Lagey raho munnabhai

When we are in office on weekdays we keep on thinking about the weekend that would come in next 5,4,3,2,1 day(s). We keep on talking to our friends and colleagues about our plans for the coming weekend. Being no different from others even I do so.

We had some treats planned amongst us so enjoyed a lot on Saturday except for the fact that we had had drive on HOSUR ROAD one of the nightmarish roads to drive on in Bangalore especially on weekends.

Sunday was quite boring till 5 in the evening. Everything changed after that guess why? We watched a great comical yet lesson giving movie, a sequel of Munnabhai MBBS, Lage Raho Munnabhai.
Though I am not an acclaimed movie critic even by my friends but yet I could say the movie is just great and I don’t think I will be confronted by too many peoples saying me that the movie is not good.
Everything is perfect.

Discrimination

While sitting in the ac room of my office and going through the hassles of work, I was just taking a break and started thinking about myself, my family, my state and finally my country. I was just lost in the thinking and something that struck me the most was the discriminations between amongst us. Be it education, freedom, job or anything else we have discrimination and to hide our face we give it a name of competition. Our parents and all elders in the society who are well educated with a university degree teach us don’t take this job instead go for that job what they think (No they are not at fault) is a good job and would fetch us a name in the society. Don’t you think it’s a discrimination against all those peoples who have taken up or would take that profession in their career?

I would just site an example of my friend who after finishing his BE degree form a prestigious college in Bangalore wanted to become a lecturer while carrying on with his higher studies that would have been sponsored by the college he was to join. Since he was charting a career path for himself he thought of taking consents from his friends and parents. He thought each one of them were educated and would think rationally to give a frank opinion based on some logical thought, but he was taken aback by the answers he got from each of them. Every one instead of talking about their views was talking about what society would think. He was totally upset and came to me narrating entire story.

I could not help him either as he was bound by the respectful tradition of our so called culture where in he could not straight away defy their parents and take up a career of his choice.

I was not surprised but the whole meaning of education appeared farce to me where in we just produce degrees and certificates, we cant develop the thought process of a person so that he could think rationally. These were the discriminations done by our parents who are not supposed to be highly informed and they don’t think the way as we think(We make these statements while talking to our friends and trying to prove that our parents and whole of their generation is dumb.) If we start thinking about the thoughts of our so called well informed, progressive and rational generation, we find so many examples those are more than enough to prove how smart we are.

I am a software engineer by degree and a software quality analyst by profession. I am working with an MNC. The job profile is to test different products that are launched by the company. More often than not while talking to my friends I feel pity on their thinking when they say with a touch of sympathy to me ouch you are into testing. Most of them are software engineer by degree and they have been taught all the subjects that I have read and cleared all the tests that I have cleared during the 4 yrs of my study in the Engg. college. I am not here to boast of my rationality and thinking even I used to think the same way before I actually started the work of Testing. I can’t be forceful in my thoughts and would make sure that every one agrees to what I say but I can at least expect a sense of respect from my near and dear ones to appreciate what I do. I am not asking them to agree to whatever I say but please give me a valid reason of why my work is not good. Don’t just start drawing conclusions with your fanciful thinking and without concrete facts otherwise it would be a shame to our knowledge and our studies and above all the time we have invested in getting the degree that I possess now and by virtue of which I am earning my living.

Next state that irks me is when we have a talk among our friends regarding the future life (I mean marriage) and the girls we like in our college or work place or in our neighborhood. Being youths and having a flying mind that could even beat a bullet train, we often think about girls around us and more often than not we settle down on a girl of our choice and if we are lucky(or unlucky) the girl in question also agrees to what we say. As the time passes and the events unfold we let our parents know about the facts and the first question they ask is the caste and religion. I fail to understand the arguments given by them in support of their questioning. I don’t mind and I think no one would mind if they ask about other credentials of her and most would be more than happy to explain her likes, dislikes qualities, habits and what not but instead of doing this they will just become adamant on their thoughts close their mind so that other’s thoughts cant enter their mind. The only answer that a foolish mind of mine can get is the discrimination. They are just discriminating against cast and religion. By doing so they are discriminating against our freedom also. They feel that we are just a machine who should work exactly as expected for a given set of inputs. They fail to think about the basic human instinct of freedom; since they are also human it becomes more culpable on their part.

I know these things and I m sure most of us reading this article would know these things and would face the situation in their life but we cant change the world and the thinking unless and until our own conscience starts scolding us every time we discriminate.

True Friend - A blessing

O! God what else should I cry for,
happiness or ecstasy?
O! God what else should I ask for,
peace or solidarity
for you have given me everything,
not in terms of stars or moon
but in terms of a person
who is so close to me
may be next to you
which seems to me
the best ever creation of yours.
Someone to share the problems,
to multiply the happiness,
to make me feel at the top.
That someone is a true friend.
O! God that is what you have blessed me with.

For a Friend Like You

For a friend like you,
Who is adorable as well,
i can go and have a dip,
in the pond of feelings,
full of fun and joy.

For a friend like you,
i can sail out of an ocean
with the invaluable pearls,
they are neither red nor green,
they are the shared moments,
the moments to be cherished.

For a friend like you
i can ride a mountain,
to pick the shiny pebbles,
neither round nor cornered,
they are the misunderstandings,
which developed between me and you.

for a friend like you
i can roam in a jungle,
to see the changing flora,
they are just like friendship,
priceless enjoyable and everlasting,
through which is blowing a cool breeze
which will cool your mind and mine too,

for a friend like you.........

Loneliness & Solitude

A feel of loneliness and solitude,
is it a problem of attitude?
or, a dilemma of life satisfying and pacifying?
haunting me like a bug,
sometimes even giving me a hug.
Is it an indication or deviation?
of the long road of life to come,
or a mystery simple but unsolved?
waiting for an angel to come
to light the way with a ray of hope,
till the horizon of satisfaction.

My College RNSIT

A great start,
with class and art,
coming up so fast......
To build the technocrats,
somehow with power and guts.
To lead the world,
in coming future,
to win the race,
what we have to face.

Recess Love

Two innocent faces,
during the lunch recess,
sitting on the stairs,
talking of their flavours,
looking through each other,
holding the hands together,
shrinking the world,
just in a volary of their own,
a scene in the recess to be shown.

Knowing Myself

There is a person i know,
talkative and perplexed,
sad never, happy ever.
Living in the present...
leaving the future, forgetting the past.
There is a person I know,
raring to go for the battle,
not with swords but the words,
his act comes first thinking later.
There is a person I know,
who is ruminant and ecstatic,
in some ways he is erratic,
There is a person I know..
I can say I know myself.