Thursday, 28 February 2008

Further proof of our sorry lives



As if wasn't tragic enough that human beings have to go through this ritual of marriage, now we inflict this torture on animals as well. Rather than learning their freedom loving, non binding ways of existence, here we are doing the mind-numbingly stupid thing- making them more like us.

Next thing you know, they'll go to court asking for divorce on behalf of the poor creatures, because the monkeys won't stop sleeping around with multiple mates.

I really don't understand why we can't mind our own sad little business.

Whatever the hell that is.

Thursday, 21 February 2008

In times of globalisation...we are glad about Uttar Pradesh

You get everything everywhere and anything anywhere these days. The world is becoming a mixing pot to an extent that places can easily steal the thunder of other places that were famous for certain things.

I mean, my greatest grievance against this is that you no longer have to go to Benaras to have the best Benarasi paan (I went to Benaras, and the paan was nothing compared to the one that Claridges Hotel wale Pandit Ji so lovingly folds up for me), or travel to Tamil Nadu to have the best Sambhar Vada. Wouldn't it be more fun if you had to make that journey and not have everything served at your doorstep (Literally, what with home deliveries being promised by even the tackiest establishments)

In such troubling times, The Holy Cow is most delighted to tell the world that you still get the best samosas and kachoris in U.P.

I mean, Bikanervala or Haldiram's just doesn't come close! The halwais of Uttar Pradesh remain unbeaten in the art of samosa and kachori making.

Someone just brought the above-mentioned delectable delights from Mathura, and I am not exaggerating when I say that I was dying with every bite I took.

It was the most perfect samosa I have ever eaten. A work of art.

The taste, the texture.... sigh! Pure brilliance.

I don't know what they put in them, but I sure am glad about the fact that the state remains the best in the business despite migration, mingling and mutations.

P.S. This is more about ideology really. Holy Cow is very glad that Panditji's paan is so close by.

:-)

John Lennon forgot one thing...

"Imagine no relationships"

Imagine if every person was actually an island.



One evening, walking along the ordinary roads of a typical colony in New Delhi, regressed enough to be craving chocolate and chips, TQ said to me, "You know that feeling? Of 'aloneness' even while in an experience of love?



Half way through this sentence, I smiled and looked at her with a glance that made her realise she needn't have asked me that question.



So throwing her arm around me with a little laugh, she said, "I knew you would understand exactly what I mean"


Ultimately, everyone is alone. You can love and you can give and you should have a bloody fantastic time doing that, but you shouldn't expect anything in return. Nada.

Is it pessimistic?



:-) Not at all ! Its liberating to arrive at this realisation. Because it does away with expectations. Expectations ruin you. They come with relationships, and relationships tend to be a bit screwed up anyway. Why? Because they give an illusion of non-aloneness.



You might say that it's all great talk, but that's not how relationships work.



Of course. Why do you think I lament over relationships? (Insert dramatic 1950's anguished Hindi film heroine pose here)



But it's the truth. All you can really derive joy out of is the way you feel. It's the only reliable thing.



Seekh Zaheen ke dil se jalna, kahe ko har shamma pe jalna?

Apni aag mein khud jal jaaye, tu aisa parwana ban ja



Yeah, its very Advaita Vedantic. Those guys definitely knew what they were talking about.


The 'truth' segment in the sidebar of this blog sings a song.



The lines that are absent are



Humsafar koi gar mile bhi kahin

Dono chalte rahe tanha tanha


Cheers to that comrades!

Wednesday, 20 February 2008

Complaints- Part Two

UEFA champions league.

Matchday 2 of knockout round, first leg.

AC Milan Vs. Arsenal.

Telecast on Zee Sports again!

All the swear words, used in all possible permutations and combinations, targetting all the family members of the addressee, in all the languages in the world would not suffice to capture my feelings for the television channel controllers at this moment.

Those who do not understand what this is about, see Complaints-Part One

Complaints- Part One

Being a fan of el futbol, one has to deal with the difficulties of not living in a football loving country that shows twenty sports channels covering all the matches being played on a given night.

UEFA Champions league resumed last night- Knock Out round.

And, first thing I did in the morning, was to open the newspaper early in the morning with trepidation, only to find my worst fears confirmed.

The Real Madrid Vs. AS Roma game was being telecast on Zee Sports.

Problem? I don't get Zee Sports!

I get Zee Studio, Zee Cafe, Zee Cinema, Zee TV, and Zee Music but no Zee Sports.

So I was generally complaining to TQ about how pitiable my condition was etc. and had just finished a dramatic monologue along the lines of "Oh its not like I am asking for too much! Zee sports is an Indian channel! Its not like I want to watch Sky Sports 1 and 2! Its not like I am making demands for Real Madrid's 24X7 channel, which btw shows in NEPAL but not in India!..."
When I was interrupted by her question-
"What would you give in order to be able to watch Real Madrid 24X7?"

My answer-
"Uhhh...like 100 bucks a month?"

Her expression was priceless! Given my anguished outburst a few moments ago, she said she expected me to say something like "My right arm"

But the truth is, as much as I love football and Real Madrid, there aren't very many things I would give up my right arm for.

She then asked me to name ONE thing I would give up my right arm for.

I grinned and said there was one thing-
I would give up my right arm if someone would assure me that the world would change to fit my Utopian ideal- no need to work to earn your bread, no attachments, no relationships, lots of passion, liberty, freedom to just 'be' without having to be someone or some thing, world where marriages aren't 'something to be done', a world where having babies isn't 'something to be done'...

You get the drift.

Couldn't come up with any other thing worth my right arm.

P.S. I was complaining to a psychoanalyst and to TQ about how the greatest tragedy was that you had to earn your bread and butter. Because most admissions that tell you interesting things about a person start with "If I didn't have to work to earn my bread and butter..."

Why?! Why do we have to work to earn bread and butter! I don't even like bread that much! Sob Sob

P.P.S- I read the minute by minute commentary on uefa.com. Real Madrid lost yesterday. 2-1. I blame it on my being unable to watch the match. Sports is the only thing I get superstitious about.