hell of a start

even before we could start our journey. we got to know the ugly faces of indian

commercialism.
no doubt there are only two types of people, those who take the plunge and those who dont.
we had booked a thunder bord royal enfield through a motors showroom in ahmedabad. the guy

said it would be a decently new bike which had clocked its initial 1000 km and is in superb

condition.
our happiness knew no bounds. me and gole were on for the kutch trip. a trip we fondly

called the trip of a lifetime.
the guy who was dealing said we need to submit a xerox copy of license and advance payment @

750 per day.
we happily agreed and did the same.
but everything went smooth untill today.
when we were just about to pick the bike from the showroom he said that we need to give him

a blank cheque in case of any accidents.

what the fuck really.

the man whom in fondly call as mr. shithole had the following conversation:

gole: are u kidding me? blank cheque?
mr. shithole: yes
gole: nobody gives a blank cheque, your father also wouldnt give your mom a blank cheques

even if she got fucked over a thousand times.
mr. shithole: sir, ur language please
gole: sir , your beahaviour please
mr. shithole: alright then give me a cheque equivalent to the price of the bike, i.e. 1 lakh

7 thousand
gole with his hands on head and red with anger said " seriously are you nuts?"
do one think, just give me my money back - 3750
mr. shithole: come get it (there was a certain mock in his tone)

keeping down the phone, gole turned over..
'binni ! i think the trip is screwed'
binnni: no babes, we are screwed..
gole in a tone of whatever : yeah
binni: no seriously
gole: what the fuck are you talking about?
binni: we are going anyway, come what may... so even if he doesnt lend his bike we are going
gole: how
binni: your splendor
gole: impossible
binni: impossible is nothing, just that we need to buy some whisper sanitary pads
gole gave out a mocking laugh beacuse it was super evident he didnt understand the

unfinished joke

binni: see we need pads while riding on a spelndor and hence sanitary pads. plus our asses

may bleed all the way, so we may need something to soak the blood up.

hypocrisy - R.I.P

I am amazed by the nature of hypocrisy present in all of us.

I would admit in front of my friends that i dont give a damn if anybody reads my blog or not. Yet i have attached an HTML counting ticker which tells me repeatedly : "go off you asshole.. u are the only one coming back again and again to this page, nobody else isnt even vaguely bothered".

I have also attached frontline links which i have never used myself nor have listened to the BBC radio still, i would have them here just to show I am intellectual sort of guy. funny.. yet true..

Talking of hypocrisy would lead to an unending line of discussions (after all we have abt 3 billion females in the world).

For now what we can all do to root out hypocrisy from our lives would be to follow these 3 steps:

1. Its okay to be uncool (in whatever sense it maybe).

2. Its taking me nowhere, rather do i really mean what i just said out of hypocrisy?.. ( now u ppl are doubting my sanity/soberness)..

3. Be proud of what you have done , ONLY IF it doesnt hurt any other being.

expectations

The greatest weight on Earth

For the past few days, i am feeling crumpled under a sheer force.
So heavy that sometimes it makes me choke. I feel as the full weight of the force is

concentrated precisely at my heart and there is no escaping it.

After some (not-so) logical analysis, i found out that the weight was nothing but my own

expectations. makes perfect sense.
who else would be bothered to cause me so much pain? i firmly believe that you are born

alone and live alone only..

nothing can infiltrate you except you yourself.. even pregnancy is temporary.. you take out final product after the processing is over.. so everytime its basically what you make of yourself..

example time: if some body says something good, you start thinking good about yourself that

is what matters.. not what somebody else said..

so getting back to the main topic... expectations.. funny thing.. and even funnier how a the

hindu gita text can be right even after abt 5000 yrs of existence...

"do you work.. donot have any expectations.." i guess i am a step closer to understand the

thing..

if we have expectation, we rarely take the bad consequences into consideration.. but a

thing can go wrong inspite of our hard work due to a number of factors.

you then have 2 options:

either calculate precisely which all factors will lead to the result, that way you will be

able to predict almost everything on earth.. but should you miss any of them.. your results

may vary drastically..

or you can choose not to evaluate any of the factors that will lead to result of your

karma.. just let it be so... when the time comes you shall see it for yourself..

now time for something out of my own experience still would like to make it as vague as possible.
if you truely desire a girl, but for some reasons you dont have her in your life as a

girlfriend, then what to do?

first of all we need to understand the mechanism of expectations.. you dont instantly fall

in deep (shit) love.. any communication body language or verbal is misinterpreted for a long

time for as per your convinience.. untill the time that it doesnt remain so convinient...
a simple smile seems inviting to delve deeper in relationship (shit).. finally when you

realise the truth, and come terms to it.. you already have piled on a lot of expectation

(shit) on yourself.. and now for once you can say that you are in deep shit..

as in my case i have taken each kind gesture to be an invitation.. and slowly opening my

eyes, i realise there is yellow all around.

Its love yet again... really??

This post is about Dumbledore's favorite solution: Love.

Do u really believe ther is something called love? or is it only a concept like ether?

I really dont believe that there is someone made for you.. decided in the heaven..

Its just our aquaintances and our preferences that make us feel that we are in love.

And I am not just talking about opposite sexes. Its love for everything.

Your parents, you food, your clothes, your country..

Whenever you cannot justify that your preferences are more correct than others, then you got to know that something is wrong..

I would love to touch each topic, but I am afraid that would make this post a redundant and monotonous one. Still...

Parents: Nearly everybody's love them from the bottom of their heart.. so who wins? they say there is no win/loss in love.. if there is a thing called love.. why are we scared to quantify it?

if our love for god can be quantified and religions can easily claim others as infidels.. we arent we touching base upon this subject as well?

You just love your native place, home made food, clothes that you are familiar with..

so finally according to me as of now, love is nothing but comfort.. and this comfort rises out of constant aquaintance...

now the big thing: opposite (or same) sex love as we know it..

a guy meets a girls.. falls in love.. but why? and more importantly how?

our brain is really a fantastic thing..

IT ALWAYS TRIES TO COMAPARE NEEDS WITH THE OFFERINGS AND SETTLE THE REMAINING AS HOPE..

so the moment you see a girl satisfying 80% of your needs, you make yourself understand that someday the 20% would follow.. interesting theory .. but true..

many people in india dont eat non veg foods, and wanna live with their family traditions all their life.. no wonder i rarely see them around with a hot chick having non veg (because they cant introduce her to their parents)..

so next time you fall in love as i will also do.. just remember that marriages are not made in heaven unless you fondly call your brain by the name of 'heaven'...

Special? Think Again..

This article begins with insight of thinking something as special. I would rather ask what is special? It is something that is something different from ordinary or is its only a matter of perception? Recently on my friend's birthday i realised it. Its only perception. There is almost nothing special about being except for the tittle we give it to them. During the great Indian Engineering hostels days, there was almost endless merriment and laughter. The money wouldnt just matter. Infact I am sure of the fact now, the more the money you have, the more planned things are. So, the fun of spontaneity is not just there. I am also of the firm opinion that some people are just better at sensing things than you. May be they can see the doom looming over. One of my seniors (siddharth prakash) in his last hostel birthday celebration in college rightly understood the concept. He said your birthday is only as special as you want it to be. Since this is my first post, I wouldnt stretch it infinitely. I would just like to generalize the concept. YOUR LIFE IS AS SPECIAL AS YOU WANT IT TO BE. SO MAKE IT A GOOD ONE.

Blissfully Ignorant

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