Pebbles...

Holi has memories for everyone... But I remember a particular incident that happened eons ago ...the thing that makes this incident stand out is the "out of box" solution that one my freinds thought of... Holi in our locality was a semi community affair..Which meant that everyone had the free license to do whatever he/she wanted. Like all localities ..this was a free for all and lurking romances and unrequited advances had a ball.. I had a bum chum pal, Toni Arora, naturalised Oriya Punju(yeah that specis exists). And we were the anti-holi brigade . It was a party that owes its existance to destruction of our carefully kept comics at the hand of a "holi-vandal"(basically ..our Phantom Comics were covered with unmentionable colors thanks to indiscriminate "color-Playing"..but that story some other time).. Now since we were the only two members and had failed to solicit any other citizens ...We had to take the ocassion of holi as a kind of propaganda(kind of...

After religion mariage must be the hoax that everyone wants to believe. Each day I am convinced that marriage is a lose lose game . And I do not say it with the victory smile of a bachelor but with the wisdom of seeing closely as to how marriages are working out nowadays. People are so concerned about "working out" the marriage that they forget that marriage was designed for pleasure . If you are working at making something "just work" then whats the difference between your job and marriage..now now..please do not give me that sagely smile. I have just realised that married guys know as much about marriage as a bachelor..! I have come to this belief that somehow the institution of marriage has run out of steam and logic. There is no need for marriage and the time has come for such a losing proposition to die its own natural death. What I feel that like religion we shall soon run out of people "who believe in marriages" and then the world will be a happier ...

na ye zameen thi na aasmaan tha na chaand taaron ka hi nishaan tha magar ye sach hai ke un dino bhi tera mera pyaar yoon hi jawaan tha na ye zameen thi na aasmaan tha na chaand taaron ka hi nishaan tha magar ye sach hai ke un dino bhi tera mera pyaar yoon hi jawaan tha na ye zameen thi na aasmaan tha chale kahaan se kahaan pe aaye khumaar ban ke jahaan pe chhaaye chale kahaan se kahaan pe aaye khumaar ban ke jahaan pe chhaaye nibhaayi rasm e wafa kuchh aise muhabbaton ke chaman khilaaye na kaise aasaan hoti manzil har ek armaan naujawaan tha na ye zameen thi na aasmaan tha na chaand taaron ka hi nishaan tha magar ye sach hai ke un dino bhi tera mera pyaar yoon hi jawaan tha na ye zameen thi na aasmaan tha hum hi ne taaron ko roshni di hum hi ne phoolon ko taazgi di hum hi ne taaron ko roshni di hum hi ne phoolon ko taazgi di jidhar se guzre jahaan bhi thehre har ek zarre ko zindagi di kuchh is mein dil ki tadap thi shaamil khuda bhi kuchh hum pe meharbaan tha na ye zameen th...

Now that I have got your attention..Let me elaborate that title a bit. Thats a book by Nobel Laureate Gabriel Garcia Marquez. The title is a giveaway..Its actually about "Melancholic Whores". But the catch here is that the patron is a 90 year old man. He wants a virgin as a gift for himself on his ninetieth b'day. Somehow his pimp manages a 14 year old virgin. And he so falls in love with her sleeping figure that he never gets to wake her up or make love to her... What is amazing about reading the novel that such a crass tale of lechery is uplifting and beautiful when described in all honesty. The delicacy of the moments and the underlaying tragedy of the situation is something that cannot be done by an ordinary writer. Its only marquez who can transform a cheap porn subject into that of high art.. I guess thats wat differentiates authors. Try reading it some times without any reservations and you will realise what it means to taste world literature..

I have the mind set of an electrical engineer and I am stuck in that thinking framework thats typically electrical. I had no idea of how dogmatic my thinking is till today. What opened my eyes to that was a constant pressure pump. The pump was on the shop floor .It was not developing pressure ie around 90 kg....! it was buiding up till 45 kgs and then that was it...no increase. The technicians were on it..and I walked up to it and saw it all opened up. The plate controlling the pressure is called a swash plate..the plate is basically supposed to vary the area of inlet and outlet pressure. The crux is the fact that there is supposed to be a feedback that "tells" the swash plate to adjusts itself. And I have this idea that a feedback mechanism is supposed to be an electronic ressistor/ capacitor/inductor that is compared to a set value. The difference is proportional to the "actual" and "designed" difference. Simple. Not so. I kept on asking the technicians ...

Apart from the fact that Sister Amelia told me to be honest in one fine moral science class ...I have yet to find a concrete reason to be honest. Concrete from the point of view of morals and ethics..! Yet as I try and tell people to be honest I must try and find out the motivation for being honest.. Why should one be honest? That is an interesting question ..! Interesting because every sense in this world tells us that dishonesty pays . You can cheat and get rewards ..what are the rewards of "not cheating". Lets not get into the God bullshit...! What are actually the rewards of being honest in this world? In answer to the question ...I feel I just know my motivation. I dont know why should you be honest ,I only know why should I be honest ..and I spell them out... 1. Honesty leads to a simple and elegant answer. For example when some one forces you to drink ..you can say "today is tuesday..so i will not drink" ..or you can say.."because I dont feel like"....

At the cost of sounding noo much of a negative ...or maybe at the cost of sounding too much of a loner. I feel that at the end of the day not only me but everyone else is alone. Alone in the sense that there is a singularity for every relationship.. Which put simply means that there is a breaking point for every relationship..freindhip ,love,lust etc etc. At some point the best of these fail and we should learn to accept that the only thing left with us is ourselves . I dont argue this point with anyone because then it leads to superflous arguments and stupid cliches ("no man is an island") or even heartfelt suggestions("u shud fing a gal")....! The point of the argument is not getting over solitude ..but enjoying it. If one looks at it I am not selling this idea to anyone...its just there. If you have the courage to look at it in the face you will see it. Thre is nothing negative about it. Know the singularity of your relationships and learn to accept that even the...