Stupendously Sublime

Silence rains down, like blood in an apocalypse, the poor mortal fears for his sanity, hiding in the vacant expression that he now portrays, looking at the equally vacant far-off expressions on the face of his companions, are they thinking the same, wonders the mortal, and then one of them looks at the mortal and says "did you say something?", "ummm, no" replies the mortal. Silence rains down again, like blood in an apocalypse. Suddenly a voice breaks the bloody silence "Agla station Rajeev Chowk hai, blue line par jaane waale yaatri daayin taraf se utrein" Yes, my friends the above scene was not cut from a hitchcock movie, it was pure and simple awkwardness of 4 strangers, pushed together by fate, and traveling together because of convenience. The ice is hard as ever, all the niceties have been discussed, families have been discussed, personal lives have been discussed (till that permissible level). Yet the 4 are strangers, different, from different backg...

There is an oft repeated cliche "change is the only constant" and as is the case with all cliches, it is very true and i hate the sound of it. This change is a part of all our lives, the petrol prices, inflation, newer moral sensibilities, technology. You walk on the road and you will be assaulted by change from all corners and directions, the newer car model, a "baraat" band blasting away new hits, the newest fashion worn by the chic upper class and aped by the not so chic middle class. This juggernaut won't be slowed in an age of information overload. As a lazy sunday moved along i engrossed myself in the feature story of today's Hindustan Times, Men of India, it is a great insight into the psyche of the urban indian male from sex to career and changing equations in the relationships between men and women. This came at a time when i was thinking a lot about the potential of arranged marriages over love marriages. The single most damning PRO in the case of ...

It has been another green period in my life, getting admission into a college that most have been congratulating me about (the jury is still out on this fact), i have been working hard and this i say without any modesty whatsoever because i have worked hard at my job, but i also have to say that I have partied pretty hard too, the main reason behind this is, Kava living so close to my office and Hundoo living with him we have been partying almost every night to the annoyance of my mother, which she states very unequivocally. But i have been escaping the wrath of my mum's superior logic, by some expert evasion tactics, i feel proud to have inculcated within me. I have been enjoying the money i have earned, so yeah it is a green patch in my life, and with the batch junior to me passing out, yeah folks it has been a whole year since me and my batch left JUIT, we have been having a lot of online presence of the passed out batch, this is to be expected that they are really missing the ...

Entertain me, said the King and so the jester did, entertain the crowd, and so the jester did, entertain the princess, and so the jester did, entertain the queen, and so the jester did... till the day, a new jester came and took his place, and the old jester was lost, into the shadows, his heart filled with sorrow and pain. The sorrow became too much, and it turned to anger, the anger became too much and it turned into cynicism, and the cynical jester armed with the experience of pain came back, and he taunted, and poked holes in big egos, regaled the king with stories from the personal lives of his courtiers. till a plan was hatched to silence the jester once and for all, and the assassin climbed to the jester's room to find him waiting... waiting and wanting.....wanting death....wanting to die....and he said "i lived for everyone, and when everyone was through i was alone, i was the best, and now i'm just one of the rest, used and thrown again and again, till i can't...

Recall the face of the poorest and the weakest man whom you may have seen, and ask yourself, if the step you contemplate is going to be of any use to him. Will he gain anything by it? Will it restore him to a control over his own life and destiny? In other words, will it lead to swaraj for the hungry and spiritually starving millions… M.K. Gandhi. Then the father of the nation goes on to say that we will feel our doubts melt away, profound thoughts of a great man, and relevant more so today than any other time, I read a statistic a few months ago that in the world 28 million people commit suicide every year, that is about one person killing himself every 30 seconds, that means by the time I finish this article about a 100 people would have been dead. Yes, that would be a tragedy won’t it, this reminds me of another quote,”Death of a person is a tragedy, death of a hundred, a statistic” and that is what our country has been reduced to, statistics, here are some, from 1997 to 2008 199,13...

My CV reads "Success is the ability to go from one failure to the next with equal amount of enthusiasm." This was said by Winston Churchill a flawed, war mongering leader but one who shepherded Great Britain through the most destructive war of the Modern Era, if it were not for his never give a shit attitude, Britain would have crumbled. This is what i think, motivation when only for oneself, is brittle and transient (obviously my opinion) but the motivation that comes from a task that is bigger than any one person, that several people depend on it, that motivation is lasting, a soldier's life and his will to fight erodes slowly, and all the nationalistic pride is left on the backburner, but the fire to fight comes from those who are fighting next to him, the soldier fights for his brother, who would gladly take a bullet to spare his life, and he knows that if the time comes he would do the same, this is the passion and motivation that is lasting, personal gain and succes...

This is an entry after 1 and a half months, it has been a tumultuous 45 days with a lot of exhilarating feelings, a little heart break, a lot of naughtiness, and a feeling of content no my friends i'm not speaking of the IPL, though i would love to slam the naked marketing and advertising bandwagon, but i won't, March has been the month that has seen me work, and work, and work, and then when i'm out of it, work some more. Though according to my manager(boss) what we are doing is not really work until we spend days in office. yeah right! This virtual mountain of work, it is virtual, has made me realize that when you deliver people expect more, and then you deliver more then the expectation moves exponentially, it is not until you disappoint somebody, that the level of expectation regains some sort of sanity, and this brings me to my topic, what is genius... It could be a 16 year old walking in on a cricket field against some of the most hostile fast bowlers in the world, it...