Saturday, November 24, 2012

Justice for Injustice

I had been pretty lazy to write something recently but I bumped into this article through facebook and and needless to say I was moved by it to the core and felt the need to share my thoughts.

I'm angry over a lot of things-Firstly over the three criminals for committing an inhuman act by pouring acid over an innocent life and taking away all her dreams, plans and life. Secondly, Indian Law system which couldn't give justice to her yet and bailed out the criminals within 2 years who are successfully leading a happy life today instead of landing in Jail.This means anyone can throw acid fearlessly and get away with it as Law wouldn't take a strict action? Lastly, the government who made false promises to give her a job to help her overcome the financial crises and as usual did nothing in the end.

I don't know what to say as my writing a post won't change anything and can't get her life or beautiful face back as it was 9 years back but my prayers are with her that law gives justice to sonali-mukherjee and many more of Sonalis awaiting justice from years. May the criminals serve the equally bad punishment to say the least. Justice delayed is justice denied :(

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Being 'Bangalorean' and not being tiger

Recently I have completed 6 years in Bangalore so thought it was a good time to talk about South India. Also, this post is a test to make sure whether or not I can still write. For those of you who have drifted and made to my blog by chance (read: mistake) because of google search and actually took a decision to read this post and haven't yet noticed my sir name, I'm a northie.
When I came to Bangalore some years ago, the calmness and decent people around and the language with almost no expletives struck me. Having spent so many years, I have got to learn lot of things from South India. There are some bad experiences too, but lets just talk about the good ones more as I'm not in cribbing mode today.

Things I like:

  • You will try to talk in Hindi/English just because you understand that my Kannada wouldn't be grammatically right and fluent.
  • You welcome all cultures with open mind.
  • I like the smell of gajra you tie on your hair.
  • I feel good about the way I can go out after 7 pm without much of eve teasing.
  • Bus drivers reading news papers.
  • Weather (sadly it's changing rapidly).
  • the temple sound early morning.
  • How people lead simple life without much of flaunting.

Things I don't get:

  • 2 years back, while coming back from Mysore, I didn't quite like the festival of making the cattle run in middle of fire. I was scared to see that. Is it for their own good? Seriously, I have no idea.
  • Auto drivers taking us for ride and charging double and their tantrums.
  • Reckless driving of sumo, BMTC Volvo and TTs. God! please have them slow down a bit.
  • I'm not a big fan of South Indian food but that's my personal choice. I don't like Italian food too, that way. But that doesn't mean I don't like Italy.
  • The relevance of Adding Th instead of T. Confused? say Spelling Preethi instead of Preeti.

Bangalore has changed. It's much crowded now as never before. It's got Metro finally and hell lot of opportunities for career which sadly brings a lot of early morning and evening traffic (I know, I contribute to the increasing traffic)You could revert and say its because lot of people coming in and settling here and I agree to that fact. Some land here by chance and the remaining by choice. Probably because it's a silicon city and much safer place. Recently, I traveled by BMTC bus after years and it felt nice- to be part of the crowd and lives for some moments. I'm glad to be part of such a beautiful city. Love you Bangalore!

Tuesday, August 28, 2012


Once upon a time,
There was a girl
Full of innocence
When she smiled
like a blossoming flower,
Happiness fell in love with her.
She was lost in her own world
Thinking the world is as beautiful
As her own thoughts.

But then you came around,
You were surprised and
Jealous if someone can be
So self-less and pure?
You couldn't stand the thought
And started playing a game
With that innocent life
You played and played and played
Until she was broken down
Like she can never live again
And never will again...

Saturday, June 2, 2012

The First Marriage Interview

Being an Indian, you can't really escape the marriage interviews arranged by your parents. I don't understand why in this world, parents are better off handing over their problems (Read: daughter) to others happily. So after a lot of fight over the weeks, my parents finally scheduled a 'telephonice' marriage interview. So the interviewer who called me from poor chap's side was his sister's husband (Brother-in-law I guess). I would call him BIL in my this post.
Day 1:
I got a call from BIL in office hours and luckily I wasn't at my desk. After I came back, I saw the unattended call and ignored it like I do. Really, if someone really needs to talk to me, they would call back. I got another call after 15 mins and I picked up the call
Instead of saying hello, I said "Who's this?
BIL: I got your number from your family for marriage proposal. Can we talk?
Me: Oh is it. I'm at work and damn busy. Please call me later in my non working hours.
BIL: Sure, What time does your office end?
Me: It's 9:30 am to 6:00 pm but I work late hours usually. Working on an important project these days. I get home by 9:30
BIL: Sure, I will call you by 10:00 pm today.
Me: Sure. That'd be good. Bye.

BIL seemed to be very firm in his dream of getting me married to his Sister's brother. Though he had received my cold response, he wasn't gonna give up. But I'm not that easy. I thought I will talk and make sure he gets scared of his dream and gives up.

He called up and it was first time in my corporate life years, I forgot my cell at my desk. Next day, when I received my phone, I saw 3 missed calls from the same number. and as usual I ignored them.

Day 2
By 10:00 pm, I got the call from BIL and answered.
BIL: Hello, How are you? I guess it's good time to talk to you now.
Me: Sorry, that day I forgot my phone at work. Yes, we can talk.
Silence for 1 min. We both were not sure who would start the conversation. He started to speak after sometime passed.
BIL: Can you tell me about yourself.
What the fuck man? Am I giving some kind of job interview-I thought. Yet, I had to respond and give my best to make sure it's my last conversation with him.
Me: I work with So and so company as so and so. I love my job and I'm a career oriented girl. This is the first time, I'm talking to someone about the marriage.I'm not a good cook but I can cook for myself.
BIL: Tell me about your Academics? Your date of birth and he asked other questions which can piss you off easily.
I kept my calm and answered the questions.
I answered the questions and thought it was time for me to give back. I'm sure he didn't expect me to ask the next set of questions which I did
Me: Can you tell me about the guy? What does he do? his studies? What's his job profile and how long has the guy been working. what's his age.I finished in almost one breathe.
BIL gave me the answers in a cold tone. He said the guy has been mom's boy and hence, he's been staying with his family until he got a job in Delhi. Before he could finish. I started again.
Me: So why does the guy wanna get married so soon? anyway, tell me about yourself too? Where do you work, your professional life? Please tell me about your job profile. It'll be good to know.
BIL: I would love to answer your questions. But it will be easy if we meet face to face. We both stay in B'lore and can meet up.By the way, I have sent you friend request and haven't got any response.
I asked what his name was and logged into my fb to search his fren request which soon will be declined from my end. I can't tell you how much funny I felt when I recalled my statement to my sister looking at the fb friend request I'd received 2 days ago, I had told her: Anyone is joining facebook these days. Look at this ass and unfortunately I was on call with that ass now :D
Me: Yes, I see the request but you see, I don't add people until I know them.
BIL: Can you send me some of your good snaps to my email id.
Though I pretended to note down the email id, In reality  I was responding to my fren's message on fb.
Me: I will eat dinner now. Pls communicate through my dad/mom for any further actions.
The call finally got over and I'd lost my precious 55 mins on that call. To make that time productive, I declined the friend request immediately.

Not that I'm against my family or arranged marriage but I'm so different from others and my thought process will not match such a guy. I don't know what I did but it seemed right. Why BIL didn't respond when I asked about his job profile or life. Why do "some" of the guys family think that they're doing a favor by marrying a girl just because they're from guy's side. I don't like that perception personally. Marriage is not a business or not a game where a guy's family have to win. It's more about meeting two souls which have things in common to lead a good life.

It was new year after that call and I didn't speak to my parents for 2 days just to avoid any talks about this. Strangely, my phone beeped and it was a message from BIL to wish me and my family a happy new year. I deleted the message right after reading. Some people don't give up, do they?

Monday, April 16, 2012

Forgive you or forget you?

Please tell me
what I'm supposed to do
Forgive you or forget you?

When I look back,
there are false hopes,
broken promises and
your words full of lie
then there is
the passsion which
seemed like never will fade away,
the moment of assurance
when you'd draw me
into your arms.

What have you done, silly
Once we meant everything for each other
howcome now strangers.
Our never ending stories are
now pin drop silence?

Should you be given second chance, really?
You walked into my life
affirming that you're not like others
and then you walked away just like
everyone else.

Please tell me
What do you think you deserve
Punishment or mercy?

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Stay a bit longer

Dear stay a bit longer today, please
I know what I am-
Just a habit for you-that's all
But I'm scared as habits do change
and that you may forget me someday.

I know that I should be in limit
and never expect anything more
But I'm tired of just being your need
I'm scared that you may leave me
when your need is no more.

Would you understand that I have a heart
which craves to hold that good position
infront of the whole world too
which you show only inside the four walls.

Dear I beg, please
If not for real,
just pretend to be only mine
and love me for just for today.

Look I've always been giving you
what you ask for
without any regrets
Can't you just give me a little more time today-
to be heard, to be loved for one day.
Dear, stay a bit longer today, please

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Watch Out! That's a Woman driving

I know this time I'd stretched my hibernation period a little longer than usual and most of you have missed me (now that's called being over-optimistic ;). So without wasting a single second anymore, here I go to make my blog buddies feel that I'm alive and kicking. The topic as suggests could be a little HOT but it's nothing but stating couple of facts.
So I really I have no idea whether it's something to do with Bangalore traffic or female's instinct, women really don't know to drive! Even though being famous for multitasking and all, a lot of surroundings distract them from focusing on driving and they either end up being a reason for a lot of horns by others riding/driving (Pedestrians, you better carry a whistle as you can't even give horns to make sure the girl's car is moving forward along with traffic). This happens usually when a woman is trying to take a turn or reverse to make sure the slow moving traffic crams completely. Now coming to the reason-what distracts us while driving. Well, it lies within us.
We know all the basic rules about driving, how to accelerate, usage of breaks and clutch but lets face it, men are better than us when it comes to technical knowledge as to how things really work and upon that we have distractions. While driving, you see a woman driving in adjacent car, carrying Gucci bag or her trendy nail paint or a guy surrounding his arms. This results in immediate reaction and make you feel inferior or superior. The girly thoughts...huh-show off, how could she etc. covers your mind with cloud and you either hit the front vehicle or create a mess somehow. It is also do with using the rear mirror to see your face, make-up and hairstyle every 5-10 mins instead of looking at the vehicles at the backside. At the same time, I wonder, how guys manage to ogle other girls while driving providing needed attention simultaneously to both the activities. 

I travel a long distance riding while going to office daily.Whenever, I see traffic getting jammed and a lot of people honking including me, believe me or not, there always is a girl/woman accountable.
Women- No offense on couple of facts stated above and I promise to write a biased post on greatness of women to make it up for the loss. 
All the men out here! Watch out! if that's a woman driving!!! :D