Space-age Paradox

I was waiting for the bus at the bus stop. I was in no hurry to reach home, so I decided to wait and board the bus later. I was observing the commotion at the stop. I saw a man fidgeting with his phone. Then there was a boy sitting next to me busy working on his laptop while waiting for the bus. Then there was a girl with earphones plugged in moving her hands on the rhythm. All these things raised question in me. Where technology is taking us?
We have invented many types of machines that save a lot of time. A computer can do wonders within no time. In farming, it used to take several weeks to plough the fields, now we can do it in a few days. We don't have to wash our clothes by hand anymore- there's a washing machine. We don't have to go miles to fetch water, because it comes to our kitchen, our bathroom. We have developed thousands of ways to save labour and time, and yet we are much busier than our ancestors were. It is a contradiction. What is the reason?
All the technologies advancement have reduced our work but our minds are occupied like never before. We are always in a state of occupancy. What is the reason for this space-age paradox? Is it because that we have acquired so much that we always toil hard to keep them or is it because we have forgotten the wonders that nature provides in each and every moment to which our ancestors were connected? What is the answer to this?
Its time to think.....

A boy named Restless.....

Once upon a time

lived a boy named restless,

looking for tomorrow

thinking of yesterday.

Never in the moment,

was the boy named Restless.

Lost in grey,

he missed the silver.

Always in a shell,

he missed the light.

Always complaining,

A boy named Restless.

Kept on longing,

never satisfied.

Wanted to live

on other side,

never followed his

own stride.

He was a boy named

Restless………

Liar,Liar,Embarrassed Liar

You can’t escape them. They are everywhere. Some are harmless, some are habitual, some predictable and some are bruising. They are our very own lies. A feeling that is kind of awesome-when the person is telling a lie and you know it and you are enjoying it. And when the speaker knows about it, the expression on the culprit’s face is like -What the hell? How does he know it? Height of embarrassment for him and height of amusement for you.

This is a collection of such amazingly funny (embarrassing) moments.

A friend of mine borrowed a novel from me. It is well known that a novel once given to a friend is least expected to be with you again. But I suddenly forgot this tradition as it was my sister’s book and she wanted it any cost. So I dialed my friend and asked him for the book. He announced that he had lost it. In the evening I went to his home and standing in front of his door I dialed him again asking him about his whereabouts. He told me that he was not at home and will be back tomorrow. But he was home and playing cricket on the roof. I called his name and asked him to come down announcing that I was not there for the lost book. His face was like “liar, liar, pants on fire”.   

One of my friend who is into blogging posted a very impressive blog but unfortunately he copied it from a popular blog. I congratulated him for his amazing show of writing (“plagiarism”) and I added how come he managed such creative ideas? He dived into self-praise mode. In the evening I commented with the link of the original work on his post. Within few hours he removed the post and I received a text saying “F*** you”.

Now it’s time for a traditional lie. Minor exams were going on and after the first exam I asked the topper of my class “how her exam went?” She replied with a frowning face that it was crap. I smiled and moved on. Next week teacher distributed the answer scripts and announced that “topper” has topped again and gave us her answer script to get inspired and learn how to write a university exam. The sheet was a ditto copy of the book and I was like this is what she meant when she said “CRAP”. I asked her the same and she explained that it was all luck. I laughed uncontrollably and she fumed secretly.

If I start scratching my mind and get all about these incidents I guess even 400 pages would not suffice (Don’t consider this a lie).

Be yourself, speak truth. No one ever died because of it. Though no one even died of lies but lies are always heavy to carry.

So “Stay true, stay happy.”

Thoughtless.....

I was running through trees,

Accompanying me was a cool breeze.

I started in the noon,

But now there was moon.

I was running,

Thoughts in my mind were flowing.

I competed them,

I resisted them.

They grew stronger,

My steps grew longer.

I was running through trees,

Accompanying me was a cool breeze.

My whole world was running with me.

But now I watched them running

and it changed the whole thing,

resistance was gone,

competition was gone,

the flow ceased

the world came to a halt.

My mind was still,

And my legs were still.

I ran through trees,

Accompanied me a cool breeze.

I bet you will read this twice……..

How is the title “I bet you will read this twice”? Don’t worry this post is not going to be like the movie “inception” which I watched twice and still I am confused about it. It is the possibility that you will like this post so much that you will read it twice. Though, this is a rare chance but you never know.  Let us end the curiosity and tell you why I am prating on the title. It’s the bizarre world of business and I am selling you my post and I thought such glossy title will make you read this post not twice but at least once. And my inspiration behind all this is our very own television and its commercials which were earlier meant for loo breaks but know they are so frequent that unless you are suffering from diarrhea you got to watch them. So this post of mine is going to be about the creative world of advertisements.

                         

 Let me tell you a incident. I was watching tv and the ‘Lays’ commercial was being telecasted. My little curious cousin was also watching it and he immediately said “bhaiyaa, lays are so tasty but why are they saying that ‘no one can eat just one’ , I can eat big pack of it by myself”. I I would like to tell lays people to remove this ambiguous tagline.  My cousin can help you.

 Then there is our very own super model for ‘MDH masale’. He is the founder of MDH and we know him as the model (super model) of MDH advertisements. He is there in every advertisement of MDH. Seeing him assure us one thing ‘MDH masale’ gives us longevity. Long live “The founder , The Model,                          Asli  masale sach sach MDH, MDH” .

Then there are some really creative advertisements. Happydent white commercial is one of them.  Chew this and you save your electricity coz your teeth are now lights. Use it In on diwali, use it in power failures. 

There are some brands which don’t need any endorsements like the “DESH KA NAMAK” TATA salt.

Its ubiquitous. No matter where you are its like “ bhaiyaa tata namak denaa”. It is truly “DESH KA NAMAK”. Then there is “G MAANE GENIUS”  parle-G which has become a synonym for glucose biscuits.

There are categories of commercials which targets the singer in you. No matter how bad you sing but you will surely hum them. The old is gold in this category is the nirma commercial “HEMA, REKHA, JAYA AUR SUSHMA SABKI PASAND NIRMAAAAA ,NIRMA”  and the latest show stealer is airtel’s “HAR EK FRIEND ZAROORI HOTA HAI” .

My favourite genre of commercials is the funny commercials. Fevicol’s “pakde rehnaa, chodna nhi” is a cult in this category. And the glycodin’s “khaansi ki chhutti” commercial in which the kid is named as “oohoo oohoo”. These advertisements are a product of witty minds.

There are commercials that makes you feel special, makes you feel good, that inspires you, the one which makes you think. The latest is HERO’s “HUM HAI HERO” campaign which surely is a beautiful concept. Coca cola’s “reasons to believe” surely brings smile on your face.  

Commercials are around 30%- 40% of the show timing and they are ruling our homes. It’s a really amazing world of advertisements which are sometimes very cheesy and sometimes they are so good that you forget about the show you were watching.

                                                                    

                                                    

                                                                  

                                                          

Jogger's Park

I ate hell lot of junk food today.  I thought jogging will undo it. I keep on getting such freaky thoughts. And that’s how I landed in jogger’s park.  Man.. it is amazingly entertaining place if you like to observe  people.   Let us begin with the jogging a.k.a discovering different species of joggers.

Species I:

Name: The  “fainéant” joggers

This species is a common sight in a jogger’s park. It seems that this kind is jogging for centuries. These lazily trotting species is characterized by frequent breaks for rest. They are always on a lookout for a bench. They are also in search for shorter paths. This is a female dominant species.

Species II:

Name: The “clubby” joggers

This species is always found in groups. This species is characterized with prating. Cricket, politics, business are the themes  on which the males feed while there female counterparts like jewellery, clothing and there favourite backbiting.  They jog as long as the feed is provided.

Species III:

Name: The “beguiler” joggers

This species is basically a type of  “fainéant” joggers. But the two species differ in the honesty factor. The “fainéant” species ‘ mind is not evolved to deceive. But the “beguilers” are amazingly sly and there jogging speed varies according to there surroundings i.e they accelerate when the other member of jogger’s park is nearby but in isolation they are lazy trotters.

Species IV:

Name: The “head bangers”

This species feed on music. They are characterized by certain movements of head along with the movement of legs. This species avoid groups.  They are prone to collisions with other members as they get so involved in there feed sometimes that they lose there balance.

Species V:

Name: The “Marathoners”

This species is the most evolved species. Sippers, stopwatches, towels are in there armory. They mean business all the time. Characterized by high-speed jogging.

I might have missed some species which I will try to discover next time.  

Magic in 'ME'

They can make me fall

They can mar my soul

But they can’t steal the

‘Magic’ in me…..

They can teach me betrayal

They can make my false portrayal

But trust me they can’t dry

The ‘hope’ in me…..

They can be colored

I know I’ll be troubled

But what they can’t quench

Is the ‘fire’ in me…..

They will judge

They will carry a grudge

But they cant slay

The ‘human’ in me…..

They will make me follow

And turn me hollow…..

But I will hold on

And feel the ‘ME’ in me…..