Kadwaahat .... sharm ....

..... bitterness......shame . These are the words that come to my mind whenever I see or hear something as shameful as I saw today on the NDTV News. What is happening to the indians and India. where is that india gone where people used to worship women, respect them. Where is the humility, humbleness, that used to define indians. When did we become so aggressive that we started attacking our own women in public.
I know that this issue can be argued from many a different angles. But nothing justifies what has just happened in Mangalore. It is shameful. Such organisations which support such idiologies should be shut down. And the men involved must face severe repercussions.
Are such acts of violence going to help develop India? instead it is going to take it back centuries . Are we trying to be impressed by our neighbours who force their women to be the minimalistic part of the society.

What were those eunuch thinking that by beating the women away from the pub they are doing some acts of great valour. That to in the name of God and culture. Such people should be publicly castrated.

Oh I am so ashamed. Now people can't live the way they want to live in the greatest democracy of the world.

शरम अाती है मुझे ।

Slumdog

Yup its time for the movie.
I found myself with a day off yet again. Off course no complaints on that front. :)I need it. Not just one, many. Used it to the fullest. Woke up at 11 O'clock to my own surprise. I must say that I did accomplice a lot more today than i did in last few weeks. I booked the appointment at the passport office, I reserved the self storage and I booked my driving test again. Yes, driving test, because I failed my last one. what can I do, shit happens, it happens.

After doing all this I was in a mood of self recreation, so as always decided to go for the movie, of which I had heard a lot from everyone and every where. At work, on television and even on the internet. But the reason for my curiosity for this movie was the criticism it received in India. Yes, i read that it was criticised by leading Indian actors Including my favorite Mr. Bachchan that the movie shows india as an underdeveloped and poor country. It was apparently said that the movie does not show India in a good light. So reading all this aroused my curiosity more than just my desire to watch a movie.

I watched the movie. And I loved it. It is a brilliant movie. It does not show India in a bad light, infact it shows india as it is. There is even a dialogue in the movie where the guy gets beaten by the american tourists' driver for allegedly helping the thieves, and his reply is "you wanted to see real India, this is real India".

And I agree with that.

People who say that one should not show what they showed in this movie, should get out of their air conditioned houses and see the reality. the locations are all real, not sets. That slum does exists.

Off-course there are scenes which are a bit over the top, but hey, then its a movie.

Does it deserve Oscar? I cant say that because I have seen many indian movies which were as good as slumdog... or better. So here I must say that the Oscar committee is definitely biased towards the selection of the films nomination. Because if Slumdog can be nominated for oscars, then I think "Satya" deserved it too.

Sapno se bhare naina ........

........ Ko neend hai na chaina ( Eyes full of Dreams are Sleepless and Restless). Thats how I feel these days. Restless and sleepless. As the day comes near, I get more and more nervous and restless. May be because I dont know where is my destination. All I have is dreams of what I want to do, what I want to be and what I am. And each and every thing is different from the other.

Gol mol ye Duniya, Main to rai gaya yaha chakra ke; 

Aasman se gira magar, atka khajoor pe aake .... 

Mujhe ghar jana hai ..... 

mujhe ghar jana hai.....

MUJHE GHAR JANA HAI. 

Acknowledgement

Everyone in this world has a desire, and most of us have the desire to be something or someone in life. Everyone strives to achieve a height, a target, a goal. Some chase an achievable target whereas some just chase an illusion. But in either case,  how do you know that you are moving in the right direction. 

I have never strived to be on the top, to be someone. Yes I have desires, I have dreams. But more than my desire to achieve those targets, there is something else that keeps me going. Which stops me from doing things that I shouldn't do. 

Its my desire to be a better human being, a better person in life. 

I would  rather be the most unsuccessful person on the planet than being a selfish, self-appreciating a&$£h@le, who tramp upon others and crush them under their feet to get their targets achieved. They do it because it seems to be the only way to reach where they want to be.  And thats the reason I am not there.

Some times I get a bit depressed, thinking that why am I what I am. And it is in such times the ACKNOWLEDGEMENT of what I am, by others, lifts my spirit. To remind me that it is not a bad thing to be what I am. I don't have to be the best. I am good as i am.

I am writing down the lines from a farewell note that one of my colleagues recently wrote for  me as a parting note. It goes like:

"Dear Abhi,

Thank you for sharing your quirky sense of humor , Indian music and desire for Niceness despite all the pressure & stress. Wish you all the best."

Its this kind of notes, an unexpected reminder of that people do acknowledge what you do, even when chose not to say anything about it. 

"Desire for Niceness" exactly, that is my desire. To be a good person, a nice person .... whom when people remember, they remember as a person they love, and not the person they fear or despise. 

Time ...........

Last I was here just after..... no actually on Christmas, when I was enjoying new feelings and experiences in Austria. First time with a family who celebrates the Christmas in its true nature, first time in the snow in its natural surroundings, on the mountains. First time trying to learn Skiing and sledging. At the time when I was doing all these things there were millions or may be trillions of feelings and emotions were going through me. But by the time I was next to my computer, I would either forget, or I don't want to write anymore, or I don't have time to write for some reason. And so on and so forth. 

I have been longing to write but but the thoughts never converted into words recently, whenever I wanted them to. 

And now I am already in Year Two Thousand Nine. Its the second day of the year. 

So my Best Wishes to all the readers.

 in the years gone past, i past grown up and I have grown down, I have converted from sensible to silly and vice-versa. I have made choices, right and WRONG. None that I regret.

Today after so long I am again not worried about tomorrow and thats why i am writing.

I have alot to do and alot to think. A lot of "to-do" lists to make in a specific time. 

TIME ..... Yes its time that does not stop so I can take a bit of rest and think for a bit. 

Time, I need to stop time ... its running fast.