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Dog v/s Donkey

In a seminar which I attended a few days back, which was half educational and half inspirational in nature, the speaker drew an interesting analogy between man and animal.

There are two type of people: There are the dogs, and there are the donkeys.

If you notice dogs, a semi- intelligent creature, when stuck in the middle of a highway with vehicles swooshing by, all confused, they have a tendency to run back and forth. Eventually, baaam, they are hit. Donkeys on the other hand, dumb creatures when sitting in the middle of the same road, wouldn’t budge from their position, come whatever may. A speeding driver knows from a distance that I need to go round it. Result the donkey lives.

Moral of the story, it much better being a donkey than dog. Though the latter is more intelligent than the former, it is the donkey which survives. Make a decision and be a donkey. Stick by your decision.

Now my situation resembles to that of a dog.

Whenever I manage to get my ass down to study….Should I study for CAT, should I be working on the minor project, sessionals and semesters both are approaching, should I study for them…. After contemplating for a few minutes, or sometimes for up to an hour, I bid adios to the books.

I want to be a donkey. I just can’t decide where I want to sit.

Estranged cousin’s wedding: Episode Two:Indora

The journey was uneventful other than the part where the only way to reach indora was by crossing the river in the car!! Yes a river right in the middle of a dirt road.

The driver paused at the bank momentarily, a person sitting behind a pickup truck passing by the car shouted as it crossed the river ” the water is not deep you can cross it in the car”. The driver a sardarji, turned the key and stepped on the gas and in we went. As my mom was all freaked out an the level of the water rose, my sister shouted back “quickly nidhish get the camera”. At one point of time it almost looked like the car wouldn’t make it through but it did. Though it didn’t come out very well I did manage to take a pic with the car in the river.

Indora is a small town in Himachal Pradesh with minimal development. Narrow roads, a population of some 5,000 in an area greater than 50 km in radius. It’s the sort of place you would like to visit when you get sick and tired of the hustle bustle of the city.

Why I love being, not in love.

Being single is not as bad as I thought it would be when I ended relationship with my girlfriend of 2 years. Its actually quite awesome. Reasons

You don’t need to be by the phone 24x7.

You don’t feel ashamed when you swear.

You can be as perverted and cheap as you want to be.

You are free to ogle at hot chics.

You can have friends.

Your telephone bills shrink to near zilch

You miraculously seem to have more money in your pockets these days.

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Estranged cousin’s wedding: Episode One:The Background

Things have never been rosy between my mom and the the younger of my two buas. But the thing hit rock bottom when I was in Kenya along with my dad. It reached a stage where my mom and bua couldn’t be in the same room without heated exchange of words. The best you could expect was a namste ji with a forced smile on both their faces followed by an awkward silence.

The wedding was to take place in Pathankot, and all events including ladies sangeet and saint were to take place in Indora. The sort of place which doesn’t come up on any search results on the web and google earth says that it doesn’t exist.

It was a must for me to go for the wedding as father is not here and the mama has a very significant role to play in the nieces wedding, and if the mama is not present to perform the rites, it’s the responsibility of the son to perform them in his place.

The White Tiger

The White Tiger by Arvind Adiga is by far the piece of fiction I have read in the recent times. Its a story of how a simple village folk transforms into a ruthless murderer and then to a modern day entrepreneur.

Balram in certain ways serves as metaphor for the Delhiites .

Arvind manages to bring out the true character of Delhi. A city which has the ability to corrupt even the most innocent of people. The way balram murders his master, not because he was mistreated or demeaned in any way, but out of sheer desire to move ahead. Much like many people we all know, at least those of us who in Delhi, people who are ready to do whatever it takes to succeed.

A must read.

Contradictions

Today was one of those days when there a lot to be done, but still you don’t have anything to do. There are so many things you want to do, yet you can’t find any you can. The sort of day you want, gets over quickly, yet leaves you saddened when it does.

Contradictions, life is full of them.

All too philosophical, but look around and the world is full of them. A nation hit by the worst drought in decades, with people dying in floods. A man who invented dynamite, instituting the highest honor for promoting peace. A man traitor to one country, hero to another.

It is this nature of life which leaves me bewildered at times. Just one of those days which gets you thinking.