Encounters with Reality

For last two years or so, I am watching serials, more than movies. It started from GOT, and now I am really hooked up. I look forward to what I am going to watch in my homeward train journey. I typically watch episode or two daily.  On the day, when I don't have to travel and work, I watch more episodes.  I was watching 'Transparent' because I read about it in one of the articles that was discussing shows for LGBTQ+. I watched it mainly for how it has treated the sexuality. The sex scenes are like toppings, they attract, but they can't retain viewers to the series unless they are backed by a captivating storyline.  'Transparent' is not the series I will typically watch. I do not like serieses where an individual's messed up decision making is the concurrent theme. Most likely these messed up individuals are sufficiently rich and that's what makes their messing up visually beautiful and consequences stay mostly emotional.  'Transparent' is no...

It’s about that time the Sun went down And city woke up to illuminating darkness  It rained that evening  And through drenched clouds,  Wind sang an eulogy for time That sublimated, brick by brick  In the towers that rule the world now.  It’s about time when dozen of the last birds flew over a broken home Their wings spread through contours of memories  Chanting the hymn to erase the marks of hungry past  It’s about time when the last of dusty roads Kissed the goodbye to nameless flowers  And burned them all in aimless tar. 

A : See, the news item says that in Patna, most of the users used Rail wi-fi to watch porn. B: See! See!! A: What? B: First, there is railway and wi-fi everywhere in India, even in Patna! Prabhu, tussi great ho. Second, if Nitish hasn't banned alcohol despite the deep cultural tradition that prefers inebriation of Bhakti that strikes all vices, people wouldn't have turned to Porn. You see, the power of Sanskar and vengeance of sanskar over those who forget our roots!! Third, mobiles are everywhere, that's the basis of JAM, which is the basis of financial revolution waiting in the wing. Forth, the Vatsayana and Konark temple are from this land and you liberal moron, were saying these are days of moral policing. You still say so? A: I guess my vision is now illuminated my multiple meanings that I never saw. B: Yea. Sages have already said it my friend. It's called अमेध्यादपि काञ्चनम्! A: जय हो! जय हो!! http://tech.firstpost.com/news-analys...

      There was a small town. Town head used to live in a villa at the one end of the town. The villa was really awesome, everyone used to say to each other. Yet, everyone knew that no other place in town has most acrid stench than the villa. Because the villa had drainage nullah flowing next to it. As one can predict, those who lived in villa had a wall built around the nullah, so no one ever saw it. The room fresheners were regularly used to ward off the stench. Yet, the nullah has a strange property that whenever there was a party or some official function in the villa, disgusting stench will pervade the villa. Since villa belong to the town head, no one really said anything, but everybody smelled it.         As it happens, there was new chirpy lad in the town who started saying that town head must be a dumb one since he allows the stench to emerge from the pathetic nullah. Town people were really surprised at the courage shown by...

I found this book browsing books available under ‘Kindle Unlimited’. There is one huge disappointment, which I faced first time about kindle books. This book has numerous font and spelling mistakes. It seems that a draft and not the final version have been released under kindle limited.             Mark Tully has maintained a flowing narrative throughout the book. The narrative touches briefly the history of Sikhs. The emergence of Bhidranwale and the role played by India Gandhi and Akali Dal and Congress leadership in assisting this emergence is quite well explored, though the rigour of exploration is of a journalist and not of an academic. The book came in 1986, 2 years after operation blue star, which suggests that Tully and Satish Jacob (both are authors of this book) were working briskly to complete their project. Times of India is most cited reference. For me, it is hard to believe that Times of India can serve such serio...

            I watch Game of Thrones. I have read the published 5 volumes of Songs of Ice and Fire.             I observe many people of my age; the ones which I encountered in my education do not indulge in TV serials or such books. They are performing things of higher orders and living lives of higher orders. They will deny if it is asked, politely. They are nice people.             I am hooked to narratives, especially in visual forms. Yes, it frequently forces me to neglect some important activities than can have serious bearings on my purchasing power and nuisance value. There is not much I can do which I do not enjoy and there is not much which will give me enough purchasing power while allowing me to enjoy. The problem is I am not bestowed with any skill that can generate alternative enjoyment, barring this writing.  But writing c...

If life is meaningless, how do we justify the efforts to help the other people? The only justification is that – my stated objective of helping others is just the pretension and what I am doing is just having the fun. The meaning of the work is the essential delusion we have to create to let ourselves save from annihilating ourselves. But there is no meaning without our assumptions and sometime the naked truth is out in front of us. What do we do then? We bid for the time and shelter back in our delusion. Lucky are the people who do not have to this exercise and damned are those who do not have the shelter. Life is all about having our own walls and then longing for the freedom from those walls while showing as if we are so warm, so good within those walls. May be eventually we start believing in those walls and then we are happy. Belief is happiness, and it is an ancient truth which we keep glimpsing again and again.           ...