Thursday, July 28, 2005

Luckless Law or Lawless Conspiracy?

In recent times, it seems like all of law-enforcement is going through some seriously bad-karmic-times. All three cases have good/honest intent going horribly awry in common, apart from seriously tragic results.

First, the Metropolitan police shooting an innocent man in London.

Second, the Indian Army killing a group of (again) innocent boys.


(arguably) Third, the police in Gurgaon trying to (what was originally...) control a huge mob.

The epilogue?

1. A Paid Vacation.
2. Arrests and Apologies
3. Blood, More Blood, a Judicial Probe, and a Bandh

Monday, July 25, 2005


You Are 28 Years Old


Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

and to think all this while I believed I was 27! BAH!

Friday, July 22, 2005


Just read this article. Feeling sad, sick, and proud all at once.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

A Voyeur’s View

Background: On Friday, I was at a friend’s place for a house-warming dinner thingy. I had been experiencing this mild discomfort-ish feeling I my abdomen for the last three days and the feeling continued at the do.

Suddenly, towards the latter half of the evening, I developed what I can best describe as a series of shooting pains in my abdomen area. These rapidly increased in intensity and in well, the periodicity of occurrence. They worsened enough for me to have to leave the party soon enough.

The unbelievably voyeuristic part: While in the car on my way home (a friend was dropping me) coupled with dealing with the pain et all, I had thoughts like “What if I am dying and no one, not even me, knows it?” I then proceeded to rationalize it by telling myself, “I walked on my own to the car so I can’t be…but what if I am stronger than most other people and therefore, I could still be dying!”

In retrospect, this conversation threw up a whole series of questions about who/what kind of a person I am:

  • Is it ‘media influence’ or have I always been this way?
  • Does this sort of thing apply to others’ lives too?
  • Am I the kind of person all those MMS’s and taped conversations are targeted at?
  • Worse, is the TOI written for people like me?

A (read: escapist) part of me doesn’t even want to know the answers for fear of what they might reveal. Life crap is.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Give Peace a chance

In the tradition of things that the Hallmark/Expressions/Archies-ruled times have brought about, apparently, tomorrow is World Peace Day.

On this momentous occassion, I have a few suggestions to bring some (peace) about:
  • Take an appointment with George W Bush and pour your guts out about everyone from the bully at school to your friendly neighborhood MLA. The more the people who know about them, the more likely that damn bully will finally get to pay for messing with you.
  • Write a 1000 word article about your path breaking discovery on anti-dandruff shampoo being a potent biological weapon and get it published in the NY Times. This would create a furore and lead to the US immigration officials arresting anyone with more than 21666 hair on their head as a potential terrorist.
  • Use your Visa card to buy all the doves in Rajasthan and set them free in a widely covered symbolic event. This would showcase the cultural heritage of India AND show them buggers at MasterCard a thing or two.
  • Write and release another book on Lady Diana, and how you witnessed a torrid affair between her and LK Advani. This would deflect all media attention, and nobody would care about boring, mundane things like wars and weapons anymore.

Do add any ideas/strategies you can think of...

Monday, July 04, 2005

A question

...and not very original at that, but want to ask it anyway:

"Don't it always seem to go
...that you don't know what you got
till it's gone?

They paved paradise
to put up a parking lot..."