Thursday, January 20, 2011

Life's a bottle of whiskey! :)

CONTENT SUGGESTION: No intention to promote alcoholism. Just an analogy between alcohol and life in general. This post is dedicated to all the drinkers out there. Cheers!


My pal Ninad (aka Nini) had just flown in from the US of A after a sabbatical from his daily college routine as a Khalsaite. A respite from his drab college life fraught with assignments and super nerdy projects, it was obvious that he'll rant about two things:

a) Booze and b) booze and all it's varieties that he's had there. ;)


We decided to meet up to gossip and our common friend Sonam joined in too. So there began our conversation and finally we came to the topic of Scotch. Ninad was talking about Ila, a premium scotch that has 75% alcohol. That reminded me of an Indian "Scotch" brand called "KUCH NAHI" (Nothing). Apparently, it was named after our Indian mannerisms to deny something when offered to eat or drink. For example, an Indian host would politely ask the guest "Kya logey? Thanda ya garam?" (What would you like to have? Any hot or cold beverage?) and we're supposed to say "Kuch Nahi". That's just an antithesis because deep within, we want to eat something, you can hear stomachs rumbling but it would be "rude" if you just say yes and start eating.


The host nevertheless brings in his arsenal of snacks and offers it to you. On the flip side, you're supposed to wait until you're pestered to the point of letting your hunger pangs get the better of you.

It's not a bummer if you'd find a Mr. Varma eating his heart out and gorging on those delicious, calorie-rich Samosas and fart-inducing snacks right after that. Indian traditions, see!


So we just laughed it off by saying how we can avoid getting caught by our moms. Mom:

"Kya tuney pee rakhi hain, kya pee rahaa tha tu dosto ke saath?" (You're drunk, what on god's green earth were you drinking?) Son: Kuch Nahi! (Nothing!). Quite a funny brand to start with, and it's even funnier because they proudly state that it's one of the finest Indian scotch brands! "Indian Scotch!"


I would like to quote Forrest Gump's mumma here, "Life's a box of chocolates". I beg to differ though it's one of my top 3 movies of all time. Life's a bottle of whiskey!!! You've got to finish it in 4 quarters! (The one with the maximum capacity can finish all four quarters and yet be steady eddie, but very rare though). Here's how it's similar to alcohol:


1 to 12 years- You take a few swigs and enjoy the "happy mode" you're in right now. Everything seems calm and you've got zero tension. You're simply not fearful of what lays ahead. You just enjoy the kick and proudly say that you want to become either a pilot, a doctor or an actor or any army man. Who's going to be the Marketing guy or the average Joe driving cabs around??? Well life lets us take the path later so why worry? Just enjoy and chill! Challenges? What's that?


13 to 25 years - Here's when things start getting a tad tough to handle. The quarter life crisis with it's big hairy butt is waiting for you because when you're 25, you're one quarter down! :) Still, you manage it somehow. You topple and think it should be over when it actually isn't! You fake it with a smile and pretend everything's just fine and you'll handle it all on your own. Challenges seem endless and so do it's boundaries! It's all about me now, why should I stay responsible! Cut me some slack, let me enjoy my life and don't mess with me, mate!


25-50 years - You start off with another quarter, vowing to adhere to the rules of drinking properly (which actually translates into being mature and taking decisions wisely rather than in a jiffy in real life context), you slip up at times (drink too fast) or even barf all over the place (when you're seriously in deep trouble). But the solider has to toughen up and get going.


50-75 years - You know you've reached your capacity but some bravehearts still are flamboyant as can be! (read colourful personalities, stylish businessmen, ex or current rock band members, etc.). They live life kingsize and don't bother about what the consequences could be. Third quarter down, your head's still buzzing and you still ask the question, What have you done all this while? Some give up before this and pass away. To some, alcohol is life and to most life's like alcohol. Volatile and ready to play tricks around.


75-100 years - Now this is where most people fail, this is the heavyweight section, people with some serious capacity. Health-conscious and villagers can easily pull this off without any ailment. People earlier had the capacity to down 4 quarters and live the life happily until they're satisfied with the amount they've drunk (read lived).


After you're too drunk, it's time to say good-bye and lo! your 4 quarters are done with! Bravo! ;) You've made it to the Cream league of drinkers.


Isn't it quite similar to life per se? You start off with small sips when you're small (and enjoy the moment), then you get a bit sluggish once you're done with your first quarter. There are bitter incidents you want to forget, so the alcohol (let's say time in this case) lessens the effect and you move on. Well, that's life.


Once the second quarter is underway (25 to 50 years), your retrospection and yearning towards better life keep you going. You stumble as you're already buzzed (read bad and good experience, maturity, wrong decisions) but still you can do well. People with great capacity to drink (Read do well and have some serious determination to push) perform while some languish. At the end of it all, when it's time for the third quarter, you know it's about time you quit as you're past your prime, you can't keep your act together but you have to keep going. You have to keep going for your family, your parents, kids and truckloads of other responsibilities that won't let you hang up your boots.


Very few get to savour the taste of the fourth quarter as it tests your limitations and capacity!!! Even if you do have it, you don't enjoy it and wish you didn't have to live this long (to see others pass away, to be looked upon as liabilities by your sons). At the end of it all, you pass away after downing too much of this volatile thing called "ALCOHOL"! That is life, isn't it? ;)


Drink responsibly, drive safely, enjoy the buzz, stay safe and keep others around you safe too! ;)


Salut!


Jatin

Thursday, November 27, 2008

THE MORBID CHAOS

There is no pain without joy

There is no joy without pain

For a friend, there is a nemesis

For a synonym, there is an antonym

I am not talking about any phrase

This ghastly incident would make Keyser Soze’s eyebrows raised

We pity the slain

On the night when hell rained

Death laden in their toys

Scream, Howl, Run, Scamper

Hope converged to one thing-SHELTER..

The naked dance of death unveiled

In pain and anger the innocent people reeled

Every ounce of humanity in their evil eyes came to an end

That is the night when hell rained….

 

Fear not the fiend, Fear not the ghost

As Mumbai kept its eyes off the coast

Weapons of mass-destruction arrive

The evil-master planner connived

For these morbid cowards in the name of humanity are a disgrace

An abashment to the entire human race!

They merrily sprayed blood on the streets

Doused in blood, wailing in pain,

That is the night when hell rained….

 

 

Cowardly acts of terror and pain

Mumbai is not new to this game

But this act was one of its kinds

Scene so grave, Hundreds of armed guards lined

3 good men laid their lives, their names would soon be glorified

As the citizens stood victimized, as the citizens stood horrified

 

 

O’ God, Where art thou?

The time to act just is now!

The hide ‘n seek game has just begun

Chaos and Order, Order and Chaos!

Mumbai has seen it all, has borne it all,

Now, we sit in front of T.V. and feel appalled

This is no war in the name of religion

Brothers and sisters let us unite and fight with all our might

Francois said Revenge is a dish best served when cold

So, Leave no propaganda blur our hindsight

In our minds, we will mark the bloody spots in bold

Has the moon eclipsed the sun?

Terror, we will not run

Hell is pouring and it’s pouring hard,

May I ask, what’s next on the cards?

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Does God exist or not? Plato v/s René Descartes v/s My views

Discuss the conception of God from the ancient Greeks to the modern rationalist thinker Descartes. 
Which of the two thinkers - Plato or Descartes appealed to you more? Why or why not? 

Ever since man started living in groups, during the primitive times when he was solely dependent on hunting and gathering for his survival, all he thought of was his survival and nothing else as his intellectual capacity did not enable him to appreciate the changes, whether good or bad taking place around him. As time went by, man became more organized and started cultivating roots, bulbs, vegetables and fruits and he would always wonder the reasons for nature to react and behave in a certain manner. The elapse of day and the onset of night were probably the questions that man might have always tried to answer. He analyzed that the sun was the primary source of life and thus, it is this sun that revolves around the earth. But, it was later corrected that it is the earth that revolves around the sun and not vice-versa. Recently, we have the aid of science which answers some of our concerns but there are a few unanswered, questions that even science failed to answer and thus began the faith in an entity above all, known as God. Different mythologies have evolved, the Greeks being one of the most ancient. Though the cosmologists differed in various respects, each of them had a different point of view to offer, while some of the reasons laid down by most of the cosmologist were outrageous. 
But, the Greeks had a pantheon of Gods, much like Hinduism. For Love, there was a Goddess called Aphrodite, Hades was the God of the dead, Ares was the god of war and Athena was the Goddess of wisdom and courage. Different regions had different Gods who would be worshipped at different places. There were groups of the river Gods, the mountain Gods on Mount Olympus under the eyes of Zeus. These Gods signified different aspects of life. 

This was how the Greeks construed of the various Gods. The pantheon of Gods was broadly divided as:
The Olympians headed by Zeus.
The Titans.
The Lessor Gods.

I find Greek mythology uncannily similar to Hindu mythology wherein Gods fight amongst themselves. After the Cosmologists, comes the Greek Philosopher Socrates who is more spiritual rather than being a total believer in God. He disliked Metaphysics and thus, it is obvious that he did not believe in life after death. This is in contrast to what the Bible has to offer, which often teaches man to be good in their present to have a better life after death. Now, enjoying God does not necessarily mean to enjoy materialistic possessions, but it is pure happiness in finding the real essence of life by enjoying the blessings of God. Millionaires need not be happy, in fact, they are the ones who always try to maintain a safe distance from the IRS in the United States or the Income Tax department, here in India. Are the high-profile Hollywood personalities really happy by constantly trying to save their troubled relationships and by embarking on drug abuse? Thus, one cannot get affected by his deeds straight away in his lifetime on the basis of being just and unjust and this belief of Socrates was challenged later. Socrates on the other hand was more focused on gaining wisdom and more focused towards establishing his utopian city. He believed that he is wiser than most of the people in Greece and this actually landed him in trouble. But, when he claimed to know nothing, it was much related to the Bible. 1 Corinthians 8:1 says, “If anyone supposes that he knows anything, he has not yet known as he ought to know.”  [Source: http://www.hyperhistory.net/apwh/bios/b2socrates.htm]

It is also said that Socrates was sent down by a divine emissary, it might have been due to some of the connections found in Christianity and his philosophy. It should also be noted that Socrates was present during the pre-Christianity era. His fine disciple, Plato believed that God cannot be perfect, even he has certain roles to play and it is quite probable for some universal power that even forces him to perform his duty. He viewed God as an artificer, as an architect or as a potter. God’s duty is to put matter in our bodies and send us to the physical world or cosmos. 
He also thought that the words, good and God are two separate entities. He had a more mechanical approach to God; he was also very diplomatic about describing them. As we saw through the allegory of caves, Plato was more into knowing the greatest good, i.e. the Sun and the various forms nourished by it. It is true because during the ancient times, The Sun was worshipped and in Hinduism, there was a Sun God, Agni Dev, who was miraculously powerful. Plato knew that to justify the existence of God was a Herculean task; he instead stuck to what would have appeared more rational. He challenged Greek mythology, much like Socrates but he also laid down the good reasons to believe in God while he filtered out the ones he felt that were not in line with his belief. As it was during the pre-Christian period, Plato might have conceived of God in a different manner, as Gods were overtly glorified in Greek mythology. Descartes on the other hand was a very religious man. He thought that knowing the greatest good is not enough. According to him, if one has to philosophize, meditation should be done instead of having the art of dialects. God is the author of our lives in his opinion and the main purpose that he tried to prove in the three meditations was the existence of God which he eventually failed to prove as it was speckled with certain conflicting points of his own. I will discuss about those flaws while opining about my views on God. According to the website, http://plato-dialogues.org/email/960211_1.htm, Plato always believed that God is supposed to be spelt with an uppercase G instead of g, to him, God is like a common noun, this is probably due to the Greek culture. For Descartes, the origin of God cannot be questioned and it is beyond reason to do so. The idea of God is innate within us and we should also know that there is an evil force constantly trying to force us out of our path. According to the Bible, God himself made Satan, and even this is much beyond my reasoning capabilities. This basically incorporates what these rationalists thought of God. I now present my views on God and, I would also single out the main reason as to why I like Plato more than Descartes, though I like Descartes approach in comparison with the former. 

My views:

There are so many internal glaring flaws in Descartes work, especially in the Third Meditation. The first meditation goes on smoothly and sounds really logical wherein he begins to doubt everything, even the reason for his existence. But at the same time, he becomes a little too cynical and as a result, he falters at certain places in the dream argument as the concept of lucid dreams was coined by J. L. Austin, which goes to show that people can be aware if they are dreaming. I have personally experienced this, when I dream about something being too good to believe, I automatically ask myself whether this is a dream or no and lo! I wake up within five minutes. No sooner than I think about it being a dream, I wake up to reality. But, it is also essential to be awake at least once to be able to know the basic difference between what a dream is and what is not. How are we so sure when we are awake that we are awake and not dreaming? But, while dreaming, we are not entirely sure whether we are awake or not. I agree to a certain extent that some of the ideas can be innate, but still, this puzzle remains highly debatable and it has not been proved that innate ideas exist or not, though I feel that they do exist in a certain manners. For example, Small children are gifted with certain innate talents and they have a flair for sketching and drawing without any kind of professional teacher’s help, wouldn’t that be considered as something innate? I would not like to talk about myself but I too started drawing without any help and went on to further hone my skills till I was too occupied with academics. But certain innate traits are also attributed to your genes; hence I am not too clear about this concept to comment much. But on the whole, I only admire his First meditation, and the logical sequence that he tries to incorporate to prove the existence of God. I also liked the fact that he was not very rigid about his work. The rest of the points that he considered in The Meditation are based on things that have not yet been proved lately, viz. innate ideas and the concept of God. I also consider him a queer as no one would get up very early in the morning and bathe in freezing cold water and lie down in bed till afternoon. If the idea of God was innate, why do we find mainly two types of people, The Theists and the Atheists? But, I feel that believing in God makes a person scared of his wrongdoings, he also cleanses his mind of all his guilt and expresses his sorrow while praying to him. 

Plato though, more of an idealist rationalist laid down certain principles that can actually make man think beyond the realm of what is apparent. I liked the fact that though we have senses and we can see everything, we are unknown to so many things happening around different geographies, and the media holds barrier for the lens through which we view the world. All philosophers are dogmatic and Plato was no exception. But, having said so, don’t we feel like those slaves, much entrapped in our own, honky dory lives, totally ignorant of what is happening in our neighborhood? He wanted to establish a utopian city to establish brotherhood and also to eradicate cut-throat competition. Though I totally feel that establishing a utopian city is no less than a dream, his intentions were good, because what we have today might look glossy from the outside, but at the same time, it has no substance from the inside at all. Man can never and will never stay within certain boundaries, there can be majority of people conforming to it, but due to deviants, their focus gets distorted and thus, there is utter chaos in the system, much like today’s times, when people find themselves in ethical dilemmas. 
Uppity people are totally focused on their hedonistic lifestyle and in their bid to “pursue” hedonism; they even go to the extent of murdering people, akin the sophists back then. Plato had the vision to take his dream forward; he just did not have the right arsenal to back up his plans. Otherwise, I would rate Plato as a better philosopher if both of them are to be weighed on the basis of practicality. 

As far as God is concerned, I think it is only a matter of faith. It is quite probable that God might have created the Universe for a certain purpose but he also would not like us to know the reasons for his existence. Had that been the case, every single person would have liked to worship God for his own vested interests, viz. Money, power, fame and protection from all evil forces, though the means they employ to get in a dominant position might be completely unjust. By having the art of dialects, we get to know each other’s points and it further adds an element of spice in the conversations, while just talking to oneself, one can only expand his horizons but, only up to a certain extent as interaction or communication with others is like oxygen to the body. Seclusion for a small amount of time helps rejuvenate all the used up energy during the day, thus, meditation all day long with not so phenomenal results do not make good philosophers. The moment you seclude yourself entirely from the society, your thought process starts rotting, as a result of which, he or she cannot distinguish whether he or she is awake or dreaming. Descartes mostly followed the above pattern, and as a result, his work can termed as more superficial, with less of practicality in it, except for the framework of his meditations. Hence, Socrates, who chiefly influenced Plato’s works is regarded as the founder of Western Philosophy and not Descartes or any other philosopher for that matter, leave alone most of the cosmologists before. Among Cosmologists, I find Anaxagoras the most foolish. Though it might sound fascinating to be dreaming while staying awake, practically, it sounds impossible, except if the person is too fond of day dreaming. Thus, I would certainly voice my opinion for something which is at least more practical if not entirely true. The answer to God’s existence can very well remain a mystery all throughout our lives, though some will continue to worship different idols and forms of Gods, while a very small percentage of people will worship Satan, which at first I found extremely bemusing. It is mostly apparent among different Rock artistes of yesteryear’s. But, I agree on one count, that the human mind is at the apex, after all, these ideas of various philosophers are a product of their minds only. If God exists in minds of many a people, if one were to opine that way, then God sure exists! As RenĂ©́ Descartes has rightly said “God is omnipotent, omnipresent and omniscient”. He sure is. In the minds of the people! 

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Viva la Freedom! Can I, Will I, Won't I.......?


"Freedom is not free, but the U.S. Marine Corps will pay most of your share." - Ned Dolan.

"RPG!!! RPG!! Move your butt outta there!!! Need back-up, heavy enemy firing!!" shouted my best pal Ninad. I was just fuddled with so-many bullets waiting to rip my throat off. Two enemy grenades pour cold water over my attempt to kill the hideous Arab dictator, who assassinated the Ukraine president. By the way, the pres was assassinated in public with other civilians being gunned down in groups by the militants. So much chaos in a country that has been nuked by their own country-men. What a disgrace!

No, this was not a dream. The quote that you see above got displayed after I was killed, in the game of course! I sat down playing Call of Duty 4 at my friend's place and the devout COD fan that I am, I just got absorbed in rescuing informants or annihilating terrorist's base and the like. Well, yeah, I was doing this in a very good ambiance with the pleasant air-conditioner blowing cold air above my head and and amidst fragrant air. Hats off to the game developers, the effects actually make you feel that you are part of the U.S. Marine Corps. But, I also dread their situation. So much of slaughtering ever since man came into existence, I do not want to pore over historical events now. Freedom has a price and the price has no monetary value, it defies all materialistic calculation and math, which no top-notch accountant can fathom.


In a world where people judge you by your bank accounts and material possession, we very easily tend to ignore the price of freedom. Be it every field, it is a constant fight to break away from the shackles of everyday life's problems. When we watch small toddlers and babies play and smile, we are elated and full of euphoria. And how we wish that we can swing back time and become kids. If only we could time-travel! Anyway, as a kid, we would eagerly waiting for the weekend to come by and after toiling hard for one full year, we tend to eagerly wait for our Diwali and summer vacations. Freedom is here to stay! Not exactly. Unknowingly or knowlingly, we have to invest all our zing, energy and monies too to be free. But are we really free? Well, we'll see.

I adore all those people who want to be the change they want to see, speaking of which, I am elated about all these people who make their own road. Be the master of your own destiny, come what may. Look at Abhinav Bindra, despite being ostentatiously rich, he decided to quench his thirst, the quench to find a meaning in life. Yes, in the process, he also earned India a gold medal in a solo category, which is commendable, I just hope the bozos operating the so-called "system" get a life and help other budding candidates. So, this incredible feat of his, which the media blared every second till we got really sick of it, had a heavy price of course. In terms of money, he indeed spent a heavy price for learning rifle-shooting and moreover, mastering it. What about time and other compromises that he must have made? I can only gawk. He did not rely on the system to make a headway to success. But, he did rely on his inner-self. The need to be somebody. This would really inspire people to get out of the box and carve a niche for themselves.

Similarly, many other noteworthy people have paid a heavy price to be what they are today. Ah, the sweet smell of success. Then, over-glorified stories follow suit. Good, I say. At least they inspire many a youth to rumble and work harder to do better than the rest. Look at the glorified history lessons, where freedom fighters are described as "the perfect men" sans any negative sides. In my opinion, the human being is like a stereo equalizer. Just like different settings are used for different genres of music, rock and metal sound heavy, pop sounds girlish and hence, their own identities. Similarly, we have different feelings amplified and de-amplified, and all of this collectively, gives shape to our true-character. I do not deny the negative side in me. I am sure you are wondering something about yourselves as well. Having said that, look at all the ex-Vietnamese soldiers. Most of them are into all the wrong stuff, drugs, psychotic killing and hence, we just fail to analyze and understand the events that led to their present situation. Obviously, the circulation of drugs began during the Vietnamese war to a great extent, and it is fraught with so many controversies.Terrorists blowing up places and zeroing in on targets every now and then have all their negative feelings amplified to the core, most of them are brainwashed.

And there is one event that really upsets my inner-self all the time. This one event just makes me feel, when I want to step out on I-day, can I really do so? Can I really express my own freedom of speech right without being shot in public or someplace. Can I really dress the way I want to without being overheard about my dressing sense [Take a bow, girls, this is just for you ;)], Can I really squeal about the "bad criminal guys" and expect not to get my guts blown all over the wall? Can I really touch base upon topics like Child Marriage and the choice to choose your own spouse in a place like Rajasthan? The answer is NO! We Indians and people of other nationalities give in to the hidden freedom barriers and live as though nothing as happened. Time to make waves and bring about change. Change is all about courage, courage and only courage. It takes intrepidity to face your fears and get over them, though it is always a bit lengthy than anticipated. But, hope keeps me alive and I am sure that one day will come sooner or later. The Joker might be strong and a maniac, and there are plenty out there, but, with a legion of white knights, we can move things for good and wipe them out. Easier said than done, but the power of youth is colossal in our nation with 65% accounting for people below 30 years of age. Phenomenal!

As for now, we have one freedom of expression, right. And that is, the right to take a dump on the railway tracks, sidewalks and pee in any suburban area. WOW! Indians sure are privileged in their own way. Long live the undying spirit and courage to show your genitals and then, we cuss all those sultry actresses showing off their assets with panache or even vulgarity though. There is no viewer's discretion here, you have to have a look at it, at least for a split second. Geez. Hypocrisy at its best! Jai [Dharam paa jee Style] :P Hind!

Monday, August 18, 2008

If only......


Another day just swoops by and the typical Leo that I am, I just master my skills at nothing productive but procrastinating. The constant fear of turning 21 always gripped me, ever since I turned an adult, around 3 years ago. Responsibilities and the hunt for a job just makes me grounded to reality that I have to spruce up my spirits and get going. Okay, back to the current situation. I get up early and it just seems like another day at the office. Well, yeah, not when you are up all night long, trying to finish half a season of HEROES, which was my latest addiction around a month back. So, the question of my getting up is out of the question, I was awake the entire night, watching episodes after episodes. With every ounce of energy and courage that I had running in my blood, I dare to face my accounts exam. It starts with me running behind the 385 that passes by my place every 15 minutes. I sprinted till the signal post, finally catching some breath and then, I finally make it to the college without sleeping the entire night. Sometimes, I feel that I am plain crazy, yes, this feeling sinks in as my mother often rebukes me for the same.

With the CCTV being installed lately, we feel very conscious to copy and so I just sat down, poring over my accounts book but in vain. I just sat down with my fellow classmate, talking about random things. I myself could not believe how nonchalantly I behaved at the eleventh hour.

The paper begins. Keith, our supervisor cum office clerk drops in with a weird smirk on his face. I knew he had a major plan to bamboozle us. And my gut feeling turns into reality. Apparently, we were so skilled at copying, given the small time frame to understand 17 complex chapters of Managerial Accounting in a span of 3 months, we had to resort to copying, obviously. The deal was simple, we would first access our e-mail account, download the darn ready-made answers and voila! the paper is done. We would then access our web ct account on the college portal and download the question paper and act as though nothing has happened at all. But, yes, copying is an art in itself. Some morons would save the answer paper on the desktop. Even though all computers are equipped with *document erasers, Keith spotted one of the answer papers right before the exam and hence the smart move by him. I cussed my fellow classmate left, right and center for his folly.

Yeah, morality goes for a toss when your marks are on the line, so do not try to harness nerdy thoughts as I thought copying is equivalent to a major crime of sorts. Not anymore, at least for out of the world and demanding subjects that require a lot more time and comprehension. We always slog in other courses but there are exceptions. Accounts is one of them. ;)

He had got the question paper on the pen drive as he disabled the Wi-fi connection right before the exam. There goes our plan out the window. We had to pull-off something in order to survive the test of time. I just wished that Keith lets us download the paper off our inbox and the next thing I see is the internet working and our dear clerk also gave us the liberty to copy! Strange, I thought but nonetheless, I did not hestitate downloading the paper. Again, I wished that Keith lets us download the file without squealing to the director, Mr. John and he just announced so. I slowly realized that I could read and control minds. WOW! That would multiply into so many things right now, but I had to focus on the exam. I was so excited to use my power. After all, destiny has chosen me to weild this power out of so many odd people on earth. We all stayed low on the radar. But, there was a problem. Our beloved director is always agile to notice even a speck on your screen when he comes down for supervision or even on surveillance, thanks to the morons who tried stealing RAM sticks that would not even fetch 200 bucks. We all thought that the feeling was pure angst against the college. So, I wanted him to just go to some other planet, from this college. My friend just exits the examination lab, heads to the office. Apparently, he was a time-traveler and since I wanted him away, the next thing Mr. John remembers is typing on his laptop in a dense forest with weird tribal people around in the Amazon basin. He froze time too, allowing just our classmates to appear for the exam peacefully. I could have myself made them work to "our" benefit but delegating task is all about teamwork. Aint it? The joy on the faces of the people was similar to that of prisoners when the Correctional Officer was not around. Such is the persona of our director. Too good to be true and I jolted back to reality, reality with all its harsh hues and blues with the director entering in with his trademark "I do not give a flying f**k look". He sticks around until the last ten minutes of the exam.

The exam was a nightmare but I managed to score 19 on 20, somehow, with a bit of tactics and street-smartness. At least I acquired a new skill of maneuvering tactics to pass exams without being pulled up for copying. That is a miraculous power in itself, considering how nerdy I was before joining this college. Time takes us through.

*Document Eraser: A software that erases all your documents every time you either re-start or shut down your computer. Anecdote: Keith apparently has expressed his frustration by turning off the computers during exams, I pity two of my classmates even today.

*In the pic, Keith Kurien, the great during the faculty versus students match. Faculty lost 3-2.

DISCLAIMER: The above story could land me in deep trouble, so all the characters and the story-line are totally fictitious. Just in case, hard work always pays, cheating is just a way to defy the system when some mature people are headstrong to pull you to the abyss, no matter how hard you work. Work hard, in fact, harder! We always recommend that for the long-run.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

The Idol Babble




Its a lazy afternoon on a supposedly busy Tuesday, so, I bunked my macro-economics lecture to sit back and relax and ponder over what really matters at this point of time. Of late, I am addicted to movies like a wasted young person is on crack. As any urban youth, I have multiple questions about my future and the path that lies ahead of me. Nowadays, the marketing efforts of all the programs are aimed towards two things, interest the audiences and make them believe that they can do it too. Whether this talent search really hones your skills or not, I really don't know, but I certainly know one thing, packaging certainly dupes the consumer of what lies within. All the fuss over Amit being selected as the Indian Idol marks the level of fervor and hidden dreams held by the people of a particular community, in this case, the Gorkhas of Siliguri. It is said that Hedonism really makes you plastic, but, the more we have, the more we want. Again, as they say in marketing, wants and needs are what the companies aim at, and with these shows, I just feel that how foolhardy we sometimes can be. Just two years back, when Fame Gurukul was doing its rounds, I overheard a group of young student saying "Kal maine Qazi ke liye 300 rupaiye ke votes diye re", meaning "I've spent 300 bucks just to vote for Qazi". Time and again, the "talent" of these winners have always been questioned, but amidst all this chaos, I realized one smart move by these telly giants.

Point Number one: Choose a person having a humble background. Mix it with pathos, and lo! the dish is red hot to garner oodles of sms'es and concerns.

Point Number two: Have these sporadic tiffs arranged between the judges so that it heats up the environment, as people love seeing famous personalities getting jacked.

Point Number three: Get them to sign record contracts that sensible people do not even mind looking at, but the hype and the way they are marketed appeals mostly to the masses, consisting mostly of lower and middle class homes. They see a winner in themselves, and the long queues during the auditions just goes to prove how instant shot of fame and success can put fool you in the rat-race. 15 minutes of fame is all you get and then, these winners have all the time in the world making petty appearances here and there to show that they are being heard.

Point Number four: We all love altercations and catfights. At the back of our flicking mind, we have this schadenfreude attitude that always draws our attention to the so-called "tamasha" in colloquial. This alone sells like hotcakes and thus, these celebrities do not mind mud-slinging as well. Interesting.

Given the situation, there is no stopping these television producers. Herd mentality is best followed on the silver screen, one apes some foreign show and others follow suit. I dread the day when there would be days sans "saas-bahu" (mother-in-law-daughter-in-law) soaps and full of glitzy and fabricated, lacklustre reality shows that seem unreal at the very thought of it. God bless India!