Conversation 1:
Hey, I love you.
I love you too, dear
……………. (Hmmm)
What do you mean?
I mean what I said………….I love you, truly, madly, deeply.
Conversation 2:
Just a minute hold on, honey……… I have another call.
Yeah, baby. I love you, you please take care. Ok.
I too love you………………dear.
Conversation 1: (After a gap of that looks like an eternity)
Sorry, dear have kept you waiting so long. That dude did not hang-up at all. Ah! You tell me, you were saying something to me, honey.
Who’s that…?
Hmmm…….just a minute I have another call…. (The guy hangs-up frustrated)
You must be wondering what is all this about? Even I wonder what is this all about. This is heard so much nowadays, that you wonder whether there is any truth in the words that are spoken at length.
The mobile phones have seemed to have taken control of the lives of the younger generation that almost 90% of the population is ready to swear by it. The conversations and held-up phone lines sum upto the unlimited offers that flood the markets and corporate at a cheaper price for an understanding and ever-lasting relationship with the service provider (Of course, you fool………..do you think relationships last, na…a. My foot……….)
The above conversation is what I happened to over hear. Sorry, no the dude was so aloud that I think he forgot where he was…….or was he actually expressing his love. For god sake, I don’t happen to be eves dropping on anybody especially the young and out of college guys and girls. All they talk about is dating and the beautiful girl gets to go with the coolest dude …………….etc. No time to understand all these and the terminologies among them. But certainly visible trait among them is – “How many you have, the more fun it is?”
Everyone is so dear to everyone that there is no one dearer than a lost friend. The term dearest friend has changed to special friend; a special friend has become a dear friend and more than a friend.
October 19, 2006
October 11, 2006
Nirvana………………in Ages
Living in this century looks like a farce. You, see a lot of changes around you nowadays that most of them threaten you and make you feel so archaic. No, no……… I don’t belong to the age of Hyder Ali’s, but yes, I belong to a world where there were a lot of tabooed things around the world of young people.
Is it that I have grown old or have things, nearby, me changed? I am not able to come to face it. No matter what, I feel there are changes in the atmosphere and the environment in total.
The creation of the modern gadgets and the 4th generation of computers with the advent of Internet or WWW at the click of your index finger get rolling to your needs and demand. These little things that have been an impact on every individual ranging across countries, cities and towns. There are people who know what it is and what it can fetch for you. The varied things under the sun are offered to you without a single stoke of fate to it.
The lesser the people know - the lesser they are, nowadays. Gone are the days when ignorance was bliss………..now it is a BOON.
The men and women, I would rather prefer to call them that, than girls and boys, because the innocence and the immaturity are almost vanished as soon as they step into colleges and this is applicable to all walks of life. Now, don’t ask me….is it?
There used to be a term called platonic, referring to the relationship between an unmarried woman and unmarried man on the friendly plane. Lot of cinemas in both the regional and national languages have emphasized this fact through movies. There can be a decent enough relation between people of opposite sex without leading to sexuality or obscenity. This was when talking to a male counterpart was considered outlawed.
Gone are those days, now you see more relations happen with your counter part than on the same sex. Yeah, there is a side effect to it…….now there are more homos than heteros. Well you see, what I am pointing at. Does this all tell you something, is there an actual change or is it phase of life that is to pass by.
My grandmother used to tell me even to talk loudly to her father was considered a curse on the girl; my mother did not have to do that. She had her share of talking’s to guys….of course without anybody knowing it ;). I too did not have any problems, as I studied in a co-ed school and college, breaking away rules of yester. But, when I am here (my phase) I see so much of change that does not well, go with the outlook of my life.
There is so much to it…………….and at the same time no further to it. I sometimes wonder looking at them is this the way of living then, what is that I had. No worries, no cries, no feelings……………just live and let live. I wonder what motivates them to do so, what keeps them coming for more or less!!??
When do they live when all they do are down on each others face, hard? Or is this living??!!
Is it that I have grown old or have things, nearby, me changed? I am not able to come to face it. No matter what, I feel there are changes in the atmosphere and the environment in total.
The creation of the modern gadgets and the 4th generation of computers with the advent of Internet or WWW at the click of your index finger get rolling to your needs and demand. These little things that have been an impact on every individual ranging across countries, cities and towns. There are people who know what it is and what it can fetch for you. The varied things under the sun are offered to you without a single stoke of fate to it.
The lesser the people know - the lesser they are, nowadays. Gone are the days when ignorance was bliss………..now it is a BOON.
The men and women, I would rather prefer to call them that, than girls and boys, because the innocence and the immaturity are almost vanished as soon as they step into colleges and this is applicable to all walks of life. Now, don’t ask me….is it?
There used to be a term called platonic, referring to the relationship between an unmarried woman and unmarried man on the friendly plane. Lot of cinemas in both the regional and national languages have emphasized this fact through movies. There can be a decent enough relation between people of opposite sex without leading to sexuality or obscenity. This was when talking to a male counterpart was considered outlawed.
Gone are those days, now you see more relations happen with your counter part than on the same sex. Yeah, there is a side effect to it…….now there are more homos than heteros. Well you see, what I am pointing at. Does this all tell you something, is there an actual change or is it phase of life that is to pass by.
My grandmother used to tell me even to talk loudly to her father was considered a curse on the girl; my mother did not have to do that. She had her share of talking’s to guys….of course without anybody knowing it ;). I too did not have any problems, as I studied in a co-ed school and college, breaking away rules of yester. But, when I am here (my phase) I see so much of change that does not well, go with the outlook of my life.
There is so much to it…………….and at the same time no further to it. I sometimes wonder looking at them is this the way of living then, what is that I had. No worries, no cries, no feelings……………just live and let live. I wonder what motivates them to do so, what keeps them coming for more or less!!??
When do they live when all they do are down on each others face, hard? Or is this living??!!
October 04, 2006
What a life!!
I was wondering what it feels to be in a lonely house on the darkened and barren lands that sprawl across on the other side on the railway track.
I have been traveling up and down for quite sometime now, to overcome my boredom. I travel by train to my hometown which is about 332 kilometers away from Chennai and lies in the mid-way of two famous cities Chennai and Coimbatore.
It is a small town or rather nowadays it has acquired the status of a city, it is named Salem. Yeah, man a very sequel to the one famous on the US lands. The journey lasts for about 4 to 5 hours by the Indian standards of an ‘express train’. It travels through a lot of hilly region and passes through a little bit of what you call a tiny belt of Western Ghats. You get to see a lot of folded mountains and you also pass through them.
I have always traveled through these places right from my childhood and have never happened to ponder before, maybe due to innocence of childhood or lost in thoughts (during early teens and aftermath).
Of lately I have been into revelations and rejuvenate myself with thoughts of several heavenly and saintly feelings that I haven’t noticed before in me. I am into looking at the other side of life with grim and collect feelings that are not humanly in more than words.
Used to a techie life here back in Chennai, I had most of the time been bored with the things on hand, surroundings, movies, music, life, work, so on and so forth………………
But somehow on this trip down to my place I had a queer feeling in me looking at the houses and homes spread across inhospitable lands and some fertile lands too, which gave a source of wealth to the poor souls there. These places are sordidly surrounded by just land from all sides. The city seemed so far off and the towns never nearer still people exist in it and have a peaceful life as ever described in the books and stories of the fairies...Do they really?? I ask myself.
I was on the train and happened to be stranded on a man-less station somewhere between Katpadi and Arakkonam (the stations that has a stop, between Salem and Chennai) and wondering when will I reach my destination(here, it is only Chennai for the time being). I saw a simmering light somewhere that looked like woods to me on the other side of the station. As I looked on I could see quite a number of lights in that area……….and as my eyes got adjusted to the darkness outside I could see silhouettes of homes made out of cement and bricks standing alive with people in it.
To my impression I thought I was just imagining people there. But no, I could see people no doubt. I could also faintly her voices screaming and laughing. I could hear shrill voices of the young ones and little children probably playing amongst themselves and pulling each other with fun and frolic. I wondered what it will be to be among them, I shuddered with the thought.
Living in a city with loads and loads of people, things, gadgets around I am not able to come to terms with my life, how it would be staying in such a god forsaken place. Godforsaken for me but it was the same ‘Home Sweet Home’ for those people there. Can’t come to terms neither can I make my ends meet, yaar. What will they do in the mornings, what will they do in the evenings, mid-day, or any time of the day or year?? How long they all have been there??
I kept on wondering……….I was wondering and there was laughter, excitement, life, fun and frolic, teasing, beautiful relations, exotic times…you name any nature of life you find it there and in peace I hope.
No, it was not a state of ‘never die’ situation there nor a picture perfect relationship with loads of goodies and appraising events in life, nor a well planned eventful life, nor a perfect story driven life…….but certainly there was life and existence that seemed to have been lost between us, our city life and not to forget the techies.
These people also saw through boredom, ups and downs, exist sometimes, lived sometimes and carried on most of the times. Their life has been theirs and they still control it. The next time I am bored I think I will make an attempt to move to a place like this and see what really boredom is about.
Wanna, come along ……….you are welcome, come join the club. Let’s try something in life that’s not natural to ‘us’ to know the real meaning of life and live rightfully. Does a word like that exist or is it an irony??
By the way, my train slowly moved out of the station and in my eerie had forgot that my stop had come and I walked into my life talking to myself of the chores in front me…..Have to catch up with a lot of things on my way back and got to do a lot of pending work at my office. Hmm……………What a life??!!!
I have been traveling up and down for quite sometime now, to overcome my boredom. I travel by train to my hometown which is about 332 kilometers away from Chennai and lies in the mid-way of two famous cities Chennai and Coimbatore.
It is a small town or rather nowadays it has acquired the status of a city, it is named Salem. Yeah, man a very sequel to the one famous on the US lands. The journey lasts for about 4 to 5 hours by the Indian standards of an ‘express train’. It travels through a lot of hilly region and passes through a little bit of what you call a tiny belt of Western Ghats. You get to see a lot of folded mountains and you also pass through them.
I have always traveled through these places right from my childhood and have never happened to ponder before, maybe due to innocence of childhood or lost in thoughts (during early teens and aftermath).
Of lately I have been into revelations and rejuvenate myself with thoughts of several heavenly and saintly feelings that I haven’t noticed before in me. I am into looking at the other side of life with grim and collect feelings that are not humanly in more than words.
Used to a techie life here back in Chennai, I had most of the time been bored with the things on hand, surroundings, movies, music, life, work, so on and so forth………………
But somehow on this trip down to my place I had a queer feeling in me looking at the houses and homes spread across inhospitable lands and some fertile lands too, which gave a source of wealth to the poor souls there. These places are sordidly surrounded by just land from all sides. The city seemed so far off and the towns never nearer still people exist in it and have a peaceful life as ever described in the books and stories of the fairies...Do they really?? I ask myself.
I was on the train and happened to be stranded on a man-less station somewhere between Katpadi and Arakkonam (the stations that has a stop, between Salem and Chennai) and wondering when will I reach my destination(here, it is only Chennai for the time being). I saw a simmering light somewhere that looked like woods to me on the other side of the station. As I looked on I could see quite a number of lights in that area……….and as my eyes got adjusted to the darkness outside I could see silhouettes of homes made out of cement and bricks standing alive with people in it.
To my impression I thought I was just imagining people there. But no, I could see people no doubt. I could also faintly her voices screaming and laughing. I could hear shrill voices of the young ones and little children probably playing amongst themselves and pulling each other with fun and frolic. I wondered what it will be to be among them, I shuddered with the thought.
Living in a city with loads and loads of people, things, gadgets around I am not able to come to terms with my life, how it would be staying in such a god forsaken place. Godforsaken for me but it was the same ‘Home Sweet Home’ for those people there. Can’t come to terms neither can I make my ends meet, yaar. What will they do in the mornings, what will they do in the evenings, mid-day, or any time of the day or year?? How long they all have been there??
I kept on wondering……….I was wondering and there was laughter, excitement, life, fun and frolic, teasing, beautiful relations, exotic times…you name any nature of life you find it there and in peace I hope.
No, it was not a state of ‘never die’ situation there nor a picture perfect relationship with loads of goodies and appraising events in life, nor a well planned eventful life, nor a perfect story driven life…….but certainly there was life and existence that seemed to have been lost between us, our city life and not to forget the techies.
These people also saw through boredom, ups and downs, exist sometimes, lived sometimes and carried on most of the times. Their life has been theirs and they still control it. The next time I am bored I think I will make an attempt to move to a place like this and see what really boredom is about.
Wanna, come along ……….you are welcome, come join the club. Let’s try something in life that’s not natural to ‘us’ to know the real meaning of life and live rightfully. Does a word like that exist or is it an irony??
By the way, my train slowly moved out of the station and in my eerie had forgot that my stop had come and I walked into my life talking to myself of the chores in front me…..Have to catch up with a lot of things on my way back and got to do a lot of pending work at my office. Hmm……………What a life??!!!
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