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A relationship, beyond love!!! - Part 2

Monday, November 3rd, 2008

“Why is it that you always compare me with him? He might be good at studies and me in some other field. Never criticize anybody, I just hate it. I know very well that you are very much fond of Bharath than me. You always hate me for the reason that I do not study well” with tears in my eyes and anger on my face I left the place very soon.

I should not have said those words, but I could not help myself other way. I had these things in my mind from long. I walked straight outside my home while my dad stood keeping his head bent. Silence from others proves that you are right and other is on the wrong side. I felt I was right.

“Sharath, come for dinner. Mom is calling” my brother’s voice. I was a bit angry on him as he was the cause for all my fights between me and my parents. I have heard his friends and my relatives saying that he is a good son to my parents. This always made me an outsider from my family sometimes.

“I won’t come. You go and have” I replied harshly.

A relationship, beyond love!!!

Sunday, November 2nd, 2008

The only lives on earth who love you even at your worst situation are your parents, and only your parents. Do you love them as much as they do? Find out some duties of a child, to be fulfilled, for a happy family.

15 years ago…

“Dad, here is my report card. I have again scored a very less marks, as usual. I had done my level best, but still could not score well. I am sorry” I said in a low voice accepting my mistake.

He had a look at the report card, and the next second it was on my face.

“What do you do at school? What reason you attend extra tuitions? Why do you not score well like other students, or at least like your brother, Bharath? He is second highest in his class. Do learn something from him at least”

I get irritated if somebody compares me with someone else, especially when my dad does this with my brother. I do not like it.

Why

Monday, October 27th, 2008

Why is it so difficult to admit that you were at fault?

Why is it so difficult to say “I’m sorry, I was wrong”

Why is it so difficult to own up to an error?

Why is it so difficult to make a relationship better?

Why is it so difficult to move out of the shade?

Why is it so difficult to curb a desire that gumption forbade?

Why is it so difficult to come together after falling apart?

Why is it so difficult to blank out a face in the dark?

Why is it so difficult to close down an overworked mind?

Why is it so difficult to leave a past behind?

Why is it so difficult to not hurt someone?

Why is it so difficult to care for them in return?

Why is it so difficult to pave our own destiny?

Why is it so difficult to place our decisions under scrutiny?

Why is it so difficult to stand up to iniquity?

Why is it so difficult to salvage lost dignity?

Every time I rise, I am chastened

Every time I waver, I am broken

Every time I smile, I am punished

Every time I speak, I am snubbed

I picked up the shards of what once belonged to me

Among them, my heart, my dreams and my verity

I got off the borrowed ride, threw away my shackles and cut myself free

Unfurled my sails, set my sights and embarked on a voyage to a distant sea

Basis For My Life!!

Friday, October 17th, 2008

Reason for my pride,
Reason for my delight,
Reason for my glee,
Source for my joy,
Cause for my bliss,
Basis for my life,
Reason for me to live !!
But darling,
I am void of reason
To love you
Still my love for you
Is Endless and everlasting
Continual and eternal
for it will never die away
It will be forever
Till our end
For you are the reason
for me to live
for you are
Basis for my life!!

A Distressed Heart

Saturday, August 30th, 2008

I wanted to pose u many questions …
though I knew they remain unanswered …

I wanted to love u so much …
though I knew I will never receive the same from your end …

I wanted to care for u so much …
though I knew u r never concerned ….

I wanted to show u my love towards u …
though I knew u can never understand that ..

I wanted to spend rest of my life with u …
though I knew I will be unhappy with that …

Love is what I have strived for ….
Betrayal is what I have received so far …

Happiness is what I have looked for …..
Misery is what I have met with so far ….

Honesty is what I have seeked for ……
Deceit is what I have received so far …..

But I could still sense my care for u ……
deep in a corner of my heart …..

For the reason I know what it means to disgust someone ….

The Kidnap - Part 5

Monday, August 18th, 2008

But then on, I had decided that I won’t let one more kidnap to happen for ransom.

Earlier I thought that he was some psycho lover but ransom…?? I got up, removed the shot gun from my bag, which I always carry to handle this situation. Went towards the crowd, moved in first row and short the target. Bull’s eye… no more noise and I preferred not to take same flight. I might get caught from security personnel. It took some time for them to come into action after the shock and was enough for me to move out.

Next day it was on front page of the newspaper. I was happy on my social service, though police thinks that it’s wrong. Now her father wouldn’t get the same trouble. I read the headline in high volume, “Girl was murdered by some unknown person while getting kidnapped, Kidnapper is behind the locker and not able to identify the psycho murderer…”

The Kidnap - Part 3

Tuesday, August 5th, 2008

The guy…sorry…the man was wearing a cap; must have stolen from the famous singer to pay some karzzz (loan) and he was hiding his mouth by one scarf. I saw so many people, especially girls with scarf on, but at the road, when they wear that stuff to save themselves from sun tan, but in airport? C’mon, it’s an air conditioned place.

And there was the heroine of the movie, girl with tomboy look, a blue jeans and red t-shirt on with open short hairs, like she reached there by mistaken rather than in a modeling agency. She was crying, but her that voice too I didn’t like. She should learn something from the flight attendant.

And hero?? Well, I couldn’t see any mark of spider-man so far. So now what? Will the guy take the girl….?? Easily?? No ways, I have chance to be hero, to impress someone even I’m in my 30s and little bit bulky. I thought to jump on the villain, that would be sufficient enough for him and the girl would be in my arms. But….I’m married and committed too, so I thought to leave the idea and went ahead and made myself comfortable in seat. They’re generally not easily available but that day almost all were empty.

The Kidnap - Part 2

Friday, August 1st, 2008

She looked at me in the disgust like I smelled of some rat. The next moment, she was with her trained smile.

“Any special preference for seat, Sir?”

I was wondering what she was doing here rather than trying her luck in playback singing. “yeah, gimme window seat.”

“OK Sir, here is your boarding pass, seat no. 2F, please go for security check.”

Her job was done.

I looked behind to see what’s happening in the kidnap thing. Luckily, they’re still there and I could enjoy the scene. By that time, crowed was still unsettled though they had stopped at one place rather than running around. I moved ahead and no one objected me to cross them. I wondered if the same thing could have happened in some live concert too. For my surprise, in just 2 minutes I could see myself among the front row standers for the real movie.

Indians : What do we lack?

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

Attitude. It is pure and simple. We lack a winning attitude towards life. We want to be rich and call ourselves a developed nation, but we do not want to work hard for it! If tomorrow, say a $ 100 billion is poured into our system, will the standard of living increase in India? I would rather say a skeptical no. I think, definitely there is a quality of living, which comes with increased infrastructure, better communication, faster cars and wider roads etc. Sure, these can be bought by money. And with the economy growing at 8%, I am sure the day is not far off, when we would have world-class facilities even in smaller towns. And then there is a quality of living which comes with having better citizens, who knows the value of being a law abiding citizen fulfilling his duties towards the society and the state, who appreciates his fellow citizens being a good Samaritan and encourages everyone else around to do their duty. Now, that is what is lacking in our country. We Indians neither understand the value of being a good citizen nor appreciate or encourage fellow citizens trying to be law abiding and duty bound. I am not saying that we are criminals killing and looting around. But surely we lack the ethics that must be the building block of any developed society. Want to get a job done? Blame the red tape, pay the bribe and move on. Got late for office? No problem. Run over the traffic light. Of course, when most of us running over the traffic lights, there is a 50% chance that the cop won’t stop you this time. There is a shortcut for everything in India. As long as we do not have a majority of us who respects and abides by the rule of law in their day to day life, no amount of FIIs, sensex boom or 8% GDP growth will be able to improve the quality of living in India.

And we have a million audiences for our drama, who couldn’t care less. They would say, ” Sab Chalta Hai!” and continue to sip their tea. This “chalta hai” attitude (couldnt care less) is destroying the very fabric of our development. This is the same attitude that is making people turn a blind eye towards all the evils and corruption that has permeated through the Indian society. Its not the wealth neither the lack of oil resources nor the years under colonial rule that is plaguing India, but it is this couldn’t care less attitude among us. In a democracy, bad governance and corruption is the price we pay for this attitude. And the worst part is, Indians become one of the most sincere and law abiding citizens when we leave our shores.

When are we going to learn to become law abiding and good citizens? And what can YOU do about it? May be start for office a little early, huh? May be.

It is more than two years since the first shots were fired in Iraq, by the coalition forces led by US in its war against terrorism. Not a single WMD has been found till date, which was the reason for which the war was fought in the first place. Was it the race to control the world’s dwindling oil resources that triggered this war? Or was it the way oil is being traded in the world economy? Strategic experts all over the world believe that there is more to this than what meets the eye. Many argue convincingly that this war is all about the fight between Dollar and Euro, and which currency the rest of the world uses to buy oil. For starters, there are some basic terms which I would like to bring to the attention for better assimilation. It is common knowledge that USA has trade deficit with each of its trading partners running to trillions of dollars. In simple terms, it means USA does not sell enough goods as much as it buys goods and services from other nations. It also means that the dollars it is paying for the goods and services it buys are merely printed fiat dollars without any backing. This dollar is used by nations to buy oil and thus the value infused dollar called the petrodollar is reinvested in the American markets and US financial instruments by these oil exporters, mainly Saudi Arabia. This petrodollar cycle is made possible by two important factors. Firstly, the dollar is the reserve currency for most of the world nations. The 1944 Bretton woods agreement that created the World Bank and IMF, it was made mandatory for all loans to be denominated in dollars. Hence, all repayments are also in dollars, making it necessary for nations to keep enough dollar reserves to service their debts. Secondly, dollar is the only currency accepted by OPEC and Non OPEC nations for oil trade as on date. This loyalty towards was ensured by several secret agreements between Saudi Arabia and Nixon regime in 1974 after walking out of gold standards, in exchange for protection of the kingdom by the US military might. Headed by Saudi Arabia, all other OPEC nations’ kindly obliged. This ensured that all nations (notably the industrial nations) needed dollars to buy oil to fuel their economy.

The Kidnap

Friday, July 11th, 2008

I was in the airport wearing my new red shirt and light Grey shorts when I heard some noise. When I turned back, I saw the man with pistol on one girl’s head asking to get move. The girl was crying and the crowd was running here and there as that guy shot one fire in air.

I could sense only one thing….A real kidnap!!

The attendant of the flight, to whom I showed my ticket print out, was trying to remove sweat from her face with tissue paper. I gave her another one as one was not enough. She looked at me with Look-at-that expression and here I was looking at her. Though she was not pretty but something forced me to stick my eyes on her.

“Can I’ve my boarding pass??” I suggested her that her job is defined to do the same.