What I want?

Well I'm as selfish As I'm.. so what? This is what I want and i cant lie about what I want.. Many people have spent a lifetime trying to figure this one out. Many a sages went through time to get the answers. But does anyone really know?? Here is my attempt to answer the question as I see it. For the one woman really close to me is Me.

What I want is control over My destiny, a control over My life.( which is something i already have)

I want freedom of choice, of opinion, of living the way I want.

I want to be secured and yet be fancy free!

I want a man who loves me, respects me and cares for me. I want a man who keeps me on a pedestal up there and adore me. I want a man who can trust me for what i say and do. I want a man who really wants me.

I want children when I want them and not when the world thinks I should have them.

I want a home. A warm welcoming place to come back to.

I want friends who are as mad as me and yet understand me.

I want a career and I want the choice to quit when I wish.

I want money. I want the perfect wardrobe. I want a lot of shoes, socks. I want holidays and vacations.

I want a healthy body. I want to love my curves, my color, my skin and my hair. And I do. so Please let me be.

I want to walk at any hour without carrying the pepper-spray or without fear.

I want to be respected. I'm are proud of what I'm, please do not force me to think otherwise.

I want to be an individual first and then be seen as “women”.

Is this asking for a lot??

Why does everyone's life suck?

Disclaimer - This has nothing to do with ANYONE. It is purely objective. Do not look for any hidden allusions to people you may know or references between the lines. There are none.

Many a time, I've heard people go 'Oh my life sucks!' or 'Everything is just horrible! Why me?' or 'It's only ME who's going through a bad time, why is life so unfair?'. I must say I've been guilty of it too at times. But now as look back upon it, it seems kinda pointless. I live by my own guidelines. And so if anything in my life is wrong, it's my fault, not anyone else's. And once I got that, I figured that looking outward for self-pity is not an option. YOU got yourself into the mess, YOU get out of it, simple as that.

Why do people think they're the only ones going through a bad time, if indeed they are? If you look around you, you'll see people suffering as much or a lot more than you. You're lucky if you've got a roof above your head, two square meals a day, clothes to cover your body and a bed to sleep in at night. You're lucky if you have a school or college to go to. You're lucky if you have a job to do. You're lucky if you have family who care for you. You're lucky if you have a hobby, if you have something to keep yourself occupied or if you aren't idle. There's so much to be grateful for in this world, so then why fret over little stuff? I know I probably sound really idealistic and philosophical and stuff, but trust me, it helps. If you realize just what you have and value it a little more, it'll make you a much happier person.

And what exactly defines a 'bad time'? If the person you like doesn't speak to you, is it the end of the world? If a close friend drifts off onto an unknown path, do you break down, stop right there and give yourself misery? If you think you have no friends, do you wall yourself off from the rest of the world and try to reciprocate the 'meanness'? It's not gonna help! Not many people recognize the strength and power of the relationships they have with others. Some bonds are very deep and you don't even know it. There are people I know who probably don't know it, but I'd risk a lot for them. But that's fine by me. They don't need to know it. I'm not looking for anything in return. Friendship is a very deep word and everyone has more friends than they think. And if any of them stray off line, why do you disclaim responsibility and renounce the relationship? They are your friends, you gotta help them. They may not even know they're wrong, you've gotta tell them - they depend on you for that.

At the end of the day, life isn't very long and you have to try and make the most of it. Sometimes, everything may seem like too much to handle. You may wanna just board yourself up in a corner and shut everything out. Well, do it. But after a while, when you come back to reality, look up at where you're going instead of down where you came from. Always look forward to what will be instead of back to what has been. There's always happiness in this world, it's up to you to find it. If you keep demanding more from life, you'll never be satisfied. Instead, sit back and have some fun. Enjoy every little thing to the fullest. In the end, thinking negative harms no one but you.

PS - You may think that I got no clue what I'm talking about. You may say that I've never been in your position, so how would I know? True, but this is only what I believe in and it's worked for me. I've become a lot more relaxed and happier since I started following a lot of this myself. Cheers!

Follow?

Follow your heart or follow your head? An age old question posed in various forms over the ages. There is no right answer though, is there?

In all my (admittedly few) experiences with life so far, I've realized one thing - what I want to do is never what they want me to do. Who's they? They is family, they is friends, they is peers, they is people I respect, they is all the unspoken and unseen parts of society I somehow seem to be offending. Every time I decide to follow my heart and break free of societal shackles, there is a gentle tap on my shoulder. When I turn around, there is a multitude of questions staring me in the face, chief of which always is 'Are you doing the right thing?' 

Accompanying these questions are the thousands of faceless people staring at me like zombies like I’ve committed a terrible crime and should be ostracized from society forever.

It's like I've broken free from the darkness of a dark tunnel onto a beautiful green hillside, but there is always something that draws me back to that dark underbelly of the earth, teeming with rats. The rat race is a really apt term, isn't it?

A lot of this probably stems from my own ego. Acceptance and satisfaction often go hand-in-hand, but think again. Do they really? Societal acceptance and fitting in with the rest (and often bettering them) might give you an ego boost, but at the end of the day, you're still a rat in the darkness. It's always a choice one has to make - a choice between doing what everyone's doing and doing it better than them or doing what one wants to, at the risk of ridicule. Not always an easy choice to make. As I said, follow your heart or follow your head? Because in life, there is no middle path.

The Other Woman..

Love is love.
It can happen to anyone, any where, and You can't control it. It controls you.

I was going through a couple of comments and post on the various views that have come forward in the discussion about Love, Sex aur Dhoka.
 

We have tried to defend the whole thing, stating that love can happen to any one, and every one. We have talked about how society is reacting, and how it should be reacting if not the way it is reacting now. We even know the perspective of a husband, who has been betrayed, and there are more than enough accounts of a broken heart of a woman when she finds about how her husband/ boyfriend has been going around behind her back.
But have we really thought about the other woman? The one, with whom the said affair is going on. How does she feel, knowing that she is the other woman... does she love the boy, or is she also in it because there is some sort of a sexual satisfaction involved in it.
 

Things are easier I guess, if she is in it because there is just sex involves in it (Or so I am assuming) but what happens to her when she is emotionally involved too? Knowing the fact that she is the other woman... do you remember Priyanka Chopra from the movie Fashion ? There, it was a professional relationship with Arbaaz Khan that went all the way to becoming personal and then went sour, because Priyanka started demanding more of his time and eventually had a fall out, and went on to destroy her career once. Of course, one argument is that, she made a mistake and did get a chance to redeem it back.
And she did get her chance too, because, he was in it just for the lure of young sex and excitement.

But what happens, when, both of them are in it for love. The emotional attachment, when she knows that she is the other woman  and she understands that he has responsibilities too.
What does she do? Where does she go? She cares for him, wants to make sure that the world is a better place for him and survives the pain of sharing her love with someone else.
What would you label her? The marriage breaker? Someone who has done a mistake, or someone who is plain stupid to have fallen in love without really giving a bother about the world? but then, when was the last time you fell in love with someone caring a damn about the world...

I know that this post does not really make too much of sense, but I am trying to look at the other side of the coin as well... in law the Principle of Natural Justice says, that you cannot pass a judgement in a case without giving a fair chance to both the parties, so here is my case for the other party.. opinions please?

Love is...!

Some sadist out there must be sitting happily in his heaven! Because, he created the concept of love, and decided that he is going to let the world work on the concepts that he has left behind. And somewhere out here the concepts remained and the practicality of the entire thing parted ways!
And trust me, coming from me, a person who firmly believes in the concept of love and a happily ever after, there must have been a hard hitting reality that must have struck Me!

You know the romance doesn't last forever, but the fact that he or she understands your full stops in the smses also, lives on for a long time!

But the long lasting live based relationship not only requires a lot of patience and compromises, but it requires a lot of self restraint, because there is always  better fish out there!  I am not going to preach as to how, one can imbibe these qualities or run a relationship because no one but the two people in the relationship know how to run their relationship, and what works the best for them!

But here is the thing: you will go through a heart break each time you have a fight with your other half! Each time, a dream shall be broken, but the good part is, that you will always have bandwidth to build a new dream! Just remember, that, the new dream may or may not be drastically different than your own dream, that you had woven before the relationship!
Because, the number of people in your dream increase!
To think about it, we always make that compromise in every relationship, to accommodate peace in it! We just hype it when it comes to the special some one relationship! If you want it, you will take that first step!
Gone are the days when the guy ran behind the girl, but now its totally different..!

Love hurts, accept it! 
It is it's own medicine, 
an unfortunate truth, a
misconceived lie, 
take your pick! 
Love, dream! But above all- 
Believe!!

Some funny thoughts

I 'm pissed that i had to come to work this Friday evening, because I missed Redbull Air Show, and the worst part is when i see all my friends tweeting about how great the show was! but i was left with no other choice so while browsing through Internet  I saw these really funny pictures. I thought maybe they belong here for you guys to have a good laugh at.. Some of them are so true and show's the sad reality of this post modern generation.

 

F***ing - Yay!!

I am seriously pissed off.

Above all, I’m pissed off that not everyone is pissed off.

What the f*** is the big deal about the World @ 7 billion?! We should be ducking our heads and hiding in shame. SHAME! Instead, here we are, just like the f***ing apes we descended from, thumping our chests in pride about the fact that we have all been ‘fucking’ so much and pushed the world’s population to this incredibly unnecessary number. According to National Geographic it would take 200 YEARS just to count out loud to 7 billion!!

Some say that the world of 7 billion is both a “challenge” and an “opportunity.” Surely the word ‘challenge’ is the grossest understatement ever! And opportunity???!!! If I were to wager a guess, ‘opportunity’ here would probably mean some typically Unrealistically optimistic tripe about how we now have 7 billion pairs of hands to help solve all the world’s problems. I guess they’re using our glorious past as the basis for this brilliant hypothesis. Just FYI, they ‘celebrated’ the World at 6 Billion in 1999. That campaign must have been seriously awesome because just look at how those 6 billion pairs of hands have helped make the world a better place! In fact, that 6 billion gave us a whole billion more to help fix all the world’s problems!!

Do you know what happened to the eagerly awaited 6 billionth baby? He turned twelve this year. The good news is that the UN at least still sends him a birthday card.

Some say that in many ways a world of 7 billion is an achievement: Globally, people are living longer and healthier lives.

Why the f*** should this be considered an achievement? The way I see it, call it pessimistic, this just means MORE people have MORE time to fuck up the world some MORE.

I’m not angry because there are too many people in the world living longer and healthier lives, in fact, all figures available indicate that the rate at which the population grows has been reducing steadily. I’m angry because there are too many blissfully ignorant people in the world. 7 billion people standing shoulder to shoulder would fill up the city of Los Angeles. Clearly the issue is not space. It’s the contradictions we live in. The Tadiwala Road slum in Pune is right behind Le Meridien. In fact, they share a wall. That should sound strange, no?

Have you watched planet earth? The “Ice Worlds” episode shows this beautiful female polar bear and her two cubs who are crawling out of their den for the first time since their birth. It ends with this sad, hungry polar bear, struggling pathetically over melting, wafer-thin slabs of ice, and then having to swim for miles and miles and f***ing miles looking for food, risking drowning if it didn’t find land before it staggers on to a rock packed with a large saber toothed walruses. Hide and blubber so thick, this once proud predator curled up and prepared to die.

Who are we trying to save and more importantly whatever for!??! Are we really so f***ing anthropocentric that we don’t give a damn shit about the rest of life on our planet? We’re parasites. Locusts. With us gone the planet will survive. The polar bears will keep hunting seal.

Some say that the world at 7 billion is an “occasion to recognize and celebrate our common humanity and diversity.”  Why do we need to get to 7 billion in order to recognize and celebrate our common humanity?

Where’s the ‘common humanity’ in this picture? We don’t care. Why should we? We have our lives. Our families. Our communities. Our problems.

Celebrate our diversity… yeah, tell that to our gay friends, that they get ridiculed in and forgotten. Tell that to the person using drugs on the street, and then selling her body to buy more. But that’s no Benetton add is it? No, not a safe celebration at all, in fact, f*** celebrating that kind of diversity. We need punitive laws for some of the 7 billion.

Yes, they are not part of our culture I am told. Sexual violence, child abuse and rape appears to be right at home though – as are the culturally acceptable.?

But let’s return to the rest of the ‘normal and culturally acceptable’ 7 billion; like I said before, it’s not too many people on the Earth. It’s just too many pointless existences. You don’t like it. Tough. Stop reading. If you’re continuing, here’s what I think about there being 7 billion people on earth  And here is why I think that some of these existences are pointless: bad parenting. Yes, you read right.

None of us had a choice. We didn’t choose to be born. We’re a result of other people’s choices/accidents/tragedies – call it what you will. But we are at least born with the chance to redeem ourselves – what a waste when we remain unaware about life and continue to breed more unaware philistines.

There’s bad parenting here. On a large scale. And we’re perpetuating cluelessness when we don’t think about these things. How many of us can say we set the best example for our kids. And really, that’s all you can do – set the best example.

All the time we tell our kids to share. Don’t fight. Share. And yet, we never do. And 7 billion not sharing resources fairly is a disaster.

What example are we setting for our kids when we say – go to this international school, study subjects like geography and history – learn that in October 2011 we  hit the 7 billion – learn about the poverty in Africa and starving children in Somalia –but be ready at 4 when I come to pick you up to take you to Marry brown , feed you, shop for you from  the most expensive shops and Gucci for kids, then when you’re 18 you can go to university and study international relations and join a large multilateral – preach tolerance and don’t forget to stone the gay f***ers living next door – don’t worry they deserve it because they’re acting anti-cultural – one day you will find a wife (because you can’t be gay and that’s the way to prove it) – then you and the wife can f*** in this one secret position to ensure you don’t make a gay baby – no not gay – just as clueless as you are though – don’t worry about those Somali kids – nothing you can do – you’re all the way over here aren’t you.

Being angry isn’t a bad thing. Anger gets an unfair amount of bad press. All this focus on being happy and instant gratification – we forget that it’s ok to be angry or rather we’re angry about all the wrong things – why aren’t we angry that women are being raped by UN peace keeping forces that are supposed to protect them, why aren’t we angry that some rapists were acquitted,  why aren’t we angry that children (just like ours) are starving in so many parts of the world, why aren’t we angry that there are just 790 mountain gorillas left in the world – it doesn’t seem right that we get so caught up with our lives and our loves that we can’t stop to wonder why we want children.

If you really believe you can be a good parent and really believe you can contribute positively to the upbringing of another individual, think a little, why doesn’t some other parentless child somewhere in the world deserve your contribution? Surely wanting to procreate more than twice using your own gene pool is just arrogant??! I’m not saying limit the number of children you have. But my god, just be a little generous with your heart. You’ve got two of your own and now you want more, do something good for someone else’s kid. I know some of you might say, it’s a little scary to pick up a seed when you don’t know what tree it’s fallen from, and I’m not about to get into the whole nature versus nurture argument. But if you’re really worried about that, you can’t be very sure of your own parenting skills, in which case you have no business having ANY kids, least of all more unstable, insecure versions of yourself.

It still comes down to the basics of parenting – how many of you can say you set the best example for your children? How many of you can say you talk to your children, on a regular basis, about being socially and environmentally aware?

Because given the time and world we’re living in, nothing has been more important than that.

So many reasons why you won’t, or want to but cannot help…. Only one reason why you should… because really the truth is you can…

It seems only fair. And if you can’t help.. at least don’t continue to procreate.. what’s the point? If your kids are going to be as unproductive as you’ve been, why bother? That’s just a bit selfish no? Not to mention delusional arrogance in imagining the world wants or needs more of your unproductive, selfish selves in the world. Are you worried about your next life? You think God will thank you for sitting on your ass and continuing to f*** and make babies while others are dying? Didn’t he say to help people that need it?

We’re greedy. We’re telling our kids it’s ok to be greedy. And we’re getting away with it. For now.

I want rain

I want rain. Not just piddly showers that are blown around with the wind, stinging your face as a thousand mosquitoes would. I want showers, the kind that no umbrella can really hope to keep out and any reasonable expedition outdoors means that a change of clothes is forthcoming.

If the clouds are going to keep the sun out, I want them coming in huge rolling banks, ones I can stare at with awe as I sit by the sea on a promenade. When it finally begins to pour, I want to retire to the Pizzeria nearby and watch it do so.

I don't even mind having to deal with leaky windows and muddy shoes, rain soaked clothes and the occasional sniffle. It seems like a small price to pay now, at least when compared to depressingly glooming days, no rain and biting wind. I may still moan about mud-splattered jeans and dirty floors and the occasional flood, but I'll take them over grey days and empty promises of an almost-monsoon.

Even a thunderstorm would be nice. There was a time I was really scared of both lightning and thunder, but that has given away to awe. A not-so-gentle reminder, perhaps, of the fury and power that nature can be capable of. And I miss the smell of the earth. Just once I would like that fragrance of freshly drenched soil, that even a concrete jungle like Male' can't hide.

Is it too much to ask for?