Abyss

You walk along the path of life and it feels like it's an abyss.

Deep.

Dark.

Unending.

And you never know what will come up next, what will happen next or what the outcome will be.

You just walk along, trot along or run along depending on how much you can manage. All you have to guide you in this abyss is your faith. Not because faith makes you strong and all that. But because it's all you've got: you have no other option.

It's like holding a rope - one you can't see, but feel - and walking in a dark, deep, unending cave. You walk / trot/ run with its help. There comes a rock, suddenly, and you slip. You arms flail, trying to use the rope to help you maintain your balance, help you to not fall. But you fall anyways, and end up letting go of the rope. You get up, dust your clothes and curse the rope: what frigging good was it anyways. You walk on for some time without the rope disgruntled with the entire idea of its being, but sooner or later, sometime eventually you flap your arms about in the dark to look for it. You search frantically till you can finally feel it again and then you resume your walk, holding onto it tightly.

For something is better than nothing, right?

Until next time…

They

They say you should let life take its course, not worry too much, and relax for what has to happen will happen. And everything happens for the good.

They have had a very easy life, I'd say.

How can you just let it be? There are certain issues that nag you all the time: why did this happen? Or what will happen now? Etc and these issues consume your mind your energy your existence with a fervor so great you are pretty much incapable of doing or even thinking something else. How, then, are you supposed to just lay back and let whatever is happening, happen. How, then, can u just leave it up to God & Destiny & Fate?

Do They also not say that God helps those who help themselves?

Should we not then do something, anything that we can do to make sure that events turn out in our favor? Should we not then revisit events that happened, wonder why certain things happened and be better prepared for a next time if such a situation were to arise? Should we not learn from our mistakes? Should we not make sure that we try our best not to commit mistakes? There is a God, there is Fate and there is Destiny. But is that all that is there? Do we have no power over the outcome of our life? Is everything to the tiniest detail planned and plotted by God, Fate & Destiny?

They are conspicuously quiet now.

Until next time…

TableTop & FATAK!

There is this guy that some of us have abhorrently named "TableTop"

It's best his actual identity and the reason for the name remain, well, hidden from public domain.

But the reason we gave him that name abhorrently, is because we ALL abhor him.

He's like this irritating buzzing noise that you can hear if you have a really bad TV set – one that try as hard as you may to ignore, it is so persistent that you just can't.

So he was there somewhere in the background and I wanted to drown out his abhorring voice so I put on the music and listen to the soundtrack of Kaminey (which BTW is another nice way of describing him – Kamina) and was listening to this nice number called fatak and there was that para which was so apt for TableTop!

A little backgrounder before the aforementioned para here: he has absolutely no work in life, he will never do his own work, he is always finding people to pakao & offload his work to etc, he walks around talking on his handsfree set (meant for cars???) smack in the middle of office, he talks really loudly, when he talks (to people) people scatter far away from him faster than pollen on a windy day (including the ones he was trying to talk to), since he has no work he always roaming the streets (so to say!) and bugging people who have genuine work in life, he self invites himself when a bunch is heading out for lunch, he doesn't get the hint when he Is purposely left behind!, he self invites himself to official events, his highlight of attending official events is the "imported beer" served there "for free yaar!!!!" , oh and since u must have figured out by now (even though I was trying to be professional and not mention it) that he is from my workplace I might as well mention he belongs to he senior management cadre.

Imagine.

The much amusing para:

"ginti na karna iski yaaron mei…
awara ghoomein galiyaron mein…
ye chipkoo hamesha satayega…
yeh jayega aur fir laut ayega!"

FATAK!!

Until next time…

The Mango People

Yes, I know its clichéd and everybody and their aunt who has watched Love Aaj Kal loves it, including me.

But this post is about them, The Mango People, the aam junta.

Quirky behavior that only an aam aadmii can get away with.

Like wearing masks(or handkerchiefs daaku style, for the lack of masks) to protect themselves from the so called pandemic outbreak of swine flu. And looking paranoid, shit-scared, and funny all at the same time.

Like carrying a bottle of nilgiri oil to office and making the entire office smell like a hill station fresh out of a Yash Chopra (the old original ones, not the the new ones that just carry the YashRaj tag) movies. And tearing the head of the poor person who has a genuine cold (and nothing else) for coming to office and putting everyone else in "danger".

Like tapping the person standing at the door of a local and ask – "are you going to get off at the next station?"
(And why else would I be standing at the door otherwise???)

Like being practical, and then regretting it.

Like just posting crap like this and getting away with it!

Until next time…