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Monday, June 30, 2008

All that I could do is laugh at myself
With tears that never stops
Too many dreams too many expectations

Leading to disappointments and frustrations
Wish I could be something else
Not a person of dreams
Not a person of wishes
What is that I want
That is something that you would never know
It would be something that I would never show
I wonder
At God’s sense of humor
Maybe he will be the one with the final laugh but…
Still I wouldn’t stop laughing at myself…….

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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Bharathiyaar

பாரதியார்
தேடிச் சோறுநிதந் தின்று -- பல
சின்ன சிறுகதைகள் பேசி -- மனம்
வாடித் துன்பமிக உழன்று -- பிறர்
வாடப் பலசெயல்கள் செய்து -- நரை
கூடிக் கிழபருவ மெய்தி - கொடுங்
கூற்றுக் கிரையெனப் பின்மாயும் -- பல
வேடிக்கை மனிதரை போலே-- நான்
விழவே னன்றுநினைத் தாயோ?

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Saturday, March 29, 2008

Pandora Box!!!

I have been blogging for quiet sometime now though not very often. I haven't been sharing the blog to almost no one except to people who I feel will not judge me or whose judgement I really don't care about. But one fateful day, when I wrote Shaadi.com I decided to share it with CG though I know that there is a lot more mention about him in many of my blogs. I have every risk of him reading through them but I didn't care much . Alas!!!now it has now led to me opening a Pandora Box which i almost thought was nonexistent.

While I assumed that he will be questioning about all the mentions I had made about him, he seemed to be more interested in how to create a blog of his own. Well I told him how and PLOP!!!! opened the Pandora box!!! Blogging has helped me get, a lot of things out of my mind. I really didn't care whether anybody ever bothered to visit my blogs even. But the Pandora Box I had opened, well I am constantly wondering(worrying eh? ) who is referred in each of the post, which date/day each of the mentioned happenings occurred and the involvement that was requested how far will it go? Will it find a place in web too? and the list goes on and on.

Are we using this as a platform to communicate the things that we wouldn't dare to mouth to the people concerned? Is communication so difficult? Will we remember the context of the blog if read after a few years? Well I am still wondering!!!!!!!!!!!

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

To Cell

Dear Cell,
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying.
Stop multiplying....

yours,
Cancerous

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Shaadi.com

Life has been a roller coaster in the last 2 months. But it has taught me and given me an insight to a lot of things. I have been on Shaadi.com one of the most popular matrimonial sites in the last few months pretty seriously. I had all my doubts about it working, but still had faith and went on. A friend was asking me why this method of finding your partners. I said, most have us do not have the liberty to get married to anybody we see. We have to find somebody of our own castes and community and this is the way where we can filter people and find soul mates.

But who am I bull shitting? There are only two kinds of people who are in these matrimonial sites. The ugly ones who just dont have any chance of finding a partner. The second types are those who is actually had been gutless to get into a permanent, commited relationship but was brave enough to stay single inspite of all pressures of the society.

The second kinds are active in these matrimonial sites for only one reason. They are afraid that they will be forced to marry somebody of their caste and community from a very laid back set up. So they want to checkout the compatibility, have some fun talking, maybe a a Long Distance Relationship(LDR) and then decide to take it to parents. Well the last step happenning is of low probability. If one of the party decides to take it to parents a little earlier, to avoid any disappointments later, well be prepared for an absconding person.

Well I am not blaming these guys. Indian Marriages are always and almost a tie down for high spirits like me. Marriage sounds like retirement. In our society everybody is expected to study well, find a high paying job, get married, buy a house and pay for the house all through your young age, when ideally you should be scuba diving, visiting places and maybe para sailing.Not to mention kids. An abode to reside and live comfortably is a necessity but not at the cost of your entire young age to repent later for not having done a lot of things when you were young. But the problem is that, we start yearning for company to do these stuff. A company beyond friendship. A casual relationship with somebody of the other sex is a taboo of course.

To ponder more on the thought, what if we end up with somebody who has his/her interests on totally different grounds. Say for instance, I am not a party animal but I enjoy being in one once in a while, get lost in the never ending trans music, dance a little, drink a little, crack some nonsense jokes and unwind. I am afraid I might have to forget having this pleasure once i retire - oops marry somebody my parents see.

Well we do get a chance to express all that we claim to be interested in, in the matrimonial profiles. But to what degree the interest is something one can never express. This is something we need to find out by whatever means. All said and done... I am still having my faith, i am still in Shaadi.com and the search is still on.

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Friday, February 08, 2008

Things to do in 2008

1. I wanna go silver
2. Buy a Car and drive myself
3. Lose 5 Kgs
4. Go on a road trip to Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos.
5. Learn to Jive, Salsa
6. Set certain things right ;)

and the list will continue.....

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Thursday, February 07, 2008

Trains....

I am just on my way back to Bangalore and i happen to get a message from a "friend" who is apparently travelling back to chennai from Hyderabad in an AC Coach. He was asking me why didnt I book myself in one too.. but... here the reason goes.....

I always feel glad to be in a sleeper coach instead of AC because I just feel great sitting there and looking out. The breeze ruffling the hair and you really don’t have to worry who is watching the unkempt hair and I just feel happy to be sitting there. Sometimes I realize that holidays nowadays are rushed affairs where we end up catching flights to 'get there soon and not waste time'. We forget that the journey is part of the holiday. Crowded airports, two hours of being stuffed into a metal tube and hurtling through the skies is not as much fun as sitting in a train and looking out at the changing landscape. The chai wala, the random conversations with fellow passengers, sharing of stories and snacks and the rocking of the train are very relaxing...

Pondering on the thought, I am sure I wouldn't want my kids to lose out on the middle class pleasures and habits that I grew up with. Some years ago I met a kid who didn't know what a railway station looked like and I have laughed at the three year old with the foolishness of a young single with no family, no money or kids! Today as I fly to some holidays because it's quicker, I am grateful that we often take trains. I would make sure that my kids are not growing up to be one of those spoilt kids who has never traveled by train. Of course I would want my kids to live better than I did, but our relative affluence is not something that should go to their heads. It shouldn't come so easy to them. A train should not be a novelty or something 'quaint'. It should be a viable travel option.-I think trains teach you a lesson in patience and help you unwind. I also like to think they keep us grounded - close to the dirt and chaos which is a reality to the majority of the country. Did you know that the Indian Railways is one of the biggest employers in the country? I didn't until recently.- It is always great fun to just explore and look out of the window and spend some unstructured, stress free time with the strangers you are traveling with, munching thoughts of people and trips earlier... well I would never regret the time I spend in the train.

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