Saturday, December 29, 2012

The Private Proclamation

Hello Readers,

Ever since the last post, there has been a significant amount of change in our lives. News have already changed. Lots and lots of information. Science, religion, politics, anything that shared a common wall with the Time, has changed. Some sounded louder and some were faint. Some of them had a party and some of it mourned in silence. The Time saw it, heard it, felt it and then kept moving in the endless infinitely dimension Universe, remaining passive at the back of the wall. India and Indians, experienced some best moments and some worst scenarios.

I am not going to talk much about Delhi incident. The entire Internet has been filled up, like a compendium of the ideas, frustration, protest, vulgar writings and much much more about it. The entire world saw it, felt it and has remained stuck to its routine. The news channels telecasted endlessly about the girl and her condition. Twitter and Facebook went nuts by continuous sharing of the type of punishment, people wished. Adding fuel to media's havan, our begrime politicians passed comments and stole the limelight of that victim by being dissented by the public. The entire humdrum of the incident turned into a sadistic bonfire for Sodom festival. The rallies were stoned and curbed. Candle light marches. Guys, stop there. Give your mind a break. Think. Who are you dealing with? You're dealing with one of the most corrupt and filthy generation of bastards who can rape anyone and still make it a case of consensual one or in their own "Lalu chaap" humor, sperm donation. You're dealing with a dark species of inhumane, who are literally million times cruel than Idi Amin or Vlad Tepes Dracul. Hitler has been continuously epitomized as the face of cruelty and inhumanity but I bet that the world hasn't seen Hitler's Big Brothers, yet. 

I came across this film named Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom by Pier Paolo Pasolini. I still remember this film for two things. I will go for the second thing first. After watching this film, I failed in my class test of one of my most favorite and mastered subjects. I still recall that I nearly puked while giving that exam and was so uncomfortable, that I almost decided not to attend the other day. Now, this might seem a hyperbolic reaction but I assure you that no one and absolutely no one can watch that movie for more than 15-20 minutes. Come to the first thing. I will never ever forget the horror, depicted in that movie. It isn't just the gore that makes it intolerable, the way it is so grim, so ever horrorealistic that maybe you would (at least I felt!) want to format your brain and make it sure that you never watched it. So what about it? I recalled the same movie after this Sodom festival of Delhi and the first thing came into my mind was that it was quite equivalent to few scenes of the movie. Although there is no point in discussing this thing here but I believe that the perpetrators shown in this movie are perfect mirror images of our politicians. No hyperbole here and no unrealistic comparison. In the movie, the sadist ministers, who have abducted those unlucky souls, perpetrate unbelievable and unimaginable atrocities on them. It's done one by one. And the ones who are chosen are punished and enjoyed by the others like them, who are in line. That means, the left ones rejoice (or are forced to rejoice) because it isn't their day and they are spared. The punishment dim the word gruesome, setting aside a newer definition of sadism. The leftover group isn't spared. They are made to sit in their own shit and things that might make your stomach bereft of food. But their turn is on the next day, again in couples, a girl and a boy. Again, the remaining group torture them and laugh at it. It goes painfully on and on.



Saw the similarity? I did. I hope you will find it too. Maybe the movie was in 1975 and since then everything has changed. But I found this. I found that that group of hostages are like our people and but of course, the perpetrators are our politicians. Just like them, they found fun or were unmoved by the plight of their fellow hostages. Cause they knew that it was their turn next and they couldn't do anything. We all are in the same boat. The movie shows a prostitute who sing songs erotic stories which arouses the politicians. I mirrored them as the media and people who have lost senses of their tongue and lead to horrors. They say, it arouses. Ergo, compared to the tongue torture of our PM, son of a President (sounds like S-O-B, right?) and many others. Indian people, we are being sodomized. I am not accounting this thing for the recent unspeakable Delhi horror, I am actually seeing that we are being inflicted upon at each and every phase of life. We are those unlucky Salo souls and we won't do anything because "Chalo, humare saath to aisa nahin hua! Thank God!". Rallies, candle marches, signing petitions, are you people freaking idiots? If this had to happen and awake these bastards, we would never have needed this. 

Drop the candles. Put on an empty AK-47. March now. Show that this guns are just empty at this moment but may empty your bodies if we suffer injustice. This isn't uncivil. This is perfectly civil. You're not going to use a weapon unless you're in need of self defense. Don't show your frigging candle. Don't burn those effigies and all. Cordon a police station. House arrest them. Make them do the justice and the inquiry. People, you give the deadlines for the case. You set the courts. You set the morality values. It needn't be democracy, it needs to be the "YOU"th now. If it isn't "U", it isn't "US". Think this; a female CM (Sheila Dixit), a female behind the curtains PM (Sonia Gandhi), a female Police and former Interpol (Kiran Bedi) and still their safety is at stake. Well, we people maybe intelligent but we are severely dumb to our own selves. We march and protest silently when these dogs of Hell laugh and derogatorily comment. Worst feeling and idea, which I got; maybe that girl was "kept" alive for the TV TRPs and when the politicians show that she was ruining their limelight, they started pissing from their foul mouth. They will keep cornering this case. Will increase diesel prices so that you start redefining your budget. Will make India-Pak match super exciting, so that the TRPs and the attention will be diverted. Maybe, by 2014 election, a series of bomb blasts, scams and God forbid, but a 26/11 attack might be hosted so that this Delhi case is forgotten.

But guys, do we really remember that?

MovieBank: Came across Stanley Kubrick's "A Clockwork Orange". Thought for a moment that such treatment might be helpful to set our pee-liticians straight. But the end justified that we still live in India.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

The Humanity Hogwash

Hello Readers,


I had this blog already written before a fortnight ago (as you will feel the "bump ahead") but...Come on! Do you need to ask for everything? Certain things have no reasons, which is my another way of saying, that I got a bit lazy to transfer this post from laptop to here. Anyway, the thing is the examples/incidents maybe "old" but not the topic.

The Indian Brangelina got married. The best joke I found on it was people telling to Saif’s children, “Congratulations! Aapko mummy hui hai!” Maybe that’s what they needed after their real mom, Amrita Singh, was abdicated from the position of Nawabi (I don’t think this is the correct feminine form of Nawab, but it’s okay.). At the end, the media got what they wanted, the couple already has what they wanted and I got what I never wanted. Boredom. But when the best option are Internet and a Windows 7 Ultimate running PC, then fudge the son of the badge called TV.

Navratri is being celebrated just in the way, UPA celebrates scams. Everyday, the faces are new but the story is same. Politics is much more interesting than Navratri. Here there is no garba but a fast moving DJ dandiya which actually needs no music to play. Available for free on TV, we still waste money to go for garba. God will help us again.

The other night I was at CEPT, went for a Navratri celebration with my dear friend. The purpose was of meeting and playing just for a while. Had fun because CEPT-Ahmedabad is one of the most creative institutes in entire India and to enjoy it, one either needs to be inside the college or should have huge money plus great contacts, to get in.



Next day, as usual as my routine, I was heading towards my college with my friend. On the way, we saw a terrible accident. Two people, man and woman, both were in sitting position trying to stand up, amidst the dumbfounding situation and trauma of sudden accident. A Skoda had flung them almost in the air. Just to paraphrase the accident, the car’s bonnet got a big man-size dent and the windscreen got damaged as bad as Manmohan Singh’s reputation. As usual, the crowd gathered and was trying to revive them up. We were operating under the assumption that someone had already called 108-Emergency service. At that time my friend silently uttered in my ear, “Shall we go? Late honge toh ek CL (Casual Leave) pad jayegi. Vaise bhi apne kuch nahin kar sakte yahan. Chal.

I was looking at that ghastly face of both fortyish people. One can’t imagine their condition for sure. My train of thoughts was stopped by the statements of my friend. I was so angry but was he wrong? No. Was the rule right? Yes. Were we behaving the way we should have behaved?
I saw this scene in front of my eyes. Me getting injured badly and people would just make a sympathetic hiss and leave because their job was not allowing them to attend any such “nonsense”. The company has a reputation of having many workaholic people who don’t have any other life than the one with the laptops and desktops. Files and folders. PowerPoint presentations and statistical conundrums. Their life ends at the desk and the office itself. I am not in a corporate job. But certain rules are too convoluted in each and every nook and cranny of universal job culture, that whether you’re a peon or a Picasso, you need to get in time.

I thought, what is this “time”, if it compels us to leave our loved ones in lurch? What is this “time”, which forces us to abandon a suffering person on the road unattended just because it may cost you your one dear leave? What if that leave was too important for you because one of your family members got some problems and you had to leave? What is the use of you getting salary, if you cannot buy that time? I know one cannot buy time but at least one can try to buy some sympathy by spending that money? But is anyone doing that? Not a single person.

We might be having a head, higher than cloud nine, if we’re working in a MNC. I would rather say we are behaving like an ostrich, which hides its head in soil during any calamity, so that he cannot sense danger. Great. I was so shocked that how much helpless and useless can I be, if such really important incidents, which in some cases may mean life or death, remain neglected just because of the petty leave or a day’s salary. I don’t want that and I won’t do this from now on. Any such emergency should be and would be attended.

People were discussing that what a #$%* that driver was who hit those people. I believe he was the son of parents, who couldn't spare their one day of their busy days or take a leave, when he failed his driving lessons and still got a license from a bribe bitching police man. It’s not only parents, it’s that police man too, who couldn't take a leave or rest and went berserk by giving license whoever came that fateful day. I believe. People love that bastard, who killed so many people beneath his car, number of times, and is now running some organization for “Human Being”. We aren't hypocrite. We are the damaged dipsticks.

Maybe, God will give us a leave, one day, from calling ourselves humans.

“Man is God’s most beautiful creation”

-Told by whom? A Man!

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Friday, September 21, 2012

Secularism: The Wrong Turn!

Dear Readers,

(DISCLAIMERThis post does not blame any religion or an ideology. I am not God or so to do that. This is a heat jet that was burning my soul against the practices of the selfish rogues. All the religions are great. But the people, talked in this post, propagating their wasteful ideology, are not.)

Time sure flies and surely it makes me feel the way I don't like. Sad! I can myself analyze myself as a lazy blogger. I was just thinking of writing something which I wished. This topic has always whirled into my mind but just it didn't had any thrust to come up till the blog post. Nevertheless, der aaye par durust aaye!

The political humdrum is already creating a noise of criminal intensity. Pitt congratulates India's cheap class Saifeena. At that point of time, I really felt that Pitt has no work to do now. On the other side, I also assumed that this must be a media hype. I have observed that no foreign actor ever pays heed to what Rajat Sharma and company people spread. I was wondering if India TV would come up with a news item like the Brangelina gate crashing the wedding of Saifeena. The "Coalgate" was easily side tracked by the announcement of FDI in retail and the staggering Rs. 5/liter hi-hi-hike!

But above all that, I saw a problem that has been in a total vagrancy. The world "Secular" is a fancy, modern word that almost all of us know. It is like disregarding all the religions. Basic definition of secular is: 

Secularnot overtly or specifically religious (Merriam Webster)
Secular: Of or relating to the doctrine that rejects religion and religious considerations (WordwWeb Pro)



I have a bet over here. Ask any youngster who says that he/she holds a secular view. And the most common answer is that they believe in all religions to be treated equally. I would rather term it as polytheism. But the nomenclature isn't a specific topic of interest here.

The worry is that no one understands what it is. I don't even care if you're secular or not. Just because the "cool people" say that they are secular doesn't put you in a crack to accept it without using your brain. Everyone is entitled to have their opinion. But what opinion? What do they know about secularism?

This time I felt that the people talking about secularism/polytheism are the people who lack in knowledge of all the religions that encompasses and defines their secularism. I was with this book by some Iranian Ayatollah and read a few topics. The topics on foresightedness and its virtues were almost as good as any Vedas or the shloks of Bhagvad Gita. But you know that there is a trend. To blaspheme any particular religion has become a sign of you being secular. Our shithead Central Government has always been pro-minority. Now here comes the debate. How are they secular then? If they aren't considering any religion as their fundamental identity, how come they favor the Christians and the Muslims? If they really don't care about any religion why there is a 55% reservation based on the caste and religions? Why is it like that if there is a panel of deserving advocates, who coincidentally happen to be Hindus, it is forcefully changed to an entire Muslim one, just because they can prove them secular?

Many many other questions on the list to make this blog unreadable. But this is the truth. We all know this. Why has UPA delayed the death sentence of Kasab? Just because they can get sympathy of some minorities? What is the use of that minorities, who have a soft corner towards such a son of a bitch? A bastard who attacked an entire nation's mind and soul and even profoundly the heart of a small boy to his  80-year old grandfather? If this is what the minorities need, just because that attacker belongs to their community, then I believe that we all should be ready for an internal war. Today it is a Muslim favoring a similar caste terrorist. Tomorrow, it can be a Dalits favoring the Naxalites, who might kill a DRDO scientist. So what kind of secularism is there?

Taking a political turn here. BJP and RSS have always been criticized as the fundamentalists and extremists of Hindus. I still remember the Kandla storm incident when the foul smelling dead bodies, completely distorted due to the fungi on them, were efficiently cleaned up by the workers of RSS. No one else showed up. Did they see whether the dead person was a Hindu or not? But here comes the game. Congress, the worst progeny of some slut, doesn't care because it wants to fill its seats using the minorities. They have never shown this and why should they? Right? Fuel hike, astronomical scams, black money and all the banality of the bastard Congress politicians will be eclipsed when the elections will arrive. Reason? The minorities will vote them just because they think that this spineless swines will "protect" them. Isn't it mentioned that the Haj be carried out without any help from anyone? Without borrowing money? Without going into a flight? Definitely.

But one more tragic side. The well know majority isn't the real majority. To get their names written in the good books of "intellectuals", the so-called and so wrongly called Hindus, have started blaming and carving their own scriptures. If Rushdie cannot write "Satanic Verses" then who the hell was that rascal M.F. Hussain to paint "Bharat Mata" as nude? But with the tears in the eyes, he was well praised by our "cream" layered intellectuals. Blaming Hinduism is the shortest (and kind of proven) path to sit on the bereaved seat of popularity. We don't even care. Worst thing!

I once had a dream to be an intellectual. When people will share my ideology with respect. When I will have a single word having an impact of millions of action. When my smile will put the devils on sleeplessness mode. But if this what the definition of intellectual people, then I decline and deprive myself to ever pursue the dream of becoming one. I am bestowed by a religion, by my own Bhagwan, inherited from my own respected and revered ancestors and I won't leave it unless my He calls me back!

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Saturday, August 11, 2012

The Oldest Incorrigible Pass Time of The World!

There is and idea about the oldest profession ever in the world. The answers are a bit ambiguous and not much related to the blog. But recently, I was thinking that what was the oldest pass time activity. There are several answers including consuming some narcotics. Don't know what Egyptians used to have but quite know that Indians have always been fond of "Soma ras". Kind of elixir (FYI: Elixir has the etymology from the words al-iksir. Quite Arabic!)

Suddenly, I heard few known yet unknown college mates of mine who were bragging about how they "let go" the golden opportunity they once had. I got that. The oldest pass time was bragging. Gasconading. The word. The meaning of the word is small but the consequences are quite an elixir. It is a kind of euphoria that people feel while bragging. But afterwards, when that "OMG! You know him!" disease takes up a hold you just turn into a can't-even-die Whitney Houston syndrome. Egotist and bragging seem quite a similar. But the thing is that ego is sometimes a driving force whereas a brag is nothing sort of a pass time which may turn wrong and turn your life into Jumanji. God forbid. Just how P. Chidambaram and his fellow sinner Montek Ahluwalia bragged about bringing economic reforms. They sure brought reforms for themselves.



Quite off topic? Nope. Today's topic is bragging and I have an incident. This took place at least a year or two back. Very well known to Ahmedabadi people is the spot named Vastrapur Lake. Generally, I don't go out with friends just to grab a bite to eat. That's what we all used to do at home so what's the use of doing the same out. Irrelevant. But we were all having a round table conference on a very obviously unpredictable topic. We were blasting on a friend when it (it is used because I don't want to clarify whether it was he/she. Bear it@!) just avoided our group on an occasion. We were almost teasing it to death when we all heard a shattering disclosure from a tummy-tummy-mummy-loved man. He sparked from his wiggling piston, "Zara Narayan Murthy se puchhke batana, Infosys ka kya bhaav chal raha hai." (Cut). This means that he was in contact with a person (of which world?!) who had a contact with Rev. N. Murthy that he himself would tell him the price of his software giant's shares! I was more puzzled with ridiculous attention grabbing effort than the lie itself. Next he called K.P. Gill's P.A. and asked about the campus placement drill that DLF is making in Ahmedabad's colleges.

None of the buddies pay any attention to him first, except me. This led to a great conclusion number one in my mind. People don't pay any attention to whatever you brag as they are more interested in making others listen to their hypothetically accomplished Herculean tasks. So after few vain attempts that man saw the tends-to-zero interest amongst the surrounding flora and fauna (except for a beggar girl asking to let him lend a nickel which he "might" have got via Infosys or DLF!). He turned in a manner in a way that would put even Pierce Brosnan to shame. The name is Bond. Vagabond. I introduced him to my mind myself. But his face was like "No. No. I am the Bond." I was at that time quite shocked that with such people in our life, we can't win an Oscar for style. He was more of a Chuck Norris and even a femto-meter ahead of Rajnikant. He said, "Aapko DLF ya ICICI ya Infosys mein job chahiye?" Such an offer can't be seen even in a mela except in the spam mails. Just to enjoy the session, I jumped with an affirmative exclamation. I am good at falsely boosting people, I guess. He got a contract! He turned to other friends (and especially the girls with us) and said, "Aapko bhi job mil sakta hai." Definitely man. We aren't living in Taliban infested Afghanistan. I have a friend who is quite a quick-mouth. She was almost going to ruin my fun by telling that man that he was a chalta-firta jhooth ki factory when I signed her to keep a bit quite. The conversation went at least half an hour in which my first obvious question was how did he know such people to which his reply reflected a hypothetical nepotism running in Infosys. I clarified that he wasn't working with Satyam. He knew Mr. Murthy's son and had played with him. My first reaction to that answer was like that of Veeru's dialogue in Sholay, "Gabbar koi bakri ka bachha hai jo doda aur pakad liya?" But let the man finish. At the end of our "fruitful" conversation, he handed his obnoxious, unpardonable, offensive and ridiculous e-mail ID which I can't write here. Few girls wrote it just to look kinky to him. According to me, he was trying to look kinky to them. Anyway, they haven't installed my brain software, so viruses are obvious. He left with a call to the Dean of IIM-A, Sameer Barua, telling his friends needed admission in IIM-A and the man on the other side of the phone assured him that even without them passing CAT, he would get them in! Awesome! Shall I laugh or go home and install a disc in my brain to format it?

But this is it. Initially, bragging was considered to be a vice. A person, incapable to do any work, used to brag and the society used to kind of outcast him, verbally. Now it is a modern way of marketing. Rules change and so changes the game. Ultimate results though are based on the efforts put on getting the right results (legally and ethically is optional nowadays). But that's it. Ethics are antiques, which no Parsi uncle sells nowadays. A fool fools another fool. That befooled person is ready to get fooled. It is a cycle. No one cares. This is rampant everywhere. Education, governance, defense, innovation and every damn thing. Democracy is the constitution of tomfoolery. It fools people. People are fooled by the people for the people and with the people.

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Saturday, July 7, 2012

The Eternal Complexity!

Ahoy Readers!

Since the discovery of particle "resembling" Higgs-Boson at CERN's Large Hadron Collider, the world has not changed its course. The science of everything. People are actually bashing the experiment saying that the same amount of money could been utilized for the "betterment" of "society". I don't give a damn. Scientists need to satisfy their curiosity but the society is just a jibber jabber of sad souls. Moreover, because they haven't studied anything well, they find it difficult to digest science and then digressively talk about how the superior mortals are pouncing upon their hard earned money.

I have a superior respect for the scientists not just because I am a science student, not just because I have always dreamt of being one but because they are the only people who are theoretically and practically applying what they have learned. Below is a poster, which I made for the lesser mortals who haven't even seen how much complex is the entire machine. I am not going to discuss Higgs-Boson (I plan to do it in next post) here. I will try to make you people think about certain pretermit things.

I Made This Poster So That People Can Imagine The Complexity Involved In This Super Giant Experiment. 

Irrational Numbers

When a mathematical process for e.g. 1/3 yields results like 0.33333...the result is called irrational number. To sum up, a number that cannot be expressed in the "a/b" format is called irrational. Now for normal people and even for an exam oriented student, there is as such no significance of the digit after 5 decimal points. True. The result will be 0.33333. Multiply it with 3 again and you will get 0.99999 and then round off to 1. Swell. But if you have a little bit of time to pass and even to spare a little thought, think, where did the smallest part go? When will you get an exact 1? After five 9s? Ten or million 9s? Is it that important? The scientists at CERN, will hurl protons at 99.9999991% speed of light. And NOT at the speed of light. Do you know what does that mean if we hurl anything at the speed of light? Its mass becomes INFINITE. This is the importance of irrational numbers. But the only people bothered about this glitch are the scientists. Check this article here. It is actually a paper. It doesn't answer the question exactly but it does effort to get to it via simplicity. Till then for a layman, the irrational number is nothing but a "compulsory" round off process.

Quantum Mechanics:

Ever since I have read about the de'Broglie and Pauli's exclusion principle, the only thing I could imagine is Bravo! Heisenberg, Bohr and all that people (Einstein and Newton are too great to put here). They have visualized some of the tiniest objects that human mind can imagine. But again who bothers? de Broglie's principle is used for observation of particles at nano-scale. For many people, Einstein's theory is E=mc2. They have hardly thought that for each and every massive particle, hurled at a speed near to light, the implications are as huge as either dropping a bomb at Hiroshima and Nagasaki or using 1kg of Uranium-235 instead of polluting environment by burning 1million tonnes of coal. Newton's theory of gravity has also defined friction. Now 99% of times, the fairer sex is involved in accident due to skidding and slipping. Hahaha. No offense. Both of them involve friction. But do we really care. Why our tyres have that grooves and that dude in bike race has smooth tyres? They haven't given it a damn. Quantum mechanics is so powerful that if any research takes place at nano-scale or even at more minute level, the products obtained will be terrifically supreme. Heisenberg's Uncertainty principle is also valid in real life. Either you can masturbate or piss. But you can't have both at the same time. (I might edit this for a better example)

Time:

One of the most beautiful and most confusing parameter in science, spiritualism and even in laymanism is time. No one can define it. What we call time is just a numerical representation. We can't see it, touch it but do feel it when it run out of our hands! Newton tried. He won the battle till 19th century. Einstein tried and now he is winning. 



We people don't think that way. The most difficult thing to feel, describe and define is present. Past, you can define it as the infinitesimal time which just went away. Future is an infinitesimally small time that is what you're going to experience. But present? What is that? Is this what I wrote? But it just passed few seconds ago! Whoa. Fascinating. Einstein defined it. But common man didn't read it. Scientists proved it but who wants to see that? Now let's see this. The GPS device which the brats flaunt in the iPhone or GPS devices are accurately tracked to several millionth part of a second. If the satellite delays even a millisecond in orbiting, there would be a delay of 1 millisecond in providing information in each device. Assuming 1million GPS devices, the delay would mount to few minutes to few days. What would be the use of GPS then? Haah. This is how ISRO, NASA and all the space agencies monitor your life. Similar case can be observed in cellphone. But who gives a damn? Only if the message from your lover doesn't reach on time! L.O.L.

For most of us Time and Time Travel is nothing more than a magazine and a movie. Worst cases. The Terminator Series and Action Replayy (I did a spelling mistake, I guess!)

Computer:

I don't need to tell anything about this invention. This is all that you're reading this post or shopping online or researching genuinely or plagiarizing or watching movies...Actually the uses of Internet and computers are limitless. But we care for that only when we need it. iMac and iPhone aren't derivatives. They are science. Your touchscreen is made of matrix arrangement which has a particular function assigned to be performed when it is touched. Who gives a damn?

I don't think that science has limits. I, at the same time, believe that "religion + science = life". One can't keep of bragging about either of them and degrade the other. If science if tool then religion is a manual. If religion has facts then science is the fact finder. If science is life, religion is air and water. But without life, does water and air can have the importance? I don't think so.

"God doesn't play dice"
- Albert Einstein 

"But it won't allow us to win the game too, buddy!"
-Chinmay

Movie: "Pi" a movie on the life of a mathematician. His discovery and his effort to understand the world. Awesome thriller from Darren Aronofsky!

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Sunday, July 1, 2012

3 Mistakes of My Life: Ambition, Education and GTUfication!

"Not so long ago, I was called upon by one of my near dear friends that I had obtained a nice distinction (8.59/10) in the last result of my bachelorhood. Ain't that nice? Well it sure is."


"Not so long ago, I was called upon by one of my near dear friends that I had obtained a nice distinction (8.95/10) in the last result of my bachelorhood. Ain't that nice? Well it sure is NOT!"

- Chinmay


We live in a world which not only fascinates us but also sometimes acts in such a peculiarly impractical manner, which WE are not allowed to do. Basically, we're not a celebrity who can mow a car and still act in "Bodyguard" or the one who can leave his wife in lurch and still conduct a super nation-wide rona-dhona show, "Satyamev Jayate". We are like Sadhu Agashe of Ab Tak Chhappan. We do what we are told to and our ultimate result should be what people expect from us. But this is what OUR world is about. Outside, people who are our bosses, teachers, archenemies and all that marginally seniors are free to what to do. Till this moment, I felt that by entering in to a good university, your life can change. But there are more ramifications in this belief that the changing of Moon's phase. So basically, my point is, we have suffered a surrealistic "not-once-in-a-blue-moon" conundrum.



As mentioned earlier, I passed my graduation in a hypothetically nice institute. My ambition was fulfilled. Though that notion of it being nice was shattered two years ago but still the idea of getting placed in a centralized university placement drive was quite a new fun for me. Now, life is like you standing in front of a cinema hall with ticket. You enter that hall and the movie starts. But you're never sure that is it the same movie that you expected to be going on. Had Rowdy Rathore or Dabanng released with notices to keep your brains at home, we would have been delighted. Duh! Well, that's it. You may have a magnificent imagination of working in a Large Hadron Collider (shown in initial part of Angels and Demons) but end up in the poop-party of Slumdog Millionaire. Awesome/Awful, isn't it?

On 15th June 2012, Friday at 9pm (of night!), I was duly congratulated about my result. Most of my friends were deadly happy for what an astonishing result they got. On 30th June 2012, Saturday at 5pm (of evening!), I was duly re-congratulated for an overall, foolish increase in grades done by my university. I was so angry. My counterparts were extremely happy because of the marks that increased in their mark sheets. I was going to be "benefited" too but I had a reason to hue and cry. As a mature person, would you appreciate that how a university can turn the results like their re-sluts? They were afraid of students who may uproar for the dumb results they provided us previously. They are now covering up and compensating us with astronomically and preposterously Avengers style action packed markings. If Hulk existed, my univ's VC would be counting the turns of intestine in Hulk's colon.

When the entire student fraternity was rejoicing, I gave a thought on this one. How can a university change marks overnight? Was there a doubt? Have we really got what we deserved? What further implications will this educational cockamamie will have on our future and even the univ's future? There is an answer, I tried, for all of the above. Life is fun but truth is 99% depressing. And when we try to believe that we have 1% nice truth to hear, we're expecting. So again we get depressed. So, duh! Allow me to solve a gritty problem in a sweetie manner:

QHow can a university change marks overnight? Was there a doubt?


When a university changes marks and even the entire grading system, overnight, it means that there was a Mr. Hyde in Dr. Jekyll who has now taken the hold. A university should never act like a politician, giving lectures and then retreating from what they told. Our initial grade in that subject, with very minor exceptions of even lower grades, was BC. Now, last evening, they suddenly shot us from a BC to an AA (excellent) grade. No exceptions! This was more than ridiculous because now though everyone had their marks shot to a new height, the benchmark remained the same. People are happy because of their superb CGPAs and all but a point to be noted fellas, which even I encountered in some interviews. In your resume, the recruiters check everything except your marks. They know it right? I was fascinated if some student was rejected because he hadn't achieved a first class was a proud owner of it by yesterday evening. Isn't it a joke on him?


Q: Why declare results so early when they had a doubt?


Now we Indians have a basic disease what I may term is as over-enthusiasm. (The Gujarati word which I wanted to translate here was "હરખપદુડા". I couldn't find the word for it, so please note!) The university has been declared one. In previous semesters, the results were announced in such a great haste as if they were going to miss a bus to fame. But at that time, the outcomes were bad. Poor marks and over-the-brain checking practices played foul. Now, when the students started to smell a rat, the university took shelter in a nice burrow from where they started hurling hyperbolic numbers of percentages. This time they surpassed every inch of stupidity that you can expect from an abnormal human being. They added a no-scientific subject, which had something to do with the Junior Kindergarten knowledge of ours. Gave it a considerate space, siding our normal core subjects. And then, they played foolishly by announcing the result a fortnight before the final (which I doubt now!). Why? They sure had a doubt that some students may go for rechecking where their hip hop of checking pattern will be crucified! So? Increment. What a silly nilly billy way to fool and at the same time make the students happy?

QHave we really got what we deserved?


There is a simple one word answer to this. NO. (You will get the answer of this NO in various parts of this blog. Keep reading).


QWhat further implications will this educational cockamamie will have on our future and even the univ's future?


Now, getting a great grade is quite nice in an institute where the is a difference between a dumb and an intelligent one. I do discriminate them not on the basis of the marks they have got but on the inclination towards the education they possess. By doing this jugglery, the university will hold no respect in students' minds. They will constantly feel that they will be saved from failing. No. They will be saved graciously with a garden full of marks. All flowers but of plastic. Good to show, nothing to smell. This will also create a notoriety amongst the students and a disrespect. A university that works like a lunatic with a crystal ball in hand is not the one a real person would believe and pay heed to. This is what that will happen. Happy go lucky will be a routine syllabus! But what will happen at the industrial levels where the professional qualifications do matter? The scenario will be grim. 


Let us take a case here. Imagine a room having 10 students who have achieved a minimum of 8/10 grade points. They are going to be interviewed. Of them, 6 have nothing to do with intelligence and their grades. 2 are good enough to get what they deserved but got what a little bit more. And the last 2 are perfectly deserving candidates. Now, the HR people enter and start calling the candidates. Let us assume that the 6 non-deserving candidates get the first chance to appear. They mumble, they fumble, they tremble and they tumble out from the interview. Do you believe that the HR will have any great feelings for the remaining 4 candidates who may/will fare better? The minimum target was set by HR as first class. But what if the number of students having first class is more than the total number of employees in that company?!?! Hahaha. In future, the companies will then cease to believe upon the marks. They will either take their own tests or what can be worse, can blacklist a specific university for their swashbuckling behavior in evaluating students and their intelligence. So basically with a greater than 8 point grade, you will be nowhere, unless you really got something.


How can we really get something? Here is another case, I would take:


Assume that a student has a doubt in a particular sum while writing my paper. The sum may carry 10 marks in a paper of 70. In exam, he cannot afford to lose that marks just because he doesn't know the exact method to solve it. He completes the sum with a different approach. Now when the exam finishes, he would try to get his doubt solved. But before that time, he is showered with great marks. The doubt vanishes. He assumes the sum and the method to be correct. The doubt will remain unsolved and will rise exponentially when the same mistake will go unverified and unsolved. So a time will come, when he will complete his degree with a great doubt totally unsolved because the university result asked him to be satisfied. He too got satisfied and there remained no doubt! Whoa! Can we imagine that? The only thing that can save that student is he disregards the marks and embraces knowledge which includes rectifying mistakes, criticisms, counter-questions, null doubts, etc.


But when a student is satisfied from his knowledge, it dies a miserable death!


Film for today: Check out the movie named "Exam". It is strong enough to show what the world wants and what the hell you do instead! A true masterpiece. A must watch for those who know that they have a grayish, freaky, thumping matter called Brain.


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Thursday, June 21, 2012

Kevi Rite Jaish Shanghai? Via Common Man!

Bonjour Auditoire,

Ci sono un sacco di cose nel mondo, che alcune persone, possono o non possono, capire. Per tutte queste cose, ma etichettarli come pazzi. Inutile dire, questo include anche i film.

Now here, I am sure that the reader folks, who know French, will try translating the above sentence. But for those, who don't know will search it in Google Translate.

Such things do happen with the films too. I used to scream and say that Indian filmmakers, apart from a bunch of roses, should either stop making films or start reading novels and make films. An original idea needs a great deal of research and time. After watching the trailer of "Rowdy Rathore", I was almost convinced with a fact. Our film makers are suffering from "creative impotency". But Bhagwan ke ghar der hai, par andher nahin. Since two weeks, I was continuously getting irresistible to watch two movies. One was my favorite Dibakar Banerjee's long awaited "Shanghai" and the other was a really superbly crafted and acted "Urban Gujarati" film named "Kevi Rite Jaish". 



Now, let me first talk about the thing which the Gujarati cinema suffered from, till this date. In the fancy efforts to attract rural crowd, they kept making some weird aboriginal and tribal movies. Sorry for that, but seriously speaking, neither the actors looked like they were acting nor the story line looked so concerned. I saw Kevi Rite Jaish. I was literally awestruck as such a nice movie can be made by almost a first-time team of directors and writers. Literally, out of the box but at the very same time, an entertainer for all. Mass and class. I saw few so called "classy" Gujaratis trying to speak in pseudo-American English accent. "Hey, thu javaano chhei Khevi Rite Jaishhh jova. I will love to come." For the first time, I was thrilled to see that how this English-Gujarati hotch potch will be burnt to ashes. This ideology of falsely hallucinating self as  American by speaking American English with stuffed tummies and burger from McDonalds, won't let you anywhere. Though the movie deals with a better and subtler subject, I would say that it also has a hidden meaning that copying "Amerikhaa" is not the thing which will make Obama pestering US consulate to issue a visa for you. The line from the song of KRJ, "Obama ne jaine kejo, visa aape re!" (Request Obama to issue a visa for me!) is not a one liner. It is what our Gujaratis have been imagining. We have little knowledge of everything. We have hardly gone to Gandhinagar but still we "Modi ne aapni saathe saara relation.", "Aaje to jaine Mayor ne kehvuj chhe." This is it. KRJ can be treated as an eye-opener to all that fat-asses which juggle in malls. To all that goatee fellows, who stand out at the Reebok stores and talk about vada-pavs and dabelis. Grow up dude. You may get visa on your merit after you will watch Kevi Rite Jaish. Else you will need to keep pestering "Obama" for "veeja". Long story short, KRJ hasn't only broken the stereotypical Gujarati "ghar ghungat ane gharchodo" system but has also made a mark in the Gujarati film industry. Now we would like to see, how this legacy will be followed.

On the front of "1000films/year" strike rated Bollywood, there came a Chris Gayle shot from Dibakar Banerjee. The adaptation of novel "Z" written Vasilis Vasilikos, with a tinge of Costa Garvas film of the same name, Dibakar Banerjee lit a Diba in this andheri Bollywood. The story is superb because it is a political thriller. Right after Gulaal, this immediately took the next best film in the political thriller categories of Indian cinemas. The film was truly a treat and a creative epiphany of how the politics work. We know all. Really? Watch it for certain more revelation, chum!

The gist of the reviews for both this films remain that an original, observation based idea like Kevi Rite Jaish or a film based on the novel, viz Shanghai, can create wonders. Both of them are unique and well woven. Whereas the Rowdy Rathore shows were houseful in all the 3 screens of any cinema, Shanghai struggled its way to a single screen and a mini theater only. With a crowd of hardly 25-30 people for Shanghai, I had a mixed feeling of sadness and happiness. I was sad because this was the only response a fabulous film could gather, just because it is based on politics. I was happy because there would not be any unnecessary hooting  or shouting. Shanti se dekhke aaya. Initially, I doubted that KRJ might falter to this idiotic mayhem of RR, but fortunately, it retained the interest of peoplw due to its short, sweet and light but serious subject of  a boy twisting and turning stones to reach USA because he is a "Patel". I wish RR should be banned for spreading notoriety. I still don't get it why the "cool" Indian generation hates politics. Don't you wanna know that the person who chews up your money, whether he is a rascal or a real benefactor? Don't you wanna know whether the person ruling on your head is an Angel or a Demon? Yeah. Why would you bother? When the concern of a nation is "Why Aish put on so much of weight?" or "With whom Deepika is linked now?" or "Who is going to win the IPL?", utha le re Deva, utha le. Obviously, mere ko nahin. Inn logo ko utha le!"

RATINGS:

Kevi Rite Jaish: 4/5 (1 deducted to keep the new people working for their next best! LOL!)

Shanghai: 4/5 (Should have deducted that item song. Though it went with the flow, but they could have kept something like a jazz. An atmosphere, contradictory to what was happening in the other part of film.)
On the last note, the first two lines in different language are Italian and not French. Kindly note!

(That means, now search in Google Translate)

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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

A Lot Can Happen Over A Coffee (Only If You Like)!

Dear Lettori,

As I am out of business nowadays (I have given the exams of my final year engineering and I don't want to be in any business for some time either), you might get this absurdum dose of my idle mind. In recent times, paper has gone costly for scribbling whereas entire Internet is offering free space like SRK offering costly liquors in his sponsored IPL parties. He doesn't know what he is doing, though people say he is an excellent marketeer. Same here and there. Well, as he has won (or fixed his winning and whining over MCA officials) so people will close the case.

The world is so interconnected that sometimes I doubt whether the Internet really does something. When Modi does something, entire media (of far western Honolulu too!) start jumping over various opinions, pros and cons. I recall a theory named Butterfly Effect, which I won't discuss here. Few people have told me that when you write a blog you should be aware that you shouldn't waste free space. I am still confused. Does virtual space really matter? Where were we? Yeah, we are interconnected. Just like Captain Aldo Raine and Shoshanna Dreyfus of "Inglorious Basterds". Hahaha...

Now few days back, when the virtual world was all full with the anti-price hike of the black gold. When the petrol pumps were overflowing like the lavatories of Dharavi (here too, there were cries of "Jaldi bhar" instead of "Jaldi kar"!), when the news channels were pseudo-brooding with their so-called "all time free" unknown(!) intellectuals and politicians instrumented with a wireless mic (creating an illusion that this Third World King country is hi-tech), there was an entire young generation in a very unoriginal, peaceful ambiance where no one was going to hear them. They were at the CAFÉ.

I was actually rolling over the road with my natural wheels, when I just oversaw a bunch of young people in a nearby café. All were of age groups of later 20s and early 25s. A narrow gap which just interested me. Normally, I don't take coffee and that day too, I didn't have one. Entering the café, the waiter welcomed me with a smile of American and warmth of an Indian boss. I was more comforted than what my boss would have done. But I took a chair and asked for a juice. Initially, I tried to over hear their conversation but I couldn't make it out. They were busy discussing the English songs and  transferring them via their cell phones. iPhone is so cheap nowadays that Jobs must be fuming in heaven. So goes the story.

One girl from the group, with an unscrupulous attire (maybe to impress people that she belonged to either NID or IIM or equivalent intellectual society present in Ahem..Ahem...da...Bad!) stood up for order and an equivalently unscrupulous boy stood up too. I see, women are most protected in India. Just leaving and paying the bill, I was just going to take the bill when the boy said, "Isn't this reedeekyulous? Pay-troll prizes are going upsie and downsie everytime. Aam to kemnu chalvanu?" Now see the spellings above are meant to be spoken in the way they are written. English still doesn't exist and hence exits from many part of the Indian sub-continent. But the American accent is awful. Kidding aside, the girl replied, "Eaah(!?!?!), God known kyaare khatam thashe aa badhu." I was tempted to ask them something. As I said previously, I am unemployed-by-choice nowadays, so I can pass time as much as I like. I again sat down with a mineral water bottle. (Coffee and juices are almost Rs 80-100. What am I gonna do for petrol then? :P ). They kept jabbering. "Sonia ane Manmohan are stupid. Rahul is naaeeece. Youth power chhe ena ma. Modi ma pan chhe pan e center ma naa aavi shake." (Translation: It means the usual!). I asked them, "Sorry for the interruption, guys." and I was faced like a criminal against Interpol. I got it. English. So I started, "Sorry dude, (That brought a smile on that boy's face) pan tamne nathi lagtu k kharekhar petrol ni jagyae koik alternate shodhvu joie?" (Translation: Don't you think that we should use some alternate other than petrol?). The girl shook her head so enthusiastically that I was well confirmed that she was going to be the next Ford of green cars. The answer, "Eaah. Aapne diesel cars vaaparvi joie. Plus aapne helium cars pan vaapri shakaay." And I greeted them, "Very correct (!)" Smiled and got away.

When people enter the café, they get a image that they will be portrayed as a bunch of intellectuals to the other mass. India is suffering from a mass difference that they are class. The confusion is just the same which you felt in getting the last line. A thick rimmed glass, rudraksh mala or the substitues, kurti and jeans and for boys Tarzan type beards and all that won't make them "een-tail-actuals". They don't know what they are talking about. They just start the conversation and keep misguiding each others.

Our teachers used to tell us that we should talk in English, no matter how much right or wrong we get with the grammar. This doesn't apply to facts and actions. They have an impact. Reprimanding a step, with a view to get in the pseudo-class mass can be precarious. This may not effect if they have a group, similar to themselves. But if ever, they encounter a really knowledgeable person, their souls and lives will run out of their bodies. My question is that is it really necessary to have half-knowledge than some less perfect one?

Maybe a next rendezvous with another group at the "café" might give me the answer! ;)

P.S.: "Kahaani" fame Khan aka Nawazuddin Sidduiqui won the Best Actor award at the Cannes. But we were too busy in making an uproar over Aish's weight or Mallika's next wardrobe malfunction at the Cannes. We are weird but are being made more, as if this was less... ;)

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The Math of Western Economy: A 100 year history of cyclic misery!

This time I have taken up in hand a topic, never ever taken before by me. Hence there is an earnest request that if at any point I am wrong, do point me out.

I was surfing through the web when a thought just went through my mind. The last depression in world economy (aka The Great Depression) occurred around 1930s. All we (as far as I believe none of my readers were there in 1930s!) know is just the history. But the thing what bites the most is that within a nominal span of less than a 100 years, we are again facing the crisis of worldwide depression. This actually depicts something.
The western economic laws are quite weird as compared to the other parts of the world. I am not going deep into the Indian economy system because it sustained us even after a long time (before this Western idea came here).

Point one. When you think about a currency note (say Rs 100), think for 2 mins. That Rs 100 note has basically no face value. It is just a piece of paper whose per unit production cost may not be exactly equal to the value which it carries in the market. Funny, isn't it? You buy things using a note which has probably got no monetary importance of its own, except the fact the we hallucinate it with that large Arabic numeral.

The second point is about the idea of consumer being benefited in competition. This is probably the most falsely accepted idea in the entire western economy. Let us take an example. Say I am a service provider of cell phone SIM cards. I have a friend and another rival to compete in the market. Now according to the Western economy, the customers will be benefited when three of us bulls will lock horns with each other to defeat each other. What if the bulls come out together secretly? What if their horns are merged to a bigger powerful system of weapon? What if we three simultaneously increase the price? BAAANNNG! Customers have no choice other than us. Let us add another scenario in this about the foreign investment. This is the answer of Western economy laws to my argument. Are you sure? Take an example of any foreign company that has taken up a day to day life commodity market to make it tough for the rogue money minders. Nope. It can't be happening. Either they haven't survived or they followed Darwin's law. Survival of the fittest and joined the money minting policies of the others. Customer is killed with a white sword now.

Third and probably the most important point is Marketing. Now the Wikipedia definition about marketing is:

"Marketing is the activity, set of institutions, and processes for creating, communicating, delivering, and exchanging offerings that have value for customers, clients, partners, and society at large"

The Chartered Institute of Marketing defines marketing as:


"The management process responsible for identifying, anticipating and satisfying customer requirements profitably"


Did you see the difference? Can you play a "spot-the-mistake" with me here? Maybe. Maybe not. Before going to the answer let me tell you that small and budding companies use up almost 50% of their budget in marketing and promotions. Can you believe that? You should. Now the answer or the goof which lies in the definitions and practices followed by the entire world. Feedback. Does marketing definition include a feedback criteria? Nope. A simple example of a commodity, say toothpaste. While watching IPL, you may encounter with ads of two different toothpastes. Colgate and Vicco. Both are good for your teeth and all that blah blah. But say, you're using Close Up at your home regularly, since your birth. Do you immediately wish to change to either of the two above? No No No. In near future? Only if price difference and quality difference goes considerable. Western economy does not consider the feedback of the customer. They just see the impact. Conduct surveys and so much more of bullshits which in real life do not hold any good. If you see the Indian economy or traditional barter system, business used to spread from word-to-word or mouth-to-mouth. The human psychology is quite certain. If your friend recommends you a particular book, you would rush to buy it. But say, if the same book is being recommended by a person who has actually nothing to do with the publication or the business, would you really go for it? An educated person won't nor even the villagers, nowadays, would buy it.

These are just the three points which I feel are the main (and severely harmful and inevitable) drawbacks of Western economy policies. As far as I feel, their laws are more of complicated mathematics and statistical equation rather than psychological approach between consumer and company. Trust and business have a very fine and an effective bond. Even today, people lend money on trust and if anything goes wrong, that trust is redeemed. This isn't economy. This is abstract way to keep the money flowing. This is the real economy.

I heard from somebody that USA has already flunked the gold standards and is now minting the dollar notes as per its whim. Wow! My next question was, how can they do it? Aren't they flouting rules of economics? Why won't the other countries protest? The answer was, USA is a Godfather at the moment. If its building gets a small crack, other countries will collapse to nothing. Simple example of "Teri bhi chup aur meri bhi chup!" That's how "do the barrel roll" (that was a Google trick ;))

Other drawbacks do include the loan rates, interest calculations, multiple commodity exchanges, hyper sensitive stock indices (which actually shouldn't concern a country. It's only for that company) and so much more. I really think that the Western economics should be re-written with psychological factors added to all its important aspects. Just think, another Great Depression in 100 years. That means that the theory didn't even last more than most of the humbug scientific theories. A shame.

And as I am writing this post, India's rascal government has already hiked Rs. 7.50 in petrol, surging the prices to almost Rs. 77 (normal petrol). We are going to meet the same fate. Plus, we have already subtracted honesty.

All for today...

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Saturday, May 19, 2012

Driving The Last Nail Into The Coffin: The End of Engineering

Hello Readers,

Though the results aren't out yet and I have just finished my written exams of engineering., I am in a certain hope that I will be an engineer (an official one!) within few months. Isn't that great? (Don't answer. It is rhetorical!) Rather than a story, this "four-year-sentence" was allegorical. Converted humans to dumb animals which were re-converted into inanimated ones. In a "nuts""hell", you don't come to a conclusion. You just end up sighing with a marksheet in hand and a typical student smile on face.

The world like to live in fool's paradise. And only the fools can think that there is a paradise or hell. Well, it always has been a controversial topic. The thing I would like to discuss is the short-term-nostalgia which the students feel while leaving their college. Short term because in this era of fast transport, ultra fast virtual devices and a steep drop of human emotions, one cannot remain nostalgic longer than a few hours (few seconds cannot be an exaggeration!). But that's the truth. You love your college? Yes we do. Why? Because we had some best friends of our lives. What makes them the best? Their nature, their behavior, their help, etc. List is as long as the scam list of UPA government. College is not just for fun, dudes (I personally don't like using that word), it is a shape changing or a path guiding device. I am not going to talk about the idealistic "ejj-you-kay-shun", I just wanna say that for >90% of students, college is no big deal other than making friends having a merry time, making GFs/BFs (use where appropriate), applying for jobs, exams and all that shit! (I personally find this word very nice!)

So what's new? I say, NOTHING. People are repeating their school days games. They have just gained expertise in it. I see a very narrow mind set street leading to a very big multi-lane highway of escapism. Haaah! (Idiotic. Must be your first word.) Let me explain it.

When you enter a college, you are to be carved into a superior human being (just in thoughts and actions and good behavior, of course). I don't think that any god blessed parent should expect such things from college teachers. For the record, T-E-A-C-H-E-R-S and C-H-E-A-T-E-R-S set a perfect anagram  of each others. So, you need to rely on your surroundings. But who the hell is interested? In my college days, even I have suffered of this marijuana named friendship, which has given me superb merry time experiences. But it just taught me one thing. Every man, for himself. It's idiotic. All the time, canteens are filled with hullabaloo and jesting around. Continuous use of "F" word, doesn't give you an "A" in your column of power.

In this damned country named India, you just need to scream your tonsils out for work getting done. Add to the woes, your teachers act like a raging bull in china shop. I wish I could...Guess work up to you. As far as I have met my counterparts, they have always gained a step-mother behavior from that blood-sucking college. There should be Anti-Ragging committee against teachers too. Why not? Aren't the splicing your brain out?

But you know what, just like a scrap-valued Hindi movie, we have friends. That word has lost its meaning. Facebook is the new medium. The word "Friends" and "Friend Circle" has become a status symbol (must be surprised as since when students have status, na? Facebook status, is what I am talking! :P ). There is actually an unproductive criminal wastage of time in college. Especially in India, much precisely in Gujarat and accurately in all colleges. Motto has become: Eat, Shit (Sheet for Civil and Mech students!) and Die! That's all. You don't get knowledge from anywhere. Isn't it strange? Friends have become a word and a part of life which hurtle us into the chasm of escapism. In my mind, the image of a friend has just reduced to a Bollywood chocolaty boy or a bubbly girl, who remains good for nothing throughout but just gives you an unnecessary teeth showing exercise (P.S. Smile and Laugh are very pure words. They don't provide it). Then what's the big point in having 3 friends or 300 friends? Western culture has given enough importance and sanctity to friendship, unlike ours. We can't even copy right. Copyright or copy right? :P

Sometimes I get so much frustrated when my questions go unanswered, that I wish to hang all the professors to partial death. There is a trick in partial death idea. They feel the pain and then live further to revive it continuously in their mind. (Tarantino might make a movie on this, I guess!). Truth is that nowadays, college has reduced to a filmy style fun making site, where our money is wasted, teachers behave as devils, friends just enjoy and depart and at the end of the time, you are reduced to a nonsense nostalgic chap who has obtained nothing considerable than all the above garbage.

Maybe several more lines might get added here. But for time being I am stopping myself here.

And as for movie info, go for "The Avengers". It's a no-brainer but you just need to appreciate that even though Indians are considered laborious, real work in field (here in SFX, VFX and GFX of movie), western people are light years ahead of us....

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Monday, April 23, 2012

My name is Khan and that epiglottis shit!

Bonjour Dear Readers!

As far as time is concerned, I am not a person to be followed or appreciated. Irregularly irregular but this two negatives don't make a positive difference! Trash, I know but kya karein. Control nahin hota!


Distrust and caution are the parents of security.
-Benjamin Franklin




Less than a fortnight ago, Indian media suddenly whacked my TV and killed my mood mercilessly. "SRK dentained at US airport!". Their hype was more like "Arre! 2012 aa gaya kya?!"  and then started the reflection of Indian culture which can be termed in one simple, derogatory and irritating phrase:
Personality Cult.

The media was all ready to sue the people who held the epiglottis of that Adam's Apple wala Khan for 2 years (seemed to me like years rather than hours!). Media was more furious than Al-Qaeda after Osama's death or the LTTE after Prabhakaran's death! Reason: An Indian superstar got detained on US airport for 2 hours.
Congress sycophant, Rajiv Shukla, snarled "SRK's detention at US airport inappropriate!"


The immediate thing I remembered was about the detention of Indian Missile Man, Hon'ble Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam and former Defence Minister George Fernandes. SRK, to be very straight and a bit rude, is of no match of any of the above mentioned personalities. When they were searched, not a single media man took a grave note of it. Men of works and not words, didn't create a media hype via their foolish, arrogant statements which our dangerously ridiculous "numb""err" (RA) One blurted out. His visit to Yale was good (as people say), he is a nice frank guy (as people say) but he is a showman of idiocy (no one says but that's the truth).

As far as security is concerned, US has always been a dictator rather than a democratic one. I appreciate that. When it comes to safety, Chanakya Niti says,

"Until and unless a nation becomes self-independent on aspects like food production, security and safety of its own people, it cannot become powerful. Both internal and external security are vital aspects of effective administration. Political instability, civil war and invasion block the road of growth."

Everyone is equal to laws, be it a King (or Khan) or a layman. US has a prestige of playing a dual role in creating animosity with the Muslims (Indian and worldwide) and Indians (1 billion wide). My point is that they know both of the communities very well. Through their core. They know their misdeeds, felony, crime and their embarrassing acts. US isn't India and hence it isn't yet suffering like India.



So it goes. We are so much smitten by personalities that we have always overlooked their vices and have accepted them as their status and style analogy. Shitty isn't it? Yes it is. When Aamir made "Delhi Belly", I was damn sure that it will get a maverick critic review and so it achieved. That man is a clever one. He has set up an aura around him of intellectualism and perfectionism. Damn smart he is cause he knows that we are  more than 1 billion idiots!

SRK on the other hand is a real-life clown whose face is hidden behind his protruding nose and his over-smartness overflowing like Machchu Dam of Morbi! Disastrous, not only to himself but also the people entangled with him. Creating such a hype of a foolish issue was uncalled for and then he suffered some serious wrath! He is a creative marketeer whose 90% energy is being utilized to create hypes, confusions, fake celebrity brawls, fights and what not.

Lot more to right but my exams are calling me to write in papers... :P :D

Adieu folks. See you all! ;)

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