this is what was found to be written at the back of a dtc(delhi transport corporation) bus seat:
LOOK UNDER YOUR SEAT
THERE WOULD BE A BOMB
RAISE ALARM
WIN REWARD
Wednesday, June 28
Monday, June 26
arz kiya hai...
katra hi sahi...
lekin..
dariya se to nizbat hai.
arthat...
i may be a small puddle (of water)
but atleast
i am connected with the river
lekin..
dariya se to nizbat hai.
arthat...
i may be a small puddle (of water)
but atleast
i am connected with the river
Sunday, June 25
`PET RULES`
(To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - nose height.)
Dear Dogs and Cats,
The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this inconvenience. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the door and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years --canine or feline attendance is not required.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!
To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:
To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:
1. They live here. You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.
(That's why they call it "fur"niture.)
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.
Remember: Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
A. Eat less
B. Don't ask for money all the time
C. Are easier to train
D. Normally come when called
E. Never ask to drive the car
F. Don't hang out with drug-using friends
G. Don't smoke or drink
H. Don't have to buy the latest fashions
I. Don't want to wear your clothes
J. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...
K. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
Dear Dogs and Cats,
The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this inconvenience. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the door and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years --canine or feline attendance is not required.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!
To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:
To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:
1. They live here. You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.
(That's why they call it "fur"niture.)
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.
Remember: Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
A. Eat less
B. Don't ask for money all the time
C. Are easier to train
D. Normally come when called
E. Never ask to drive the car
F. Don't hang out with drug-using friends
G. Don't smoke or drink
H. Don't have to buy the latest fashions
I. Don't want to wear your clothes
J. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...
K. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
Friday, June 23
khuda- e- aks
khuda- e- aks hai
woh asas
jo po-shida har nasl main hai
mandir, masjid, guru-dwarey
haazirr harr jism main hain
yeh dard-de dil
yeh gham- ghuffaar
badolat 'main' ke kohrain hain
zehni hisaabh
shakko- shubbha
ruhaani ibbaadat ke kaanten hain
khud- e- aks hai woh asas..
ho marr- mite jinke liye
yeh kown shaks maahir hai
jo ruhaani hi na hue
woh kiss manzar ke saahir hain
khud- e- aks hai woh asas..
jo iss lamhen
ragown main teri
mehsoos karra de
jannat ko
buland tarak tabhi paa kar
pehchaanega kown peer hai
khud- e- aks hai woh asas..
woh asas
jo po-shida har nasl main hai
mandir, masjid, guru-dwarey
haazirr harr jism main hain
yeh dard-de dil
yeh gham- ghuffaar
badolat 'main' ke kohrain hain
zehni hisaabh
shakko- shubbha
ruhaani ibbaadat ke kaanten hain
khud- e- aks hai woh asas..
ho marr- mite jinke liye
yeh kown shaks maahir hai
jo ruhaani hi na hue
woh kiss manzar ke saahir hain
khud- e- aks hai woh asas..
jo iss lamhen
ragown main teri
mehsoos karra de
jannat ko
buland tarak tabhi paa kar
pehchaanega kown peer hai
khud- e- aks hai woh asas..
Tuesday, June 20
it rained this evening!
i remember this song
rain..
feel it on the finger tips,
hear it on the window panes..
can't remember the artist
rain..
feel it on the finger tips,
hear it on the window panes..
can't remember the artist
Monday, June 19
dear lord
there are certain things which i absolutely NEED NOW
i need to go to the ocean...i miss it, i remember those enticing waters, clear blue crystal waters, the soothing sea breeze that flows through, even the smell of fish!!
oh dear i remember those good times, that little prayer which went out from my heart, with every breath that i took. how i wished it to come true as a fruit of every good karma which my soul may have stocked up till now
Friday, June 16
Thursday, June 15
Tuesday, June 13
india gate
last evening, mother nature gifted some respite to dilli walas as, it was a relatively nice weather to venture out, so i went to india gate.
for as long back as i can remember, india gate has always stood as a towering architectural reminder of two things- one,as a majestic symbol of british imperial rule over india and secondly and perhaps more importantly,as a grim reminder to the futility of war.
and yet at the same time,i have always felt baffled, regarding the symbolic metamorphosis of this colonial piece of architecture,from colonized india, to sovereign independent india... (we have witnessed quite an activity there- a-la rang de basanti style minus the dramatization of course)
earlier( like when i was in school) india gate was associated with the main structure, the amar jawaan jyoti, the handsome guards, and ofcourse the mandatory reading of the names of the jawaans as far up as possible.
but yesterday, it seemed...nay,it felt very different.i dont know what is about this place that seems to have caught the fancy of delhites. i mean, the place was so crowded that it almost seemed to loose out its charm to me.now it is more about the lawns, the pheri waalas, eatables and the other knick knacks on sale.
may it is because, delhi has so very few places which offer options for some nice, affordable family evening outs.
for as long back as i can remember, india gate has always stood as a towering architectural reminder of two things- one,as a majestic symbol of british imperial rule over india and secondly and perhaps more importantly,as a grim reminder to the futility of war.
and yet at the same time,i have always felt baffled, regarding the symbolic metamorphosis of this colonial piece of architecture,from colonized india, to sovereign independent india... (we have witnessed quite an activity there- a-la rang de basanti style minus the dramatization of course)
earlier( like when i was in school) india gate was associated with the main structure, the amar jawaan jyoti, the handsome guards, and ofcourse the mandatory reading of the names of the jawaans as far up as possible.
but yesterday, it seemed...nay,it felt very different.i dont know what is about this place that seems to have caught the fancy of delhites. i mean, the place was so crowded that it almost seemed to loose out its charm to me.now it is more about the lawns, the pheri waalas, eatables and the other knick knacks on sale.
may it is because, delhi has so very few places which offer options for some nice, affordable family evening outs.
Monday, June 12
chaddha dear
yesterday my dad had this story to tell me:
when he belonged to the age when it is ok to be young and restless, he once pillion rided the scooter of his friend who was dead drunk...one shri chaddha. so chddha sahab insissted that "only he would drive his lovely lambretta".
anyway, so thses guys were coming from delhi cantt towards naouroji nagar. half way through my poor dad began to get all jittery because "saala chaddha" was driving very very fast..so fast that he scared the spirits out of my daddy dear( my daddy strongest!!!)...
hmmm...so what is the way out of this extremely awkward situation?...my dad began to race his mental horses ..hoping to find a suaitable ..well a face saving solution so that niether does chaddha dear feel offended and dad can reach home in one piece...(chaddha was anyway notorious for being accident prone!!)and ofcourse save his pride by not becoming a laughing stock at office (chicken hearted etc)..
so my dad went into an overdrive trying to figure out a way out...and catch up with chaddha's often swerving and almost skidding wheels...
dad came with this solution: ...he requested chaddha sahab to stop because he needed to well..pee...and the cantt jungles are the best place to do that..even till today (have you been there on the ring road, anytime any spot is a urinal)...so nature's call had to be answered and well dad got off finally...phew!!! from that flying machine..and saved his ass..wished his friend good night, that from this spot, he will most conviniently catch a bus or whatever and that he the kind soul should not worry about my dad...thanx once again.
as for chaddha...he survived not only that night but many more nights of drunken driving :)
office gossip never kicked off because chaddha ji was too drunk to notice that my father had got off in middle of a jungle late at night and merrily believed that his friend conviniently reached home..well almost
when he belonged to the age when it is ok to be young and restless, he once pillion rided the scooter of his friend who was dead drunk...one shri chaddha. so chddha sahab insissted that "only he would drive his lovely lambretta".
anyway, so thses guys were coming from delhi cantt towards naouroji nagar. half way through my poor dad began to get all jittery because "saala chaddha" was driving very very fast..so fast that he scared the spirits out of my daddy dear( my daddy strongest!!!)...
hmmm...so what is the way out of this extremely awkward situation?...my dad began to race his mental horses ..hoping to find a suaitable ..well a face saving solution so that niether does chaddha dear feel offended and dad can reach home in one piece...(chaddha was anyway notorious for being accident prone!!)and ofcourse save his pride by not becoming a laughing stock at office (chicken hearted etc)..
so my dad went into an overdrive trying to figure out a way out...and catch up with chaddha's often swerving and almost skidding wheels...
dad came with this solution: ...he requested chaddha sahab to stop because he needed to well..pee...and the cantt jungles are the best place to do that..even till today (have you been there on the ring road, anytime any spot is a urinal)...so nature's call had to be answered and well dad got off finally...phew!!! from that flying machine..and saved his ass..wished his friend good night, that from this spot, he will most conviniently catch a bus or whatever and that he the kind soul should not worry about my dad...thanx once again.
as for chaddha...he survived not only that night but many more nights of drunken driving :)
office gossip never kicked off because chaddha ji was too drunk to notice that my father had got off in middle of a jungle late at night and merrily believed that his friend conviniently reached home..well almost
Sunday, June 11
as SHE makes me run
run run run..
like forrest gump
thank god
for, i am not as - dumb.
i shall run
but not from my self
yes i shall run
run through, fast and swift..
Thursday, June 8
empowered
'Empowerment is really an 'in' word these days... i mean every one is talking of being empowered - starting right from the right to vote, to present day state sponsored empowerements through affirmative action ie. the right to reservations etc.
let me make it clear at the outset that this post is surely not about raking up the issue of reservations but yes its about empowerment...
so continiung with that,the hottest item on the list of this act of empowerment is -
the knowledge and information expolsion ...empowerment through the click of a mouse, empowerment gained through the rights flowing from being a customer (customer is always right) so much for the advertising and media generated moolah...
but i ask- is it a reall choice on offer...well i have spoken earlier how this "right to know... must come along with a corresponding right to choose NOT TO KNOW... i mean i choose not to know about rahul mahajan's perasonal deatils or his escapades on the other side of the law...please have mercy on my far outstreched, over loaded attention and for heaven's sake spare me the trouble.
but as my natural proclivities insist, i have to mention about this another type of empowerment, which is largely ignored by most of us, but which to my mind is indeed the most empowering thing..
empowerment through acknowledgement of the 'now' moment- which asserts the reality-that the past is over and the future does not exist
all one has is the now moment. that present is the only moment in which i can actually do something, when i am truly in control..empowered to work towards a desired objective...and that this is the only truth 'cause no one has seen the future and that the past is exactly there-in the past.
let me make it clear at the outset that this post is surely not about raking up the issue of reservations but yes its about empowerment...
so continiung with that,the hottest item on the list of this act of empowerment is -
the knowledge and information expolsion ...empowerment through the click of a mouse, empowerment gained through the rights flowing from being a customer (customer is always right) so much for the advertising and media generated moolah...
but i ask- is it a reall choice on offer...well i have spoken earlier how this "right to know... must come along with a corresponding right to choose NOT TO KNOW... i mean i choose not to know about rahul mahajan's perasonal deatils or his escapades on the other side of the law...please have mercy on my far outstreched, over loaded attention and for heaven's sake spare me the trouble.
but as my natural proclivities insist, i have to mention about this another type of empowerment, which is largely ignored by most of us, but which to my mind is indeed the most empowering thing..
empowerment through acknowledgement of the 'now' moment- which asserts the reality-that the past is over and the future does not exist
all one has is the now moment. that present is the only moment in which i can actually do something, when i am truly in control..empowered to work towards a desired objective...and that this is the only truth 'cause no one has seen the future and that the past is exactly there-in the past.
Tuesday, June 6
a must check
this one book is worth checking. its titled. 'he is not that into you'.... i mean seriously
Monday, June 5
vrrrrrrrrroom.
hey !!! i think cars speak volumes about an owner's personality.....so which bracket do i fit in??
umm..not this one for sure.....
Sunday, June 4
me..myself..mine..
sometimes i feel things exist in concentric circles.. i mean nothing is ever patterned as linear...for instance this world is flat ---we all can see it but then we all know that it is not- right?
this atleast proves that whatever we see (or percieve from our sense perceptions) per se, is not really for sure the truth...the absolute truth -minus all and any dross (in simple hindi it means-'khot').
somewhat similiarly, this world of relationships that we live in...they all exist in a huge, big ,inter- connected, complex matrix like circle/s and everything is just such a big fruitless run that we all are just running round and round in circles thinking we have found the answers of our lives..what i need ..i know what i want..i know this is the thing for me.. and stuff...
and one day when all of it will be over we may just remember this age old proverb:
'if youth would and age could'
this atleast proves that whatever we see (or percieve from our sense perceptions) per se, is not really for sure the truth...the absolute truth -minus all and any dross (in simple hindi it means-'khot').
somewhat similiarly, this world of relationships that we live in...they all exist in a huge, big ,inter- connected, complex matrix like circle/s and everything is just such a big fruitless run that we all are just running round and round in circles thinking we have found the answers of our lives..what i need ..i know what i want..i know this is the thing for me.. and stuff...
and one day when all of it will be over we may just remember this age old proverb:
'if youth would and age could'
so who is this rahul mahajan???/
frankly speaking i dont care what this mahajan junior is up to...i mean give him a break if the guy had or did'nt have dope or champagne, or a concoction- its his life..why bother us with all the nonsensical stuff, who had it who gave what to whom.....
give me a break!
yeah did anyone btw, know that it has been raining incessantly in UP and Orissa and that many human lives have been lost...that a part of our country...Assam (remember its at the other end of our country) has been flooded again...well its flooded each year...and yes that mumbai is back to square one and the rains of last year have had no learning lessons for the local municipality.
then again who is this rahul mahajan???
give me a break!
yeah did anyone btw, know that it has been raining incessantly in UP and Orissa and that many human lives have been lost...that a part of our country...Assam (remember its at the other end of our country) has been flooded again...well its flooded each year...and yes that mumbai is back to square one and the rains of last year have had no learning lessons for the local municipality.
then again who is this rahul mahajan???
kya kahoon?...
Its a riot of emotions these days- suddenly things which have been great mysteries for me are unfolding …. Making their presence felt …..
pata nahin, it feels that as if the whole universe is upto something.....bent upon proving a point with me....perhaps
pata nahin, it feels that as if the whole universe is upto something.....bent upon proving a point with me....perhaps
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