ചവച്ചരച്ചു തിന്നിട്ടും, പുതിൻ ഹര തിന്നിട്ടും, ഷോഡ കുടിച്ചിട്ടും, ദഹിക്കാത്ത സംഭവങ്ങൾ തികട്ടി തികട്ടി വരുന്ന സ്ഥലം.
നാറ്റം ഉണ്ടാകാം എന്നെ കുറ്റം പറയരുത്...
-as perceived by 11 different individuals, including me...
This picture is by Raja Ravi Varma, portraying
the “Temptation of Budha” an incident in Lord Budha’s life. This incident has widely
been compared with the “Temptations of Christ”, after his 40 days and 40 nights
fasting.
In the philosophical and spiritual
sphere both these men have been regarded as the ones who attained enlightenment
and knew the secrets and purpose of life.
My attempt here is just to put in
words the perception of different individuals about this picture. I have been
showing this picture to many of my friends and asked what they perceive from
the picture. Here go the replies: (I am not mentioning the names as it is not
that important or relevant)
1.Look at her long hair! What a beauty
with such a structure. Hats off to Ravi Varma.
2."Look at her eyes with burning desire
to seduce him. I wish I were Budha!"
3."Ravi Varma is such a sadist! He has
drawn a piece of art but look where he has kept the flower, killing all the
fun."
4."No man can resist the way she sits on
his lap and pressing her bare breast against his! I am sure about what would
have happened after this. Don’t tell me that Budha was not moved!"
5."Whatever you say buddy, the way his
right hand moving shows she succeeded in her mission."
6. "Did Budha really have such big ears?
He is no normal human being. No wonder he sits with eyes closed, while such a
ravishing beauty is at her best, on his body!"
7. "See the cracks in his Aura! It surely
signifies that Ravi Varma meant that Budha lost his control and reputation in
this incident. I would wonder only if he did not. What a picture!"
8."I wouldn’t mind being a Budha if such
incidents are assured in the way ahead."
9."Look at his face and the expression!
He has not been moved an inch by whatever she is doing. He understands what is
temptation and the result of being tempted, that too when he is at the edge of
attaining enlightenment"
10"Is this a picture from Kama Suthra?
Why the hell are you keeping it on your Desktop? (I had kept it as my desktop
picture for some days)"
11."Budha is a man of great self control,
attained from long and tiring medication, just like Christ. The picture
signifies the victory of Budha as a man in overcoming the temptations of life,
which qualifies him to be God or nearly God.
Christ also had overcome his
temptations after 40 days fasting and medication. You could call this picture
as the “Portrait on the creation of a God”"
Friends, I think it would be enlightening if you could
share what you think about the picture.
Normal is anything that makes us forget who we are and what we
want: that way we can work in order to produce, reproduce and earn money.
Spending years studying at university only to find at the end
of it all that you are unemployable.
Working from nine till five everyday at something that gives
you no pleasure at all just so that, after thirty years, you can retire.
Retiring and discovering that you no longer have enough energy
to enjoy life and dying a few years later of sheer boredom.
Believing that power is much more important than money and that
money is much more important than happiness
Making fun of anyone who seeks happiness rather than money and accusing
them of ‘lack of ambition’
Believing that your parents are always right.
Getting married, having children and staying together long
after all love has died, saying that it’s for the good of the children
(who are, apparently, deaf to the constant rows)
Criticizing anyone who tries to be different.
Walking up every morning to an hysterical alarm clock on the
bedside table.
Believing absolutely everything that appears in print.
Wearingscrap of
coloured cloth around your neck, even though it serves no purpose, but
which answers to the name of ‘tie’
Never asking s direct question, even though the other person
can guess what it is you want to know.
Keeping a smile on your lips even when you’re on the verge of
tears. Feeling sorry for those who show their feelings.
Believing that all famous people have tons of money saved up.
Standing facing the door in the lift and pretending you’re the
only person there, regardless of how crowded it is.
Never laughing too loudly in a restaurant however good the
joke.
Assuming, as you grow older, you’re the guardian of world’s
wisdom, even if you have not necessarily lived enough to know what’s right
and wrong.
Going to a charity tea party and thinking that you’ve done your
bit towards putting an end to social inequality in the world.
Eating three times in a day even if you are not hungry.
Marrying the first person who offers you a decent position in
the society. Love can wait.
Always saying ‘I tried’ when you didn’t try at all.
Postponing doing the real interesting things in life for later,
when you wont have the energy.
Avoiding depression with large daily doses of television.
Thinking that being a good, decent, respectable person will
mean that others will see you as weak, vulnerable and easy to manipulate.
Being equally convinced that aggression and rudeness are
synonymous with having a ‘powerful personality’
Being afraid of having an endoscopy (if you are a man) and
giving birth (if you are a woman)
Excerpts from
‘The Winner Stands Alone’ by Paulo Cohlo
I fell in love
with yet another fine young lady!!!
The story has
its beginning in the winter of 2010. It was a fine morning. One of my colleagues introduced
me to her. She was waiting in the parking area, a fine young lady, aged a
little over 30 years, with the marks of hardships and worries all over her
body.
She just raised
her head and gave me a not so interested look…
But in the very first
look, I decided that she is gonna be mine!
It is visible
that I failed to woo her at the first sight. But I was sure that she is gonna
be my lady and my love one day. With that hope, I made her mine, with the
blessings of her beloved ones…
I still remember
the day I got her. She did not respond to me at all! She had such a face that
she has come to unworthy, non deserving hands. I tried my best to ‘impress’ her
but nothing worked in my favour.
Guys’, having
such a find lady and she giving such cold response is painful! I tried hard to impress
her but nothing worked out. Whenever I tried, she responded and gave me a
miserable experience.
But as you guys
know, I am determinant when it comes to girls and I was sure that one day, one
day she is gonna give me a happy ride…J
I found that though
she is beautiful, she needs a professional hand to bring out the besuty and transform
her in to a fine lady.I took her to my
home town and admitted in a hospital which is specialized in the job. I made
sure that she gets the best treatment possible; the only hope was that,
whatever I do now would make her realize the love and care, I have, for her.
Days and months
passed with news of progress… failure… complaints from the doctor about the non
cooperation, attitude that she throws round…
I made it a point never to visit her during
the treatment as I just could not see her suffering…
All these days,
I have been waiting just for one call… A call from the Doc confirming the
completion of the treatment and declare that he has delivered the commitment of
delivering my love as I wish! And she is ready to be reclaimed!!
She got
discharged and was taken to my home. Before that Doctor took her for a round in
Pulpally (My home town) and needless to say, she was the point of discussion
for everyone for the day!!
It was a fine
Sunday morning when I met by love again. Though it was monsoon, rain stayed
away for me to make the best ever ambiance for the reunion.
Though I
expected her to be a fine elegant women, I could ever dream off, reality stuck
my eyes with surprise, joy and tears…
I still remember
the feeling I had when I met her that day. Words are not enough to explain but
ya… those who are, were in love would certainly understand how I felt. I just
felt like admiring her the whole day, and I never wanted the sun to set and
night to fall on that ravishing beauty. Such a fine women!!! I have never been
so romantic and joyful ever in my life.
Hae guys, have I
told you that her real beauty is her voice? Yes. She sings in such a fine voice
that the magic of her vocal code seduces everyone… No one can resist her voice
and the songs. I have made her mine just for the fine song…Beauty of her body
is secondary.
I took her on a
ride through Pulpally town. Such a great feeling!!! Not even a single guy could
get away without giving her a glance of admiration. As a proud owner, what else
would I need…
She was my only
companion during my stay at Pulpally. I took her to places and to people… I
never heard a difference of opinion…
She is truly a God’s creation!!!
Sibi Mathews
Note:
Friends- if you
could find “My love, “My lady”, “She”,
“Her” and replace with “1979 Model Royal
Enfield Bullet 350” and “Doctor”
with “Mechanic” and “Hospital” with “Garage”, this story is true…
Statutory warning: Those who think writing and reading about ‘peeing’ is
ugly, indecent, substandard or insane (?) may stop reading here and go for a ‘pee’
By reading this line, you have agreed that you have no objection in
reading this blog on ‘peeing’
“Why can’t you at least consider that
he is a human being??”
I
woke up hearing this. I had no clue on what was happening in the bus. I was on
my way back from Perunthalmanna to Thrissur
after visiting my uncle who underwent an operation and was trying to figure out
ways to forget pain and come back to normal life. As in any other bus trip, I could
not help remain awake. I fell asleep exactly after 10 minutes. (Guys, this is
my secret of not being bored and spending the time productively while
travelling. I am sure that you also must have tried it at least once. Make it a
habit. Trust me... it’s worth considering.)
I wondered
what ‘inhumanity’
might have happened in this bus which had hardly 12-15 passengers? (I donno any
direct correlation between number of human beings and humanity but somehow I
felt so) I stood up and found 2 passengers arguing with the Driver and
Conductor on something ‘major’. It is so serious that all
their faces are red, heated with the anger which caused the voice to increase
and had waked me up.
The
passengers were well dressed, standing near the driving seat. Both of them were
in anger, which is visible, but one of them showed the signs of ‘suffering
from some great pain.’ He was restless looking at everyone for support
but except the other fellow, nobody seemed to be in a mood to help him.
The
argument went on in a fashion, as if they were in the legislative assembly.
Guys, I am not referring to the quality of language used (They never said
anything ‘unparliamentary’) but one
of them argued as if he is ‘the inventor of democratic system’
which governs the nation, that the bus belong to ‘the people’ as it is a government bus so they have the right to
ask for it (That piece of conversation did not give a clue on what the argument
is on. I damned myself for having slept, I might have missed lot of such
instances in bus as sleeping in bus is my ‘secret of not being bored, who
knows!!) The custodians of the so called ‘people’s property’ retaliated that
‘People is not just those two passengers,
there are others in the bus who can claim the ownership (they were the
majority. democracy triumphs) of the bus as being in the group of people who do
not wish ‘it’ happen.
The
argument went on and on keeping me wondering what the hell on this earth has
those guys asked for from these ‘people’s
servants’ which resulted in a debate on the basic governing principle of
our nation called ‘democracy’
All
of a sudden, the driver stopped the bus and said ‘Do whatever you want, you are the owner of the bus, I should be
obeying the owner. Let me see whether other owners like it or not.”
The
moment the bus stopped, the guy with pain on his face ran out of the bus and
his angry companion followed him. Other two passengers, who had been watching
the entire episode of the show, started talking as if someone has demanded
their seats and asked them to stand till the end of their journey. They started
blaming those guys for making other passengers wait for them just because they
had some personal work to be done by getting down the bus.
I
still continued to wonder what would be that personal work which made the owners
including me to wait...
I did not have to ask anyone...
After
5 minutes, both the guys came back with ‘great
relief’ on their face. The guy who was suffering from great pain had a smile
on his face, which made me to realise what the story is all about.
Guys,
you might have also realised the reason. Those guys had to attend ‘the
nature’s call’ which made them argue like a civilized citizen aware of
their rights in a democratic nation. (Right to pee must be included in the
fundamental rights, how could our forefathers missed it?!!)
Driver
was still in a mode to argue and to emerge victorious in this event as he saw
that some passengers did not want them to pee and wanted those guys to keep
their bladder under pressure till the bus reach Thrissur which was one hour
journey from there.
The
argument went on for a little more while and ended up as the beneficiaries were
not in a mood to argue any more.
I
wanted to go back to my sleep but could not. As like any other mallu, I
expected ‘the unwritten unsaid’
treaty between the two sides would be broken anytime... I did not want to miss
it. But throwing all my expectations on the road under the tyres of the bus,
both the sides kept quite till the bus reached Thrissur where I got down. I
hope and wish no development took place after that. God can not be so
insensitive to me!!
Well,
in the process of expecting the fight to resume, I started analysing the root
cause of the whole incident. Guys, I have this thing of ‘analysing the root cause and
figuring out the permanent solutions for the issues’ no matter it
bothers me directly or not. But I always make sure that I do nothing to address
the root cause or to solve the issue. I am being normal if you think that I am
acting otherwise... Well guys, let me proclaim this... “Being a citizen of a democratic
nation, I have all the rights to think about the root cause of any damn issue
bothering this nation and to blame the system for not ‘figuring it out’ or not
‘addressing’ it or being not effective in ‘solving’ it etc etc.”
The root cause analysis of this particular incident gave me two
conclusions,
1. 1.
‘The right to urinate’ is a
fundamental right for any Indian; I am not sure about other nationals as I have
not interacted with any of them in my life. I wonder how our forefathers could miss
it while writing the constitution!!
2.
2.There has to be rules and regulations governing
the code of conduct while urinating, the facilities at bus, maintaining the
facilities etc etc. The parliament, legislative assemblies should debate, discuss
this right in length and breadth to come up with a law ‘pee law of 2010’ or ‘law
of urination- 2010’ and could be subsequently amended, modified
depending on the changing needs of peeing/urination.
This law must be studied by the lawyers and there has to be a specialization
for lawyers on this law. This must be included in ‘concurrent list’ where central and state governments are concerned
about this basic need of its citizens.
The law should provision for toilets (or rest rooms?) in side
every bus and every bus operator should be given a reasonable time to have
these facilities within each and every bus. They might lose the revenue of 6-8
passengers in every trip but who cares... the law of the land should prevail
(democracy triumphs!!) if any operator fail to do so, get the opportunity to
keep the bus in shed forever (Democracy triumphs again!!)
A sudden spark went through my brain (don’t ask me where it
originated and where it ended and how does the spark originate in brain and the
scientific explanation of the same) such a great business idea!!!... Yes I
stuck GOLDMINE. As the father of this
law, (well I guess I would be granted this title. Hope nobody is working on it
now!) I will be honoured with a patent or honorarium of this idea and would get
a share of the revenue from this great initiative. (I deserve a share of
payment from each person using this facility anywhere in the country, there
could be some negotiation with the states. I should anyway get a decent amount
from each state, life time!!)
Wow!!!! I am just rocking...
When you think of a business opportunity, you tend to think
about maximising the profit. (If you don’t, I do) I could not resist myself
from the thought of making people to pee more while they are travelling... I
will negotiate for a ‘binamy contract’
for selling water in bus. Which will eventually result in more peeing... more
peeing means more money for me (Did I mention that you will have to pay each
time you use the facility in bus? Great income for the government! Why the hell
are our so called rules miss out such great yet simple revenue model and cry
over deficiencies?? I just done understand)
I was patting my back for inventing such a great ‘revolutionary’
idea for the betterment of humanity (Hope nobody would question the humanity
inside a bus after this law materialises), a great revenue source for our
struggling governments and a livelihood for me. No idea is so great.... nobody can
beat me!!
“Thrissur Thrissur....... Get down....” I woke up from my
thoughts with a little disappointment... There stood the conductor asking me to
get down... I smiled at him (after all he is the one who gave me this great
idea... ‘An idea which will change my life...)
It was raining heavily and... and...
Do I feel like peeing?? Hmm I need to get an auto and get home
as soon as possible as the toilet at the bus station is not even good enough for 'a pee'...Here I am, thinking about having toilets in Bus!! Damn me!!!
