Ramblings of a madman

In the world we live in, it is very easy to be cynical and rubbish everything. Before we start questioning the politicians or the government we should take a hard look at ourselves. A person is walking on the road. Why? Because the platforms are encroached by shopkeepers. He goes, buys Paan and some groceries and the shopkeeper gives no bill. The person chews paan and where does he spit? On the ground. He walks down a street and suddenly due to the over consumption of water, he wants to pee. He chooses a corner and sees whether there are any God pictures painted there and pees. Since nowadays people become atheists for no valid reason other than the cool quotient and ability to pee anywhere, even on the Gods. He then goes to the Parking lot where he parks his vehicle. He gets to the vehicle after jumping over the stagnant water and slush left over by the rains. He gives his token and what does the token guy do?  He tears the token, throws it and that money isn't accounted. He s...

    Before you could think anything dirty about ‘removing the pants’, wipe any semblance of it. This has nothing to do with that kind of “removing the pants’.    Travelling by train has always been by favorite way of commuting. But eating from the pantry while travelling, a big no no . Me and my friends were on a trip to Kerala for attending one of my friend’s brother’s wedding. When we left for Kerala we had our dinner in the comfort of our home because it was a 10pm train. Little did we know about ‘The Railway Pantry’ apart from that ‘Anniyan’ Ambi (Aparichit in Hindi) refused to eat because the Rasam was watery, Papad was like kerchief and Sambar was directly disproportional to the amount of rice.    A day in the boat house in Alapuzha, attending the marriage, 3 days of good food and the act of emptying the pockets of our beloved hosts, we had a lot of fun. We had a train to board that evening . Hence we had to have dinner in the train at the m...

   Not very long ago i visited the Temple town 'kanchipuram' with my mom and dad. Let me make it clear to guys who are afraid this post is gonna describe the temples i visited and who are excited about the temples,  that this not gonna be like that. Visiting temples especially the grand ones, have never been my cup of tea or coffee or whatever. The main reason i travelled there was that i was too bored and wanted to eat out and take a look at the scenaries.    You see, if i plan something some other thing happens, so i stay away from planning. In this case i didn't and paid the price. Coming back to the business if there was one, I noticed certain things during my visit which i will deal in the coming  paragraphs. You must have heard about the 3 golden rules of accounting, these are the 3 golden rules of Dagalting ( in Madras Tamil it is the act cheating derived from the word 'dacoit ' ) Rule no 1: Show me the money Honey! ...

I recently read all three of the famous newspapers in the city. They are TOI, Indian Express and Deccan Chronicle. All three papers had one thing in common. No not the omnipresent Swine flu headlines in the front or Jaswant Singh's Jinukku chikkan Jinnah controversy. But one thing that is common almost everyday, is their add on page. To be precise the page dedicated to parties. I find that page completely annoying to the core. I did some homework and came up with how to get together this page yourself. Here is a tutorial. 1. First if you are a Journo, all you need is a nice camera and an ID  2. Bump into some party. That party need not have a celebrity. 3. If you have them, there is no harm. They are there for publicity so click them, you might get an interview from them someday. 4. Now comes the photos part. First is to take a pic of the DJ in the party. It is a must or else it will look like a headless body. The pose of the DJ should be something like the ab...

August 15th marks the entry into 63rd year of our Independence. 62 yrs on we have progressed leaps and bounds far quicker than other democracies. I take only democratic and not monarch countries, just for the reason we enjoy freedom they can only dream of and still manage a decent enough growth rate. USA a democracy of 150 years and more, 176 to be precise, took lots of time to reach where it is now. I am leaving all the cynicism and parody behind atleast for this post. Exactly on this day in 1947 we were under the Poms rule. Just a day before our neighbours Pakistan got their independence, after all the chaos which took prey of many innocent lives. A day after our independence Pondicherry which was under French rule celebrates its Independence day on Aug 16th. I would like to thank all the freedom fighter and especially Mr Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi or in short Gandhi Thatha aka Gandhi granps  and many other unsung heroes who lost their lives for us. I owe...