Men - Women

2009-07-25T01:25:00.000-07:00

Men dress to impress women and women dress to impress Women.

Nathuram Godse

2009-07-25T01:20:00.000-07:00

Some words are worth a thought.

He lived for his principles and i was ready to die for mine.
No one is bigger than the nation and Gandhi thinks otherwise.
If we dont turn this page today all the other pages of indian history will be unwritten.
An assasination is never as easy as murder.

Stock Market

2009-06-10T08:43:00.000-07:00

One can make a lot of mistakes in the stock market and yet not learn from them.

An incident of the dog in the night time

2009-06-06T08:08:00.000-07:00

My wife has more love for dogs than she has for me. She has her reasons for the dog being so special to her as it was the only thing left behind by her father. The dog reminded her of her father and I wonder what an ideal reminder that is.
You have to believe because it is true and I believe because I have to spend my weekend searching for a runaway dog. It was last Sunday night the dog was barking like it had seen a ghost and my wife ordered me to take it for a walk so that she could watch her daily soap. I took the dog out for a walk in the empty alley, it was humid, with an occasional breeze, a dark sky without stars and the dog was checking and marking without missing a pole all over the road. I thought of having a smoke and went into the nearby retail outlet the dog had to stay out, as shopkeepers don’t have the same level of compassion for dogs like my wife does. The dog was busy searching for something in the hedges and suddenly it reminded me of analysts in my office. They too search for something much like these dogs and never find anything. I didn’t tie it thinking it will be occupied until I return.

I had just shelled out the change when bang came a sound like a fracture running in the roof, that was the first thunder of the monsoon and it was huge, a hint at the watery days ahead. I came out to find the dog not there, I called for it and it was nowhere to be seen, the thunder had scared it.

I went in search of the dog but for my grand luck it started pouring like mad. In this region when it starts to pour one doesn’t need a sprinkler but just has to go to the balcony. Then I retreated thinking it would have gone home but it had not and I was scared to see the combination of shock and anger in my wife’s face. Otherwise too it is not a face you would like to see before going to bed and she didn’t let me sleep the whole night even though I begged that I had to go to office the next day.
I had to compensate for the night’s sleep in the office. Much like the way other corporates function, in my office too it is necessary to just warm the seat for eight hours like a security guard. My boss declined to grant a leave to search for the dog and let me tell you to get things done in my office one should not be just a liar but be a fucking good liar. The week passed with rainy days in office, nights at home listening to my wife’s repeat telecast and in anticipation of the dog's return. I wondered how much it was pissed off with my wife’s pampering that it didn’t think of returning. Weekdays I work with dogs and weekends I search for dogs, this is what my life is at present. But let me tell you, I kinda liked it at home without the dog.

Today morning she woke me up and sent out to search for the dog without breakfast, according to her logic early morning there is a better chance of finding it as people go walking. I thought I will lodge a missing complaint at the police station but declined as they don’t even make an effort to find missing people. I walked all the lanes in search of the dog mostly near hotels, and restaurants because it is the place where all those who runaway from their houses end up.

I even searched in the park, the playground and the market but I couldn’t find our dog in spite of peeping into others gates. I had seen almost all the dogs of our locality some thin, some short, and some as big as calf, which could devour a child, some funny and some dirty. All the dogs at first looked like our dog but it always happens when you are searching for something. Then a thought struck me and I dreaded it the most, to search for the dog in the slum behind our apartment. But I thought I would do it after having a bite to stop the music in my belly. I walked to the nearby restaurant; a policeman was sitting at the entrance as a couple of days before someone had thrown a stone at the glass façade. I had a sandwich and understood why someone threw a stone at the restaurant.

I walked around the apartment compound wall and down the slope, I couldn’t believe my eyes that there was such a big slum as the rising of new buildings had blinded the view. I cloud just see brown and black tin roofs everywhere with narrow gullies running like arteries all over with the huge pile of garbage dump in the background like an outline of a hill. It was a long time since I had come this way, as I was engrossed in copy pasting (that is my job, I bet in India fingers are more important than brains) for the past five years. It seemed like the whole surrounding had transformed over the years but only this patch of earth was untouched by the magic of time and change.

As I walked down the steep slope I was greeted with a strong smell of a concoction of moist hay and chicken shit. These slum dwellers have small chicken farms attached to their houses due to which a few snakes had strayed into our apartment compound through the drainage. There were ponds of black water everywhere in front of houses not more than four feet high supported by mud walls or tin sheets with wooden poles protruding to support the tin roofs. One had to bend and enter and just sit or sleep inside. Utensils lay outside the houses and a few were washing clothes in front of the houses. Two kids were relieving themselves in stagnated gutters in front of the houses and a few children wearing torn and soiled branded clothes playing with empty soft drink cans and broken badminton rackets with a few dogs still sleeping blissfully in the early morning sun. I felt ashamed at the difference in the way people live.

I wondered how could people live in such dirty places. I too forward mails to friends which talk about helping poor and donating, but today I realise that it isn’t sufficient to bring a change. I walked and walked in the narrow lanes and it was almost an hour since searching, one gully leading to the other. I made sure I didn’t wet my shoes in the dark water and hopped on dry islands and made sure I didn’t miss any dog that came in my sight and not a single dog that looked anywhere similar to our dog. These dogs too were famished and quite contrary to our lethargic dog, which was fat like a bloated pig. It wouldn’t raise its ass even if someone broke into the house and would slouch in a corner like a beanbag. And I believe someone would have stolen it, as it is quite costly and rich looking dog. Dogs now days are a symbol of status.

Just before a corner I could hear someone quarrelling, I took a turn round the corner and at a distance I could see our dog standing and looking amused at the fight between two men on either side of the lane supported by their respective wives from behind. I didn’t know why they were quarrelling but I knew for sure it was the women who would have started it as always. Quarrels are quite common here perhaps because they have so little that they have to fight for it. I was ecstatic that at last I could find the dog and put an end to my ordeal of walking in the slush and stink. I was scared to go there, as I don’t like quarrels because I don’t know how to react and I am too conscious of making a fool out of myself.

I didn’t want to miss the dog again but I didn’t want to go in the middle of the fight either. I went to the restaurant where I had breakfast and asked the help of the policeman sitting at the entrance and as always just like a policeman he was reluctant to listen. I told him the story and he said that he had better work to do.
I had seen him dozing off from the past couple of days while going to office with his ass glued to the seat.

Then I invited him to have lunch and he said the restaurant provided it free of cost everyday. Then I took out my purse and he almost went into it peeping in. I handed him a hundred bucks and looking at my purse he got up and pocketed the currency. He asked me the details and he had a nice time listening to my ordeal and stopped at a distance from the house. I asked him to come but he said you go ahead I will come later, just like every policeman does. He asserted don’t worry you go ahead I will be there if there is any problem. The quarrelling people were not to be seen nor was the dog. I walked reluctantly and looked back at the policeman who was heading towards a petty shop at the corner and gestured me to go ahead.

I went near the shack where the dog was and bending a little I peeped into the shack through the partially ajar tin door. It was pitch dark inside with pencil like sunrays passing through the holes in the tin roof with a strong smell of chicken shit and I could just make out the dog lying next to a man resting against a wooden pole. The man didn’t move an inch even after seeing me and I called for the dog and it turned and looked at me but just turned away. He asked who was it and I said, “I live in the apartment close by”.
What do you want? He asked immediately. I said, I lost my dog a week back so came in search of it.
Come in, mind your head my house is not as big as your apartments.
Stooping I entered and found it quite a challenge to do with my belly making its presence felt like it does at critical times. He told me to sit and I was already finding a place to sit as it was arduous to stoop so much and I sat on an empty paint bucket by turning it upside down. I could make out he had a long beard and very dirty clothes on.

Is this your dog he asked and I said, “Yes, looks like”
“it should be yours otherwise the dog would have barked, you can take it”, he said. That was a relief to hear for all the bullshit I had anticipated and planned. I said, “yes” and was waiting to get away from the stink as it was doing something in my stomach.

“A few days before it came to my house”, he said. The dog walked towards me dragging the chain on the ground and sat next to me as I moved my hands on its head, it bent its head like a spring.
“One morning I found it lying beside me after the heavy downpour and since then it has been eating what ever remaining food I give it and has been a big help as it has guarded chicken farm from chicken thieves. From the time it has come the count of the chicken in the farm has remained 17. It has nice and smooth body and a big mouth.”

“Yes we call it blacky and it takes quite a lot of money to keep it tidy.
“The dog is quite used to you”, I said.
“I am used to it”, He replied with a chuckle.
“Can I take it” I said. He said sure.

I got up stooping and came out of the shack and breathed some better air. I called for the dog. It got up and walked towards the old man. I called it again but it went towards the old man. He said, “go as he heard its squeaky sound approach him and he tried to hold by moving his hand front of him but missed it as it stood beside him. Then he moved his stretched arm around and held the dog and it started licking his face making some sounds.
He pushed it and it stood its ground licking him. I waited for some time and then I said “sorry to disturb you, I think it is not my dog”. He just looked straight with his ears towards my direction.

“I mistook it for my dog and now I remember the color of my dog’s tail is white, sorry, bye.” I said.

As I left in the other way to avoid the policeman, I heard him say, “Must be a blind fellow like me this dog doesn’t have a tail”.

He stood beside me......

2008-10-03T04:41:00.002-07:00

Shadows abandon and leave my side in the dark,
But loyal is he, always beside me where ever I lurk.

He stood beside me when I first stepped into the water to learn
He stood beside me when I lay sick and cried in pain
He stood beside me when I lost love and was gone
He stood beside me to give hope when I had none

Made me realize the value of time and the worth of me,
To Achieve and leave a mark for the world to see.

None realized who he was and what form till the last breath
Impartial and omnipresent like God, yet the Ignorant call him “Death”.

Perception about Sex

2008-10-01T00:13:00.000-07:00

Sex is like a cricket match
Men perceive it as a one day match
Women as a test match

Tiny droplets of rain

2008-09-09T02:51:00.000-07:00

I love the tiny droplets of rain
Scattered everywhere but never in vain
It shined like a star and danced in flair
At edge of a leaf it hung not to loosen its hold
In its tiny form it captured the world
With love and sacrifice it dropped on earth
To quench the thirst of parched land in dearth
In its time, it made a heart young and gay
Despair of a lovelorn Heart, it kept at bay

Abandon

2008-09-07T06:57:00.000-07:00

Why for the world and people you fear
People for us are no way near.

Free and unchained we glide in the blue sky
Leaving people behind with their way

People do speak, for which we don't care
People speak about what we do
Which we do without fear

Waves of love

2008-09-07T06:50:00.000-07:00

Love is an ocean with ebbs and flows
Much like mine with excited waves
You could sail in my wave waiting at the shore
hesitated for a moment more,
My love and the wave
never could you have.

Common man and God

2008-09-05T05:48:00.000-07:00

God made diamonds shine; he placed it in blocks of stone.
He made gold and buried it deep in earth
To toil and sweat to find its worth

God made pearls he placed it deep sea
To toil and swim to find its fee

God made rice he spread it wise
He made water flow and let it go
He made air to be everywhere

He placed luxury far away for men to toil and satiate their greed for no real worth
He handed out amenities to common man and beast in good faith

Rain Drops

2008-09-05T05:46:00.001-07:00

Beautiful thoughts vast and so high...
the mind as serene as the blue sky....
at the marriage of pen and paper, the clouds break to scatter hope
lands on earth to become the rain drop

.....It reminds me of you

2008-09-05T05:43:00.000-07:00

When the clouds had a silver lining so bright…..I felt happy
When the cool wind kissed like a baby ……… I felt happy
When the flowers spurt fragrance like an ecstatic lover…… I felt happy

I felt happy….. I felt happy……. because they all reminded me of you.

Smile......

2008-09-05T04:54:00.000-07:00

A Smile,
Like the morning sun kissed flowers
Inundated with glee
A Smile,
On the tender rosebud lips
Rest for a thousand years longing to be
A Smile,
Like a small hand which led to a world of wishes
A hand so small made for the capture of kisses
A Smile
To walk miles together, lost and leave no trace
Much love, like a baby longing a mother’s embrace

A Smile,
Like the drizzle that enchanted the butterflies
Dancing on leaves a droplet like pearls
A Smile,
Elegant like the bluebells swayed
Insane a thousand hearts it made
A Smile,
Made the heart skip a beat and in love, cry aloud
Quick it vanishes into thin air like a passing cloud.