If a parallel world of utopia could be created in our minds about miracles, hope, trust and “All is well”, why should I choose to make my life an exception? “Ahhhh!!! This lune and his state of psychosis” You must have cursed. But wait… I am channelizing my psychotic energies towards the much accepted direction, celebrating Life. Tadaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! After giving it due (ok may be some more was due) consideration, I have opted differently about my take on taking up philanthropic ventures. Oh!!! Sorry!!! Just a quick recap. I was losing my mind about making a decision on whether I choose to become a social activist…fulltime. Sounds downright preposterous and hilarious, right? Well now, I have finally learnt how blissful ignorance really is. So, what do you do to forget misery around? “Well, you could do your bit and leave the rest to god”, is what the good religious social activist said when I queried about joining in. I wanted to tell her so badly that a ‘bit’ will not suffice i

In times when career, boss, girlfriend, multiplex, promotion, marriage, home loan should govern my world, I find time to get frustrated. Frustrated because everything and everyone around seem to be disturbing the natural order of things or rather what should be the natural order of things. A random conversation with a friend went even more random, when she told me that I am man who is not ignorant which makes me see beyond the obvious and that I am humane which makes me identify injustice. However, she added that I am not an intellectual, so I act on what I see and don’t think and write and read before taking a tiny step. Instead of giving me red cheeks and an inflated ego, that made me more frustrated. I don’t know if she was just playing with words or she meant everything she said. But may be she delicately put me in equilibrium of “To be or not to be”.  I see people. People with biases, people with biases about people, people hating people, people hurting people. I manage

A friend said --- those who read it in the restroom purely do so to overcome digestive ailments. “Israel dropping a bomb on Gaza strip”, “Wife murders husband suspected to be gay”, “Stampede in a temple kills 23” Such news can give your body the jolt that it needs specially at those crucial hours of the day. ;) Sorry to have started with a creepy example. But it was a thought that could not be missed. I started reading the newspaper with half closed eyes and a big yawn. First news related to the Ambani brothers feud. I wonder how money divides family in such a big way. The entire country suffers due to their ‘family’ tensions. Every time they fight (the supreme court is where the family drama with corporate undertones unfolds) and one wins and other loses, the shareholder of the latter loses big money. Even the Prime Minister is said to have conducted several peace keeping meetings to make happen a very unlikely “Bharat Milap”. But the 5% contributors to national GDP seem to lac

You stop @ the traffic signal and curse the city traffic…..your overtly punctual boss…yourself. Its ten seconds down…and the dust from the automobiles has settled down a bit. The helmet is already a little heavy for you. You take it off and inhale the dirty traffic air with comfort. Almost at the same second, a scooty comes parallel to your bike and stops. “Another addition to the misery!!!” You crib. You start thinking of useless things like how superior your bike is to the scooty standing 2 meters away. Thank god you don’t have car….you’d be stuck in traffic much longer. Did someone say "Loser"? Oh. My conscience. The rider of the bike lifts the helmet…exactly after ten seconds. Both of us look at each other......Blank stares. Realizing that in 2 seconds, we start looking elsewhere. 5 Seconds later, we look at each other again...with a pleasurable familiarity. “Ah!!! You again. Wssp? Long time hun?” But we continue to maintain a poker face...We look awa