Tuesday, November 17, 2015

A Letter To You Know Who

Ego is too light a word to determine why some marriages fail; blame-games and usage of indecent thoughts and words are just symptoms beyond wrapping it as immaturity; hate and evil thoughts directed at someone by somebody are inbuilt ideas existing at the source from which it perpetrates. 

Watching some marriages fail, it just reinstates the common view of failure that most of us have in our mind; a thought that everything and everyone can be taken for granted and a time one gets to relax assuming that everything will be taken care of by someone else... even certain responsibilities that come with it. The perfect formula for failure no corporate rat or dummy's guide will teach you is something you make on your own incorporating ideas of everyone else other than you. It is this lax and assumptions that the society and its institutions builds within us that destroys us when we try to follow through with actions what these age-old depleted ideas impose upon us.

Morons do try to still stick to their ideas-imposed and transcribed by their mummies and daddies-sans realizing the response that awaits them. Newton did forewarn that every action has its equal and opposite reaction. At times, 'silence' very often as thought, does not mean that someone or a family is sitting listening up all nonsense and digesting in patience; it perhaps means they are recoiling, organizing and powering up the attack silently. 

All it takes is to simplify oneself devoid of grandiosity, mind one's language-perhaps even control and reduce it, take control of 'your own family'-perhaps realizing what 'your family' means in the first place and minding your own business instead of letting your wife live a life of a destitute and your child having a fatherless childhood as you pretend to wallop in your misery of force-fed ideas from your parents (from whose clutches you seem never to have grown.) Shameless fool!

All it takes for me right now is to sit back, relax and watch the rope that seemingly restrains you at the moment to get cut, the ties to get loosened and the bonds to get broken; and I for sure will hear a cry-not from your foolish fall or her's or your's together-yet from the drop of a child who trusted you and her and was holding on to the rope of hope that you both were so stubbornly and adamantly pulling from the sides squeezing and throttling the child's neck from both the sides. All it takes is nothing... for me to just sit back, watch and hear the rope crack.  

All it takes for you at the same time, is to use the rope, the bonds that tie and use it to bridge the gap and wrap your family together. All it takes is that and as simple as that. 

For now, let me tell you (you know who,) for the snake you know that I am for which I have often heard your compliments, that snake does not lie and no one better than he knows that there is a consequence to every sequence and the snake is silently and simply recoiling, waiting until you get near and to see you upclose. And with that dear, ends my final warning... 

Monday, November 9, 2015

Left or Right BAN Seems Alright

Just have this thing to ask:

If Kovan alias Sivadas may be arrested on charges of sedition for asking to BAN tasmac, why aren't a few others who are asking for BANNING a few other things be arrested on the same charge as well?! 

Didn't I hear someone say earlier that everyone is equal before the law?! If "they" can be free, then free Kovan too... If not, why not let the birds of the same feather, flock together in whites and stripes?!

One more doubt though... seems like the crowd of the mediocre, voting Indian citizen offended by what a bunch of religious fanatics belonging to a few conservative parties want to be BANNED; yet, the same crowd seem to find it acceptable when Kovan asks for the BAN of liquor under the banner of a so called 'liberal', thinking, leftist-Communist party. 
Are you fellows joking?! Left or Right, ABCD or Communist, seems like the choice every citizen has is the choice to decide whether to die at the jaws of the tiger or the bear's bloody paws; either way, weather forecasts seem to predict that "we are screwed!"...   

Moral of the story: Kovan or Poovan, Kuppan or Chuppan, everyone wants a ban... 'BAN' seems to be the only thing soon to be left sans a BAN. Ban India Ban...

Thursday, November 5, 2015

The Madness Industry

Recent Reflections:

1. 'Is money the root cause for all evil,' as I Timothy 6:10 (of the Bible) says or 'the lack of money that is the root cause for all evil,' as Mark Twain claims? I wonder

2.  Among the things British journalist Jon Ronson learned while researching his new book, “The Psychopath Test: A Journey Through the Madness Industry”: was that the incidence of psychopathy among CEOs is about 4 percent-which was four times its actual prevalence in the population at large. 
In an article in Forbes magazine, Victor Lipman throws light into the idea that the hallmark of the psychopathic personality involves egocentric, grandiose behavior, completely lacking empathy and conscience and take others and humanity for granted. Additionally, psychopaths may be charismatic, charming, and adept at manipulating one-on-one interactions. In a corporation, one’s ability to advance is determined in large measure by a person’s ability to favorably impress his or her direct manager. Unfortunately, certain of these psychopathic qualities–in particular charm, charisma, grandiosity (which can be mistaken for vision or confidence) and the ability to “perform” convincingly in one-on-one settings–are also qualities that are supposed to help one get ahead in the business world. 

And I wonder if the definition for "Psychopaths" would be any different while one explains the evil results of "Capitalism"(?!) now that CEOs seem to be just the byproducts of capitalism and vice versa, it only seems to make more sense.

3. Doesn't it seem easier to convince people that you are 'normal' than to convince them that you are "insane"?! (Esp. taking into account the classifications in DSM and ICD and the checklist to fill to fulfill the requirements to be awarded with the title of insanity... nevertheless, time, geographical positioning, culture, customs, law of the land, traditions and other socio-economic-spiritual/religious-political and other spectrum to be taken into consideration)

Monday, November 2, 2015

In The Context Of Time

Strange period of time we live in these days
When everything is confusingly reversed...
When certain people in India who once had all the access to education and power, today, watch everyone they denied education to having absolute access to the same in the name of the very same banner of "reservation" under which it was earlier claimed.

Absolutely surprized am I
When the one who was enslaved rules and vice versa...
When the President of the US of A is black and the rapper who sings about his misery turns out to be a white guy called Eminem.

How more crazy can it get when you realize that
Everyone has been fooled by our "Welfare States"...
That apart from casting one's vote, there is no freedom or welfare that the politicians have managed to shell out for us that every vote supposedly promised us.
When you realize that education and health have become business of the richy' rich private parties as the government-our government-for the people, by the people and of the people-considers its business taking over and running Toddy and Liquor booths(?!)
For the best interest and "Welfare" of its citizens I suppose.
Meanwhile, there is collective response to promote secularism in school during children's formation on one hand by banning spiritual books and on the other, asking for spiritual books to be brought back into prisons, asylums and sanitariums to reform the wayward (?!)
It is equally interesting to witness the Good Books that were supposed to bring peace and love bring more of war and hate; perhaps it just reflects the rationale behind the fact that humans find it easier to kill a human life in the pretext of protecting an animal's... 'all for the glory of God' I must believe.

Interesting world am I in...
Where in the name of providing security, people agree to lose their privacy,
Women are offered protection from existing violence around as they immediately get criticized for the dress they wear that men and certain women choose to believe is the reason for all their misfortune and shell out rules on how to behave, dress and who to talk with. In the mean time Moms seem to find no fault in their 'laadla' sons anyway.  
Corporate houses run high, reaping profits, selling products that make no sense and people who feel an absolute need for anything and everything sold, proceed to amass the same with borrowed wealth to procuring things they don't need and enter a life of eternal debt.

Marveled am I to watch...
Citizens lose their civil rights in the name of having the same protected and freedoms being curtailed in the name of the same being promoted. And the minority few who show dissent against the policies of the government and question the same in absolute love for his/her country being targeted, dispelled and labelled "A GRAVE Internal Threat" as the majority-rest taking the cue, settle to rest with freebies thrown at them for the grabs and stay deaf, blind and mute to the nude king/queen's dance. 
Governments have become a burden than be of any use to the people and "Politics" as the name confirms, has become the thriving ground for "Poly" as in 'Many' and "Tics" as in 'Blood Sucking Insects".

Long live my country! Long live Democracy (whatever it means)! and Long live the rulers and the ruled!
(Well, some day you might all know that what once went up, sure came down too... Booh!) 

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

The Pervert Family

Few months back, an old couple visited my parent's home while I was there. What I witnessed was a sorry state of affairs of the elderly people trying to ruin an young couple's life.

With my limited knowledge of the psyche, I knew the very first time I met these people at their place that they were absolutely a misfit for any family to associate with; many didn't; one thing in particular that disgusted me, was the fact that they stuck like living parasites, like leeches they sucked money that they neither toiled for nor deserved from others in the name of customs and traditions; worse still, they neither had insight into the immorality of their action nor realized the perversion in their attitude. With insight and judgement lacking I looked in amazement at the victims of their action and wondered if they were dumb enough not to realize the speed at which they were pacing towards their own pitfall by wanting to string any attachment to them (?!)

The last time I met these imbeciles-retarded far behind their age-at my parent's, their behaviour had gotten only worser. They had gotten older and bolder with remorse and chronic dissatisfaction over everyone else's life they didn't own to compensate for the discontent and worthlessness of their own. They shamelessly placed orders for more plunder and more unjustifiable demands shaking their fingers like a shivering coward's. With my limited absorption into spirituality, I decided to speak finally after a prolonged period of customized silence and realized that i had nothing to speak yet let them know that I felt they would cry very soon. And today, they cry... "What goes around, comes around" thus saith my Grandfather and it did ;) 

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

One Other Paradox of our Time

The scenario throughout history remains a constant... as fashion and poverty remain in tatters, the rich, by virtue of their status, deem it their right to remain uncovered as the poor are doomed of their right to cover... and both remain exposed.

Reduced by poverty, one struggles to cover her naked body with all that she has as the other struggles to uncover herself with the little she has as she rise to riches. Man gapes in awe at both the cases; at one with a gust of pity and at the other with a gust of lust, captures both in the frames of his lenses, ships it across the coast and rakes money in the name of sympathy and glamour. An opportunist in both.

Man, oh Man, how have thee devolved so completely into those thin lines of desolate insanity (?!) and with so much ease. So long as life remains there shall ever be the hungry predator and the obliging prey as it seems...   

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Don't Read This If Cancer Is None Of Your Botheration

There was a time when trying to find a person surviving cancer was rare; this was not "long time ago, so long ago..."as the story must go; yet just a few decades ago when we did not have high radiation levels from cell phone towers, microwaves and wifis and all the devices like blue-tooth to cell phones to every other wifi-enabled computer device we use to track, trap and keep us connected to high levels of radiation so pointlessly, free-floating around without any control. Today, we stand at a precarious point of history where not knowing someone close to us-in family or friends-living with cancer is only a rarest or rarest chance. The ever growing debate over the cause of cancer must be rested instead of allowing it to be easily diverted to non-issues. 

Besides the pesticides used on vegetables for which we find it easier to attack the poor farmer, very often, the bigger and often hideous vendetta of the corporate world get carefully hidden in this diversion over the reason behind the cause of cancer; giant corporates who run the cell phone industry, the blue tooth gadgets, the wifi and the rest of the hi-fi gadgets that we so feverishly consume with pride, the scans that the doctors so deliberately send us to more than required and everything rich and populated to which we have become blind consumers of forced needs remain hardly questioned. The radiation from these sources are a whole lot more than we can imagine that kills us slowly yet systematically

Following are a few NEWS articles showing how countries which had this huge wi-fi frenzy earlier are giving up that obsession (countries like Australia which was the worst hit) and have decided rather than taking pride in having a 'wifi-free' campus, they would rather have a campus free of wifi-devices and save their children from irreversible damage:

Since 2010, five persons have died of cancer and five are battling the disease in Patel’s colony that has about 15 cell phone towers. 

Over 80 percent of those who succumbed to certain types of cancer resided approximately a third of a mile away from one of the hundreds of cell phone antennae that populate the city in Brazil. These cancers, primarily found in the prostate, breasts, lungs, kidneys, liver, are the ones associated with exposure to electromagnetic fields (EMFs).

“Being exposed to a mobile tower located within 50m of your home or workplace is like being in a microwave oven for 24 hours,” said Prof. Girish Kumar, department of electrical engineering, IIT Bombay. 

Large numbers of these (cell phone) towers  are mounted near schools, hospitals, residential and office buildings to provide good mobile phone coverage to the users. These cell towers transmit radiation 24×7, so people living within 100s of metres from the tower will receive 10,000 to 10,000,000 times stronger signal than required for mobile. 

"It is not legal to install cellular towers in residential areas without taking formal consent. People can complain at the MCD’s office of their zone," 

Australia takes special lead in promoting campuses free from wifi-radiation after sensing its harmful effect on children.
Get to read more about some crucial concerns it reflects here: http://www.wifi-in-schools-australia.org/p/blog-page_13.html

Not just as individuals, yet as parents that most of us are, it would be good for us to know and make more reasonable, informed and deliberate choices and hence this share :)  

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Trash Conferences

Pay for presenting your paper
Pay for publishing your paper
Pay for sharing your knowledge 
Are you kidding???

Would anyone be so desperate to do this or rather fall for this whimsical nonsense ?!
If the organizers do not have the means, what is there to aspire for, call for or be proud of at the end? 
Shouldn't it be the other way around where the knowledge-sharer gets paid for writing, publishing and sharing knowledge if at all it was worth it?! 

The reason for so much filth floating in the knowledge garbage is because of this; worthless pieces of thrash that we get to read these days being published for the cash that gets transactioned inbetween.  

Like those wedding invites, wish people know where to drop these stupid (pay for everything) conference invites... right into my dustbin and right where it belongs.  

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Through His Eyes

They said I was special
“The first” they said
Even literature would be happy with the names with which they called me
Well, I wasn’t born then.

“Selfish”, “Scoundrel”, “Rogue”…
Few of the more sensitive words I get to hear howled around me every now.
Before I go any further, let me introduce myself…
I am just a child who still can’t speak - caught between parents separated
Imprisoned in my mother’s “care” (or so she wishes to think)
As a child stand I scared; crying my pain through speechless walls I stare.

Some see the tears in my eyes
The farthest they can possibly see.
What must be running behind?!
Would anyone dare to see?

“Selfish” he calls her, “Not-even-a-man” she calls him
Each ridicule the other with audience to gape at every rap
Not understanding the words yet understanding the running emotion
Unattended I ran-in between them-with nowhere left to run
The only spoof of their marriage remains in the engraved names of each other in their torso
Lest they forget the other’s

Each tore the other apart with words meant to rip one’s heart
Spitting choice words picked from the gutter at each other’s face
Along they went with their fight unbothered even if it was over my hovering grave
Battles they fought and perhaps wars they win
With my soul to bear the scars within

Scared, surprised and stunned I lay not knowing who will collect my shattering pieces
Off they drifted into the big secure spaces of their egos
Dragging me into shallow worlds I didn’t want to go.
Everything they go through seems real to them 
Everything about them except me.

I will know the “truth” somebody said someday
And understand who was right and who was wrong…
Would I care to think that way?
A ‘knave’, a ‘rogue’, a ‘rascal’ one day I shall be and blame it on everyone to deem my right to be
You can take all the time you want then and decide
The rights and the wrongs and anything in between
And settle scores for yourself

A lifeless life I have now
With pretentious words and spontaneous lies
Secure places with insecure lives
Everyone trying to replace the other.
Every time I look out through the window
And get to see a child holding on to the hand of his father
All I want is that and nothing more;
Yet searching for that hand that is never there
Grasping in vain into thin air 
A fatherless child am I… for no fault of mine
for everyone to mock and stare

“Thank You” Mom; “Thank You” Dad for gifting this life
I’d rather not have;  
Where your lives mattered more than me
Someday I look forward to repay thee…

Monday, August 10, 2015

It's So Good To Fail

We are all beings of imitation; we imitate people who we appreciate; everything we do well is how well we have been able to imitate someone who has succeeded doing things we wished we could do too-be it the way we walk, the way we talk or perhaps even the way we think.

Masters of impersonation are we and with our greed to always excel, we would rather imitate someone who has done the same thing before us than try and attempt to do something our own. To do something our own, means, giving ourselves a chance, a chance to perhaps even fail; yet, we hate trying. We would rather 'cut, copy and paste' in our rush to success rather than give ourselves a shot to fail and perhaps to discover who we really are. We are all scared to fail and in that sense, have forgotten to create something new, something true, something real and above all something our very own that defines us. 

Success has always been history and with more and more conditioned, learnt behaviour being taught in schools and colleges, just an imitate-able impersonation... and just a boring repetition of history. At some point of time, rather than succeed in living a life of impersonation and imitation, tired and boring that we should get, why not attempt to do something ourselves even if it meant we would fail and give ourselves a chance to discover who we really are.  Failure teaches us something new, failure teaches us something more sacred than success, failure helps us learn more about who we are rather than what we are expected to be. It is a success to fail :)