Wings to Fly, Aiming high!!
Mind of a college going student is a little different. Thanks to Bollywood, all of the movies revolves around romance and love and also depict youngsters getting married and falling in love when in college itself. Luckily there are good enough malayalam movies, which are eye openers to the little enlightenment of these youngsters and also that 'Jawaani' never dies, Courtesy : Mohanlal, Mammooty, Suresh Gopi and Mukesh.
Whats going on through my mind us, Our human minds are always aiming for flying high, how about animals and what about birds who are literally flying high ? Good question... ain't it ? However, I feel, the river fish's ambition maybe to swim in the sea, A dog's ambition would be to guard a 100K Sq. Ft. Castle and a lion's ambition would be to hunt down a mighty elephant down, all alone.
Lets go back to these cases.., Do u think a river fish can ever swim in a sea ? I don't think so, because they're just designed to survive sweet water than the salty one, so what happens if they try it ? they break down. Whereas in the lion's case.., He can't really think of hunting down a tusker by himself, and if he is mistaken somewhere, you'd find the elps tusk right between his ribs.
Whats with us human? We go on and on and on, there is no limit, no boundary, I can think about being a crorepati (Proved in Ek Chaalis ki Last local) overnight. If only we're thinking about flying high, a 32K feet above the ground is fine enough, on a flight, surviving well between the clouds, even then, breathing and eating peacefully.
If at all these artificial stuff hadn't come to picture., how high could we fly ? There's a limit to even us flying, or to make that simple, there was a limit of a coconut tree., thats the maximum that a human can be off ground. By telling this, what am i really trying to convey ? Just that, many artificial stuff has come between human and nature just to destroy humanity. There was no global warming at the time of Adam and Eve. We weren't greedy at their time.
Although am sitting down on a place comforted with an A/c, working on one of the latest technology laptop, i am literally being felt that i am cheated, and also cheating my own self.
Between all this, I would atleast like to thank blogspot for helping me express what am i going through.
Luv,
Dhinu!
The eHuman!
Thats only a dream to be., where as, what do i see now ? Early in the morning, its not the sunlight that really awakens me, but the alaram clock. Sorry to say, Its not even the clock anymore, but the alarm feature on my cell phone..., Its difficult to wake up, and why wont it be? coz, you went to sleep last night switching your laptop off by 12.30 am. Hardly, 6 hours of sleep. Apart from the laziness to wake up, you also snooze your alarm on the cell every 5 minutes.
Off you go to freshen up, an Electric shaver in hand, Soap replaced with Shower gel. Most of us would be there, but soon those who aren't in this club would be here, using the same shower gel, hair gel and perfume and deo. Either sport a Levi's Jeans or get close with a Zodiac or Peter England, you are off to office on either one of the latest model of bikes or car or either more professionally stuck to the corporate bus crowd, which gives you a little more comfort to sleep.
All of us are virtual machines, either stuck to a cell phone or sleeping with our iPods on. I am probably jelous of the comfort that i get when comparing it to the generation before me. I hear the generation before us telling stories of the way they'd been to the mango and cashew nut field. The way they had to cross stream and river to reach school and how their windows opened to the paddy field.
I remember having had a good fall from the swing when playing in the park and how my legs used to be filled with mud on a rainy day, but these days, kids really do miss all this, my niece's playground is her bedroom, she even learned to ride the bicycle in her bedroom.
Where is this world going ? With the start of age of boosing & smoking coming down to the early teens to having white hairs at the age of 20 odd, the average life seems to be less, even less beyond the centuries scored by Sachin. Is there an end to this juggle of life ? Can we as human improve ?
I wonder how can we improve? Can this on going economy crisis get us back to living as human as we always were ? Would this be a blessing in disguise ? We would be finding an answer soon, as soon as in a year or two. This would decide, if we still got to remain a eHuman or probably change over into a LIVEFUL HUMAN. In the meanwhile, i would like to recommend what my daadi maa told me...
M E D I T A T E...
Not last the least, Wish you a happy and a prosperous holi. Go ahead and play holi, hopefully away from your computer screens.
Lots of Luv,
Dhinu!
Commercialization...
I'd been to Guruvayoor recently. I try to keep away from the crowd as much as possible, but this was mom's offering (I've not managed to study her list so far). Am quite religious, Going to the temple don't excite me much, even if there's a lot of a female crowd, Com eon, Atleast there i would like to keep my eyes to the floor instead of hunting for butterflies.
Mom started with her daily chaos of trying to wake me up at as early as 6am on a saturday morning... Perhaps she forgot that, thats the only day i get to sleep for long, The other days of the week where i sleep for long is between breaks, Yes, From my home to the cab, cab to the office and office to the cafeteria is when most of our eyes manage to remain open, rest of the time, its either on the bed or on the office cubicle that we rest our eyes.
Temple Scene : Guruvayoor: Unarguably one of the richest, biggest and famous temple of kerala. Home to many oldies, Perfect location for all the film makers to shoot and probably where all women agrees to be having a single boy friend (Lord Krishna). So whats men's job there ?
I am asked to stand in a que, more than 4000 odd people waiting before me (Its unfortunately a less crowded part of the day) and just before my entry into the temple, i read a Board " MOBILE PHONES, NOT ALLOWED INSIDE THE TEMPLE PREMISES ", which is also read in "change the voice" style in different languages. I walk through a metal detector, where a security guy checks me. ( I wonder, what would i be carrying in one pocket of my shirt), are you thinking where my pants are ? Sorry, I wasn't wearing one, Rather i had to be dressed in the traditional dhoti. Yet the security guys, checked all the men of their thighs and butts (Saala Homo).
Mind you, this is the month of march and the time is around 9.30 am in the morning and i am still waiting behind approx 4K and the sun, seems even hotter than a mid-day sun at other parts of the world.
I was almost down and out and instead of shouting out Pepsi, Coke or mineral water, i asked mom if i can get some Sambaaram (buttermilk), mom looked and me and grinned..., "I wish i too could have some... " She said..
A wait was finally coming to an end, when the que started squeezing into the main temple area. "Krishnaaa... Guruvayooor appa.... " was being heard from all over, I heard it, but dont know if Lord Krishna did really manage to pay attention to each and everyone, however, i too called him within heart.., as it is, not many manage to hear me, my voices falling on deaf ears is nothing new, i wanted some hopes for these cries of mine not be fallen on deaf ears atleast.
In between all of these, there were security guards monitoring the lines and asking people to squeeze into every possible place that you find. No matter if u're waist size is 26 or 38. I was finally there, Right infront of the Nada (thats where the idol is kept), a blink of the eyes and it was all over. The wait of 2 hours in a line, empty stomach all ended in 2 seconds... Those securities there were pulling and pushing people as if i was the North and South pole of a same magnet.. T R A N S F O R M A T I O N man....
Could not do much about it, But i had to remember that there were 4K people ahead of me and probably another 8K behind me. Once i was out from the main temple area, I felt as if i came out from a dungeon. It was so suffocating inside. I'd to come and pray., " Thank you Bhagwan, Atleast you take that none of your devotees, run out of oxygen..."
Then it was all about getting prasadam.., Nothing extra ordinary, even if you go to any other temples, you'll have to pay and get prasadam. Little outside the temple, i also see another board "Now, Thirupathi in Kerala... " Amazing naa ? If i know geography well (i know that i dont have to travel from Bangalore to Goa Via Chennai), Thirupathi is somewhere in Andhra , Close to TN border, But how does this logic suffice ? In short, they'd have it more commercialised saying...
" Minting started in Kerala... Like in Andhra.." should be an equivalent to the board that i read.
I've not been to Thirupathi or Sabrimala, But i dont think it would be any different. I also heard that one has to take a token for getting a darshan at Thirupathi. Hmm.. We are quite used to bribing, to see the doctor, bribe the compounder, to see the officer, bribe the peon. So here too.. bribe the pandit and temple to see god. All is fair till there are sinners, like the one who is glued to this blog.
On the way back, I had a brief conversation with mom, "Why did you get me to this temple ? " Even after knowing that i try to keep away from crowded places and at times these kind of surrounding can also get me Asthma... Her reply was., some astro suggested her to take me there and pray, coz i have a lot of Doshams. Amused... ??
I was amused., some person told that i've a lot of doshams and he says it would be cured if i go and pray at Guruvayoor ? Surprising... isn't it ? I just got a little more curious and asked her what else have you offered ? She told me some 4-5 temple names. 3 of them in the surrounding and 1 was a little far away, probably another half a day's trip.
And there were a lot of pooja's to be performed in each of these temples ranging between 1K to 2K each temple., for a moment i was wondering.., does this astro gets a commission from these temples? coz, he always asked mom to take a receipt of poojas that has to be performed and give the slip to the pandit there and it would be taken care of.
For a person who lives in a city and close to all the good word in the world like Recession, Business, Commission, Economy and so on, It does look like commercialization in the name of god. The Astro gets his commission from temple, The temple would be giving out bulk order to these offerings suppliers (incense sticks, oil, lamp) etc.
In another instance, the same astro had asked to conduct a weekly offering for almost 21 weeks in 3 times, which makes it 21 x 3 (63 weeks, Almost 16 months, which is 1 year+) .
And guess what...., I guess all these are tax free. :-)
Is it just that people are getting more dumb, or is it just the temples are pandits are getting smarter or on the other hand, are the listof sinners increasing ?
Whatever be the case.... Its commercialization in silence....
Help yourself by destroying yourself
You'd be thinking that am a saddist and only then ending up with an heading as such.
Nope, am not giving you gyaan, but just pointing my view towards the attacks yesterday on the Sri Lankan team. In a way, ICC should be thanking the terrorist., they (ICC) now dont have to put thoughts to schedule the ICC mini world cup or not even think of world cup 2011 at Pakistan.
I feel so sorry for the Lankan team, Wish all the injured players a very speedy recovery.
What has exactly yesterday's terrorist attack to prove...
Playing Cricket is Un-Islamic. (No idea, under which section, or Fatwa) How come the terrorist have had an alarm clock ringing at the back of their head as soon as 100 years of cricket and more than 50 years of Pakistani cricket ?
I feel otherwise., we seen that the terrorist had missile launchers during the attack yesterday, if so, how come they just fired once and it was missed ? and we can very well understand the consequence of a missile hitting a bus. This was all done very intentionally, that is to draw off attention from the ongoing debate about the 26/11 attacks.
Pakistan wants to prove to the world that, we are equal victims of terrorism and wanted to prove in a big way. This could not have been a better stage for them to prove it. Cricket is closely watched in the sub-continent, Nothing else can penetrate hearts of people other than attacks on the cricketers to forget 26/11.
I wonder why are they so inhuman, They've just to say that we are doing it for Muslims worldwide, for our peace and so on. I've only this to say...
"Bombing for Peace is like., F***ing for Virginity..."
Rgds....
ME
To whomso ever it may concern
When we share the same light & breath,
When we share the same moment,
Let there be a moment, where my eyes only find the depth of your beauty,
Let there be a moment, When i hear not a single word, apart from your silence.
When nothing alas comes in between me and you..,
Let the moment be special, Let it be at its best...."
This was ideally supposed to be for the best gal that i come across... In anycase, the best of gal who was supposed to be reading it, is reading it, Please excuse for making it public. There's a real lot in those lines, Can you guess, what was i talking about in the first 2 lines ? Well, I was talking about kissing my sweetheart., We could only share the same moment and same light when our eyes met, so close that, our lips too aren't away from each other.
How about the second one? any guesses ? I'll leave for you guys to comment. Come out with some creative ideas.
On a serious note, i put someone in a situation which was me opting her to choose between a kaak and a lakh. Amazingly, muje tho sirf kaak naseeb hua and usse, shayad lakh. I asked my little Cat (CAT is back) to stay or leave, But, kat fancies something else., Eveything fell on deaf ears and she parted. Nope, I asked her to part off.
So my belief of "After midnight, Morning would come..." accidentally happens to be fake so far, Is it a sort of night which doesn't have a morning at all ? Or is the wait for morning too long ? Hmm... maybe its just seeming to be long and me was running out of patience. Hence decided to break open the cocoon before it turned out to be a butterfly.
Well well, This is going hey wire, a boozed night was no different, I'd a similiar thought process.On thinking nothing, but trying to make sense by adding wrong words to mean something.
Basically, I wanted to confuse my readers... Please do bang your head against the wall and if at all if someone makes sense out of it..., please please please let me know...
Luv,
Dhinu!
