Archive for February, 2007
flower bouquets and wreaths
Whole world is busy running towards something. Close friend’s death is forgotten, other’s sufferings are forgotten; World is so busy that no body is ready to listen to anybody’s story. Be it happy or sad.
Everybody is interested in knowing other’s downfall through somebody else. Someone might be following me stealthily. I don’t know. I am not interested in knowing that. All I know is people around me are restless. Nobody is sleeping well these days. They are constantly watching others. They are constantly thinking about others. They think that this life is a race. They want to outsmart everyone.
If Ramu buys a Samsung LCD, then Somu buys a Sony LCD. If Tagore buys a Honda City, then Dinesh buys a Skoda. If Kunal dies in a road accident, then Shanmugam wishes to die in an air accident.
People are carrying flower bouquets and wreaths always. They have constant use for both. They wish a person and make him weak. They laugh at a person if he becomes weak.
my mind is sometimes narrow
A mind that is narrow, crooked, empty, suffering, deceitful, lusty always looks for an experience. It glorifies experience. It spreads to others about experiencing something.A satisfied mind never talks about experience.
After two years (D and G know the actual time frame.) I got a piece of advice from a parrot seller and a cartoon destroyer. He told me something after two years, which he could have told me when I was just two feet away from him. This is my recent experience. My mind is now narrow.Filled with vengeance. I am trying to come out of it.
Another peacock seller and a square headed fellow is frequently calling me these days to get love tips. He did not project me or D as his best friend to her. He told her that a balloon seller in Nandanam and a tooth pick seller in Poes Garden are his close friends. Hell. We are the ones, spending 2 hours a day to listen to his tales.
All these things happen in the name of friendship.
Today I will be seeing horrifying scenes of people walking with hopes, lust(love), red-balloons and shyness..inflammable Cards.
Appraisal
When you are going out with a group of people, some people, though they are new to the group, they mingle more freely in the group. They call people with nick names; they take more liberties with people (opposite sex) in a short span of time. They have developed this trait somewhere. This trait helps people to get a proper rating in a society based domain.
Appraisal is not only for software junkies. It is for everyone. A lorry cleaner to municipal driver to General Managers to vice presidents, everyone gets appraised periodically. Politicians too get appraised once in 5 years. Appraisal period is a period with known anomalies and aberrations. In some places the deciding authority or a manager (I hate this term) can override the ratings of a favorite subordinate irrespective of his performance; in some places the managers are so helpless that they blame it on the system, when a subordinate questions him for his ill fated ratings. Ratings are nothing but benefits. Benefits can range from a pack of gaaja beedi to horlicks to bus ticket to just-a-pat-on-the-back to a kiss to a sex to a bag of currency notes or stocks.
Appraisals are everywhere. It uniformly drives one person from lower level of insanity to a higher level of insanity.
A man gets appraised and he remains happy. He remains happy till the level of mediocrity changes from lower to higher. This is so common in all society, be it an office or a local saloon. He starts to bad mouth about the organization or his boss when he has attained the higher level of mediocrity. He finds so little space to move. All the factors surrounding him provide him little space to move. He gets asphyxiated. He then takes a drastic decision like doing MBA, marrying, falling in love, Switching jobs, doing some socially prohibited activities, buying balloons, singing a song in the toilet, etc.
Any man is a representation of 1000 years of historical values, sentiments and idiosyncrasies. He is sediment of non-existent values, fallacies, and dumbness. He is so weak, fragile and hopeless that he wants to suffer repeatedly in a known society than in an unknown society. That is why we see masochistic ladies suffering in the hands of torturing husbands and henpecked husbands diligently obeying sadistic wives.
