India ki mat le meri jaan.

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Scene 1: My day starts off at 10 AM, I get ready, do my daily course of mail checks and visit the nearest coffee shop to meet friends. On one such day, I meet this new guy, investment banker. That’s some really lucrative job one could get. He tells us his credentials and it took me quite sometime to have my next sip of coffee. I ask him about his job and it seems to be more or less his life and he’s happy to be on a money minting scheme. I see him call for the check and look at his plate only to see that he hasn’t even started to eat what he had ordered. I ask him why and he says, the food is not fancy here.

Scene 2: I usually walk in the evenings, a lot off late, though my physical appearance fails to justify that. The common day scenario includes children coming back to their fortress, teenagers smoking away to glory, young adults finding their so called true love in someone and families, well, its family time. I ask one of my young friends near a pan shop if he has 5 minutes of time to help me find a place nearby, What does he do? Throws away his smoke and helps me find the place.

Yes, I’m being obvious. But being obvious is just not enough for us Indians, is it? No, I’m not going to be gaping about anti-corruption but to instill responsibility.

As a human, you do have pride, ego, maybe a fat paycheck and umpteen attitude, but that doesn’t stop you from having common sense. Yes, common sense is a rare commodity these days because its not a gift but a punishment, for you may have to deal with everyone who doesn’t have it.

I see people go to the US of A and suddenly talk about living life king size, neat roads and a happy neighborhood. What made you dim witted beings to realize that? Because there in the US, people don’t care about each other. They care for themselves and their lives. Try doing that in India and you’re one of “them”.

Its like you are trying to win a war against yourself in India. You try doing something worthwhile, there will be people who might help you out but I can assure you of souls standing there, looking at you, cracking jokes and filling their already narrow minded heads with assumptions and judgments and if you finally do break the taboo and achieve something, Congratulations, you’ve just been upgraded to the next level of being a Rebel.

No, I’m not saying throw your waste in the bins, never waste food, trying donating money, plant a tree, or even to help make someone study. All I’m asking is, stop complaining about others when you have a fault in yourself. Try something new, for instance, this really awesome thing which people fear to inherit called social responsibility.

Gandhi ji tried to inculcate ahimsa among us, which is probably the world’s greatest weapon. Our value and tradition rich country in return, honored him with his picture on every currency note. Isn’t it pretty ironical that his smile on a paper is the soul reason a lot of us make others lives miserable and unhappy?

Finally, I end with simple thought which came through my mind. When you burn or tear a notebook, there is a child really looking forward to write his first words. When you are wasting food, there is one soul who cannot afford clean drinking water, when you litter your roads, there is always a cleaner cursing you. Life is not all about making big money. Its about being aware of what’s happening around you when you try achieving your personal goals. If it wasn’t that simple, try not studying but working from tomorrow for there is no difference between an illiterate and a literate imbecile.

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33% of nonsense.

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So, I get on to this heavily crowded 23C bus at Teynampet, Chennai and look at 4 seats empty. I look at all the men standing there and all they’re up to, is to wait for women to adjust and sit besides one another but to no avail. I turn up trying to be the savior and get the nasty look from all of the ladies. I go to the conductor and complain about it, and he says, ‘aren’t you man enough to stand through your bus route?’ 

No, I’m not saying, don’t be chivalrous and offer your seat or offer help to a woman, but not at the cost of them overruling men. Women always get the better out in an argument, let it be sentiment or in general, they always get the ruling on their terms and desires.

Coming to the point, why a reservation of 33% to women? Why does a bus have 5 rows reserved for them? Why do they get special treatment? Is it because they are a minority? Or is it just because they’re women? I need serious answers to this, based on current facts. Not on factorial data collected when my grandmother was in her early periods.

They claim to be the future to the world. Demand power and responsibility more than anyone else. From Indira Gandhi Ji to Ms. Indra Nooyi, every woman is an inspiration by herself but why in the name of god does the country have to reserve 33% to women? If you claim to be equal to men, and can get your bread and butter working in the same company in a cubicle adjacent to a man, what makes you deserve 33% of extra goodies?

I’m not being a chauvinist, nor a narrow-minded idiot supporting the atrocities men are causing women at various parts of our tradition rich country. I standby the idea of education to all and hope to be a part of this movement sometime in my life, but reservations are something I’d kill myself to be removed altogether.

If one claims to be equal, prove it to the world. I had put up a status on FB earlier this week to test the response from women. It was this ‘Women are a lucky breed. You study, you marry a bright and smart guy. You don’t study, you still get married to a rich, bright and a smart guy.’ and you should have seen the comments. It varied from ‘Do I have to quit my Million dollar research for a guy’ and ‘Men are the soul reason for us to not achieve our goals.’

Why do men have to get blamed for your weakness? You as a person stand by yourself and work for your future. So what if a man is trying to suppress you? Does it mean you aren’t good enough to take over a life you’ve always wanted? In that case, you don’t deserve a dream to look forward to.

I’d settle for 33% of extra cheese cake but never reservation especially for the opposite sex when they claim to be equals. I’ve been a victim of reservations myself. Under deserving people make it to the top, which is why I’m against this and will stand by this word till my power chord is intact.

Thanks for reading this, if you are outraged, please go comment and vent your anger. If not, please visit this place again.

OMG

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With this humongous pile of work and a headache which will haunt me for the next couple of hours, I come up with an interesting review about a really interesting movie. OMG as it says is actually OMG like. Yes, I squeaked like an 18-year-old.

Paresh rawal, Akshay kumar, Mithun da as the lead actors in this film which also has other respectable cast and crew has a lot of meaning and sense to it.

Reality cinema has always been a huge gamble for film makers and this movie is no less. Its attack on Religious sentiments seems to be pretty fair and I’m actually surprised that there hasn’t been a revolt of any kind all through the country, leave alone the world. The plot revolves around Paresh Rawal, a normal business man who sells idols of gods and goddesses by making up stories just to sweeten his meal. In a world filled with god fearing persons, paresh sets his tone loud and clear of him being a god believer and not someone who believes in a black statue which is being treated with special rituals.

A very interesting story line with a perfect cast can be the ideal day at office for a film maker and he’s exploited this situation very well. Paresh loses his entire business due to an earthquake and starts off a journey blaming god and his so-called servants. The story is about his stride against preachers of god who portray him as a materialistic attention monger.

What impressed me in the movie is the quality of the script and the screenplay. Akshay kumar for once actually did justice to the cinema barring his silly second grade jokes and imitations. It’s not the big money which gives great movies but a great will and a vision to make such classy cinema.

On that note, I leave you all with something I’ve learned of this movie. Start loving yourself before you love others, and be god loving, not god fearing.