9/11, sure you do, its a global phenomenon, we have had worse death counts, but never marketed so well..btw, the US calls it collateral when the deaths arent US citizens….they created a war based on it, and none of the world had any balls to do anything about it…
    everyone and anyone can safely guess that there is a pak hand in what happened in Mumbai, now and before…for once why cant we be like an israel or the US, blast the guys and then have ‘bilateral talks’…..i used to trust RAW once, not now……now , we are all sitting ducks hoping and praying that we are not in the next lot of casualties, there is another prayer along with it, that it rains fire in karachi, lahore, islamabad…………

  • We forget

    i have been reading ‘where the rain is born’…its a collection , i found a lil part in a particular piece that i found very thought provoking…will give you the gist…long before man started ruling the earth, long before the giant lizards, two spores set out on an incredible journey, after some time they came to a lush green valley, the younger spore said ‘lets journey on further, and see more wonders’, the elder one said ‘i’m too tired, i will stay here, you carry on, but promise me you will never forget me’..the younger one said, ‘forget you, impossible’…the elder one replied, ‘this is the loveless journey of karma, you will…’…..and so the younger one journeyed on…eons and eons later, in the lush green valley, the elder spore had spread its roots deep into the earth, and had flowered….. a lil girl, all dressed up and looking pretty came to pluck some flowers …… the man who came with her, pulled a twig down so that she could pluck the flowers…as she was plucking the flower, the elder spore cried, ‘ah, little sister, you have forgotten me’….

  • What dreams may come

    i have a hypothesis, is it possible that god has given a quota of dreams per person, maybe as small as one dream, that can come true..this is not about the dreams you have at night, this is more the aspirational kind of dreams…… that after you have achieved that one goal, god believes you have done the work you came down here for, and now your life will be a monotony of unachieved dreams, and the rest of your existence will be spent following them…..sort of like the donkey and the carrot…….or maybe He takes the passion/drive that is required to pursue a dream and bring it to its culmination….I was also wondering about the male of the species’ attraction to the T&A of the opposite gender….. another hypothesis now, could it be because it is always covered….imagine a scenario where lets say the ears were always covered and the above mentioned accessories always left open…..would the attraction be now directed towards the ears???
    goodbye, and heres manuscrypts trivia
    a lil paki bashing, because i am peeved that the indian government is sponsoring the surgery of three paki kids…. as far as pakistan is concerned, i have no humanity left in me…An Indian is having breakfast one morning (coffee, bread, butter and jam) when a Pakistani, chewing gum, sits down next to him. The Indian ignores the Pakistani who, nevertheless, starts a conversation. Pakistani man: “You Indian folk eat the whole bread??”Indian (in a bad mood): “Of course.”Pakistani: (after blowing a huge bubble) “We don’t. In Pakistan, we only eat what’s inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into bread and sell them to India .” The Pakistani has a smirk on his face. The Indian listens in silence. The Pakistani persists: “Do you eat jelly with the bread??” Indian: “Of Course.”Pakistani: (cracking his gum between his teeth and chuckling). “We don’t. In Pakistan we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds, and leftovers in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam and sell the jam to the India.”The Indian then asks: “Do you have sex in Pakistan?”Pakistani: “Why of course we do”, he says with a big smirk. Indian: “And what do you do with the condoms once you’ve used them?”Pakistani: “We throw them away, of course.”Indian: “We don’t. In India, we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and sell them to Pakistan.”

  • Metro Spiritualism

    this is gonna be a lil blog, coz i plan to leave early… the title is on an article i read about… a new concept i think…. i think at the bottom line, it would be about living a clean life, and feeling good about oneself….read about it in indiatimes…i am too lazy to write anything more today…will leave you with
    manuscrypts trivia
    a good fwd i got
    The Old Dilapidated Boat
    Joe and John were identical twins. Joe owned an old dilapidated boat and kept pretty much to himself. One day he rented out hisboat to a group of out-of-staters who ended up sinking it. He spent all day trying to salvage as much stuff as he could fromthe sunken vessel and was out of touch all that day and most of the evening. Unbeknownst to him, his brother John’s wife had died suddenly in his absence.When he got back on shore he went into town to pick up a few things at the grocery. A kind old woman there mistook him forJohn and said, “I’m so sorry for your loss. You must feel terrible.”Joe, thinking she was talking about his boat said, “Hell no!Fact is I’m sort of glad to be rid of her. She was a rotten old thing from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled up and she smelled like old dead fish. She was always holding water. She had a bad crack in the back and a pretty big hole in the front too.Every time I used her, her hole got bigger and she leaked like crazy.””I guess what finally finished her off was when I rented her to those four guys looking for a good time. I warned them that shewasn’t very good and that she smelled bad. But they wanted her anyway. The damn fools tried to get in her all at one time andshe split right up the middle.”The old woman fainted.

  • Crime and Punishment

    nope, nothing to do with the book……just another curious idea that entered my head…..when we do regard animals and plants as living beings, and even thinking beings, how come people who kill them go scot free, yes, there is a hype when the odd salman shoots a buck, but otherwise , what about the chickens, cows, lambs, fishes, crabs, shrimps etc… no, i am not being ultra moral, i was just wondering about the double standards of us humans, we cry murder, (no pun intended) when there is a human killing involved, but we choose to close our eyes to the co inhabitants of our planet…..
    i am non veggie , so i can only be so objective … but even in case of veggies, plants are living too….now if we do state an argument that it is darwin’s rule being practically applied here, we have to apply the same thing to happenings within the human species too, shouldnt we, just to be fair??
    oh man, it helps to have an ad in the front page, hehe, my counter isnt moving…… :-), unlike our award winners, i am not going to claim that the count does not matter and i get satisfaction from my work, hehe…so thats it for the day, with the only thing left being
    manuscrypts trivia
    a fwd i got…An elderly couple are sitting around one evening and the man says to the wife, “Marsha, we are about to celebrate our 60th wedding anniversary.We’ve had a wonderful life together, full of contentment and blessings.But there’s something I’ve always wondered about.Tell me the truth.Have you ever been unfaithful to me?”She hesitates a moment, then says, “Yes, 3 times,Sidney.””Three times? How could that happen?” Sidney asks.The wife begins recalling slowly, “Well, do you remember right after we were married and we were so broke, and the bank wasgoing to foreclose on our little house?””Yes, dear, that was really a terrible time” replies the man.Marsha continued, “And remember when I went to see the banker one night and the next day the bank extended our loan?””That’s hard to take” the man says, “but I guess it really was for us,so I can forgive you.””What was the second time?””Well,” she continued, “do you remember years later when you almost died from the heart problem because we couldn’t afford theoperation?””Yes, of course” the man replies.”Then you will remember that right after I went to see the doctor, he did your operation at no cost?” she explained.”That’s true” Sidney nodded. “That shocks me, Marsha, but I do understand that you did it out of love for me, and I forgive you.So, what was the third time?”Marsha lowers her head and says, “Sidney, do you remember when you ran for Country Club President and you needed 62 morevotes?”Sidney fainted……