Desh ki Samasya aur chutti ka din

Scene 1: Setting a housing colony in Bangalore in the evening

Mr. Sharma: Again a power cut, the government is useless, full of corrupt people who only know how to take bribes.
Mr. Iyer: I fully agree with you Sharmaji, our country is going down the drains. We
should learn something from the world. Last year I went to meet my son staying in Canada, Oh! My god what clean roads, 24 hr water supply, pollution free air.


Scene 2: Mr. Sharma’s house

Mrs. Sharma: Aji suniye Mr. Iyer ka phone hai pooch rahe hain election wale din chutti hai kahin ghoomne jaane ka plan hai? You know a short one day
trip.

Mr. Sharma: Haan chalte hain waise bhi aisa mauka baar baar kahan milta hai.

I am a Criminal!

Being fat is a crime and trust me whatever good qualities, qualifications you have cannot compensate for this guilt.
People who are murderers, robbers, rapists can hope to get love in their life but a fat person stands no chance .We are just burdens on our family ,on the society, I sometimes wonder why the society allows us to live. I think there must be a monthly weight check-up for everybody and anybody found overweight should be terminated, will save the poor souls a lot of humiliation and disappointments which they suffer throughout their life and the society will be spared the torture of having to look at unsightly, ugly people.
After all the entire world belongs to the thin and the beautiful. So make way fatso owners of the world are arriving.

Truth

It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.

...From Lady Chatterley's Lover

And the book is a must read for people who are not puritans and can appreciate something written from the heart.

No hung parliament please!

With the election season in full swing I just have one hope that the people
of this nation are able to arrive at some sort of decision.Nothing can be worse for a
country still plagued with diferences of region,religion,caste,creed etc etc than a government
formed with the help of regional parties who lend and withdraw their support in return of a seat in the cabinet.
So no third front for me .

A nation of hypocrites

Beaten to death by teachers,
Sold to work in brothels,
Forced to work in hotels,
Raped, tortured, used, abused
And we still claim children are the future of the nation.

Stories and Stones

This is where the royal danseuse must have enthralled the entire court,
This is where the King must have met and discussed matters of great importance,
This is where the queen must have walked in the evenings accompanied by her maids.
Stones do tell a story,
All you need to do is lend them a patient ear and a little imagination,
Listen to them carefully they are capable of transporting you to a different era all together,
Look at the flag perched on the top of the temple dome, doesn’t it say I have been here for centuries.
Sit down in the courtyard for a moment; u can imagine people who must have roamed them dressed in all their colorful finery in the times of kings,
Stones do tell a story,
Listen to them.

What is reality?

I don’t know what is more real the joy of being together for some time or the pain of saying goodbye each time. I don’t even know whether I am greedy or crazy or whether all the people in love feel like this.
One thing I know for sure is that the feeling of wanting to be together for life and the fear of living a life without him are very real.