Pebbles...

Keep worrying about the night .. And we miss the sunshine.. Keep worrying about the bouquet .. And we will miss the wild flowers.. Keep worrying about the fire .. And we will miss the snow... Keep worrying about the rains.. And we will miss the clouds... Keep worrying about the clock.. And we will miss the moment.. Life throws you its packets.. Some heavy and some light.. Some things get better with a lil bit of talk Some reek of a fight.. There are lots of things to worry about.. And Life does hand a lot on its platter.. Lots of things go bad.. But doesnt a wee little also gets better

One very conscending argument that one hears about Indians from Indians is this "but u must admit we are a very intelligent race"..And to cover up the case they will bring out examples of "making lassi using washing machine"..or everyday "smartness" that a normal Indian must get to to go through normal life (starting from smartly calculation of the bus timings to bargaining with the sandwich maker ) . And to end it all they will challenge any foreigner to go through the "complicated" Indian life if they considered themselves so "superior"... Everytime I hear this argument I feel like laughing and crying at the same time. Laughing because of the sheer hollowness of the argument and crying because of the amount of self delusion my countrymen are so proud of... I frankly dont consider ourselves to particularly smart because of the following reasons: 1. We have somehow made such a complex set of rules for ourselves(dont eat that , dont touc...

The other day I was having a heated argument with a freind of mine. Very heated ..so much heated that we didnt notice that the poor waiter at the tandoori restaurant was waiting for us to pay our bills for a good 7-9 mins. Both of us got up and walked to my car . The argument was about the essential ressistance of Indians to change..even the good ones and the lack of discipline. My freind took the line that essentially we are nice guys with a bit of rough edge...I took the line that we are basically rough guys with a glimpse of nice ness that sometimes mistakenly oozes out. The issue of argument were not only this..the argument turned towards the fact that was I patriotic enough? I mean ,my freind thought that with my constant criticism of Indians I was displaying lack of patriotism. I countered with the line that honesty is the best form of patriotism and me being honest about our short comings is more patriotic than covering it all up... The argument went on for a good two hours and...