Monthly Archives: May 2005

Sati ???

I had long talks with Jayaram about how backward Gorakhpur is .. and I would always try to prove that it’s not as bad as it sounds. But my own confidence was shaken today morning by a newspaper report about “sati” at a nearby place. I wish it was just a misrepresentation of facts .. but NOOO .. it was just as I had read about in the books .. A Lady was burnt alive, about 15 days back, because her husband had died. The Local Policemen here tried to make every possible effort that the reports don’t get leaked to the press because that would mean that the law and order situation has deterioted (which is a joke in itself).
And it’s not just Sati, apparently ( according to TOI report on 23rd May ), four kids – two girls and two boys were married to PUPPIES ( thankfully .. not in GOrakhpur ..but in remote Assam .. I think ) just to please GODS.
I had a HUGE discussion with my mom, just a week back, about uselessness of this POOJA and KATHAs and such similar things. I feel that these things serve little purpose beyond filling up the Pujari’s pockets and tummy. We had one such Katha at home, on Monday .. and sitting through it .. I realized that we have been doing nothing but listening to some Age old story about people and events whose aunthencity I really doubt. And at the end of it all .. We ( along with all those present ) were expected to pay a hefty “Dakshina” to the Pujari .. If it was not for my grand-ma who keeps silencing me time and again with senti details about God and stuff .. I would have had the same discussion with the Pujari.
By the way .. With what I wrote above, I do not question or even wish to question .. the existence or non existence of God .. I just hate the way the Pujaris and Sadhus and Pandits .. use religion to fulfill their purpose ..


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Saas , Bahu and Sarees and WI – SA Series ..

I often wondered whether the soaps that we see these days are even close to what we have in real life.But my questions were answered on 15th of May. I was all alone at home and the door bell rang. I opened the door to see a gorgeous 20 – something standing outside. She looked like a character from The Saas Bahu Kahani serials which means, A Loud Saree and fitting jewellery and HEAVY makeup. I always thought that the prettiest thing I had ever seen was the Kareeena Kapoor Poster, but this was different .. this was Life like .. this was more “touchable”. She handed me something, no idea what and asked about mom and dad. Usually, it rarely happens that pretty girls look at me .. forget about talking and I was as dumbstruck as I could be. The only words I remember were “Uncle .. Aunty .. Marrige ..” and something about 20th of May. I think the words I uttered were “No .. yes .. No .yes .. Ahhh ” and as she left “OH MY GOD” ( I distinctly remember this one .. coz I thought I said it loud enough for her to hear ). Aneway .. when she left .. I came to know that she lives in my colony ( I had never seen her before ) and had come to deliver her younger sister’s marrige card. Then it hit me .. Ohh no ..she is married. Chha .. Useless me. Aneway .. as my mind wondered into the reason behind her getup .. I understood how much the soaps have inspired the “modern” Bahu.
Aneway .. The other “interesting” thing on TV these days was the SA – WI series .. where SA took the series 5-0. I wonder if any other outcome was expected. The WI fans seemed to be disappointed. I expected them to win atleast one of the matches ( The Hat-trick one ) .. but then .. stupid idiots could’nt even make 2 runs in 6 balls ans lost 3 wickets all the same. The are probably the worst team in the arena right now other than Bangladesh. Other than a few patches of performances here nad there from Gayle and Lara, they really have’nt done anything substantial this season. The dead rubber matches were so boring to watch that most of the times I had to switch to something else which was less predictable.
And that’s where Saas Bahu came in ..totally unpredictable .. Nothing governs the show .. No logic sense .. the tragedies seem like comedies and comedies seem like tragidies .. And pretty girls dressed up like 50 year olds while the young ones look to be modelling for some jewellery shop or may be the Saree shop. One thing that Miss Kapoor has succesfully done is .. she has made sure that the males are as often humiliated, and shown as time pass props, as possible. This seems to have impressed the ladies in each and every house in India .. Good formula .. works perfectly.


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What am I doing these days .. ??

Been a really long time since I posted something here .. And knowing my love for the blogs I find it a little strange that I have been able to keep myself away from the blogs for so long. But things have their limits and ” I must Blog ” because I love blogging.

Ok, It has been a long time and I have been through a lot of things since the last time I posted. I left college, for one. Was tough, leaving behind so many people whom I knew I would never see for the rest of my life. People like Abhinav, Kunal, Vidit, Sunny would, who had been my close friends all through the four years .. and I would not get to see their faces frequently again ( Yippie !!! ) .. Aneway .. we would stay in touch through mails and blogs ( ?? ) .. Kunal has been updating his blog pretty frequenly .. so has jaya and sunny .. so I get to know about them and what has been going on in their lives. Too senti .. well that was a phase that lasted for about 5 days .. and I guess I am over it now ( Think so .. )

The next thing that happened was the stupid train journey from Hyderabad to Gorakhpur. The journey till Bhopal was fine .. I and Poppy had confirmed tickets and We slept for most of the time .. except for the time when the “Guruji” sitting next to us decided to “educate” us .. Poppy left early .. he has his limits and can’t take it beyond a point .. but I had no berth to escape to and “guruji” was using mine to deliver his discourse. Aneway … he went on and on and on and on .. about “hindutva” and “hinduism”( sounds familiar ?? ) .. and then about gujrat and Andhra and then about UP .. and then about the “Brahmin” caste as such .. for the purpose of National Integrity I would not delve into the details of his discourse .. but after a point I actually had to ask him to “SHUT UP” .. he was getting far too vocal and aggresive against a particular community and I hate it when people target a particular community just to gain audience .. Aneway .. things ended then and guruji was silent for most of the remaining journey except a few mumblings here and there. The journey after Bhopal was far less entertaining because I and Poppy weere seated next to a Family with four small childred .. Was 14 hours of HELL .. Aneway .. Got down at the station at 1:00 AM but that was not before Poppy had lost his Shoes at Kanpur station.

After the train journey things were good .. I was at home .. things were being cooked .. schedules were being altered .. relatives were coming over to the house .. “especially for me” .. but that too ended .. and mom announced one fine day that we had to go over to Lucknow for my second cousin’s marrige .. I hate attending marriges .. basically because there are so many elders over there .. and all of them shower tooooo much of the “eldrely love” .. Every time they see me .. they feel it’s their birth right to feed me .. to enquire about my studies .. my job prospects .. and now they found a NEW topic .. my Marrige .. the kind of Girl I would be interested in .. I was in no mood to oblige to all this .. but I had little choice .. and since not many of my cousins could make it to the function except two two-year olds .. I was the sole target of all the pampering .. And what’s more .. there were so many people over there at the marrige whom I did’nt know .. mom told me later that they were from my cousin’s mother’s side ( I was from my cousin’s father’s side .. excuse me here .. but I am a little weak in relations ) .. At various points during the three days I was there .. I was asked my opinion about girls from that family ( which I absolutely hated ) .. and then at a point I was pushed into a room filled with grls so that I could “get to know them better” as per my Taiji .. those of you who know me well enough would understand my situation at being pushed into the room .. it was’nt just a room .. it was a room filled with grls .. girls who were giggling and … laughing .. and looking at me as though I am a freshman and they were seniors .. aneway .. one of them was nice enough to introduce me to the rest of them .. and as I got to know them better .. I really started liking them .. they were fun people .. but eventually the worst happened .. my Bua told me that she will talk to dad about one of the grls in the group .. and then the nervousness began to set in .. and that was it .. I stayed away from the group for the rest of the function and told my bua that she was too young for either Bhaiya or me .. ( nice excuse .. is’nt it ) .. Strangely .. Bua seemed to appreciate my concern for Bhaiya .. and said ” Ohh yeah .. we have to look for some girl for Paritosh too ” .. That was it .. no more marrige talk .. Yippie !!

After the function I went with Mom as she wanted to visit this Future teller ( she has enormous faith in these guys ) with dad and he told her that I have a girl in my life and I would opt for love marrige over arranged marrige .. and some related stuff .. To my surprise she seemed to be considering the option seriously .. I thanked Panditji as I was leaving and he had no idea why I was doing that .. Aneway dad knows about Shivani and I would tell mom as soon as it’s required .. I want to be soemthing substantial in Life before I can ask for such a big favour from family.

After the function there has been a lull in the activities at home … Nothing much to do here .. Except eat, watch TV and sleep .. and I have been doing all three of them quite religiouly .. Strangely I have made a habit to get up early here .. that’s 8:00 AM by my body clock and my mom still says that I am always late in getting up .. I don’t really want to tell her my schedule at college 😀 .. Aneway .. it’s lunch time at home .. and if I don’t report back in 5 minz my mom will Kill me .. Time to go ..

why do I always have to end blogs like emails ??


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