The Shapes of Clay...

REMINISCENCE........A trip for self- discovery

2011-04-13T12:27:00.001-07:00

Well we all have been there or here.....am bit confused about what to use. Just turning the wheels of time in our head and here you are.Well i did the same and when i arrived here i met a stranger,someone i never met before ,someone i never heard from,someone who never wrote to me and and someone who has been missing from my story.

Assuming that he is not the chatterbox type, i thought of taking the initiative and talk to him but what i got was a scornful look.This got me thinking maybe we have met,maybe he got some wrong info from someone about me ....WTH....well at least i am famous.Then he slowing walked towards me ,and asked -”Do you remember me?”. I replied in negetive and expected to listen jibber-jabber for not remembering a certain person,of which i am accused often,He laughed with evil,with intent,with pity or maybe with contempt ,i'm not sure what i saw in his eyes. Suddenly i recognized him,he was my companion for every moment of my life ..he was..he was ...my soul.
Its been so long that i have not payed heed to what he had to say that i have completely forsaken him. Well i got too busy competing with others,dealing with faliures,with personel problems that the inner voice of myself was lost somewhere. Makes me wonder why was i in such a hurry to fit in,to make as many friends as i can (adversaries were purely accidental and situational) ,to party hard and work even harder,all the socialising on facebook and twitter,random calls to friends ,the heartbreaks and the damaged relationships,craving for gadgets,hiding among programming books and what not by doing everything others are doing and look now i am lost..misplaced and confused amid the pretty messed up combination varied emotions of ego,envy,anger,love,agony the list is neverending.
Number of times i have wished to be the kid who was happy with a bar of candy,when winning or loosing was not above friends,when little things mattered more that the less important ones. The moments when race was the one that ended,the heartbreaks were confined to a comic book,worst fear in the world was mom's trashing for not doing my homework. Those were the days when the time at hand was more than required to do all the stuff i wanted,fights and quarrels were settled by a choclate bar. The life was much simpler and we were the kids who could dream of anything. And now the question we ask are “Why he is got the better job?” or “what will get out of helping you?” i can go on for hours.Now leave others we don't even have time for ourselves. We just race mindlessly to push others back. Today fights and indifferences runs too deep to seek redemption. No wonder i lost myself,forgotten and forsaken the very essense of me. But now i wish to be a simpleton again,uncomplicated,untangled and innocent.
I want to sleep with my head on my mother's lap and feel the sense of saftety again. I want to be free from malice and manipulation,free from the sense of insecurity,free from ties free from opinions. I want to try and become at least half the person i was. I want to dream the impossible,to do the impossible and to be happy and make others happy. For i hate what i am or rather who i have become.........

Time to stand for something..........

2011-04-06T13:29:00.000-07:00

Its been days since i wrote something of in the matter of fact anything at all on the blog,frankly saying i had nothing absolutely nothing at all to share.There have been instances of strong urge to write and i consider it one of the purest form of expression,with no hesitation or inhibition about sharing my views without worrying about what other person may think or perceive ,there was nothing that i would have liked to share with others.There is a lot of buzz around in college with people distributing pamphlets,showing facts and anger about corruption,carrying hand bands around in support of 'jan-lokpal' bill.
I have no doubts about the idea being very noble and being waited for a very long time. Being a member of a educated community i am aware about the frustration in the youth about the corruption in our political system.But i have my questions and doubts.Are we not hurrying this matter.The people who are drafting the bill also consists of people who have been the part of the system,most of them retired,my question to them-why come up now? They had plenty of opportunities to do the same during years they served under the system. If anyone answers that they have never encountered any such incidents or occasion that will be white lie.
The country have the population of more than 1.15 billion people who in belong to different economic and cultural stratas ,majority of them too worried about survival than anything else.With most of them situated in villages and desperate for basic amenities of life such as electricity ,education and health care with their votes decided unfortunately by cast politics and sometimes by who is paying more money.I just wonder if these people engulfed in the mathematics of survival will ever be able to understand the issue fully.I am among those many people who on their dinner table may discuss politics and bad state of affairs in the country and sometimes blame the system for the irregularities,but will hardly take a step thinking "its not gonna make any difference".For people like me every political party stands for the anything but the good of people.Its not the India i would have liked to inherit from my earlier generation but lets face it we are not going anywhere.There may be an outcry right now,protests and media coverage but i think all this will die out in time,only way to sustain and to give ourselves any hope of a better and free future is to involve ourselves in this struggle. We have celebrating the independence from British every year but in reality the struggle is going on ,not against the outsiders but against ourselves ,our mindset and our indifference.Just last weekend we were united to celebrate the victory in cricket,but this kind of unity is not there for freedom.In victory we stand united but for struggle we want others to do our laundry.
If i say that i am a full believer of the bill it would be being dishonest,how can i believe that all politicians can sign their own death sentence,how can i believe that any human can not be corrupted or influenced by power at their disposal,and a how a law so powerful can not be misused- i have my doubts.I don't intend to disrespect any intension or the values against the struggle, but our already overburdened and slow judicial system changing in an instant and taking highway by just a swing of the wand doesn't go down my throat easily.All i can derive from this movement is inspiration from Anna Hazare ,to stand for something,to stand for our beliefs,to stand for our education that we received.The crusade is just started and will witness many ups and downs before it reaches its epitome,but our part is not just by signing protest letter ,carrying hand bands or holding public demonstrations the impact have to run deeper.To change the system we have to know about it,how complex it is and make people aware about them.Only then we will be fully prepared to embrace the struggle and more than anything else the Idea.The quest should result in true freedom.Even the fraction of impact for which Anna Hazare stands for will make a difference. I may not go saying slogans,doing demonstrations or carrying hand bands but i will do my part by understanding the system ,by telling others to do the same and by spreading the idea because only if the idea is embraced we will embrace the value of this Vendetta.
I would like to end by quoting from one of my all time favorite movies -"The government should be afraid of people,people should not be afraid of their government".
I hope i made and impact even if its for a second my work is done.

The Lame Joke...........

2011-02-18T20:22:00.000-08:00

"Anything that happens once can not happen again.But everything that happens twice will surely happens third time" these are the words from the famous book The Alchemist.
   So many phenomenons of our daily lives follow the principle to the word.Take for example the corruption and monetary scandals that comes under the scanner with every change in top administration  in our country, but these are the official figures which in our country are used just to satisfy the people that everything is normal. These scams are becoming so regular that i will not be wrong to think, a new channel dedicated to scams and a regular scams page on our newspapers will beat any form of entertainment available to us. Even there should be an Oscars or Grammy for scams.It is one the basic elements like air,water,earth and fire essential for the survival of quintessential black economy in our country and of course the swiss banks.The very essential part of our culture is family, evident from the  fact that even the distant relatives of our politicians share the spoils of their hard work.Even the old tradition of passing on the family heirloom as one retires from the professional life can be recognized from the similar surnames in the political arena that i am sure even our grandfathers were familiar with.
   Bills like "Empowerment of women" not a very imperative requirement of our society takes 14 years to see the light ,and on the other hand consider this "if you have consistently missed your targets,not contributed much at important meetings,created disruptive scenes at workplace and are short on attendance, what do you think your employer will do ?" the answer is beyond doubt , you will get a 300 percent rise in your salary if your employer is Indian Voters for working 28 hours per session on an average.Bills that affect just 543 under privileged people just take few minutes to pass ,while bills concerning millions of highly privileged people will as always sit in shadows.And if a bill guarantee a perennial supply of votes and loyalty( "read reservation") then it can be passed easily by the law makers based on data so new that even latest series of Nokia phones will look old. Well who wouldn't want to work in the perfect profession that don't require any educational qualification,you just need to know how to repeatedly con people with just the words  and promises.In case you are caught in the act by not so honest people due to the lack in skills of deception, not to worry , a non -violent mode of protest named as "band" which ,affects only minor section of population,is good for economy and provide much sought after break resulting in higher productivity is at hand.And what to say of the work place ,more happening than any of the European night clubs with stormy sessions all the time to the tune of drums.With around 5.25 crores (official figure ) spent on a day's working to maintain the workplace for people who are getting major portion of job done, bickering pointlessly and maybe sometimes sleeping, through the whole session.Not to forget the self analysed work appraisals and the assurance of a simple life for their coming generation and job security along with satisfaction of being famous.It still makes me wonder why i youth of our country repel such a noble and fruitful profession.
   Well people say i am slightly opinionated so but here i would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Gandhi and Mr. Nehru and many others ( not all) for providing us the freedom that we needed and the Party that is too loved to be disposed of even in our wildest of dreams.

Disclaimer : " The whole post is not to be taken seriously,as its views of a highly opinionated person. All facts mentioned here along with the views are pure work of fiction and any resemblance to views of any living or dead person is purely accidental.Consider it as a lame joke"