The Problem is Sex

The problem is/was/will be that women can get sex any time they want to, and with whoever they want to. Well, mostly. This is simply unacceptable to a society where the man is seen as the lord of everything. Which is why they need to have so many rules for women. Which is why you have to tie her modesty irredeemably with her sexuality. Which is why a family’s “honour” is so unscrupulously intermingled with only women. Which is why Rape is not as heinous a crime as murder. Which is why her character is termed “loose” if she is sexually proactive. Which is why the legal definition of rape is only vaginal penetration by phallus. Which is why Sodomy is not even a thoroughly recognized sexual offence.

And which is why the authorities believe that fellatio can’t forced. Groping and pinching in crowd can’t be avoided. Because, when you’re in a mob, your hands develop a carnal instinct of their own.

Manu knew it all along. He sure was a visionary.

And so was Nietzsche when he believed that morality is just a fiction used by the herd of inferior human beings to hold back the few superior human beings.

A task excellently done!

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Tweet Tweet!

Breaking News- Twitter is killing Blogs! Is anyone listening?

That is the reason why this -and I’m sure, many other- blogs are well on the way to oblivion. Blogging is like a test match. You need insane patience, you never know how long it would be and most importantly, whether it is worth the efforts putting in. Twittering, is more like the T20 game. Latest, Innovative, Improvized and Miniaturized version of an previously popular game.. which is set to take over it’s predecessor. I didn’t find Twitter much appealing initially, but lately I’m finding myself significantly hooked to it. The story of my life. Like today, I had this sudden and almost indomitable urge to tweet about my feat in achieving 0.00 balance in my phone. Sad. Lame. Sadly Lame. Lamely Sad. Go ahead, I won’t stop you from judging me. I surely don’t have any discretion after saying that publicly.

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Facebook is the new Orkut. I’ve been considerng to change my home page pretty soon to Facebook. My orkut is dead. Or would be, in a month or so, if the things didn’t change drastically; and I see no possibility of that in near future. So.. Dead! This phenomenon of social networking sites, some people will never understand. And by “some”, I mean people in their thirties, mid-thirties. It’s one of those idiosyncracies which our generation will boast of in future. You know son, I met your Mom on Facebook; which is really a remarkable and unique paradigm of interfacing, because facebook never supported strangers interacting; unlike Orkut in it’s infancy. Fancy that!

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The oscars are out. Slumdog Millionaire is clear cut winner of the tournament this year. It’s a good movie. One or Two oscars would have been more than sufficient to honour it. But Eight! And just Two to The Dark Knight? For me, this marks the beginning of total disbelief in Oscars henceforth. Most certainly, bollywood has churned out some better movies than this one. I’m not saying it’s a bad movie. Just that, we’ve made better, which deserved to be acknowledged; but were not. It kinda feels like some charity-cum-conspiracy to placate. Just because the movie is based on India, lets give it oscars. Coz China and India are the forces to reckon with currently.

For the ‘best movie’ category, I think The curious case of Benjamin Button was miles ahead of it, notwithstanding TDK. Oh, and by the way, TDK wasn’t even nominated in that category! Here is an interesting fact- All the 5 movies nominated in that category did a combined business of $270 million [approx]. The Dark Knight, on the other hand, is only the fourth movie in the history to cross $1 billion mark.

I finished Watchmen. Perhaps for the first time, I didn’t find something [especially in this genre] as much appealing as I had expected. I guess Alan Moore messed up the ending. It was good while commencing. It became better in the middle. And just when my hopes were raising, it crashed them down flatly.

There are bad vivas. There are worst vivas. Mine was embarrassing today.

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Education is an admirable thing. But it is well to be remembered from time to time that nothing worth knowing can ever be taught.                                                                                                                                                                                ~ Oscar Wilde.

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This is the End..

Well, I think it’s enough. The theme, that is. It was good. It went nicely with my blog. I got appreciations which can only be attributed to it. But then.. like everything else in the world, this too had to end at some point of time. No matter how good or bad it is/was. And I think this is the end of it.

So here is the new theme. Not that any of you care about it. I just thought it’d be nice to let you people know. [As if you don’t have eyes and stuff 😀 ]

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This is the End, my only friend.. The End! I’ll never look into your eyes, Again..

-The End by The Doors [Do listen to it, if you can]

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This post has no title. Clearly, No substance as well.

There are times in your life, when blogging becomes a liability instead of being an asset. Well, not exactly “blogging” but writing in more general terms.
You plan for writing for days, but you just can’t write. The reasons could be myriad. Lets not get into them for the time being.
Then one fine day -or as in my case, night-you just go with the flow. You’ve nothing to write, yet it seems as if you can ramble on forever!

A lot has changed since the time I wrote that last post here. I don’t know why, but it seems that I’ve grown up more in past one month than in past one year. That is an exaggeration, apparently, but not of astronomical magnitude. In a nutshell, lets just say  that I do not think of myself as just a college going student anymore.

Oh No. I’m not going to write about terror attacks on Mumbai. I’m too callous for that. Think of me whatever you can. It’s not that I don’t care, coz I do. But I just don’t want to masquerade myself and put up a charade of peace and condemnation. I’m no Diplomat. And this is no newspaper article/site. Neither my musings here are going to make any difference to them. Who said ‘Pen is mightier than sword’? Obviously, they didn’t have keyboards back then.

No reading definitely makes Me a dull boy! Everything written is a quintessential proof.

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[I can’t recall if I’ve mentioned this in my blog previously]

Be careful what you wish for, coz you just might get it all.. And then somethings you don’t want.

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Sophos

..But this is the way, it is supposed to happen

I know that.

..And if that is the case,

Then why does it hurt so much?

Source- The Colour Purple by Alice Walker.

Resemblence to any person living or dead [w.r.t to my life, ofcourse! 😛 ] is purely coincidental.

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Birthdays Birthdays!

Alrite. So last Friday was my birthday. Again! I pretty much remember all my birthdays. Since my sixth, that is. And this wasn’t much different from the rest of them. None of my birthdays have been good for me yet. I mean, on all my birthdays, I did get one or the other disturbing news. What I got on this birthday, I will not like to disclose here. Simply speaking, it’s not worth it. What was even worse was that I didn’t get wished from people whom I really wanted to, well.. except a few. But there were considerable amount of wishes I got. My most sincere thanks to each of you who did remember. Those who didn’t, I bear no grudge. It happens. And when it’s me, this happens more than often. The fault is in my stars.

Or maybe The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves ..

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Love-All at Breakpoint

FYI- I don’t like Tennis. Not as much as some of the other people do. So for those “some” people, this post might be a little rude, offensive. My apologies to them in advance. I’m not liable to any acquistion if you choose to read further.

So there was this tritely [in]famous final between these two giants of lawn tennis, for the umpteenth number of time! Had Federar won, the papparazi would have again showered condolences on Nadal, empathizing with him like hell.. Big Deal! The repercussions, in that case wouldn’t have been as stirring as they are now. They say that it’s ‘an end of era’, ‘a new dawn of hope’ and all those clichés. I say it’s nothing. Just a win doesn’t prooves anyone’s mettle. India beating Australia in that final of triangular series down under didn’t make India the better team than Australia. It was just the matter of “that” day. It was India’s. Like it was of Nadal’s.

When a Tennis Match goes up to 5 sets, it’s really unfair to decide a winner. Then, the luck factor comes into play as well. Remember, Goran Ivanisevic? Beating Rafter in what was called a marathon game. And the final set of it? This game was no different than the present one, as for the sheer determination of both the winners. The only difference (which overshadows everything else, sadly) being that Ivanisevic wasn’t as well known as then as Nadal is now.

This doesn’t mean that I’m pro-Federar or something. I support no one, as I aforementioned. But definitely, Radal’s win is kind of change from monopoly (and monotony) of Federar. All in all, it is good for Tennis.

Here is why I don’t like Tennis. I don’t like it because I never played it. Hence, I can’t appreciate the finesse, nuances, the technique of the game. For me, [mostly] tennis is like a foreign film, with no subtitles. And this goes for every game on which I never had a first hand experience. I only started liking football once I started playing it. The better I got at it, the more I enjoyed watching it. I don’t know what it takes to hit a perfect ace. I don’t know how much practice it takes to win a point from baseline. I don’t know the strategies of net game, of hitting volleys. All this, despite the fact that I’ve played Badminton professionally, which isn’t much different than tennis, theoretically.

And here is why I don’t like tennis even more. Of all the Tennis-Crazy people, I believe almost 80 % have never seen a tennis racquet in real life. And yet, they go ‘Go-FedEx’. What the hell! Do they even know how much stamina it takes to run up-and-down court infinite number of times? To hit just that one ace, do they have any bit of idea how much he or she has worked over it? Backhand doesn’t come naturally to many. Have they ever seen Gustavo Kuerton’s powerful backhands? I’ll consider anyone a die-hard tennis fan if he/she can answer all the above questions in affirmative, and perhaps point out my mistake which I’m sure have made. Coz I’m not a fan of tennis, I can’t answer most of them in affirmative with conviction. This is what it takes to be a fan.

What deserve to be done, deserves to Overdone. – Harry Crews.

I might sound too strong in my opinions, but I’m not. All I wanted to say here is that don’t make a charade of you being ultimate tennis fanatic. Coz if you really are, you definitely wont. And don’t get too  hyper over one Federar loss or Radal’s win.

I don’t have much knowledge on tennis, so it’s still Love-All for me. Which, by the way, is a very useful maxim to be followed otherwise 😉

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Zendagi Migzara

Have you ever wondered why a certain thing (movie, book anything) is liked by majority and yet you’ve no clue what the fuck is it about. Then one fine day, you just decide that you’ll just watch/read/feel it to know what is it that gives the junta such a high. And bang! There you’re, cursing yourself in the long run, that why didn’t you do it earlier. Sometimes, going with the flow, being in the crowd and not out of it isn’t as bad as it may sound. I’ve experienced this innumerable number of times, and am still continuing doing so. The latest case being of Roadies 5.0 and The Kite Runner.

I always knew ‘The Kite Runner’ is a book definitely worth reading and more, but somehow I wasn’t able to jugadofy it from anywhere. But once I laid my hands on it, I made sure I finish it as soon as possible. 8 hours isn’t too long a time period, is it? After reading a sufficient numbers of best-sellers, now I can safely discern ’em and others. The narrative description is impeccable. Sentences extremely terse yet dramatically poignant and ostensibly symbolic. I’m already feeling at least 5% Afghani, if nothing else. The plot loosens grip somewhere in the middle, but then Khalid Hossieni becomes even more ferociously captivating.

Ehh.. Who am I kidding? You people must’ve read the book ages ago. Chuck it. I’ll move on.

Roadies 5.0. First thing which comes to my mind after seeing this word is Raghu. Second thing is that why am I not there. And thirdly, all cute girls ain’t scrupulous[yeah, I’m talking about Sambhavi]. Nonetheless, it has made Raghu a celebrity in its’ own distinct manner. The tasks, the politics, the bikes, the girls.. it so very Me! 😦

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It’s 3 O’ clock in the morning, and I’m yet not feeling sleepy, despite the fact that I’ve to attend class at 8 in the morning. I’m getting a little insomniac. Perhaps, coz I’m not getting as much attention from females as much as I was used to. It’s a complete black out for me these days. But that doesn’t vex me much. My major concern is her. I’m getting this feeling that she has started ignoring me. Not replying to someone’s routine SMSs suggests so.

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I’ve a lot of academic work to do in coming few days. By the way, yesterday I got my first pay check. I thought the feeling will be overwhelming. But strangely -and sadly- it wasn’t. Probably I’ve no one “special” to share it with. I’d loved to spend my first salary on her -or for that matter, anyone who were my love interest- but unfortunately no one is there to acknowledge it. It wasn’t meant to be, or may be, it was meant not to be. Arguably, one of the best lines I’ve ever come across! No candies for guessing the source 😛

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This post could very well be attributed to my ongoing drinking spree.

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If ‘You’ know what ‘We’ mean..

I saw Scent of a Woman yesterday. Boy! The best visually challenged role I’ve ever witnessed! Al Pacino is growing on me[actingwise, I mean 😉 ]. I end up being his fan more and more, each time I see any of his flicks. Nonetheless, this is not about the movie. I was just vivisecting with one of my other friend of all Oscar Winning movies. And we came up with two things- Dialogues, and the way they are delivered. Sure shot ingredients of any award winning movie.. except, ofcourse.. some immaculate and superb acting by all the characters. So here it goes…

The day we stopped looking my boy is the day we die!

Source- Al Pacino[as Lt. Col. Frank Slade in Scent of a Woman]

Its for the readers to sort out the relevance of it 😉

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Goofy-Spoofy

Sometimes a road less travelled is less travelled for a reason.

Source- Today’s TOI.

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Calvin’s Theory

People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.

Source- Calvin & Hobbes, 1987.

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Perhaps Insipartional, or Whatever!

A miss is as good as a mile.

 

I’ve been cribbing badly to scribble here for quite a while now, but as you know, the net here is pathetic (I’ve mentioned it a million times before as well); and hence I was unable to do so. Moreover, somebody chided me yesterday of squandering my time away and me becoming so unblogger like(Which I’m, nevertheless). But the original post which I’ve been wanting to write is not this one. I’m writing this one just for the heck of writing it.

 

Now something about the quote.

Out of the blue moon, this propped in my head today morning. By the way, I woke up pretty early today, at 6:30, and strangely enough.. I didn’t feel dizzy thereafter -just a hangover of 5 day long weekend- you really can’t blame me for it!

I do have a special relationship with this quote; this reminded me of all the sweet and really productive time I have had during my 10^th board preparation. It took me back to my old house, to that bookmark on which it was written, to all those thoughts and memories I had then. How important to me boards result was then, even though I was fully aware of it’s futility at the same time. But I used to convince myself that this is equally a lame alibi to runaway from all the hard work et al. But I also knew, 10 years down the line, no body -including Me- would give a tiny rats ass as to what did I do in my tenth boards! This made me so much calm in my mind, and gave me so much solace. No wonder, I didn’t feel drowsy at all thereafter!

And yet, I was late for my 8AM class today, and that too, astronomically.. by almost 25 minutes! In an hour long lecture! Don’t you smirk. Agreed, that I take a whole lot more time in getting ready than my peers(male peers, to be more specific 😉 ) Then I’ve to eat equally leisurly as well. Lets accept this guys, I can never be on time in that class! 😦

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For the Sake of (Wo)Mankind

Woman are never wrong. Apologizing is men’s responsibility.

Source -Rouge, DT.

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Is It So?

It takes most men five years to recover from college education.

Brooks Atkinson, today’s TOI.

I’ve no idea who this guy is and why he said so. All am interested in is the extent to which it would be right for me. And I don’t even know if it is satirical .. but it definitely striked a chord somewhere!

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I wish I could say the same

I am worse at what I do Best, And for this gift I feel blessed.

-Kurt Cobain(Nirvana, the band), Smells Like Teen Spirit.

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Grandiloquence

It’s the choices that makes us who we are, and we can always choose to be right.

Source-Peter Parker(Toby Maguire), Spiderman-3.

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They said.. I Incorporated

I’ve my own principles, and if you don’t agree with them.. Well, I’ve others 🙂

Source- The Times Of India.. can’t recall the date!

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