This sure is crap

I thought I never will
but I'm doing it again
cos I'm in a boring state
no demons to fight
no dragons to tame..

Life is getting still
the hourglass toppled
cramming up NMR, market, aspartame
hockey no more i say,
hopelessly hoping to remain sane

they gave me blows,
stick on the head
the ball equally cruel
only made me get up,
cry out for another duel

My head wants to quit,
not liking the stitch
heart says otherwise
these ain't no injuries
but my sports prize

heart, they say, has its reasons
which reasons know not
my decision is still undecided
for I dont want to be,
by heart or head, snided!!! :)

P.s.: still a long way to tell lemon from lime :)

The I-Day

I know it's a little too late to write about the Independence day but then, it's IST we follow and to top it all I still dont have a subject to write on. The easiest way out would be to criticise politicians, youth n rue about the present state of things but then every second person you know does that. Next i thought of recalling stuff that makes me proud of my nationality and I found the newspapers flooded with such articles. So what should I write about? I then thought I'll just pick something, write some facts without being judgemental but then I realised I'm not capable of doing that. I have to be on one side or the other.

Going through Vatsap I knew what I could write about. When you hear the national anthem being played, our first thought is to get up and stand in 'attention' and then we realise that this isn't fashionable any more and people will probably laugh at you, forcing yourself to remain as you are. One thing nobody realises that 9 out of 10 around want to get up too but have the same fear as us. Even if we overcome this and be resolute enough to get up, we feel a sense of pride in doing so as we think we have done a part of our duty towards the nation.

This is really funny. We think twice before responding to our national anthem in our country and once done, we are no less proud about having done that.

I'll tell you something that's even funnier. Most of us don't know the meaning of the anthem either. True we can make out that it's glorifying the nation as we can pick the nouns but does any course book anywhere transliterate it into the local language. It's a matter of pride because we are told that it is. 60 years and no one has ever thought about putting at least that in our text-books. Spare a thought. Maybe we won't shy away next time it's being played once we know the meaning.
Let not the stream of reason lose it's way into the dreary sand of dead habit.

The wonder that is kumble

Kumble slams a ton... He did 'it'... What's more, he took the longest. 16 years n 118 tests... Phew.. That's actually quite a long time... Done it, nonertheless..

I was a child back then when I first watched this bespectacled lean spinner and I had no idea why were they playing someone bowling at half a fast bowler's speed. I was a child and wasn't quite familiar with spin. Later on it turned out, he wasn't that slow after all. He was rather quick for a spinner and well, at times it was only his action that suggested he was a spinner, the pace sometimes putting V. Prasad to shame. He was bestowed upon with many titles like "shortest run-up fast bowler" but he went on going about his job. One day, 7 years back I think, Pakistan happened and he rose to become the only one to share honours with Jim Laker. Around the same time, he was denied a century against South Africa, running himself out as he ran out of partners. Yesterday he achieved what none of the other so far had. He is the 1st Indian batsman to score a century on this tour. funny eh?? Life is.

Tonight we'll be raising a toast to Kumble... Join in ;)

Food for thought...

I don't really think it is any brain teaser but am writing this down simply because many couldn't unearth the meaning...

One fine day, while eating rather sweet water melons, my uncle said
" Cheeni ke daam kya kam hue, bhagwaan tarbooz mein bharne lage" (sugar prices had recently fallen)

I replied
" Cheeni ke daam kya kam hue, U.S. mein hindustani berozgaar ho gaye"

Some of my friends in campus couldn't capture the gist of my statement...I'm disappointed guys...

Special mention to Ujji or Sass who got it right when i didn't expect him to, he being not so good at Hindi...

Big deal if u got it right. It's a p.j. anyway :p

Read at ur own risk

Sitting in my room,
not to be disturbed,
got something to brood...

Trying to write something good,
A piece that somethings laud...
All that comes to my mind
are things I gaud...

I have good and bad around me,
numbers aplenty both...
what flows readily but
is only stuff I loathe...

Is it my nature,
or just humans usual...
Is it just a vice,
or a sin cardinal...

Lines very fine between
question and criticism exist.
In no time, reason is detested
and detest becomes the gist...

I am a victim to this
having long crossed over,
writing a better verse now,
is not in my power... ;)

Gifted are those,
who know lemon from lime,
those are gifted too,
who can words better rhyme...

Munnabhai

Saturday night... Sajal's room... A mumbaikar putting intro... My name is...blah blah blah.... 'I feel bad for Sanjay dutt'... In a moment, both of us recovered from our leaning postures and well..sat in attention. 'Why do you feel bad for him?'... 'because he got a 6 years term and that when he had already served a good amount of time on the wrong side of those bars and another person, with similar charges, got only 4 years'... 'Who told you that?'... 'The Idiot box which is getting more idiotic by the day' ...

That was just one incident... There are, I'm sure, others like him who also feel bad for Munnabhai. For them it doesn't matter what his crime was and how much of the punishment he deserved and in a good no, they don't even know the details. they feel bad just because the media paints a sorry picture through the TV and people, as idiotic as the box itself, can't think for themselves. He is found guilty and he is punished, simple as that. His crime was hiding the RDX used for the blasts which crippled the very spirit of the city, and giving India its 1st taste of urban terror. Think I've made my point... Adios...

Oye Freshie!!!

I remember the 1st envelope I received from IITM, the ones foll0owing it hardly memorable, carrying the grade sheet. Well the 1st one carried some papers regarding admission and that GCU introductory booklet. G.C.U. stands for guidance and counselling unit, it proclaimed. A student's body, which makes your entry into the campus smooth and memorable. To be very honest, I didn't get past the 2nd page of it. coming to campus, I discovered their was a whole network of counsellors, coords etc. who talked more and worked less. I don't remember filling any GCU feedback form or attending their programme and so I assume I didn't do either of it. A friend later told me that he had filled it up as negatively as he could and still wasn't contacted. Well I blame that on the inefficiency of a member rather than the unit itself. At this point I can add that neither me, nor my GCU counsellor bothered to see each other. I still don't know who he was.

Fast Forward to 2007. New entrants are being sent a CD showing life in campus, which I'm told, overdoes it and ends up suggesting that we should be introducing ourselves to the freshies. I don't really believe that someone be shown respect just because he was born an year earlier and all the juniors who know me would swear by it but at the same time, 1st 15 days or so are bound to be different as you are beginning a new life and it's the ones around you who are going to matter and they deserve to know a bit about you. I can say by experience and many more can too, that the seniors ragging you most( which ain;t much compared to annny other col) usually turns out to be the most helpful one and in my case, no less than a friend.

This time around, our verrry innovative administration decides to allot hostels by branches and I have no idea if anyone can benefit from it but this ain't the topic and I won't digress from the main subject. Well another brainwave was to start college from 30th, while freshies begin from 2nd. This may be due to some other reasons but I suspect the idea was to get us busy even before the freshies turn up. Result: Parents thronging the campus, with no plans of leaving the campus before the weekend due to which, I have to curb my habit of hurling abuses and roaming in the wing without a tee. I'm not against parents coming to the place to settle their child, mine did too, but a week? The scene at Gurunath might as well have been the same at a boarding school canteen but this is a College and half the kids are adults already and now with the GCU spoon-feeding and protecting them against their seniors then why worry. I know he's your aankhon ka taara madam, but we aren't exactly butchers. Like your child, we too have cleared JEE and we too were once as ignorant and shy as him and in most cases know our limits and honestly if he can't bear an IITian's ragging, the real world is far worse. On a more conceited note, you should thank us for teaching your son all about sex, who at 18, should already have known., which is, by the way, not the only teaching we impart. He will also learn to at least give company to boozers and smokers.

P.S. : Politics is an elective here with every hostel having at least 2 seasoned profs.