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Fallacies - Day 1

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Sat, 20 Aug 2011 07:38:00 +0000

After a long time...
Its like a bear waking up from its hibernation, Man kind reaching heights of evolution, such is the time since I last wrote what was in my mind.
Masters program is not the enemy here for he tried teaching me express myself in new ways. I started speaking new languages and english became a banal language.
For I'm a man who cherished and fantacised english for a long time, seem to have forgotten the natural taste. A language that became part of human life, evolving together with age without getting tarnished, without losing its charm, has somehow been cornered by languages that make humans think less and make lazy. What is the reason all these single lettered languages became so important in my life that I forgot how to live one?

To be honest, I should not blame the languages that cornered english, for I was given a choice, a choice that I knew before, it took me so long to realise as to why I made the choice. Perhaps, The Oracle was right. You have already made all your choices, you are living your life just to understand and realise why you made all those choices. Its a characteristic of my brain that had an inherent fetish in learning new things, never realised its cornering old things to the corner. Till now I made an excuse quoting wordsworths' words "You always cut it short to let it grow again" and since now it has been true in practical life.

Perhaps the serene silence infront of me might have sent in some impulses to my brain to express in words, which the single lettered languages lack. Is a person supposed to express this silence in a language that can be reproduced later by some other brain? Can those lines of code send in the same emotions?

Well if emotions are just a stimulus to the changes in the environment and if they are ultimately going to be conveyed to the brain as electric impulses then why not feed the samething directly? What is the problem in that? In a group of children you had to shout at the top of your voice for silence.If you have to curb violence you had to take it in your hands.

Am I making excuses for myself for being part of this empty world of mine? Has life taken a toll on me? What happened to the unflinching, untettered personality in everybody. People cross legs while running marathon, yeah who does not? Why shouldn't they?''

-A

Kingmaker - The Joseph version.

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 21:26:00 +0000

The ape descendant creature was at his 80's. One of the big shots in his society and entered into forbes list of wealthiest men at the age of 30. He realised that he has succesully taken a huge leap in accomplishing his first step in revolutionising his country. He aimed in a system that was devoid of everything that the current system possess. Owing to the limited space available in this universe I neglect the longgg list of incosistencies and holes that exists in the current system. His first step of gathering his own army to wage a war against the current system was accomplished.

He had his plan formulated with atmost intricacies as technology and people evolved along with the system. His plans were layed out,but were revealed to none, for distant future that his aim in reforming the system would on no probable event might fail. All he did was to hunt for the best minds in the world and gathered them around him, funded them, trained them with the right knowledge, and teached them the philosophy that he follows - 'Socialism'. He was very particular in choosing his candidates to act as a support for his plan. All he did was to give an inception to what he had already planned. He briefed his entire plan to his battalion which stood in amazement. With his plans in progress through some of the best minds in the world
that he chose, he planned to make his egress.At the fall of this one ape descendant creature the entire nation filled itself with tears while a bunch of reformists realised their next step.All that he formed was no terrorist organization aiming for the reign of a religion throughtout the world nor communist community fighting for meaningless impractical issues.

All that he left over after his death was his battalion and his memoir...

Kingmaker- The Young Guy...

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 21:12:00 +0000

The young chicken finished his college that has got no mentions to be made. It was yet another college in which one could study. It was probably one of the gravest mistakes that the younker thought he did to ruin his life. His youthful life was fraught with all bad memories that the younker never even wished to recollect. 'Purgatory' was the only name that he could give to his college, probably because of the college management trying to disproove darwin, failing to exhibit signs of evolution after 18th century. It was during this period that the young guy went out to be a nomadic- First act of search in darkness. Trying to find the reason why he was born, the question that popped in every rational mind, the purpose of existence. He sauntered in an aimless fashion yondering around places. Even though being placed himself in a reputed company he felt a huge space in him, a space that ought to be filled to complete the answer for his questions.

One day accidentally he stumbled onto a book that made him fill the gap. It was about a revolutionary who saved the entire country from the clutches of united states of america. The revolutionary is now considered to be the edifice of communism, it was neither carl marx nor fidel castro. The younker was suffering from low latent inhibition a state that would make brain to open more to external stimulus. This might be one of the reasons for his attitude towards the change in the system. As a result he views each and everything in detail and analyses the consequences of expecting a change in the system. The state of low latent inhibition might cause a person to psychotic or to be of atmost creative, but the young was a collage of the two.

The younker with his mustache and beard started to roam around searching for renevations that need to be made to the system. He was into the act of fault finding in a system that eventually proved to be a fault in its entirety. It had the characteristics of crushing the poor and making the useless to flourish. The fact is that useless creatures that were considered to be useless actually exhibited serious signs of intelligence that one among the fools even made huge profits in the railway sector of a nation. The subversive mind looked upon his society with disdain. He loathed the system to such an extent that he started to hate each of the basic elements of the system. One day a bulb started to glow and illuminated ideas in him that others would think 'frivolous'.

Kingmaker - Schooling.

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Wed, 06 Jul 2011 22:57:00 +0000

The next year he was in a school that was at the heart of the city with full exposure to good knowledge. The art of cramping up facts, a knowledge still considered to be on par to what einstein did to humanity.Aiming for a better aesthatics the boy entered the school with cherubic spirits (with a a circle around his head). But the school turned out to be a store house of mockery, scorn,scoff in what ever way you put it. He was bullied and was sent out of the class- First act of impuissance under ingnorance. The right simile that could be given for this situation could be like 'putting a hot heavy iron rod through one's buttocks'. He got stranded and was left all alone with full of challenges to be accomplished to save his dignity. It was at his ninth grade that the boy realised his true potential - nothing. It was like the crude of reality whirling around him.

Mathematics was what brought back his respect and dignity. It was a math test which was not anounced of its coming, that made him start to peel off the rust around his brain. Since it exhibited no activities from his early childhood and was as fresh as an unused cabbage it started to show some instant reactions to some of the impulses that were sent to it refering a math problem that was given to solve. The boy solved it in a way that none in the class thought off, the fledgling's right brain started to flex its muscles and said in the most coloquial way 'Sappa matter machi...'. The act of praise and adulation made him work more towards his academics and the boy finished his schooling in way that was never expected.

Kingmaker - 10-16

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Wed, 06 Jul 2011 22:52:00 +0000

The image of the family never 'faltered' him for he was a boy of very young age to understand such complex human emotions. He had the conscience that he was not performing well in his academics but he couldn't help it in anyway for he had no habit of reading books nor devoting some time for academics. All his activities were directed in a single direction 'Hedonism'. He was provided with facilities and the food to cherish and a good amount of 'bad' friends to eulogise about him in his presence and disparage him at his absence. To be true he was what he was said at his back. His parents fearing their son's current stature and again in an attempt to provide better education decided to move to an even more sophisticated life style. It was a life style that exhibited these characteristics - Living in multi storey buildings having a colony like thing and form an association for the colony and a 'legacy' club for the colony where only the colony members are allowed to join and participate in what is called 'recreational activities'(One can argue with atmost confidence that these colony members have their descendants from africa for they exhibit the worst tribal form of entertainment like running around a chair).

Their first attempt initially failed as the boy was not accepted in any of the schools that were in the 'sophisticated' lifestyle prone section of their state. One of his aunts had great influence in a school and that the head mistress of the school accepted to take the ward even though he pathetically failed to fulfill any of their criteria. But the boy refused to join the school-First act of dignity. In an attempt to vent out his sorrow and anger towards him he went inside a room and started to weep badly for he was an ordinary boy without much productivity- a nincompoop.

World is cruel

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Wed, 20 Oct 2010 08:10:00 +0000

Bulb Series:
These are the conversations between A and rest of the world.

(Professor while giving out answer scripts)
Prof: (Sees a paper and scratches his head) ?????
Prof: There is a lot of alphabets in this name. Who is this guy???
(The entire class blinks)
A:That is me sir.
Prof:???? Really?

(1st series of bulbs breaks)

(To an officer of police)
A:Hello Sir. I need a shuttle service to go back home.
Officer: Can I see your ID?
A:Sure(gives his ID)
Officer:(Looks at the ID. Perplexed!) You didn't know to spell your name until you were 17. Am I right?

2nd Series of bulbs

(A talking to a counselor)
Counselor: Can I see your resume.
A:Sure sir(Hands over the resume)
Counselor:(Again gets perplexed) Does everybody tease you the first time they see your name??? (And roars into laughter)

One big giant bulb breaks at the top of A's Head.
World is cruel.

Note: A= Ananthanarayanan,Ajai Sankaranarayanan.

Kingmaker-The Amateur

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 19:24:00 +0000

Who is a kingmaker? I ask this question quiet often when i hear it in movies and read it in novels.

On November 11th 1980 a boy was born in a family which was in the brink of its poverty. Even though both the beings of the family earned, it was quite a tough job, like pushing a mountain with a finger, to make both the ends meet. They were not the one who were termed as "a family below the povery line" as stated by the drinking class of the society, but was on the level that a naivette like me would refer as 'were at their lower level of middle class'. Even a chocolate for the kid was tough for they have to put a budget to buy one. The Father was quite enough educated man, but not quite enough to the level what he could have studied(!!), and the mother was too a decently educated women, quite a lot educated considering her childhood circumstances and family background. With atmost caressing of the child he grew to be well mannered, etiquette conscious boy for his age. Since they were put up in a country side the lady mother wanted her son to get a better education. Hence in an effort to provide a better education, by better education what they mean of is to join the kid in a school which lodges over a 1000 children and handful of 'most' useless teachers,the family moved on to the urban side. But, on the contrary the boy began to show an evolutionary pattern that was not expected. He made himselves accompanied or engulfed in bad company and studied nothing. Worries started to haunt their minds and tears rolled over their eyes but the boy exhibited only a single emotion 'Eternal happiness', a happiness that one would get one realised that he has acheived everything in his life, a happiness that one would get if one is being symbolised as a hero, Of course the boy was not of that sort.It was during his fifth grade he saw the cry of this father for the first time when things began to fall out of his hand. The sight is still filled as a horrified image in the boy's head, probably an animation. He saw the whole collapse of his family when he atlast saw his mother crying, crying out desperately, but in a clandestine manner without showing her emotions to the boy child, for the sole reason that his son was going in the wrong direction.

Patriotism

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Tue, 20 Jul 2010 16:13:00 +0000

What is patriotism? - A conventional art of kissing the ground and its inmates. The property of the mind in thinking that it owned the land in which it lived. It is the driving force that makes the mind to think that a 'foreigner( one who does not belong to that land)' who comes in with a thought of living, to extradite in order to safe guard one's land. All my inquisitiveness culminates in the form of one single question- In what way you own the land? The place that you live in? You own it just because you were born in it? Will you give the right of your freedom to your parents just because it is they who bought you to this world?

It is actually so stupid like the above question to talk about patriotism. Why does man think he belongs to a particular land marked by boundaries? Just because he is under a complex system? Why does he belong to a complex system? To drive him in the right direction? So one hasn't got the personal intentions of being righteous and truthful? So in the evolution of man kind he has rightly understood that he wont be exhibiting sanity and honesty.

Why do you actually want to follow a law, a rule, a system when you don't want to? So what's the root cause in making all these systems, laws, rules? The need in all these dogmas with man being the creator of laws and crimes?

What follows is nothing but an insane attempt in putting my thoughts in words about land-kissing ape descendants.

The life cycle of the earth has been categorized, until today, to four stages.

Neoproterozoic
Paleozoic
Mesozoic
cenozoic.

During the Neoproterozoic age earth had only one entire strech of land with about 75% of the rest to be sea. Parasties were the only living creatures (Prokaryotes and eukaryotes i suppose!!). The history ends like this " And there they lived happily ever after..." During the Palezoic age it started to scatter into small pieces of islands. I suppose fishes were there!!.During the Mesozoic period it again became a single mass of land with continous expansion. It was what is called as the age of 'Dinosaurs'.At the of Mesozoic period it almost formed the shape of a landscape which currently exists. It was the age of Conozoic in which began the evolution of living beings and lived a being what is now called as the 'Cat family'. It was during the end of Cenozoic age during which the worst enemy of the earth came into being. Yup MAN!!Cro-Magnon man came into being evolving from monkey.

Phhewwwww...OK enough of the paleontology class. What is that we infer from this?

Yup, you don't own your land.Show some humanism.

BATMAN

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 04:56:00 +0000

Not just being a great fan of Batman comic strip nor a diehard fan of Chris Nolan I write this article but by sheer arousal of thunderous strikes by A I have started to pen down this one fine article or much of a questionnaire. I am trying to process some of the signals from an unknown portion of the corticular region of the brain to come up with a fictional idea for a question that is being pondered upon for generations and still will be pondered for generations.

What is the meaning of life?

If you're a Briton you would instantly, of course sarcastically, say the answer is "42" and would make a deafening smile!! There have been many philosophers who exchanged ideas about the current question and would successfully find that there is simply "No" answer to it. Well I am not a philosopher. Am I?

I was trying to process this idea for a long time, and will process to eternity, since I started to stop hearing music while scurrying back to my home after a horrendous work. Music, in the current scenario, has helped a lot in creating a storm over my head by just not existing itself in my auditory receptors there by trying to focus signals from one part of the brain to be processed in the other. It all struck to me one night when I was making my research about communication. Not much did I go into the topic as I got immediately struck by this one.

What are BATS? Those are mammals that are capable of flying with their hands. The very fact that their biological name Chiropetra makes it obvious for its etymology. Bats are one of most greatest mammals still on earth, just for myself, for now, that still provide us with an abstract yet an idea that makes us think, a process that seldom occurs in a human brain. Bats, as one is familiar with, looks for the objects around it only based on the frequency with which it emits the waves. The reflection that it receives will help making its way through the world that it imagines, as I imagine.

What if all things that we see around us are not real?

Instead of viewing this question in a more comical sense let us try to ponder upon a riddle in a more logical or to be blunt in a fictional sense.

What if there is a world that one is yet to see where things really sound different? Gory? Wondrous? Obnoxious? Pungent? Not a characteristics found by man, say a characteristics not in the region of our senses? What if a bat might evolve which sees a real picture of this world with colors and texture rather than just an imaginative shape that it sums with the signals bound back from things? What if it sees a pixar movie in a HD Television? Will there be a world that man is yet to explore (Of course BATS evolved ultimately to culminate to humans who are the highest evolved creatures topping the food chain)? Is he still professing on his theory on an imaginative plane? There are 32 different regions in visual cortex- the AI screen that processes the input picture, the picture that we see, and recognizes the shapes, texture and so long and helps in making a cogent summarization of objects in front of us, of which only 2-3 regions' actual functions have been discovered now. What if these are the receptors of those signals that pictures us to the actual world? What if the rest 30 regions visualizes us the real world? There is still yet a concrete proof of an imaginative center of a brain. There is no region that has still yet been discovered to process all the imaginative ideas in a human brain. Is there none or have we not yet evolved to visualize the real imagination? Are these visual regions in consonance with the imaginative centers with logical inputs form the right earth and the universe which ultimately gives the meaning of life? What if the search for The Higgs Boson, also famously referred to as a “GOD” particle, is an obsolete effort by man in trying to understand the universe? Or is that the pathway of evolution that would ultimately lead us to find the real universe? Philosophers didn’t find answer to this question and I am not one. Did I say I will?

Will there be a BATMAN ever in human history to see the entire picture?

One coherent Cry

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Sat, 10 Jul 2010 12:50:00 +0000

CAVET-EMPTOR: If you're not comfortable with sensitive topics please do not read this article.

What is the cause of all the sufferings of man?

This question has often been pondered upon many times over by many people at different ages. Has there been a definite answer? (What a funny question though!)

Corruption?
Laziness?
Greediness?
Ignorance?
Illeteracy?
Stupidity?
.
.
.

What more?

I'm writing about this oft-quoted topic in an aim that i could present a new dimension to the solution.

What makes make man suffer? Well, the answer is based on many things.Quite often complex.
To approach it in a simple manner let us say it to be divided into two categories- Psychological, Physiological.
Psychological reasons could be further reduced in abstraction for a better analysis into relationship based,Health based,problems based on
environment in which one survives and so on and so forth. To skim on its outline one often suffers from financial pressures,health issues,environmental pressures(Of course there are a lot to skim though!! I just want to mention these three to make my point a little simple!).Physiological sufferings doesn't require a lot to debate because it is not what can be controlled but it is what it controls .So better insight into the psychological aspects would do good.

What causes psychological sufferings? Money-destitution? Disease-Life threat? or a collage of both:Survival-fear of death?

Well the ultimate aim of every being is to survive and co-pulate! But not many understand that one needs survive to 'achieve' something not to survive because one has to.

[[Recognise this fellow?

"...With the abolition of private property, then, we shall have true, beautiful, healthy Individualism. Nobody will waste his life in accumulating things, and the symbols for things. One will live. To Live is the rarest thing in life. Most people exists. That is all." ]]

The statement 'Survival of the fittest' is often misconstrued ( of course darwin said that!!) to be human characteristics.The gene in every human being is designed and programmed to survive and evolve to live a better life. But for what? To evolve again and to live a much better life? If this re-iterates itself then, is it not quite evident that there is a 'No-limit' banner on man's road to better life?

This question is what makes this article a little simpler.

I suppose a general notion that man's most vital and important organ is always considered to be "Brain". But looking at the current scenario with so much of sufferings would you consider brain to be a vital organ? Is it really doing any useful work in making man's life better? Is it really working at all? I guess I don't need to answer that. If it had been then the duffer would not have suffered. The base for all problems lies in the 'mal-function' of one's brain. I'm not here to brief on the entire list of mal-functions that has been performed. I'm here with one small problem which when analyzed under a magnification lens(!!) will pose itself to be a humongous problem.

What happes when the Earth is flodded with so much people?

More use of resources for survival?
More depleating resources?
More Threat to life to a minority of population?
The minority evolve to survive by over-powering the over-powering?
The majority in turn evolve to survive?
More resources getting depleted?

By-products????????
-Greedines?
-Corruption?
-Laziness?
-Stupidity?
.
.
.

what more???????

Please use condoms.

Foot-Note: Now that you've read this article do not say that "Its not sensitive" because its called sarcasm.

Ardhanaari-The Half-Woman God

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 15:44:00 +0000

Androgynee was a fruit at heart. Even though she never got the right treatment from her society she never reciprocated the same. It was simply the fact that people refused to get any helping hands from her simply because of the fact that she was half woman. She was seen for her vulnerablity in attracting men for some cheap sex, which by law was condemnable. The people never realised that the men who went to her for some pleasure were one among them but were never condemned. Androgynee aimed for a reform, a reformation that would make them to be considered as peers in their community and never to be looked upon with disgrace. Even though they stoop do things in their life for survival(who does not!!) all she aimed was a normal life just like any other human so that she could lead a life with dignity. All she aimed was the inclusion of him and her community people to be one among their society and never looked upon in an indifferent manner.

It was a fairly sunny day with environment posing a jubilant picture with skies exhibiting absolute cerulean features. Androgynee, making a perfect gait in her street, simply to attract the attention of the passersby, was on her usual routine of going to each shop to beg. She reached the main lines of transportation to her routine places where she saw one of the gruesome accidents that one could have ever witnessed in one's life. The repercussions of the accident was that a poor child, who was on her way to cross the road, was smashed under a truck's tyre with her gall bladder torn apart and feat smashed and soldered onto the road. All that was needed was to take the child along with her torn bladder that struck out like a flesh pricked out from one's muscle, to a hospital near by. There were lateral wounds to be smothered with cloth in order to prevent blood loss. As usual people with more sensitivity backed out, even more started demanding somebody to call an ambulance. Andro who became numb with such things took the child holding her close to her heart there by helping her in stopping the blood loss, took her to a nearby hospital.

Ten years later a pair of photo hung in the house of the poor child. The other one was androgynee being worshipped as their half-woman god.

Androgynee

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 15:38:00 +0000

She was envyed for her grace and charm, for her beauty and smartness, for her tenderness and manliness. A descendant of a huge family, the one where she was brought up and didn't looked with contempt and mockery, was the hermophroditus Androgynee. It was the name that she had it herself after detaching from her own family, the one to which she had blood relationship. Even though her work was to beg, occasionally the gastrochemicals that secreted on her stomach led her to involve in sexual intercourse to neutralise the acids with its base- food(Of course she did it for money and with money she is going to find food). The history about hermophrodites dates back to the age of zues where hermes and aphrodite fell in love and gave birth to a child which on seeing a nymph salmaicis falls in love with her and on request by hermes and aphrodite zues unites both salmaicis and their son into a single body. In ancient times the practise of being half man and half woman was fancied and was looked upon with contempt(of course even now they are looked upon the same). In ancient times they were involved in living a life style that aimed in being the best among the men and best among the woman.

Androgynee was one among the descendants of hermaphroditus' who, now a days, live their lifes solely by begging and soliciting. The dominant male gene part in every male and the dominant female gene part in every female leads them to consider them as hermaphroditus. Most of them make into this community for the sole reason of mockery by one's living environment. Unable to manage the pressure and stress a male with feminine characteristics and female with masculine characteristics jumps into the community of transgendered. Androgynee was one among them.

Double Entendre??

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Wed, 19 May 2010 16:46:00 +0000

It was a pleasant sunny day with flowers howling exhilarating slogans to every kid who pass them on early mornings with at most reluctance and angst owing to the rise of a self luminescent huge ball of energy. It could be compared to a goat being taken to kitchen to be made into an eatable! Education has always been the route cause for almost every stress related disease that a kid could get. One of the most funny things is that after every stressful day, kids are allowed to vent out their emotions for the rest of the day by 'PLAYING'!! This psychology of humans to cause the disease and recommend a remedy seems to be a never fading characteristics imbibed in them , probably one of the most dominant but hidden characteristics passed on for generations ever to be realized and recognized. The scape goat after escaping a torturous and strenuous schooling steps into(more like "Digging one's own grave!!) college where he studies more!!

After graduating from his college the kid, to be more specific the foolishly resplendent non-radiating brainy kid, saunters upon in search for a job to make his ends meet! Just like a dog putting out its ever-salivating tongue in search of its bone. The motors at-time function sending rational signals for performing acts based upon reason. Ofcourse! there is always an organ to ask for food and process it with the gastro-intestinal juices secreted in it and to reiterate the above said processes for an infinitely long time frame.It is the dominant part of any living thing that makes things go obsolete even during their existence!

Generally teenage and youth are projected to be golden ages in any man's life. It is often being compared to bed of roses (of course the roses don't have thorns).This story which is often portrayed is taken upon in the most opposite sense, literally touching the other end of the spectrum. People think, even after reading this article, that the age is where a kid matures to a man and it is the age where a human attains more matureness and that the kid who is writing this has become 'morally' insane.

Double Entendre??

Caveat Emptor: The essence of life or the meaning of life is not pondered in this post of mine. So if you've intended in pondering such a philosophy then please close this site and start to read something that you like and wish to gain out of it.

Bevy Of Beggers

noreply@blogger.com (Ajai) — Sun, 16 May 2010 15:51:00 +0000

In the recent past I happen to visit a place in whose vicinity I saw a building with people pouring out of it!!(Literally!!) When made inquiries revealed the fact that a job fair is about to commence at that place. It was the first time I realised that a country could possess so much 'unemployees'. Of course I have seen many 'Non-Employees' who simply cease to work for the very fact that they are 'Lazy!!', but this sight of so many un-employees struck me very badly. At the dawn of the day I returned back to my place and started to paddle up the imaginative horse within me( Yeah you could say "You Old Horse!!!"). It gave me some revealing thoughts that made me to write this article. This article is dedicated to all those beggers who stand in front of every software company (to the worse- in front of all call centres) on their knees and plead for a job that demands the much worthy characteristics of 'to-Copy' and 'to-Paste' (or to the worse to say 'Hello .... i'm ... i would like to brief you on the new investment plans launched by .....' !!!)

Ever since the conception of a digital clock man started to fancy machines and electronics more to ........ hhhmmm .... hhhhmmmm I don't get the words... oh yeah!!!!!!... to grow 'more' big (yeah I need more here!!!) and lazy!!! The age of machines has made man to beleive in the philosophy of hedonism. Starting from the early morning- a brush will brush his teeth, water would come pouring on him, a machine designed to wipe his ass,a toaster to make him a toast of bread, a car to drive him to his office, a computer to work for him,again coming back to home and an i-pod trying to make him sleep!!! Sounds familiar right? Yup. Sorry though, but your name has been replaced with a name 'him'. All the more greiving fact is that these beggars after a week long work 'BOOZE' off during the week ends claiming it to be 'De-stressing' activity.

With the advent of foreign investments I find this field to be one of the prime target of 'de'-stabilizing any nation. For instance if you want to bring down Autralia the first step is to lend your hands towards them, caress their butts with loads of investments, start gathering a momentum among people that the field in which you happen to establish is about to boom to tremendous heights, start an economic revolution in that country,induce everybody to spend more and accumulate it to their credit,one day suddenly pull out all your investments... Tadah!!! There goes Australia.

If this situation prolongs then i'm able to visualize a scene that goes like this...

"A vast stretch of barren land with absolute emptiness. Sun at right angles and a man, sitting alone in the most exquisite executive chair, with one leg over a dead body of a man and the other over the ground, at one end of the world. His face symbolising extreme eagerness for power. At the other end of the world a bevy of beggars waiting eagerly to have their one day meal. A sign from the man on the chair realases the begging community from the clutches of the security men and starts to fleet towards the man on the chair. The man on the chair and his associates enjoy the sport of watching the poor fellows tumble as they forcefully defeat others to get their share of meal. The din causes a sense of happiness that is elevated as the victims approach the man on the chair and start to eat their meal below his feat. The tumbled enfeebled men who fall as dead bodies in the race are staked up for the subsequent course of meal for the remaining beggars for the future."