Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Blow your Conch

“Bheem Barrage Toot Gaya”

Its like the conch shell bugle for the beginning of Mahabharata, all the great warriors had one.
This one is for the beginning of floods in Bihar.
Nepal has opened the gates of all its barrages, water flowing from the great Himalayas, after satisfying the needs of Prachanda’s democracy, will come swiftly thru whole of north Bihar and would make haste approach to the Bay of Bengal.
Taking away enroute thousands of human lives and another couple of thousand lives of cattle’s, millions worth of human efforts will be washed away, like their sins, from a holy dip in the Ganga.
All water will assemble at the Farakka, waiting for government’s bureaucratic machinery to start taking permission from the Bangladesh government to release water. Till then North of Bihar will face a deluge. For next three months that will be.

As I travel from Katihar to Khagaria,
The sight out of the train window is beautiful.

Water spread over all of paddy greens,
Crimson sun setting at the horizon,
Its ambience reflecting on the waters,
Spread over all what your eyes can see,
Clouds in the pure blue sky, streaked in red,
As if an Indian beau spreading her red chiffon over the sky,
In the clouds, thru you can see her curves.

Wish you were here….

On ground what you can see is cattle and humans herding together on the bunds and raised ground.
Cattle will shortly loose fodder and will have to reach along with the waters at the doorsteps of Bangladesh for slaughter.
All railway platforms will be home to a few millions for next few months.

Nitish Kumar will shout, like all other soon,
“We need funds – this is a national calamity, like never before”
Few days back he had said, “We are prepared for floods”
Yep, damn right, I have cleared my cupboards, to stack all the moolah.
Here it is Mr. Kumar.
Blow your conch. (Watch out, it might give you hernia)

Platform

Travel teaches tolerance.
An Indian railway teaches intolerance, perpetuates depression and invigorates frustration.

On way to the Himalayan Kingdom, I am stranded at Katihar station, for 6 hours now and will be perhaps another 6 hours before this iron horse budges.
Bengal is on strike and all trains enroute are stranded.

No train official in site, toilets are in bad shape, coaches are cockroach infested, vendors, beggars, rag pickers, pickpockets and snatchers congested.

Berths have become smaller.
But the railway’s Balance sheet is getting bigger.
Laloo knows what media buys and their intellectual bankcruptcy
He is making most of the India shining,
People ignore what they see with their naked eye.
They believe in what media has to show.
In what the politicians propose.

There has been so much of noise about the Indian railways doing great.
Just travel once to anywhere and you will know the truth.
But then you might be a super optimistic or a blind to say that, this is just one situation, others might be fine.
Balance sheets are fudged, and more over governments figures.
Anyway a socialist government is not supposed to make a profit that is what they say in their manifestos.

No competition. Will obviously lead to people being satisfied with what they get. Railways know it well.
People who make news or effect policies either do not travel by train or get a first class treatment in the trains.

For the rest of us, we just wait at the Platform.

Men Are Dogs

Yep. I agree, to the core.

Dear lady, there is just one way out, if you have to live with them.
Either be Masters or become Bitches.

Taking last evening’s conversation ahead…

Men are dogs, some less some more.
But then concentrate on the solution and not the problem.
What are you going to do about it?

Like most women, are you going to snoop, nag, avoid his and yours socializing, restrict his movements, call him umpteen times while he is away, smell his collars, check his phone, wallet, PC.
Make your mind a dustbin and your life garbage!

Here is a suggestion, from a first hand experience holder.
And, most of all a Dog.

If you have the ability and your man is a little less man or dog, become a master.
Make him do tricks, like buying jewelry, expensive clothes, holidays, parties etc.
And then reward him, with bones, flesh or even a cuddle in the neck is good enough for him to keep his tail wagging.

Or if your man is a little more dog, then become a bitch.

Get other dogs to wag their tales for you, socialize, get friends- male, on social networks, over phone, parties, and colleagues, travel whatever.
As long as you will have men other than your man, in your life trust me your man’s libido will stay high with you.
You have to be difficult to get, not impossible for him.
Jealousy and keeping him on his toes, always works.
Dogs want to work their way up; they want to prove themselves for every possession they hold.

With time, wives tend to get, taken for granted.
And no competition leads to no challenge, hence he wants to prove himself else where.

There is one glitch, men often turn violent in these situations, how you handle that depended entirely on your ability of carrots and stick.

Value your freedom, space, career and ambitions....and slowly, not immediately..he will thank you for this.



There is absolutely no harm in some flirtations elsewhere, as long as it is mutual and within emotional limitaions.
Effectively all men are dogs, so if you think grass is greener on the other side, you will prove yourself wrong.
To keep one at home stay put, and ready all nights, you would need a threat perception for him elsewhere, not one but a fewMany. This is also good for your confidence.

World and social behaviors change constantly, but the basic instincts remain there for a long time. Rather than blaming him for his genetic behavior.

Women should look for their own.
Striving for the best seed for themselves, constantly.

Now, that does not mean, one goes bed hopping with every hunk.
Not that every Man gets what he wishes.

Get your self a life and some dogs.