Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Tribute to a woman


If you tell a beautiful woman that she is beautiful.
What have you given her?
"It is no more than fact and has cost you nothing."
But if you tell an ugly woman that she is beautiful,
You offer her great homage of corrupting the concept of beauty.
"To love a woman for her virtue is meaningless; she has earned it."
It's a payment - not a gift.
But – to love her for her vices is a real gift.
Unearned and undeserved.
To love her for her vices is to defile,
All virtue for her sake and that is the real tribute to love.
Because – you sacrifice
your conscience, your reason,
your integrity and your invaluable self esteem.

All About a Women..! By a Man..!


Women.. by nature...!

..If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman; If you don't, you are not a man.
If you praise her, she thinks you are lying; If you don't, you are good for nothing.
If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp; If you don't, you are not understanding.
If you visit her often,she thinks it is boring; If you don't , she accuses you of double-crossing .
If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy; If you don't , you are a dull boy.
If you are jealous, she says it's bad; If you don't, she thinks you do not love her.
If you attempt a romance, she says you didn't respect her; If you don't, she thinks you do not like her.
If you are a minute late, she complains it's hard to wait; If she is late, she says that's a girl's way.
If you visit another woman, you're not putting in "quality time"; If she is visited by another man, "Oh it's natural, we are girls..!"
If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold; If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage.
If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting; If she is stared by other men, she says that they a just admiring.
If you talk, she wants you to listen; If you listen, she wants you to talk.


So simple, yet so complex!
So weak, yet so powerful!
So confusing, yet so desirable!
So damning, yet so wonderful!

It’s an army out there...

The Indian rickshaw is a deadly combination of a two-wheeler and a four-wheeler. Because the three-wheeled monster gives the impression to riders that - hey - I got a wheel more than you, so be careful. And the very monster turns into a sneaky little mouse, as most rickshaw drivers manage to fit one wheel through a miniscule gap in traffic, under the absurd and dangerous assumption that the two wheels behind will follow suit. The end result? Scratches galore, and enough road-fights.


Of course, that is if His-Highness rickshawaala agrees to transport us.
I had a word with a rick-driver who stays close to home, Suresh Gangadharan. The ‘charioteer’ is one of the rare honest ones out there who relies on the meter, allowing that mounted piece of metal to decide his fate and future. I had heard from another ‘rickie’ that were nearly 150,000 rickshaws in Chennai alone, and it surprised me, so I talked to Suresh to find out more. Some figures he revealed include:


"Over 80% of the rickshaws run on LPG (credit goes to the authorities for enforcing this) although not all have taken steps to reduce pollution. Suresh says that previously, with petrol, many drivers mixed it with kerosene and that was the root cause of increased pollution from the ricks. With gas (and authorities having enforced a good, quality distribution of LPG around the city) fewer ricks can forcibly pollute.

Over a 170,000 rickshaws travel in Chennai alone, each generating an average income of 1,000 rupees per day. Suresh points out, that atleast 80,000 rickshaws spend a full day in the city. Do the math: The city of Chennai spends Rs. 80 million on rickshaw fares, every day.

On an average, each driver works a 12-hour shift, and nearly every rickshaw has two drivers nominated against it. That leaves us with atleast 300,000 rickshaw drivers in the city. Considering the stereotype drivers, that’s a lot of alcohol consumption as well.

The ARDU is the single-largest union representing the drivers. This makes them quite powerful: at any given point, they have potentially 300,000 people and the single most popular means of transportation in Chennai under their control.

Each owner makes anything between 170 to 300 rupees per day, per rickshaw. Each driver makes about 150 rupees per day, and an average of 200 on the weekends. Suresh claims that many generous foreigners have left 50 rupees, and sometimes even 100 rupees as tips when they were in a hurry during tennis matches and rock concerts.

The living conditions for the rickshaw drivers are bad but a margin above the poverty line. Most of the average income goes into liquor, leaving the families distraught, the children uneducated and the wives often have to work as maids to feed the family."

The bottom line?

Much as we might hate them for their stubborness, incompatibility and their pride, these guys run the streets of Chennai. So the next time you drive, and you find this rickshaw crossing your way like a metallic piece of manhood in your serene life, try and refrain from picking a fight, because it’s an army out there. It really is. They’ve taken over.


Truly, if there was ever a vehicle engineered for the roads of India, here it is. But that’s only until namma metro arrives in this Singaara Chennai-city-turned-chaosville. Which is, of course, a long wait.


One of my pointed out that the word Rickshaw has Japanese origins, from the word "jinirikisha" which means ‘human powered vehicle’. Interesting, considering that it’s us who took it to a new level.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

When you love someone..



When you love someone..

You only see the good that evokes your passion, and never the bad that could actually make you see sense. And what a folly that is because that is where your downfall begins.

When you love someone, you strive to become compatible. And because you’ve been told that you can never change your lover, you endeavor to change yourself. Indeed, there is no harm in such a cause, especially if it is for the good of not just your love, but of yourself. And so you find yourself giving up this and sacrificing that, until one day you wake up and you don’t know yourself anymore. You don’t know what you’ve become, how you got there, or even why; all because such a drastic overhaul of your ‘self’, of your ‘being’ was achieved for the wrong reasons – not for yourself, but for the pseudo-god who you so desperately wanted to please, but who, more than likely, would never be.

Still, when you love someone, you try to make it work. So every time there’s a problem – and at this point, you’re already honest with yourself enough to admit that there are indeed problems – you find yourself conceding to keep the peace, to keep the status quo intact. This is because even though in your eyes he is now just a man and no longer a pseudo-god, you still do not love him any less. If anything, you might even love him more in this newfound attainability.

So you concede, and all is peaceful until the next conflict where you will concede again and again and again in a never ending cycle of concession for the sake of love and harmony, regardless of who is in the wrong. But when you really think about it, how long can you concede? How long can you give in? How long can you keep apologizing for wrongs that you did not do? Everything - and everyone - has a limit. Surely your ability to concede is no exception.

On the other hand, you can resist taking the path of least resistance and fight for what you believe is right. You can attempt to make him face his inadequacies, instead of mollycoddling him and pointing out your own to make him feel good about himself. You can endeavor to put your lover in his place when he’s done you wrong, and force him into submission for you to finally receive the apology or the appreciation that you so deserve. This is risky because though there is a slight chance that you will accomplish your objective, it is exactly that – slight - and you may invariably do more harm than good, leading to an even earlier demise of the relationship. Is there even a path that doesn’t lead to the relationship’s demise? I do not believe so, for even those who stay together for the rest of their lives eventually die and become no more.

When you love someone, you give him the power to destroy you. And until you start to accept love as it is – fleeting - you will find yourself constantly destroyed throughout your lifetime. You will only emerge whole when you stop believing in forever and start accepting that nothing lasts forever.

Indeed, when you love someone, make every moment count because that’s all you’re ever really going to get – moments.

Does it make you feel good?

You would have probably received this a hunderd times before on a mail.

But it is funny that everytime I read them I just feel happy. So I am just putting them for the record.

Think about them one at a time before going on to the next one . .

  • Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
  • Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
  • Finding a 2 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
  • No lines at super market
  • Hearing your favourite song on radio
  • Midnight phone calls that last for hours
  • Having someone play with you hair
  • Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
  • Knowing that somebody misses you.
  • Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.
  • Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.

Adios.... have a good week ahead :D

Can you please write it and give me...

Recently, I have realized the power and effectiveness of the statement "Can you please write it and give me"..

Let me explain...I have registered for the BSNL broad band connection two months back and have not got it yet. So I went to customer care, and asked the lady behind the counter about the status, and she very casually asked me to go to some other exchange and find out.

"Why cant you do it?" I asked..

"Nopes we dont have any person here who is responsible for the internet connections" she said

"Can you please write it and give me?" I said , "Please write that a customer has come to enquire for net connection and I cant help but ask him to go to some other place"

"No I cant do that", She said

"Why not?" I asked

"Because I am not responsible for the net connections" she said.

"Ok in that case, please write and give me that Customer Care is not responsible for net connections, for this kind of things customers are required to go exchange and find out", I persisted, "See, I dont want to complain, but just I want to figure out where I have to go for what"
Thats it, she started calling some numbers, gave my details, retrieved the information and told me.

Never mind what the information was, but I got some answer, and I avoided running to someother place.

This is the third time that I have employed this technique, First at the railway reservation and second at ICICI, and this time here.I guess it works because people are afraid to give in writing, because they know that it is their responsibility and they are just running away from it.

So if you persist, they would solve the problem for you.

Please use this freely, you dont have to be rude and all. Be nice and very straight. Trust me it works....

Cheers..

Thursday, July 10, 2008

To all the girls out there... A humble request

Excerpt from a Secret Dairy of a Secret Guy...

Discliamer: Any resembelence to any person living or dead is purely fictitious.

"The one thing which I dread and am really afraid of is when a girl tells me that I am like a sweet brother to her.... God I hate it, fear it and have wild dreams about it... I wonder why girls are always interested in making brothers, even after they grow up, I wonder what faults that they see with their real brothers that makes them go out looking for more brothers, and even more brothers. I do hate more when most of my sisters' friends or friends' sisters start addressing me as "bhaiya", it becomes kind of default thing to use, and it irritates me. I wish they would ask me my name. And imagine if I turn back and start calling them bahenji, would they not take offence. Girls are funny and they are.

The other set of girls who are not going around forming brothers have one other deadly weapon "I cant look at you in that way", wonder what that is supposed to mean. And thats it, next day I keep looking at myself in mirror while shaving, and wondering if that has got to do with the way I look, the way I have my hair or it has got to do with her vision. And in general girls dont want to argue and discuss this subject, while it is so obvious to them, it seems latin-greek to me and leaves me totally perplexed. The only thing that I get out of them is that I dont appear to be that serious. But the problem is that if I start talking serious stuff then I dont even get this far, I mean then girls will never be interested in me. Because girls like fun-loving easy-going guys. So you see it is vicious circle. and I think the key is to identify the point of transition when I have to change myself from easy-going to hard-tuff, from talking about guitaing and the latest Johny Depp movie to talking about future career prospectus and the real estate pricing.

But the most funniest thing that I find is that the same girl (I mean the same girl who tells me that I am not serioius), when she goes out to meet the guy that parents have chosen for her, by default start seeing him as perspective husband, even though most of the times I find him as idiotic as myself.I guess you girls have to understand that life is difficult for guys with the competition so high and you have to be little considerate. I guess on an average a girl might get proposed 5 times in her bachelorhood... (I have no data on how much on married girls), whereas a guy like me might die to get proposed even once. Now when I have got to think about it I dont think any of my boy-friends (somehow calling boy friends looks little shady, I mean my friends who are guys) have ever got proposed, atleast no one has ever told me about it. And trust me guys also have very little threshold of falling in love, and they pratically fall in love with any girl, I think if guy meets a girl for ten times he would surely fall in love. This is especially true if the guy comes from some testosterone intensive college like IIT.

So please all you girls dont take it very seriously if I ask you out for a cup of coffee, I am just looking for a harmless cup of coffee. Dont make any character based assumptions about me. And I have a very nice and cute sister and I love her. I dont think I can handle more than that. And please dont treat me as agony uncle and start talking about the antics of your new boyfriend, about how he does not pay any attention to you or whatsoever, because I hate your boyfriend, I genuinely hate him. I might listen with lot of enthusiasm but inside my heart breaks, and please dont do it especially when I am sponsoring you a cup of coffee. And if possible do let me know when is the transition point, rather when you would want to see me as hard and macho man.

Cheers.