Aal iz Well !!

The Siege Remembered

It's almost a year since the tragic day. The newspapers,television and magazines were rife with people recounting the horror of those unforgettable 62 hours of siege. As I went through those tragic experiences, I couldn't help myself from being pulled back into time. I even had nightmares at times. As I read the newspaper today, one news that really moved me was the interview of Major Unnikrishnan's parents. One of the papers quoted his parents saying, "We all want a Bhagat Singh, but only in our neighbour's house". A year has passed, how secure are we today? I for sure, do not feel any safer. The situation in our neighbourhood has deteriorated even further. As a citizen, I exercise my voting right and remain vigilant of my surrounding. I just hope our nodal agencies become more vigilant as well,our politicians start being more accountable and our government start acting strong. I don't want to take refuge behind the silhouette of the spirit of Mumbai. All my respect goes to the brave NSG commandos and police officers who laid their lives so that the rest of us can live in peace.

Nuptial Harmonica !!

It seems nuptial chords are in the air these days. We keep getting invitations day in and day out from near and far ones for their marriage. A very close friend of mine is getting married on 29t Nov and my cousin is seriously hunting for a prospective bride. At times, and these days most of the times, I find myself amidst these soon and hopefully soon categories. But where do I fit in? I've got no answers to this. My parents would obviously wait for another couple of years, thanks to my higher studies. I keep questioning this, In-laws meet in-laws policy. I mean, how does a guy marry someone his parents like without he himself knowing the girl completely and liking her? Seems and sounds preposterous, but that's the way things are. Au Contraire, I think arranged marriages are more successful. Last week, on a lazy day off, I happened to watch "Whats Your Rashee". The movie helped me kill my time but kindled this thought in me as to what's going to be my criteria for selecting a bride. I do not have a definite answer as yet. But I shall definitely have one pretty soon.

It's in the Air

It's in the Air. I do not know. But somewhere something, I do get a feeling that things are happenning and they are happenning for the better. So there goes my life. Office really sucks these days with most of my friends planning to move out. I am in the midst of my B school applications and hopefully should bag in a few admits..I guess one of the last thing an idiot like me can get. I took a day off today for some work but believe me, being at home without internet is really bad. Not that am a chataholic but it gives me a comfort of having too much of knowledge at my disposal. Now that the fourth light on my router has blinked, I am logged on to my laptop and on this blog. I guess, I spend a lot too much time with my laptop. Atleast, am sure that if I had a gf, she would have cursed my laptop for seeking all the attention that she deserved. So there...it is almost 7 and with the Shabarimala season having just started, I need to follow the routine of taking bath twice a day and perform the pooja at home. Have got an added responsibility these days of cooking food. A blessing in disguise I guess. Who knows if I end up being a cook five years down the line. I would mind the least if it pays me well...Life's fine otherwise with hell lot of things to keep me busy..but somewhere there is a link missing which is not helping my cause. For, it does not allow me to see it in entirety. I think, I will soon find this missing link. It should be somewhere..and am sure, it's in the Air...

Happily Independent or Independently Happy ?

As the car came to a steady halt just as the signal turned red, I peeked out of the window. Independence Day was fast approaching and as usual there was this “something special so to say” feeling in the air. To say the least, what I saw completely astounded me.  A street kid was running haplessly from car to car, trying to sell the Independence day flags. He wore a deserted look and seemed as if he had not seen water for many days. The streets of Mumbai greet you with many such faces. We all know it is a huge trafficking racket that’s at play but no one has yet bothered to look into it. Begging has become a multi crore industry. Whatever it be, it is that child’s life that’s at stake. As I shifted my attention to a huge hoarding on the other side of the road, I glanced upon some political statements. The banner read that the Government is responsible for the price rise. I pitied myself for the ignorance our politicians oozed. Certainly the government is not responsible for deficient monsoon. I agree that it can definitely control illegal stocking of food but certainly not be willing to raise the price of dal to Rs 100 per kg. 62 years after Independence this is what greets me. Way to Go !! We still haven’t matured enough to look beyond our petty issues and think of the well being of our nation as a whole. Things are certainly improving but the growth would be accelerated if the people who have public’s faith , speak the right language. To me, I always believe in what Gandhiji said, “ Be the change you wish to See”. There cannot be a better situation to apply this. The signal has just turned green and my journey continues.

Thought- Less Thought Over

It has been quite some days now, in fact weeks. I am yet to grope with the stark reality that my life as of today is without any purpose. I am shockingly surprised but equally astonished to never have this thought run through my benumbed mind even once. It finally took me a couple of books and quite some introspection to realize the gravity of the problem. If I would be asked this question as to what would I be doing 10 years down the line, I would not have any clear answer. Nor do I know why I am doing what I am doing. It hardly takes some time to realize that I have no clear-cut purpose chalked out.

But isn’t it the way most of us live? I mean who bothers about all these supposedly pseudo spiritual stuff. But then, I guess, it is better to have some sense extracted out of life rather than living in our own microcosm. For the next few days, maybe weeks or months, I would be pre occupied with this thought. For I know, it is something that I need an answer to.