And what about the cliches?

In the nick of time, I decided to write something as old as the hills. Since I feed my soul with drama, I always go for the eccentric gesture and express it in the most extreme emotions possible. Yes I do! That’s my mojo. You think that’s so cliché? I remember, somebody once told me, “Why have you started the article with a quote? Quotes and famous lines or poetry verses and clichés should be avoided.” I remember thinking to myself at that time, WHY! I love clichés and quotes. Ok, I know why. It just poor your writing credibility, but I don’t

think so.

Clichés are something like sentences and gestures that won “people’s choice award.” It has been tested and used for centuries and proven to work almost always. I am sure you all think, “Every cloud has a silver lining” or “Time heals all wounds” or “Fall head over heels” and what not. Even the cliché gestures like in You’ve got mail, where Meg Ryan says, “I wanted it to be you, I wanted it to be you so badly” to the handsome Hanks. Or sexiest man like Matthew McConaughey riding through town chasing his love, Kate Hudson, to tell her he loves her in How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days. What about Allie leaving her life and everything she is for the most beautiful man, Noah in The Notebook. Or like in every other South Indian movie, where girl and boy fall in love, people back home are fascists and not approve, and the lovers have “Romeo & Juliet” suicidal thoughts, but, at the end it all works out just damn freaking fine! That’s the power of clichés. Proof: Movies like that are still being made 

and played.

“You two Romeo and Juliet fell head over heels with each other. Maybe because opposites always attract. I know you both are frightened to death, but remember, all is fair in love and war. Wait for your silver lining and hope time heals all wounds.”

That paragraph right there is the cliché kingdom and not bad at all, is it?

Just FYI, the word cliché comes from two origins:

·         A sound - The French used the word to describe the sound that a matrix, or a mold with letters on it, made when it was being dropped into molten metal to make a printing plate.

·         A printing plate - Oddly enough, the printing plate itself was called a cliché or a stereotype and it was one of the first movable types in the world.

Clichés have lasted an eternity, and they continue to fit as a fiddle in our daily lives. 

Adios amigos, that’s all folks!

Fin

Butterfly effect

Yes, the inspiration was the movie. Of course, Ashton Kutcher is hot! So I was really impressed with the butterfly effect and I thought this blog can be quiet imaginative. I will take a real life situation and predict how different it would have been when butterfly effect theory is applied.

Ok, let’s start with the big one. We have come across a lot of alien theory; for now, they are all true….. So, instead of studying them, what if we had collaborated with them? How would it affect the world beside half-human half-alien babies!

That's your classmate, guys!

Let’s see. For sure we would be the most intelligent galaxy with human touch ;) Our president maybe showing off his endoskeleton with slimy transparent skin! We would also have to learn another language in school! Phew! No more economic issues, social issues and human warfare. Expect a few extremist booing our alien friends! But mainly, we will be technologically very improved and feel threatened that our intelligent friends might take over. You don’t know what scary weapons they have! Maybe for them Bazookas are everyday cowboy fight weapon. Bottom line, cold war and scared human population. Hmmmmm… I don’t like how this ends at all

Okay instance 2, What if wars were not about fighting and weapons but an eating competition?! We sure would have fat people. Body measurements for enrolling in a police academy would triple. Military slogans would say – save your breath, walk less, eat more. Idea! Company would sing eat and talk, eat and talk with a chubby AB baby. Bluetooth business booms! Government shouts – Always cooking, always eating. The military bases utmost requirements would be chefs!

True!
PS: Be nice to me :p

Imagine the hospitality industries joy! Farmers finally need not suffer! And you damn cardiologists would be the richest people on earth closing in next would be chefs. So downside? You don’t eat well, you are a shame to one whole country! You die faster, maybe even before you see your next kin. Life expectancy would be 30 years. Hopefully! 

Not so good either, is it?!

What about, Osama bin Laden - who had earned a civil engineering degree and son of a multi-millionaire construction magnate decided his life is about money, women and construction? How would the world be?

Food for thought. Comments are welcome!

Travel Diary 1 - Gokarna

I believe in - travel as much as you can, as long as you can. Travelling helps me attain my Zen place away from the world. Just sitting next to the window passing through different cities, villages and culture makes me feel like a part of some new world I was meant to meet. Even if I can’t leave the city, I make sure I travel around in the city, in public transport making myself familiar with strange things and new people.

My recent trip to Gokarna was timed improperly in the middle of joining a new job and on weekdays. Nothing mattered to me as long as I could go there. I left Sunday night, travelling 520 kms and the journey relaxed my nerves from the busy week. Stepping in “poor man’s goa”, as known quiet popularly around 8 am next morning, my friends and I trekked down to Kudle beach – which is really a world within a world. It is an isolated, almost like a private beach. I personally choose Kudle to the others for its calmness and an endearing feel. It attracts me like a man is attracted to a woman in red dress and an angel’s voice. Just irresistible! After settling I got ready for the rest of the adventure. I knew what to look forward to. It’s not my first time you see. I was all set to jump in the water and be one with the sea. The water felt cold against the body but it was like a sip of ice water on a hot day. It brought me joy. I was like a four year old with a candy for dinner! The immense joy, water and the happy me just fit into the space perfectly in my mind. I did not want anything more, or anything less. I had found my balance. My skin did burn to charcoal! I don’t get why I don’t use sunscreen.

Kudle beach view
Picture courtesy: Monish Shanmugam Photography

After swim we relished a delicious meal. Even though shacks there don’t offer spicy Indian food because of the foreign travellers it is nonetheless delicious. We all sat in the shade of the café in utter silence, looking at the sun, sea and at one point our souls. We never conversed with each other, but just admired the horizon which someday I will reach! It’s on my to-do list. We spent the whole evening on the beach front café. The night fell upon us and we danced around the bonfire and giggled with the stars and said cheers to the moon. The night was so admirable – the moonlight hit the waves and water instantly turned to a glistening mercury looking lava rushing to shore. I just stood there for hours watching the waves turn 
grey silver.

Day 2, the sun waited for 5 hours to see me! We jollied in the beach all noon and got dressed for a trek! Trekking from Kudle Beach to OM Beach takes about 15 mins and the trek is not very steep and scary. We walked through the hills listening to birds chirping, sun shining bright like a diamond on the water (Thank you Beyonce for the phrase ;)) and of course my poor tired body which was betrayed by me with so much exercise. I had a north Indian lunch as my tongue was craving for chillies and spices. I swear, I am by blood south Indian even though my dad says I am Maharashtrian! We trekked back after a heavy lunch which was piquant and good. We planned to go for a boat ride, visiting all the beaches – Paradise, half moon, Om and finally back to Kudle but we figured our sweet sweet joy lies in Kudle on the sand, in the sun, near the beach.

This is from the trek! Now you know what i'm saying :)
Picture courtesy: Monish Shanmugam Photography

The night fell upon us, we had a nice conversation under the stars on a blanket. We cooed like animals and sang like birds, danced like peacocks and swam like fish that night. The next day we woke up with a sad face and a sombre mood followed. We knew we had to leave soon. But then, we met a Swedish professor who just loved talking forever. We had lunch with him and learnt things about Sweden. We packed when the sun was setting in the horizon and trekked up to Gokarna town to catch a bus home where we knew things would be the same. But I think we will always have the satisfaction of a well spent vacation. The bumpy ride back home through ghat section was unforgettable but also the scenic beauty, moonlight and my favourite song accompanied me all through the night. I sat there looking out the window reliving my vacation. I fell asleep dreaming to come back and the driver shouted, “Yeshwantpura stop!” in my freaking ears at 5am.

Take a vacation, even it is just for a weekend. Connect with yourself and be one with nature. You will find a deep sense of gratitude and love for all you have and all you wish for.    

The miracle of 2

Since my first post, Affairs of the nation or lips was earnest, humourless and alarmingly critical to be mentioned, I thought it’s time to be all stupid but genuine, I tell you! With life teaching you scary lessons every day I think it’s time to just take a minute and wonder about the miracles of life.

Such as, have you ever thought about why we have 2 legs, 2 hands, 2 nostrils, 2 eyes, 2 breasts and 2 balls! It gets me thinking, is 2 a magic universal number? Can i worship the number 2 and very ironically and interestingly at the same time, why do we call our poops number 2 :O

Do you know?

I think it’s for the universal balance. Just one of something is incomplete. One of you is incomplete without one of me; that makes the two of us. Wow! i sound like my advanced grammar book writing a self-help guide! But seriously, maybe you like shopping alone, eating alone or going to a theater alone… but not always! People who say, I feel alone even when I am with people around me are bullshitting you! That’s physically not possible and mentally either. Maybe they are just poor hangs or sad souls. Be nice to them, come on!

According to numerology, the number 2 is related to pursuing life purpose and soul mission. That's deep. Did you know 2 is also the smallest and the first prime number? And poor thing, it’s the only even prime number too. Ironically, 2 is the only prime even number that is pretty odd. Or in an arrogant ass’s world – 2 is the only outstanding, choosing to be brooding lonely prime even number. You arrogant asses know what I am talking about. I think number 1 is a slut though! I mean, come on 1 – all numbers are divisible by you! Have some hold over yourself! Say no once in a while.

So why is number 2 important and what does it matter to you or me?

Well, if you have no clue about 2 then you will suck at math! we don't want that to happen. It is important in everyday life. It may have a deeper meaning or otherwise - it is still a vital part of one's learning phase, so learn it idiots and stop analyzing every little thing in life! You will go nowhere except the land of frustration and confusion with paranoia plants and troublesome trees. Hey! Maybe it exists in a parallel world, who knows! Ummmmm… you’re still finding a take from this post? 

Laugh a little, jump a little and stay happy J

Affairs of the Nation or Lips?

Life, love and ecstasy is all about me and my world perspective. I have a unique take on any situation, or at least i would like to think so!

This is my first blog and I had at least 3 drafts with different concepts and stories. I felt nothing was good enough to make a BANG premiere! So… finally I settled on going a little political and a lot of controversial! Yes, this is very very interesting and quite raging all around the nation. It started with just one FB page – Kiss of love ;) The page which protested against Kochi’s moral policing, which in many instances was police abusing powers and misunderstandings, grabbed the Nation’s attention from NaMo. Phew! That’s a relief to our Modi. I’m scared one day when I turn on the news, the headline would read – What did Modi eat for unhealthy bowel movement! I’m not kidding. Anyway, until that day. Right now let’s focus on why people are just randomly engaging in PDA. The KOL Kochi campaign was intended to be a peaceful march, but well, we know how rollercoasters are – especially the steep ones! Bottom line, the campaign was not so peaceful!

With one party offending the other party to the extreme this chain grew long and strong; so strong that it’s all over India now. The protestors who are protesting for moral policing have protestors who are protesting against the people protesting moral policing! If that made sense to you, you will realize how ironic, funny and stupid it sounds.

Any protest is started by a raged public with compact evidence and hurtful reasons behind them. Like the The Pink Chaddi campaign of 2009, Blank Noise Project of 2003, BesharmiMorcha of 2011 and The Kiss of Love campaign of 2014! They all have their ups and downs and protests. They all spread awareness all through the country. They have their reasons to protests. In my opinion – any matter can be solved if you just know the balancing mid-point. Find it and don’t fight for it.

Indians who are fighting tooth-to-nail on a matter so trivial, challenging a whole system and ethics of a country is just wrong in my opinion. Do you really think if in India you can kiss in the middle of a road randomly you will be able to admonish moral policing, mind you, in some cases it is very helpful too. Or will you be able to stop eve-teasing or attempt to rape? Do you think perverts who are aroused at the sight of a girl will be fine with PDA all around them? Don’t you need the same moral policing when someone calls you to go home with them for the night? But really.. is PDA so important to you that you are willing to give up a country’s ideology? Whom are you doing this for? What will you achieve through this? Isn’t kissing, an act of love that is intimate and between two individuals? Has Jane Austen taught you nothing about love?

When KOL can grab so much media attention through one social platform, why are we not focusing on much important issues through the same platform? If I ask you, do you support KOL campaign, maybe yes or no. Again, have you helped a poor family? Do you visit any orphanage? Have you kept your city clean? Have you reported a crime or ignored it? Do you think politics is somewhere you would go to change the world? At least, what are today’s news headlines? How many of you can honestly tell me you are doing your best for this nation’s growth. I don’t think even I can honestly say yes to all of them above. Something to think about. There are bigger problems than moral policing. Don’t get me wrong, I know it’s shitty of them to treat civilians that way – but going to the extreme to defend against uncouth narrow-minded insignificant authority is not the answer. I believe it was more than just an inconvenience, but will kissing in public stop them?

I ask questions and not answer them because, you decide if you have really thought through all this. One more thing,

What really bugged me with social media campaigns being the newest trends are - how impacting is it? If it is reaching millions every second then why is that just a week ago I read about a Delhi girl with her father who was teased in the middle of a high traffic area had to defend herself while the crowd watched the show?

Are we not following our pledges? Have we become so shallow that even after hard proof evidence of losing 100s of girls every year due to rape or abuse we just blindly ignore it thanking god it was not our girl? Will we ever stop it? Will your girl be the next one?

There you go – The life of millions fighting for what they think is right, the love for some reason found nowhere in this situation and ecstasy is for the media on their TRP ratings! Guys, here’s your moment. Shine on!