The confession of a somnolent.

After getting bored with Facebook and twitter,I see GOogle recognises twitter and not facebook.My fault,it does with a capital 'f'.
Yeah,I have come to know an important trait in my personality,i.e.,Laziness.I feel proud to reveal this sorry statement that i am somnolent.Or,i have grown this way since last week after I decided to enjoy life alone with a TV,Internet and some friends.The schedule was a success.But it failed miserably and gave me mental stress which allowed me to dream the dreams which i never thought I will ever dream off.Dreams start looking complicated when you start thinking in the dream,"What is the purpose of me in this dream"?The whole series of Matrix seemed to rotate with the speed of light in front of my eyes giving the message to the sycophant brain,"This dream is a dream and it never existed...Never existed."And I land into reality,on my bed with TV ON,windows shut,doors closed and High Speed Internet Connected.This was any teenage dream and I was living this dream.Thanks to my job.   
 Time for confessions
1:   Television side effects                                                                                                  You start watching Chunki Pandey and your heart starts appreciating the moves of Rakhi Sawant.The boring channels starts geting high TRP's from your side and the 2D television of yours begins to give you 3D effects with Dolby Digital Sound effect.The gloominess of the surrounding which has invaded the brain soon starts to govern the thoughts and their projection on the dreams.I too started showing symptoms which began clear to my brother when i started following Big Boss on facebook and began downloading its episodes . Nevertheless,it was a relief to my brother when i found that the entire season was not even available on internet.But I added to his horror when I started uploading Big Boss episodes on the internet.But,to my horror,it never got a peer till date.

2: Internet usage and data spent
Though I succeeded in uploading the entire season of Big Boss but my insight to the use of internet was completely different.I assure you , I did'nt download a single nibble of porn content.But I did watched a lot Justice League cartoon on you tube. Infact ,I watched all sort of cartoon and followed Comic Addicts community on facebook to which i added some serious stuffs.Even some cartoons from Pogo TV became my favourite.Though my brother turned mad all the time at me but I think he understood my condition.I spent most of the time cherishing the reality which my sub conscious mind created round me.I became a member of the justice league with Amazon woman as my fighting partner.But ,in that dimension,I missed my Ben 10,000 watch.After spending most of my real as well as virtual time in other dimension ,well other than with having cartesian,spherical and cylindrical contents,I also used my high speed internet to try fruitless attempts to hack my friend's email-id by employing all kinds of tips and tricks available on the internet.Well, I suppose I learned a little bit of virus programming. :)  Not to miss the fact,that I remained online on facebook,gtalk/google +,orkut,twitter and yahoo messenger all the time whether I was conscious,sub-conscious or unconscious.I lived my moment  but nobody dared chatting me the second time.So,I made a lot of friends.Making new friends-my new hobby and I did nt belive when I was reading the article written by me,"tips and tricks for making new friends in Less than 1 minute".
3: Food habits 
 I will only say that I behaved like a zombie feeding only on chicken and fishes with no or less than no green vegetables.Please don't ask who brought chickens and fishes.Chickens flew to me through my window and fishes came through water pipes and i usually found them enjoying swimming in the water basin and basking in the light of the tube-light.I successfully added a couple of kilos to my weight.

4:Something happened...
Well,something happened...
I starting talking to her.She and I shared the same classroom,9 hours a day for a long 12 years along with 60 odd boys and girls but sadly,I must admit we started talking and sharing our stories which happened years ago or which was happening or which was going to happen years ahead from then like best friends after 20 years ,somewhere near my 24th birthday.She was first to wish,first to spread a million dollar smile on my face where my facial expression parameters  can be said as non-linear,time variant.

*The nature's call was attended on a regular basis but bathing was temporary necessity during the somnolent period.
#To be continued
@In the next post-"A new addition to Zero:An old friend"  

The Mountain of Lie ,,,ha ha ha

I thought of terming it as Hill of Lie,but the world ,the nasty world likes mountain but not hill,ocean but not sea.

The day was moon-lit with sun setting giving an insight to Nature's understanding of combination of primary and secondary colors.The evening was awesome and this gave me an insight that the night was going to be dark and weary.I was walking in the middle of nowhere with one thousand eight hundred and fifty stars staring at me without blinking their eyes even for a second.May be,the weather was too clear and the clouds stayed away leaving the sky barren,I thought.I kept walking with a leather bag containing some Horror books with romance mix with a small  erotica percentage.I loved horror till that day until i met a witch.

A witch who resided in big towers with no clock but a giant bell which rang not every hour but at every merciless kill which the witch did to feed her nine stomachs.The witch with her long white hair would strangled her victim and then suck his blood of the body.It gave her power to remain a witch,but she aged just like a normal woman.In our times,I mean when we where young we fell in love and our love brought on Earth,the first original demon,the cruel,merciless,two-long teethed,Dracula. 

                           Yes,Dracula was born to us.He was born on our first date after we had our first sexual encounter.

[to be continued ,,,plz write if  you like it...]

Individual Imagination and Corruption?

 My first article for Vivid Magazine titled:Individual Imagination and corruption...Very much grateful to Vivid team for My first post for Vivid 

                    Imagination turned into hallucination with fear in mind for it turning into reality sometime /aftertime. Aftertime...It can be afterlife.Dreams,sadly cannot be termed as imagination but as matter of observation ,both can be realized with open eyes and closed eyes.Dreams are superficial and highly volatile but at times they proves as the oars guiding destiny of an individual or many individuals.Crowd,a group of many individuals with individual passion and dreams ,yet ironically,we always do a statistical analysis or a mass observation by taking individuals as a crowd.Their imagination is lost in the sea of oblivion where the many dreams make a crowd and imagination its boundary.The mind becomes a sycophant or servile flatterer of the heart imagining that sometime,someday their dreams will come true and dreams will get turned into reality.A fact so strong in the sub consciousness that it always becomes the driving force of a man's success.The reality is always mocked but the dreams are hated because for it lacks an instant reality-converter characteristics.It checks the strength of imagination as well as the bootlicker mind who always seeks permission of the heart for every executions of our actions.Most of us cannot surpass the will of the heart and are lost in the web of our dreams which indeed is woven with the sheer help of our imagination.Nevertheless,successful individual are entirely opposite but the crowd is never taken as a successful entity.Sometimes crowd is massive but once the individuals of the crowd starts proving their own imagination,it becomes like a misguided kite in a calm weather.Let us take a practical example:Movement against corruption-We are a crowd with a common goal -To curb corruption,To bring back Black money,etc etc .But do we stick to it as an individual.A straight answer ,"No".You will say,"We strike to change this mentality".
Being frank in a realistic way,an individual is easy to govern and mange but a crowd with infinite imagination and dreams with a boot licking mind and an emotional heart,Can this be achieve in today's scenario of globalization and cut throat competition which starts right from our birth where our father fights to get a doctor and a nurse plus a ward for me to come out.A child fight for marks to get a job,he fight for his love otherwise he may get arranged by sheer imagination and dreams of his family.Indeed,he fights till he reaches heaven or hell.Who knows,he have to fight to get a rebirth or salvation.Gita says about karma.Go on doing your karma and you will get results,but at the cost of corruption/humiliation/dissatisfaction.It tells us to fight.Fight,as an individual taking others towards a common goal .We can certainly do this.We did.We will do it again.It is a basic instinct by definition.Fight till death till someone grow and fight your fight.The circle goes on and on.The perspective of the discussion may have a degree of psychological inclination but it tries to strike right into the hearts of the common whose wisdom lies in fighting back with dignity and if he fails it is never late for him to make an obtuse angle for evils like corruption and truthfulness and faithfulness finds a very acute place.Still nothing changes instantly but the change is felt in the long run.May be the fight today is towards political corruption but the loophole lies in our own development.We make the system corrupt and the system punishes us.Its never late to let our imagination and dreams combined together with a bold mind and led with a strong will and take a plunge into the sea which is not blue but black .A great teacher said,"The Homo Sapiens community must be divided into four groups namely A,B,AB and O with respective biological classification.I felt ,if not now but when their would be scarcity of water,food and shelter and when money would have lost its significance,then the entire human race would be distributed as above.May be it is a sort of prediction but what made him think of biological division of a crowd a mandatory one and above caste division of today.May be he was irked by the callousness of social evils or may be was highlighted in the society by his caste or may be his blood group was a rare one.
Be whatever the point,i hold the view of him being felt dissatisfied of his past,present and future generation.His imaginations and dreams never caught hold of each other and might have been mutilated and moulded by the circumstances of which he never had any control of it.This is seen everywhere.People make various observations and make inferences and take it as a benchmark for their experience with have a denying attitude for accepting the new generation thoughts and passion.This picture is a common show in the corporate sector.And still young follows the old with a background dream of thinking that when old perish they will be the hero of the story titled,Old vs New.This goes on and on.The old fights for the new and the new fights for themselves and their successor.The fight goes on and on.

Love Desires victimised ....

Where do you work,beta?How much do you earn?Is it in rupees or dollars?Is it a public firm?You have a company quarter?You can cook.right? Bla!Bla!Bla!A sea of questions as if giving an interview of a  lifetime.Isn't it irking or is it a process through which every man and woman has to go through.Well,after watching Dostana and hearing many news related to homosexuality,i thought their may be some exceptions.Exceptions is a necessary ingredient in every subject in discussion.                                             

Love is a natural disaster which brings along sweet catastrophe and fun follows. and marriage with funny techniques is a funny way to show the world,the unity of two souls till eternity.

Love         respect             admire       faith          belief 

are a  few  masalas for any relationship to grow and flourish. Starting  from friendship to some serious relationship like   marriage gives shapes to an individual's life. His status and stature is determined by his behaviour and the faithfulness with which he serves his society.Altogether we are body with brain and beauty bounded in social chains ,and if break this shackles of limitedness , then we are ought to be called as an anomie.Nonetheless,disregarding society and its divine rules brings disrepect to an individual and his family.

Let us take a burning example : Marriage.  In India, matchmaking for marriage has a long and established history. In older days, family purohits or pandits used to suggest suitable match for the children. They used to meet parents, relatives and bride and groom to make sure that the match is a suitable one. On top of it, astrological compatibility was given a main preference. If the kundlis match, then only marriage used to take place.The role of beautician and milkman bringing suggestions about prospective brides and grooms to the interested families was equally important.Well,nothing has changed much.Today such marriage bureau not only exist outside the family boundaries but also inside in the form of brothers,sisters,etc.Let us not also forget about the precious matrimonial sites doing the job a lot easier.This kind of marriage taken through a zillion  discussions,asking the god and the world for a perfect match,arranging meetings ;without taking into account the emotions of the bride or the groom ;meeting it as a personal responsibilty and sometimes as a burden does no personal good.It is a man-constructed foundation for supporting two souls to make them fall in love.And,see the human psychology ,most of us do fall in love after marriage.May be it was arranged but it becomes love after all.This is the beauty of  the extent of human adaptation for which the society must thank.Sadly many couple do not fall in love after marriage.Their marriage becomes just a set of rules.

What is LOVE...  Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.  Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
                                                                             Corinthians 13:4-8
Love is blind.And because of the complex and abstract nature of love,discourse on love is commonly reduced to a thought terminating cliche.Lifton has rightly said,
"The language of the totalist environment is characterized by the thought-terminating cliché. The most far-reaching and complex of human problems are compressed into brief, highly reductive, definitive-sounding phrases, easily memorized and easily expressed. These become the start and finish of any ideological analysis.".
                                           Love happens and when it happens it never stops to ask the consent of family or society.The power of love brings hope,belief,strength and respect. Heart says,If Love happens ,Make it happen ,Break all barriers, Live live and feel Love.

 Just a side 

To an anguished street

Criticised

For what we believe

If we hide 

May be we can make it through this

Is it fair 

To be burned away/

Is it fair

That we live this way?

Victimised

For a life we did'nt ask for

                                                                                                                             TATU
                                                                                                 (not written for contest)

When i woke up one day ?

One day he woke up warm and tired.He was sleeping late,just returned from the ugly night shift.May be he has lost track of the time.He looked out of the little window of his.It was dark outside.His mind was also lost in the darkness.
Half asleep,Half awake,he dialed his mother,"I want to talk to Dad and he his is not picking up".
"May be he must be in the office,call the other number,beta",the voice was heavy.
"What happened,beta?",she asked.
"Ma,I haven't talked to him since a  long time.I want to give him the good news that his son has got a promotion.He is now senior engineer"He said without taking a breath.
The breath was growing heavier on the other side.Suddenly,a death silence covered the the whole room.
The son realized.
His father had passed away one year ago.
                                           
A true incident.I really miss him.
                         

A play of IQ,EQ & SQ

-Plato
The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter.
-Winston Churchill

What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans, and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or the holy name of liberty or democracy?
-Mahatma Gandhi

Democracy is the process by which people choose the man who'll get the blame.
-Bertrand Russel

Much Ado about nothing.I have always believed that the emancipation and liberation of humanity is not in the so called liberation theologies but liberation of minds of human beings.But today,rampant corruption,deterioration of political culture,electoral malpractices,lowering of standard of governance has mutilated the every chance for a common man to accept the fact that  what our political leaders and constitution makers did was to spread freedom,justice,Commitment to education,Equality,Equality of Opportunity,Participation,Social Mobility,Economic Justice,Progress,Integrated diversity,compassion,economic vitality,economic security,etc.Yes,it is right to say that we cannot have an utopia and no country is free from unrest whether social,economical or spiritual.Their has always existed some flaws in the system and system of governance.No system is free from corruption.But,who is the culprit?The perfect and requiring no expertise to answer the question is ,"Its You and Me".Remember,we can also say"Him".This answer is possible because of Democracy.I am not of the view to accept any other form of government because a series of event like industrialization,independence/revolution and globalization needed the power of the nation as a whole working towards prosperity.Perhaps,another stone age can bring a change,the absence of governance.But in today's perspective we find, it needs more expertise and basic knowledge of corruption to answer,"Him".Why?Arguably democracy has been the best form of government.After all turbulent years in India ,democracy still exists in unique forms.Common man,to gain power,position,respect,etc has worked hard and have improved his intelligent quotient and  in the process has learned the importance of emotional expression for survival and adaptation.Though IQ and EQ looks at cognitive intelligence.Nevertheless,SQ on the other hand aims to encourage people to find ways of sensing channels of inspiration floating in the universe.If only a person improves his SQ then only he can sense the right or wrong of his actions and will become aware of the consequences.

Democracy as in Oxford Dictionary has been stated as Noun and defined as a system of government by the whole population or all the eligible members of a state, typically through elected representatives.But should democracy be treated as a noun.Democracy is a verb, not a noun. It’s an active condition, not merely a state of existence. A journey, and not a destination. Yet,it has been the destination of many to gain position,power and money.A person takes oath of delivering his service fairly and in a transparent manner.But what makes him corrupt then.His ambition to live a king-size life or to secure his family socially and economically.Why He denies to follow the constitutional law set by our founding political leaders and the goals set in the preamble of the constitution.Why he treats Democracy as a noun ,as an entity ?

Can this situation be resolved when the leaders who govern us are itself wrong.Will they accept their mistakes?A straight answer,"No,They won't".Then,what is the remedy to this situation.It is only possible if we come front at our own levels with available resources and fight against such evils which have restrain us from doing our duties and curbing our rights as a democratic citizen.Instead of analyzing hundred of issues concerning the welfare of the nation and accepting theories and making the situation worse by helping it to make a national issue,we should fight and make the corrupt officials realize that they lack spiritual quotient.Democracy was,is and will always in question in its theory but we should remember that is this Democracy which makes us confront a higher authority when they are wrong.So,it is the play of three quotient viz.,IQ,EQ and SQ which may help in long run to bring economic as well as political stabilisation.

The Last Tear

“Are you alright”,he asked.
I wondered in amazement,may be in fear,what to say and what to not.I decided to hide my emotions and feelings from him.Somehow i noticed he was not interested.He was  looking for something.His eyes were red with tears.
Man,he was crying.I stopped to ask whether this was of delight or really tears.He murmured something of which i was unable to figure anything.I repeated my urge.
He asked me one thing,every drop of my tears has got an story.Each tear has got an intense story from the previous fallen tear.The highly intense one was yet to come,I thought.He then asked ,’Which tear’.
I was confused.I thought of comparing my fear of separation with his desperation.I told ,”Let us wait till your last tear falls”.He agreed.He cried for hours.Then that final hour came.
He told,”My life had many ups and downs.I studied studied and studied till i saw my friends perishing away.They were dying.I saw i have grown old.I have forgotten my friends.But they remembered me.They wrote me letters.I ignored them.The last tear i shed was for all the previous tears.I am a culprit.”
I stood aghast.Such can be the sentiments.My fear of separation was gone.I have learned a lesson.Because everybody owes to be remembered.