Lets Salute

I don't know any religion. I have no GOD. I just tell Hey GOD all the time when I am in trouble and just get one deity on my tongue Lord Guruvayurappa. When I saw the terrorists just shooting down those innocent guys, I know I am questioned. I have been sensitized but I still go into my shell. I hope not this time for sure. I work in a connected world and I soon got Orkut profile of Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan in my mail. I was moved. He looked one among us but neverthless laid life for us.

I remembered Jeswin's words “It is professional, you don't have to glorify the martyrdom”. It may be true, but it is a noble profession. Why would some one take a low paying ( Compared to corporate standards) and give his life for a nation that does not remember the heroes? I may go back to my shell of self degradation but today I realised there is nothing to feel bad about. May it be Captain Vijayant Thapar's mail before he went for the assault in Kargil or Major Sandeep's story, it truly inspires.

I know for sure that what I should be doing. I would still believe the country will still produce guys like Sandeep. We will have to reaffirm the faith what we have in this great nation. Guys like Thackerays can stay hidden in their comfy zones and not come out and take arms against the terrorists. May be there would have been no media to show their heroics and they would not have done anything. I have also heard Sandeep was from Bihar regiment (Also some say it is Gujarat). Raj Thackeray should be knowing in tomorrow Paper for sure Kerala/Karnataka guy in Bihar regiment in Mumbai to free it from terrorists. Hope he gets the concept of India tomorrow at least.

Let us be honest about our fears. Let us believe that we are Superpowers but let us be humble enough to believe that human will is what differentiates the common people and the heroes. Politicians are like us. Scums who are in comfort zone but those Young officers in the army is different. Let us salute the brave Army men.

King Of Slaves Confessions

I had a look. A look that deceives my sense of humilation and self pity. In me I was an animal. It waits and stares at the opposite sex. Thinks about the utter pleasure of banging into anything. I felt that was wrong. A wrong no one can correct.

I never thought that I am incapable, inefficent and insane. I am not realistic in purist term. I love to sleep in a cozy cot with a tumbler of water kept by my side. In the morning when the sunlight comes, I should not know what time it was. Yes I want to lay down and sleep. I want to see dreams. Dreams of love, sex and wealth. It is ridiculous. We call it the day dreaming. Yes. I am one in the group. A good for nothing, scum and pitiful creature.

If I see sunlight I argue about beautiful things, suffering of millions and that our government is not doing anything. If I see injustice, I dont react. I just shutup and talk about it without doing anything. If I see a goon and he threatens me I am scared. It is the life of some one who does not know what to do.

I see movies and get inspired by few of them. I believe I was the hero in that movie and I have a chance to be with beautiful heroines and I do what I am supposed to do in the movie. The thing is that i cannot do the slightest thing the guy does and forget about the movie two days after. If people as k me what I am good at, this is what I am best at. Imagining about things that never is on my way.

I have given life lessons but at the end of the day my class is still far away. In all this juncture I still believe I have not missed one thing. It is to look into myselves.

Santhosh :)

The name means happiness or one who is always happy. Now why do I like the name? It is the name of the kid who ran behind the so called hooligans or terrorists in Delhi thinking that they have dropped something valuable. I feel the guys who had done that, whoever it may be would have seen that kid’s face and the small sign of innocence. I feel whatever it may be; the killers will remember that face and it will haunt them throughout their life.

Let’s go back to Santhosh and have that small sign of innocence to preserve deep in my mind. Let future generations do not find humanity and innocence in museum.

I am in deep shit

I am in deep shit. This one means I am really in trouble. Nevertheless there was a story in Pramod Batra’s collection of common sense stories which suggests actually being in shit is good. It gives you warmth when it is cold. If you are in need of warmth, shit should be Ok. What if you choose to be in shit for warmth and it was not by accident that you are in shit. You may feel sorry for the one who is in shit.

Let me narrate the story for all those who are confused. There was this bird who wanted to see the world. It goes out without respecting what its elders told him. He flew for quite a distance when tiredness and cold took its toll and it fell down. The bird thought it is going to die. Then a cow came along and shitted over the bird. The warmth relaxed the bird and as soon as it was comfortable it started making noise. A cat that was passing by heard the sound and it went near the shit. The cat was hungry and as soon as it found the bird it ate it. The moral of the story, those who shit over you may not be your enemy and even if you are in deep shit keep your mouth shut.

Some people tell marriage is shit. In my case if I am married I chose shit. In fact it means I love shit and warmth of it. By Moral of the story I should not be complaining. There is always a chance that I can be heard and few cats can take advantage of it.

Hence if I tell I am in deep shit means “I am married” and not that I am in trouble.

“First Name” Priya....

This was one of the most interesting things I have ever heard. My friend wants to undergo sex change operation and become a girl with beautiful assets. Say 36 28 36. He is let down by the world being favourable to girls. Will “First Name” Priya be a feminist? We need to wait and watch. Obviously he wants “First Name” Priya to sleep with the boss so that he/ her genuine hunger for recognition are met. Funny, it may sound but I feel this guy has to have genuine recognition in bed. I do not know whether people allow you to change the caste in this country but at least sex change operation is allowed.
Who says this is still a Man’s World?

Tum zyaada sochte Nahin ho

Hey Pramod , What is this?
I just curiously looked up. It is Pragati again to remind me, why the bath room light is not switched off?
Now as a joke I thought about what does the blog consist of? It is funny. It got the name Kingofslaves. Who is kingofslaves? I hope u read King of Slaves?
It is exactly what I am? I cannot do things that which is not spontaneous. If for the name it was a spontaneous name. Will I go in history books as the King of Slaves? Nevertheless the realistic people consider there is something fundamentally gone wrong with me. I can never be something which the world wants me to be. I post spontaneous things and I wander a lot. I am inspired by thoughts and I dream about it. Till now I have not found anybody who will fund me for what I think of. I can be funded for an entertainer. To give those people the confidence that there is this guy who is worse than them is a good thing.

Glass is Half Empty

I was watching the highlights of IIFA awards and came across a nomination that really caught me by surprise. The nomination was for Vidya Balan has the best actress in a negative role for her role in Bhool Bhulaiya. I have not watched the film though. Believing the film is the remake of Manichithrathazhu(in Malayalam) and God knows how many languages it has already been made, I was taken back with surprise as this was the same role for which Shobhana got the National award for best actress. I know every one has a different perception but can’t imagine how different this one is. The role was of a mentally ill girl who could have caused harm, if not for the role which Mohanlal (role played by Akshay in Hindi) plays for the movie. If the jury thinks it was a negative role I should give the jury the award for the best jury consisting of negative people

Virus...Vitally influenced and ruined by Social networking

Yes this is the new definiton. Found in females addicted to Social networking sites. Popping into other's private life. Look for pattern changes in relationship status. Forcibly ask their friends, boy friends and Husband to increase their sexiness, coolness and trust worthiness. Pressure on updating latest photos. Chatting. Locking albums.

All freedom loving people stay far from them.

Understanding the Empire

I was going through the Arundhati Roy perspective about the road to empire for an ordinary man. The way she treats the path of our Uncle Sam with suspicion, anger and pity is quite a treat to read. Her wanting of an utopia where human feelings are the base stands out. If we look at a bigger picture the world is a battle place between the heart and head. The scope is not only microscopic but macroscopic.

I generally feel for the millions that have been bombed, raped and tortured for the last 100 years by the so called powerful. Churchill calls it the battle for the better race. For me the battle is painful to watch when millions fall on either side. Left with a conscience I can weep in the loneliness of heart but my head is always for evolution and betterment of my people around.

I know the question posed to poor people is simple. Either you become rich or become extinct. In effect they have no other option but to snatch whatever they come across. Lawlessness is a result of the same. They cannot go on hunger strike or lead a Gandhian protest that is peaceful. Their wants are immediate and they are impatient. Most of them are worried about the one meal and it is hard for them to grab hold of any values or principle.

The urbanization in effect is creating more manufacturing jobs at the cost of one important thing that is the root of the civilization. “Agriculture”. I can see the anger in all those construction workers when I come out of my apartment. They are forced to migrate to the urban jungle where they are fighting it out for that single meal. They may be having the hope. In fact they still feel they can pull this one. If not for today tomorrow their kids will have a future.
I
feel that simple one thing with me is hope. Things will change and so will be the life of the millions. I am choosing the side of the hope and the optimistic. I know I need to take care of my pessimist friends also and better I do that.

Conversation Eureka.....

God's Tattoo

I have a birth mark on my left forearm that has drawn attention of many. It was very disturbing for me and I had to give explanations for lot of people. Most often I have to give the same explanation to people more than once. Some even asked me whether it was an accident mark. I was getting annoyed till one of my acquaintance Johnny asked me whether it was a tattoo. Yes this time I had the reply “Yes it is a God's Tattoo”.


Bachelor's Question

My friend wanted to arrange a bachelor party and was checking out few contacts to get some item girls for dance. He just asked one of his old colleagues whether he has some connections. As he was waiting for the response another guy walks in. My friend quickly transformed the question to the intruder whether he is in need of any girls. Our guest was taken back and he was seeing all over the place to see whether any one is hearing the talk

Intruder: Where can I get one(looking Up)
Me: Yes dont worry . Only God is watching(Friend Laughs)
Intruder: Woh Kya Karti hain?(What does she do?)
My friend: Tujhe Kya Karna hain?(What do you want to do)

Loud Laughter

Roadies “X.0”…………….The Journey you get hooked to.

I was just a normal guy that was staying far away from the daily soaps and reality shows in television in India. Now I am an addict to one show that takes a group of guys (includes gals and 13 in number) around the globe (the show is International now). I had seen the Roadies first one but was never able to understand why they have chosen guys who all have an attitude. I did not have the maturity to understand them as I was in my teens still believing in the good things of life.

Everything changed with Roadies 4.0. I was more able to relate to the event with experiences and came to know given something any human desires he can genuinely go ahead manipulate, back stab, form alliances and ditch without the slightest feeling to the irrational emotions. It is a show which shows most of what we are. My favorite in Roadies 4.0 was Rishabh. He was the evident intelligent guy who had a chance to win. Raj, even with his not so impressive look was stealing the way but faltered when he went for an emotional selection of Antony in the round which he had an option to vote him out.

Sahil, was the guy who in the entire thing was tired about all that was happening and I was thinking why he was there in the first place. I feel may be it is all a part of the script. I feel the characters have been selected to play a script called life. Real people with no experience just doing what they call life and knowing a real camera is chasing them where they go. The real secret may be known only by MTV. Those who want to be a roadie have to sell his personal space, their inhibitions, their fear and above all what they really are. In the end Bani was the shows most favorite for her do not care what may come. She is bound to be a youth favorite for her sheer attitude.

Now for those who are not getting any idea about what I am talking about and what characters I am referring to I just want to tell them in roadie style I do not care. It is just your mission to go and catch the new roadies in 5.0. at Sat 7 pm on MTV in year 2008 till end of March…