Be grateful to exist

There are times when one should feel greatful to just exist, to be alive, to breathe, to live in a different era, to know that present is different from the past, to realize that these times are more merrier, to have access to information, to understand and accept the reality, to lead a life with basic rights in place, to not witness atrocities, to realize that common sense has taken precedence over insanity in this world.

There are times when words don't really do justice in expressing certain thoughts. Very rarely does a movie leaves an impression deep and powerful in peoples' minds for some meaningful amount of time. A different magnitude of feelings take over the usual self. The feeling of discomfort, righteousness, pity mixed with sorrow, grit, anger, sadness.

Schindler's List. A gem of a movie. Salute to the team who made this movie. Should have watched it many years ago. But the unintentional delay was really worth. Probably bcoz I watched it in a place which is more relevant. Probably.

Raging fire of discontent

Anger, frustration, disappointment. Suck it up!

Fame, satisfaction, relief. Cannot elude me any more

Plan. Yes, I have
When. An year
How. By working my ass off
Serious. I can’t be fooling myself, can I?
Why now. To undo 27 years of shame
Holy crap. Go kid yourself
Fire will be doused after a while. Not if you have kerosene with you
Art work, show biz, marketing, innovation or just some luck. How does it matter.
Any influence of alcohol while you talk all this. Absolutely not

Well then, good luck is all that I can say. Don’t need Luck, thanks anyways.

I just figured it out

What if you find out you have leukemia and death is closing in? What if the 2012 hoopla is true? What if you realize you have wasted your life obeying your parents and not listening to yourself?

What if you know you are not enjoying what you are doing, yet forced to enjoy? What if you find out all that you have been doing these years is just submitting yourself against your own will?

What if you find out you have friends, lots of them, yet you are all alone, you are all by yourself?

What if you realize time is a bitch? It is something that keeps changing all the time. Nothing, nothing around you is going to be what it is today, tomorrow. What if you realize things which are keeping you happy now may not keep you happy tomorrow?

Whatever is the shape of tomorrow, what is known for certain is that the present has got a shape and it's beautiful. Appreciate the present and beauty will only get better with time. There is no way tomorrow will turn out to be a damp squib from the state it is in today. I am doing just that - relaxing on the terrace at 2 AM, piercing the cool breeze, listening to some random slow Hindi songs, sharing a cigarette with Ash and blogging my way to sanity. I am just appreciating the present.

Life is a long journey. It tends to get boring sometimes. There are some occasions when you don't really mind this boredom. You discover there's something about being a lazy bum, being a philosopher, being a rebel, being a loser, being just yourself. All we need to do is just figure out what that something is.

Long term plan? – What the heck

Today one of my friends asked me over a chat casually about my long term plans. My response was as one would expect: ‘Haven’t thought about it’.

I wonder if that qualifies to be a question at all. I heard people talking about having a clear long term plan in place in order to go in the right direction in life. Heard people talking about having a vision in life, having a clear mind, being stable in life, taking calculated risks in life, making a niche for yourself, earning respect and status in the society, keeping your parents happy and what not.

I have a question. Do we really need to be that ‘clear-minded’, ‘nice’ and ‘good’?

I have got no long term plans. Forget about long term, not even short term plans. I don’t plan. ‘Plan’ is a meaningless, made-up, self-satisfying word which has got significance only in a virtual world. No wonder it’s often used by the so-called managers. I even heard people talking about pre-plan. What the hell is this anyway? Plan before you plan? Give me a break.

Live in the present. Live real. Do what you want. Give a shit about what is to be done. Do what makes you happy. Don’t think. Thinking leads to complications. Complications are annoying.

Life is simple and it's ought to be lived that way.

Gasping for air

It’s all about money. It’s all about pride. It’s all about show-off. It’s all about everything except ‘following your heart’. Why do people pretend? Why do people fake? Why do people brag? Why? Why? Why?

Society, People, Conventions – Fuck them all.

I am sick of the set up, sick of things around me, sick of the routine, sick of life. I have felt like this many times before but never for so long as this time. All that I want to do is look at the person and give a sarcastic smile and say ‘Go Fuck Yourself’ but since I live in this wonderful meaningless brainless set up called society, I just give a smile (fake one that is).

I am choked. I need some air.

I am Amused

This world is full of people who never seem to miss a chance to amuse me.

While I am writing this post, I am travelling by train to my home town (a much needed break).

Right from the person (who has a headphone and not using it) whose answer when asked politely “Can I use your headphone please?” is surprisingly, a straight “No” (with no hesitation what so ever) to the person (a serious looking aged government employee) who is giving me “Oh – one of those another IT guys” looks to the person who is enquiring my pay package, my marital status and parental income to the person who is making valiant efforts to talk in an accented English (which by the way is irritatingly annoying) to the person who is sharing stories of his past emotional linkages (or should I say romantic illusions) to the person who is sleeping and shouting (It would be unfair to call such high volume synchronization ‘snoring’) like a Godzilla to the person who is talking on phone so loud as if he is on a mission to cause some serious damage to the network signal receiver system to the person (dressed in white) who is singing praises of Sai Baba; everyone,  every single person so far, in this remarkable train journey, seems to be doing their bit to amuse me, entertain me.

Why and how do I convey to this world that I don’t need any entertainment, I don’t need any amusement. It makes my belief even stronger that I don’t belong to this world.  I don’t get angry at anything anymore.  I have reached a stage of such discontent where anger has alienated itself from my emotions. I demand peace. When will the time come when common sense takes precedence over stupidity in this world?

I hate...

Can you hate somebody without even talking to that person? forget about talking, whom you have not even seen in person, just heard them talking.


Of course you can. When I can hate so many people, Why can't you? 
I hate many, but the three persons whom I hate the most in life are:


Fardeen Khan - Pathetically disastrous actor. The worst actor ever. I hate him.


Rakhi Sawant - Uniquely cheap and uncivilized. Can't forget those 'I love Jejus', 'It's hurts' liners of hers. I hate her.


Ghanta Singh (94.3 FM) - Very very annoying, irritating and silly. Ghanta Singh is not funny. I hate him.