Quo Vadis, Homo Sapiens?

An old post revisited :)

I have been much occupied with reading a few old Tamil classics over the last few days and it has transported me back to the way of life back in 900AD circa.

The lifestyles were plenty back then; from the life of a dedicated gardener whose life would be spent in the gardens supplying flowers every day for the temple nearby to the life of a hardened soldier who had endure various troubles to uphold his honour and allegiance to his king.

The choices for these men were made during their birth and work flowed from one generation to another. Yet some men braved the society and broke free to choose their own destiny. Many had failed while some succeeded to reach great heights.

Upon reading such tales of success and grandeur, it was hard to note the role played by religion and violence. Wars and Rituals ruled and affected the life of everyone in a country let alone the tactical conspiracies that our ancestors were so famous for.

It makes more sense to see the world as it is now filled with conflicts and war. We have evolved in many ways yet chose to retain many of our old ways. Somewhere along that road of evolution, we had lost the true meaning of life; life, as the early societies of humans would have lived where they had come together for communal harmony and development; more so for survival.

I can’t help but think that - "Life can be loved and lived in a simple way if only we all want a life that is unlike what this society has deemed it to be".

Quo Vadis, Homo Sapiens? Why don't we yearn anymore for Peace and Happiness for all the living beings around us?

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Those who know me well will tell you the whole story of my obsession for obsessions. Whether it's about a person, a character, a book, an accessory, the weather or a new idea!!!

I still haven't figured out the real cause of this phenomena though, but as long as it keeps me in high spirits, who cares!!!

Its kinda strange how something can be so powerful to occupy your senses completely and then leave you as if it doesn't exist. This momentary magic is hard to explain, this week it's Nadal (Yeah you got it right ...the hottest chap of tennis :P...sigh)...Last week it was Dalai lama n Tibet. Before it was Michael Jackson's "you are not alone" and way before Manchester United and Ronaldo ..ohhh... what a life!!!And how can I forget my all time obsession for food ;)

I wonder why I only talk, eat, drink, sleep and dream about these obsessions. I remember this year during my exams it was Rahul Gandhi and his dimples(ooh) and during exam prep - Che Guevara and other leftist ideology [god bless my result :( ] coz instead of mugging up literature, I was busy thinking about adventures. And man during US elections it was Obama ( ohhh I still think he is cutest) and of course how can I forget my daily cute guy crushes huh (good heavens!). Those cheesy debates on the existence of GOD. God bless my friends, who had to bear my Osho cum Nirvana cum Lama cum Emo cum The monk who sold his Ferrari phase (chill I still haven't given my worldly pleasures and love my PC and footwear and dresses) and also I am yet to achieve Nirvana (but you never know) yet the discussion lasted for a week or two (which eventually didn't lead us anywhere... lols :P).

I remember how we used to discuss the important topics like why can't they ban smoking or drugs for that matter, when they know its harmful. My obsession for color black and that black coffee without sugar and when I called all my friends to search a guitar locket anywhere they can ...just because I want it!!! Its strange but fun ;) .... And lately it's about these bizarre ideas to change the world. As they say, " People who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who actually do". No matter how unrealistic my ideas are to actually materialize but it feels great to remain obsessed to my obsessions !!!


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Timeless Child

This is my first attempt to cover the social menace of child molestation. I personally feel the sickness inside a pedophile is untreatable. The stats are available with most of the NGOs and other law enforcement agencies globally that states that all those who go through such horror in their earilier lives are often over taken by prolonged post-traumatic stress and other psychological disorders .Many of them even end up in juvenile homes and prisons when they grow up. Please read the poem only if you wish to feel the pain of a child who gets physically abused instead of witnessing endless love from all the corners of the world.

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Painting on a white paper piece

These shivering hands holds the brush

Need the right color from my valise

You do it slowly theres no rush

Sitting like a cornered stone

Lost in lullaby of my dreams

Just learned how to spell 'ozone'

Few reminiscence of self-esteem

Then you happened on a dark new day

Holding my fingers with a father's touch

Helping me with my sketches

Behind your eyes lived that ugly lust

You whispered every word of faith

Wish I could understand your plot

Fading innocence in every breathe

I was your sweetest jackpot

"Mother Mary dont you hear

I always did my homework in time

Jesus dont you see my tears

That crash upon the filthy chimes"

Every moment turned to hour

Trauma inflicted through that pain

Did my best to resist your power

That white paper and those red stains

I was left crawling in the doorway

As you zipped and left away with pride

You knew it was my eighth birthday

The day when my childhood died

sometimes I lived in Prozac,

sometimes I needed morphine

Yesterday I came out of rehab

Tomorrow I'm turning nineteen

Mother Mary dont you see now

I have got a hand full of guns

Every bullet has your name

Every moment has your burns

I'm trigger happy as I can be

Found you drunk at August's bar

Between your eyes I placed the three

Jesus you pushed me this far

Painting on a white paper piece

These trembling hands holds the brush

Your death was my final bliss

I painted slowly , there was no rush !

..tum shayad kahin nahi..

Suni si ek raah

us par gharein se kuch nishaan

kisi ki sahami hui yaadon ke

sisakte hu kuch waadon ke

dard se karhaati hui roshni

dhuein main dhundlati se ek khushi

aankhon ko bhigoti hui kuch boondee

kaano se gujarti hui kuch awazee

kisi ke aane ki woh aahat

waqt ke ruk jaane ki woh chahat

woh dubta hua suraj

woh sharmate hue sitare

sukhe patoo se khelti hui woh hawa

khidki se jhakti hui woh raatein

chupkee se yaad aati hui woh baatein

Asmaan ko chune ki woh koshish

kisi ko paaney ki woh khuwaish

haathon main simti si ek lakir

aankhon main chippi si ek tasveer

woh khud hi rhuthna

woh khud hi manana

woh mutthi main band kuch sapne

woh bichadee hue kuch apne

gujarta hua har pal yuhi

bheka hua kuch-kuch kahin

khamosh si hai lahree sabhi

khoo gayi zindgi kahin

tham sa gaya sab kuch

par waqt hai pata nahi kuch

hu aaj bhi 'main' wahin-kahin

aur 'tum' shayad kahin nahi

The Legend of Sandeep Malan - 1

(All characters in this post have nothing to do with those living or dead..)


‘Sir ,please sir , I want leave for just 2 days sir,’ Sandeep asked his boss Mr D’Silva to grant him a leave of 2 days. He was much disappointed with himself as he believed that he has mastered the art of fooling his seniors .In his previous work place at Kolkatta , he was reportedly said to have fooled his bosses many times.He used to make some weird stories and used to roam around with his girlfriend Richa .This work place was a different challenge for him as most of the time he used to scrubb his ass doing some important work .Although he joined “ Airvoice Telecommunications “ with a work experience of 4 years behind his shoulder, he hardly got any respect from his peers.He just made a single friend who used to be like him .She was Asbah Khan from Hyderabad who was a year younger to him.

Sandeep never liked his boss much .At Utel cellular ,he used to work under a female called Nisha Malhotra who had graduated from IIM-B.It was said that Sandeep had a crush on his boss ,and it was one of the reasons why he was kicked out from Utel Cellular,Kolkatta.

‘Why the hell ,do you need a leave ?.’ Sandeep’s boss asked Sandeep.

'Sir,it is 14th June,' he said to his boss.

‘Tomorrow is 15^th June and after that it will be 16^th,whats the big deal in it,’ the boss said to Sandeep.

‘Sir ,my best friend’s dad lost his life in major accident at Southern Express highway.He is my best friend and I admire that Uncle very much,’ Sandeep said to his boss.

‘Sir,grant me leave for just 2 days ,’ he added.

‘Well, I appreciate your respect towards your friend and his dad, but this is office,’ the boss said to Sandeep.

‘Ok ,this is the first time and I am giving you leave just because I believe your words,’ The boss gave him a leave of 2 days.

Sandeep Malan never had any best friends in his real life.All his friends used to back stab him which affected him a lot.He didn’t had any best friends and how could his best friends dad would have met with an accident.

The truth was that on 15^th June,Rajnikanth’s much awaited movie called ‘Sivaji’ was getting released.He was already aware that Rajnikanth’s movie had already created big media hype .He was eagerly waiting for this movie since the shooting work had already started.His eyes initially used to be glued to ‘headlines today’ news reporters especially those beautiful girl .Rajnikanth is a popular star icon in India.He was desperately waiting to see Sivaji,Rajnikanth and most importantly Shriya Saran.He went directly to Cine max on 14^th june just as he left his office.He went straight to Cine max movie theatre.He was shocked to see the long queue of the superstar fans who were just like him waiting to see Sivaji.He was behind some 800 people.His turn came the next day at 5 am.

This was similar to Ganesh devotees stranded at Lal baugh who wait for a long time just to get a view of Lord Ganesha.Here we can compare the devotees to the fans and Rajnikanth as Lord Ganesha.

He got 2 tickets for the 3pm show .One he kept for himself and one he sold to one of the person standing aside him with double amount.The very next day he was dressed like a groom although he was wearing the same dress .He reached the movie complex at 2.30 pm .He could not wait to see his famous actor.Rajnikanth was like a god to him.The movie finally started,it was Rajnikanth’s entrance where he dances waving his hands here and there just to outperform other dancers.At one point of time ,he even got up from his seat and he danced just like him.

"Rajni Rocks ,' He screamed and clapped just like a normal Rajnikanth fan.

Richa had came for the same show with her friends.

She looked behind to see the person who was creating a mess of that place .She was stunned to see her lover Sandeep Malan.Soon during the breaks she caught hold of him and spoke to him. She tried calling him since past 3 weeks,but Sandeep used to avoid her.He always used to cut her phone calls,so she used to call him Mr.Busy.She asked him to wait outside after the movie.As soon as the movie got over,Sandeep ran outside as if he was in some state of emergency.He wanted to go to his home as quick as possible .He wanted to reach his place before 7 pm.

‘Bhaiyya ,please jaldi jao naa ,’ He urged the rickshaw driver to accelerate the speed.

Richa was searching for him outside the theatre ,but as usual she was disappointed once again.She wanted to know the reason why he had been avoiding her.

‘Bhaiyya ,fast,jaldi hai,’ sandeep told the auto rickshaw driver.

'kya saab bathroom lagi hai kya,’ the driver replied back.

‘Arey vaise hii kuch jaldi hai, jaldi jaa yaar,’ sandeep said to him.

‘Fast mere bhai,jaldi jaa,’ he added.

(To be continued..)