The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I got miles to go before I sleep
and Miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost (1874-1963)
Monday, December 19, 2011
WRT
WRT- previous post, for those who did not use short forms in class notes its With Reference to. ( I could have written the full form itself instead of such a long explanation)
Any way, in the graveyard where we were, in the photographers lingo, shooting around, few kids, obviously excited looking at what we were doing, gave us company for a while. I have to say they were not only fun but were not at all shy of the camera! check out the photos you will know.
Any way, in the graveyard where we were, in the photographers lingo, shooting around, few kids, obviously excited looking at what we were doing, gave us company for a while. I have to say they were not only fun but were not at all shy of the camera! check out the photos you will know.
Rajdhani Express 3
Weekend one
The morning alarm was an awaited one. A 200km journey on the cards. Where to? To one of the wonders of the world. One of the most famous grave sites. The Pyramids of Giza and Aztecs might come in your head. It is because I have not mentioned the purpose behind this grave. Love. This marble edifice has found its place in every Indian’s heart. Form some its an inspiration for some it is the poster on the Barbers door. But they know the Taj Mahal.
Blame the harmones or how our civilization has progressed; the thumping of a 350cc motorbike is always music to a boy’s ear. We ride on meticulously laid out roads. Stopping for the occasional tea. But the civilized roads, like civilization itself, met its end. An incomplete expressway. We continue on mud. Much slower. More dirtier. Manuvering on the muddy “motorable” service road is like our country’s state. We have tasted the fruits of development. But we are on a slow track now. Bumpy and dusty. On One side is the lure of the lush green fields of prosperity, while on the other is the grey dry development. We have so far moved on enjoying both the sides. Each separately. But will these three paths meet somewhere in the future. Not in the near future. May be the distant one.
The aim was to visit one of the most Islamic grave site. We ended up in an Islamic graveyard alright. But it was nowhere close to Agra. We were in a graveyard for the worshippers of Mecca, in one of the holiest places for the Hindus. Mathura. It was here , these very grounds , where lord Krishna took birth. Like most religious centers, Mathura is also dirty. The roads are filled with dust ,dung and devotion. It is one of those places which has an identity crisis whether it is a village, a town or a city.
We were there, deciding whether to head to Taj or take a U-turn and find a road, a proper road back to Delhi. Our thoughts were like a pendulum, until we saw the temple with around 200 people, lined up in front of the temple and countless more inside, to have one look at the idol. Devotion and belief acted as force fields to the people who were waiting outside. The dry afternoon sun, the dust from the roads, the smoke from the vehicles, cow dung filled streets , nothing mattered. Their souls needed no cleansing, it was their feet and faces that needed some.
From that sight the bike had a mind of its own and decided to take the highway. Stopping occasionally at dhabhas and tea stalls we reached back with a lot of memories and a lot more road sense!!
The morning alarm was an awaited one. A 200km journey on the cards. Where to? To one of the wonders of the world. One of the most famous grave sites. The Pyramids of Giza and Aztecs might come in your head. It is because I have not mentioned the purpose behind this grave. Love. This marble edifice has found its place in every Indian’s heart. Form some its an inspiration for some it is the poster on the Barbers door. But they know the Taj Mahal.
Blame the harmones or how our civilization has progressed; the thumping of a 350cc motorbike is always music to a boy’s ear. We ride on meticulously laid out roads. Stopping for the occasional tea. But the civilized roads, like civilization itself, met its end. An incomplete expressway. We continue on mud. Much slower. More dirtier. Manuvering on the muddy “motorable” service road is like our country’s state. We have tasted the fruits of development. But we are on a slow track now. Bumpy and dusty. On One side is the lure of the lush green fields of prosperity, while on the other is the grey dry development. We have so far moved on enjoying both the sides. Each separately. But will these three paths meet somewhere in the future. Not in the near future. May be the distant one.
The aim was to visit one of the most Islamic grave site. We ended up in an Islamic graveyard alright. But it was nowhere close to Agra. We were in a graveyard for the worshippers of Mecca, in one of the holiest places for the Hindus. Mathura. It was here , these very grounds , where lord Krishna took birth. Like most religious centers, Mathura is also dirty. The roads are filled with dust ,dung and devotion. It is one of those places which has an identity crisis whether it is a village, a town or a city.
We were there, deciding whether to head to Taj or take a U-turn and find a road, a proper road back to Delhi. Our thoughts were like a pendulum, until we saw the temple with around 200 people, lined up in front of the temple and countless more inside, to have one look at the idol. Devotion and belief acted as force fields to the people who were waiting outside. The dry afternoon sun, the dust from the roads, the smoke from the vehicles, cow dung filled streets , nothing mattered. Their souls needed no cleansing, it was their feet and faces that needed some.
From that sight the bike had a mind of its own and decided to take the highway. Stopping occasionally at dhabhas and tea stalls we reached back with a lot of memories and a lot more road sense!!
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Rajdhani Express 2
THE CITY
A week into the fast paced life of the rajdhani. This city has a soul of its own. Wide arteries and veins, with fast moving people , who are the blood of this control room of civilization. It is wired mixture. Fast paced life, impatient people, with a lot of places of civilized relaxation. Mammoth concrete structures juxtaposed against historical buildings, imperial mansions and religious houses. People run. Run across roads. Run for work. Run for trains. Buses. Run from each other. Run for time. Sometimes against it. Every citizen trying to make a kingdom out of his own world, in a city of plenty and a city of constraints. Petrol bunks, Gas stations fuel the busses and autos. Chole bature , parota push carts fuel the people and rickshaw wallas. Did the city conquer the state? Or did the state devour the city? Or do the kingdoms of all citizen merge in unison? Delhi is something to be experienced.
A week into the fast paced life of the rajdhani. This city has a soul of its own. Wide arteries and veins, with fast moving people , who are the blood of this control room of civilization. It is wired mixture. Fast paced life, impatient people, with a lot of places of civilized relaxation. Mammoth concrete structures juxtaposed against historical buildings, imperial mansions and religious houses. People run. Run across roads. Run for work. Run for trains. Buses. Run from each other. Run for time. Sometimes against it. Every citizen trying to make a kingdom out of his own world, in a city of plenty and a city of constraints. Petrol bunks, Gas stations fuel the busses and autos. Chole bature , parota push carts fuel the people and rickshaw wallas. Did the city conquer the state? Or did the state devour the city? Or do the kingdoms of all citizen merge in unison? Delhi is something to be experienced.
Rajdhani Express 1
And all of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain…..
The unforgettable words of R L Stevenson fill my head , as my hair is styled by the wind and my eyes survey the fast moving sights of far away hills, plains brown green and yellow. The fragrance of the earth is abruptly interrupted by the smell of the engines smoke. Rhythmic beats of the metal wheels and rails and long solos by the rail horn. Rexin seats, the comfort of being uncomfortable. This is truly a sensuous experience.
14 hours have passed since the experience started. 16 more to go. The journey from the south of India to the capital is an enriching experience. The sights are sounds of the journey provide the background score for the nostalgic stories of co passengers. “I ran and caught a train once”, “..one of the cleanest stations..”, “…it was the time of emergency..”. Mundane stories fuelled by enthusiasm act a catalysts to conversations. No topic is left untouched. Opinions, analysis, criticisms, facts and even gossip.
Three people from three completely different areas of work, interests amd origin share the journey. One a businessman, frequent on trains, thanks to all the trade fairs. Two , an army man, travelling to report to duty after a break. Three, its I. travelling with a purpose, a purpose of change.
There might be some thoughts which people get when they travel by rail. How did they lay the tracks? How did they plan it? To name a few. One question I got in my mind, for which the answer is not measurable. How much can we learn from co passengers? By learn, I want to stress that this is education not by syllabus but by lived experience. This education has no theorems nor ant formulae, no thesis or anti thesis, no assignments nor exams, but this interaction, teaches. With the small amount of time I have spent with my co passengers I have learnt History, geography, politics, anthropology and even cooking. If I ever become a citizen capable of influencing policy making, or if I ever get the power itself , I would certainly make 30 hour train journeys in Second class a mandatory assignment for college students. They need not write any reports of the journey nor give colourful power point presentations, they just have to make the journey.
The train moves from one state to the other. As I write this previous statement, two things come into my mind. Imagine a train which could move from one state of matter to another? I bet Ms Rowling did not get this idea! The other thought is that our mind is like a train on a long journey. Our mind, working constantly trying to reach reason, trying to reach destinations, chugs along. Our minds move from one state to the other too, more frequently than our travelling counterpart.
Fly as thick as driving rain…..
The unforgettable words of R L Stevenson fill my head , as my hair is styled by the wind and my eyes survey the fast moving sights of far away hills, plains brown green and yellow. The fragrance of the earth is abruptly interrupted by the smell of the engines smoke. Rhythmic beats of the metal wheels and rails and long solos by the rail horn. Rexin seats, the comfort of being uncomfortable. This is truly a sensuous experience.
14 hours have passed since the experience started. 16 more to go. The journey from the south of India to the capital is an enriching experience. The sights are sounds of the journey provide the background score for the nostalgic stories of co passengers. “I ran and caught a train once”, “..one of the cleanest stations..”, “…it was the time of emergency..”. Mundane stories fuelled by enthusiasm act a catalysts to conversations. No topic is left untouched. Opinions, analysis, criticisms, facts and even gossip.
Three people from three completely different areas of work, interests amd origin share the journey. One a businessman, frequent on trains, thanks to all the trade fairs. Two , an army man, travelling to report to duty after a break. Three, its I. travelling with a purpose, a purpose of change.
There might be some thoughts which people get when they travel by rail. How did they lay the tracks? How did they plan it? To name a few. One question I got in my mind, for which the answer is not measurable. How much can we learn from co passengers? By learn, I want to stress that this is education not by syllabus but by lived experience. This education has no theorems nor ant formulae, no thesis or anti thesis, no assignments nor exams, but this interaction, teaches. With the small amount of time I have spent with my co passengers I have learnt History, geography, politics, anthropology and even cooking. If I ever become a citizen capable of influencing policy making, or if I ever get the power itself , I would certainly make 30 hour train journeys in Second class a mandatory assignment for college students. They need not write any reports of the journey nor give colourful power point presentations, they just have to make the journey.
The train moves from one state to the other. As I write this previous statement, two things come into my mind. Imagine a train which could move from one state of matter to another? I bet Ms Rowling did not get this idea! The other thought is that our mind is like a train on a long journey. Our mind, working constantly trying to reach reason, trying to reach destinations, chugs along. Our minds move from one state to the other too, more frequently than our travelling counterpart.
Rajdhani Express
For once you wont find the usual 1 to 10 list on my blog, but i will be posting a series of posts which I write after being inspired by our capital New Delhi ( That should explain the Rajdhani part of the title ). I am expressing my thought/experiences/opinions so I found it apt to put an 'express' in the title. So here goes all about 'Dilli'!
Friday, November 18, 2011
Cycle
Yes! Everything, they say (those really old Chinese men), happens in a cycle! Life, History, seasons etc etc etc.
But sometimes you see that it might be true. let me give you an example.
India is known for its oral tradition. the Vedas and Upanishads were taught by gurus to their disciples orally. There was no written text nor was their anything to be written ( not to forget no bad handwriting or class notes). Thus the great work of the early eras were all voiced out!literally!
Then came writing and the script. In the early stages scholars still spoke while a scribe/student/elephant headed boy wrote and documented what he spoke. Thus in that era came the epic Mahabharata.
Once writing became popular it had no road blocks.It got boost with Gutenberg's invention and writing took the speedway. until, the emergence of the Typewriter. The dark days of the pen had begun. it was not mightier than the sword anymore.
Consequently the typewriter gave in for the computer which revolutionized writing (even though typed it is still called so ). It overtook the typewriter and the pen so much that educational institutions had them for the assignments to be written. Well I think we have reached the present or almost reaching it. During this time, one good man named Steve Jobs came up with a device called the iphone 4S. It had a special feature called 'Siri'. Siri could hear you speak and had the ability to type the same.(Now we are in the present)
Continuing the journey, the same software will be inculcated in computers and laptops and people (Will get lazy for sure ) will just need to talk and the words appear on their own. The fingers are going on a holiday! So in the near future the next best book will be written, no, will be talked and written by the machine. Thus the next great epic will be replaced by a white gadget with a mouse (I am not being a racists but just giving credit to the inventors of siri) instead of a jumbo-headed boy!
Now do you think 'things' go around in cycle? Pedal your thought on that.
But sometimes you see that it might be true. let me give you an example.
India is known for its oral tradition. the Vedas and Upanishads were taught by gurus to their disciples orally. There was no written text nor was their anything to be written ( not to forget no bad handwriting or class notes). Thus the great work of the early eras were all voiced out!literally!
Then came writing and the script. In the early stages scholars still spoke while a scribe/student/elephant headed boy wrote and documented what he spoke. Thus in that era came the epic Mahabharata.
Once writing became popular it had no road blocks.It got boost with Gutenberg's invention and writing took the speedway. until, the emergence of the Typewriter. The dark days of the pen had begun. it was not mightier than the sword anymore.
Consequently the typewriter gave in for the computer which revolutionized writing (even though typed it is still called so ). It overtook the typewriter and the pen so much that educational institutions had them for the assignments to be written. Well I think we have reached the present or almost reaching it. During this time, one good man named Steve Jobs came up with a device called the iphone 4S. It had a special feature called 'Siri'. Siri could hear you speak and had the ability to type the same.(Now we are in the present)
Continuing the journey, the same software will be inculcated in computers and laptops and people (Will get lazy for sure ) will just need to talk and the words appear on their own. The fingers are going on a holiday! So in the near future the next best book will be written, no, will be talked and written by the machine. Thus the next great epic will be replaced by a white gadget with a mouse (I am not being a racists but just giving credit to the inventors of siri) instead of a jumbo-headed boy!
Now do you think 'things' go around in cycle? Pedal your thought on that.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Political Fitness
Enough of all the serious stuff! In this day of cut-throat competition, it is quintessential to have an edge over your enemy. And politics is no different. It includes a race which can be run by the meanest and the strongest.
it is not easy. its hard work. To extract political mileage , you have to be fit and strong. In the busy schedule of a politician devoting time for fitness is difficult. So what do you do? Enter the new age politicians who mix not only pleasure and money with their work, they mix fitness too making them unstoppable!A list (ah!finally) of some routines.
1. Political walks: Padayatra, peoples walk, call it what you want its the perfect mix of cardio and "looking good in the eyes of the people".
2. Fast: Chuck the atkins diet, throw the protein diet out of the window, the fasting is here. Fast for any issue, fast, no food no water, indefinite , a lot of options to choose from. It gives you a lot of media attention too. What more do you want?
3. The village meal: chuck your usual meal, go to the countryside, eat at a layman's house. its low fat and gets you all the votes from the village.
4.Attend yoga camps: Its simple choose a hairy man in saffron and attend his camp, come on your using the indian way! Votes flowing in!
So get ready for the new age multi tasking politicians who are fit! So its time to sweat it out! on the political battlefield!
it is not easy. its hard work. To extract political mileage , you have to be fit and strong. In the busy schedule of a politician devoting time for fitness is difficult. So what do you do? Enter the new age politicians who mix not only pleasure and money with their work, they mix fitness too making them unstoppable!A list (ah!finally) of some routines.
1. Political walks: Padayatra, peoples walk, call it what you want its the perfect mix of cardio and "looking good in the eyes of the people".
2. Fast: Chuck the atkins diet, throw the protein diet out of the window, the fasting is here. Fast for any issue, fast, no food no water, indefinite , a lot of options to choose from. It gives you a lot of media attention too. What more do you want?
3. The village meal: chuck your usual meal, go to the countryside, eat at a layman's house. its low fat and gets you all the votes from the village.
4.Attend yoga camps: Its simple choose a hairy man in saffron and attend his camp, come on your using the indian way! Votes flowing in!
So get ready for the new age multi tasking politicians who are fit! So its time to sweat it out! on the political battlefield!
A few addresses everyone should know-Part 3
The last speaker (Thank god, this blog looks like a civics lesson otherwise) was an ex army man.
There is a difference between torture and violence. Torture is by a person in a position of power toward a person at a lower position for a purpose. So even untouchability is torture.
In a democracy dissent is most essential. You cannot call it democracy if there is no argument. But our govt cannot take dissent. The police is asking google not to publish certain articles. why? Democracy is becoming a police state, there is an undeclared emergency. it will resemble the Pinochet regime of Chile. The influence of the economic system is very high. So be prepared to face a state run by corporates, police controlled by corporates. Stay alert and voice out and save democracy brfore you lose it to money guzzling corporates.
There is a difference between torture and violence. Torture is by a person in a position of power toward a person at a lower position for a purpose. So even untouchability is torture.
In a democracy dissent is most essential. You cannot call it democracy if there is no argument. But our govt cannot take dissent. The police is asking google not to publish certain articles. why? Democracy is becoming a police state, there is an undeclared emergency. it will resemble the Pinochet regime of Chile. The influence of the economic system is very high. So be prepared to face a state run by corporates, police controlled by corporates. Stay alert and voice out and save democracy brfore you lose it to money guzzling corporates.
A few addresses everyone should know -Part 2
The second speaker was an advocate and a human rights activist.
The constitution gives us the citizens some fundamental rights and duties. One such duty is to cherish and continue the ideology and noble cause behind the freedom struggle. All the extremists during the struggle used violence to go against the system. Back to the future, in 2011 when a naxalite uses violence to go against the system is it not a fundamental duty? ( the speaker and I are completely against violence) One more duty is to promote harmony, save trees, water and environment and to show compassion to all living creation.
Now lets see what violence is? The Govt drives out peaceful tribes to build 5 star hotels in the name of development. ( fundamental duty? mental duty?). Govt silencing people who go against the system. problems sorted by encounter killings? using one issue to dilute the other. So we have a very violent govt. The extent of violence has gone beyond comprehension. the system is trying to shut all issues up. Its a complex system which sues social workers and doctors, threatens the society to watch the drama of the govt without raising a whisper! In case you talk against encounter killings you will be termed an extremist. be careful!
The constitution gives us the citizens some fundamental rights and duties. One such duty is to cherish and continue the ideology and noble cause behind the freedom struggle. All the extremists during the struggle used violence to go against the system. Back to the future, in 2011 when a naxalite uses violence to go against the system is it not a fundamental duty? ( the speaker and I are completely against violence) One more duty is to promote harmony, save trees, water and environment and to show compassion to all living creation.
Now lets see what violence is? The Govt drives out peaceful tribes to build 5 star hotels in the name of development. ( fundamental duty? mental duty?). Govt silencing people who go against the system. problems sorted by encounter killings? using one issue to dilute the other. So we have a very violent govt. The extent of violence has gone beyond comprehension. the system is trying to shut all issues up. Its a complex system which sues social workers and doctors, threatens the society to watch the drama of the govt without raising a whisper! In case you talk against encounter killings you will be termed an extremist. be careful!
A few addresses everyone should know..
I recently attended a meet observed as part of the International Anti-corruption day. it had three spokespersons who gave very informative and thought provoking lectures. I will try to reproduce the same , concise but will try to bring the same impact.I will write it in three parts.
The first speaker was an eminent legal expert, who has seen and read law from the time the Indian constitution was drafted. Here goes.
There is no act or bill in the Indian constitution to counter atrocities or torture.what is the legality of torture in the constitution? Lets start with some facts. The constitution is the highest law of the country. Torture includes both physical and mental torture. According to the Indian Penal Code, section 319 defines Hurt as whoever causes injury to body, mind or reputation. But the code never mentions anything about torture. So is torture legal? the answer is obvious. No, torture is an inhuman activity.
How is it illegal? Let us step back in time. the year 1899. The first Hague Peace convention bans the use of 'Dum Dum' bullets. Why? Dum Dum bullets were no ordinary bullets, once shot they would pierce the victim and using the body heat explode ripping the body beyond recognition. The bullet was banned as it was inhuman killing ( KK input: oh there is humane killing too??Well according to the warring nations a soldier killed during the battle with a normal bullet is humane..anyway back to the speech). Year 1907. The second Hague Peace convention bans poison gas for the same reasons ( it was generously used in the world wars but come on respect the convention) Year: back to 2011. All countries agreed to these two.
So Indian constitution like many around the world is completely against, hurting , injuring or harming people. So torture inturn becomes illegal. END
I have not given the examples give by the expert so just read these cases during your free time. One Khadhar Nassir Shah case, two Mcnaaught question and answers; and the IPC by Macalay. Peace
** Due apologies for the sarcastic additions.
The first speaker was an eminent legal expert, who has seen and read law from the time the Indian constitution was drafted. Here goes.
There is no act or bill in the Indian constitution to counter atrocities or torture.what is the legality of torture in the constitution? Lets start with some facts. The constitution is the highest law of the country. Torture includes both physical and mental torture. According to the Indian Penal Code, section 319 defines Hurt as whoever causes injury to body, mind or reputation. But the code never mentions anything about torture. So is torture legal? the answer is obvious. No, torture is an inhuman activity.
How is it illegal? Let us step back in time. the year 1899. The first Hague Peace convention bans the use of 'Dum Dum' bullets. Why? Dum Dum bullets were no ordinary bullets, once shot they would pierce the victim and using the body heat explode ripping the body beyond recognition. The bullet was banned as it was inhuman killing ( KK input: oh there is humane killing too??Well according to the warring nations a soldier killed during the battle with a normal bullet is humane..anyway back to the speech). Year 1907. The second Hague Peace convention bans poison gas for the same reasons ( it was generously used in the world wars but come on respect the convention) Year: back to 2011. All countries agreed to these two.
So Indian constitution like many around the world is completely against, hurting , injuring or harming people. So torture inturn becomes illegal. END
I have not given the examples give by the expert so just read these cases during your free time. One Khadhar Nassir Shah case, two Mcnaaught question and answers; and the IPC by Macalay. Peace
** Due apologies for the sarcastic additions.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Flowing thoughts of the Utopian world. Part 1
The Second Sex, Simone de Beauvoir. MUST READ!!
"One is not born, but rather becomes a woman"
Imagine a world without Sex. I am not talking about the biological difference of male, female. Neither am i talking about the "act" of sex (the world would be really boring!). Imagine a world where there was not 'Sex', no male no female. A world where everyone is seen as just human beings.
When we see a dog (Canis lupus familiaris), it is common that we brand it "loyal". But do you see whether it is a bitch or a dog. Do you label the qualities according to sex the particular specimen belongs to?
Now when you see a human (Homo sapien), you brand the specimen strong, aggressive, impulsive etc if its a male, and weak, caring, emotional if its a female!
Imagine a world where humans are labeled/branded according to their abilities, their strengths, and not according to their sexes!( the female DNA just lacks a Y chromosome)
Imagine. Imagine a world where there are no boys, girls, guy, gal, dude duddett or man woman! Imagine a world where there are no choices in any application form asking whether your M, F or other!A world without reservations for the other sex. A world where we dont see children of one sex playing with Barbies while the other with muscular GI Joes! Imagine a world where equality and rights of a woman is not decided by a man!!
Imagine.
Imagine UTOPIA!!
"One is not born, but rather becomes a woman"
Imagine a world without Sex. I am not talking about the biological difference of male, female. Neither am i talking about the "act" of sex (the world would be really boring!). Imagine a world where there was not 'Sex', no male no female. A world where everyone is seen as just human beings.
When we see a dog (Canis lupus familiaris), it is common that we brand it "loyal". But do you see whether it is a bitch or a dog. Do you label the qualities according to sex the particular specimen belongs to?
Now when you see a human (Homo sapien), you brand the specimen strong, aggressive, impulsive etc if its a male, and weak, caring, emotional if its a female!
Imagine a world where humans are labeled/branded according to their abilities, their strengths, and not according to their sexes!( the female DNA just lacks a Y chromosome)
Imagine. Imagine a world where there are no boys, girls, guy, gal, dude duddett or man woman! Imagine a world where there are no choices in any application form asking whether your M, F or other!A world without reservations for the other sex. A world where we dont see children of one sex playing with Barbies while the other with muscular GI Joes! Imagine a world where equality and rights of a woman is not decided by a man!!
Imagine.
Imagine UTOPIA!!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Three breakfasts at 3:00 am
The clock shows 2:30, am. I bite into the crunchy crust of the bread with the taste of the omelette hitting my taste buds late. No! I am not insane to wake up so early and have tea and toast!I was on a roadside eatery! This was an experiment!
what you do determines the person you are, or at least the person other people want you to be. Yes I bet everyone has gone through times when you do something and you get this expression from people " YOU! are doing this!!". why not? A person will be doing the things he does for two reasons. one he would want to do it, two circumstances would make him do it. People find it hard to take surprises such as these. when we know the strength and power of the human mind, feebleness of decision , its weakness for influences, we will still be surprised!
One thing I discovered from this experiment is the beauty of the human mind. How it connects, how it wants to know, how it reacts!
For the past four days i did things which had no routine, no limits but millions of thoughts, just to realize one simple thing! Let me prevent you (the readers) from going through the same to learn such a trivial truth!
THE HUMAN BRAIN IS BEAUTIFUL!
what you do determines the person you are, or at least the person other people want you to be. Yes I bet everyone has gone through times when you do something and you get this expression from people " YOU! are doing this!!". why not? A person will be doing the things he does for two reasons. one he would want to do it, two circumstances would make him do it. People find it hard to take surprises such as these. when we know the strength and power of the human mind, feebleness of decision , its weakness for influences, we will still be surprised!
One thing I discovered from this experiment is the beauty of the human mind. How it connects, how it wants to know, how it reacts!
For the past four days i did things which had no routine, no limits but millions of thoughts, just to realize one simple thing! Let me prevent you (the readers) from going through the same to learn such a trivial truth!
THE HUMAN BRAIN IS BEAUTIFUL!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
10 things you want to KNOW before you go to KAMBLA!
Kambla is a traditional sport of the canara. Its a race between two teams, each having a pair of buffaloes and a running jockey! the track is filled with slush! Check out the photos, you will know..!
10 things you got to know before you go to one of these events.
1. Buffaloes can RUN! and they can run fast!
2. Slush and white clothes dont mix!
3. Man+ buffalo+ race = Adrenalin rush.
4. Racing is always interesting when you bet!( old school knowledge)
5. You dont need to burn rubber in this drag race!!
6. PETA/ Maneka etc not allowed on Kambla grounds.
7. Please dont expect racing suits and aerodynamics.
8. Buffaloes are horny (they have horns). be careful!
9. Dont sing "Buffalo soldier". Cliche!
10. You are going to be enthralled!
10 things you got to know before you go to one of these events.
1. Buffaloes can RUN! and they can run fast!
2. Slush and white clothes dont mix!
3. Man+ buffalo+ race = Adrenalin rush.
4. Racing is always interesting when you bet!( old school knowledge)
5. You dont need to burn rubber in this drag race!!
6. PETA/ Maneka etc not allowed on Kambla grounds.
7. Please dont expect racing suits and aerodynamics.
8. Buffaloes are horny (they have horns). be careful!
9. Dont sing "Buffalo soldier". Cliche!
10. You are going to be enthralled!
Buffalo Dragsters
Two buffaloes, one runner, 24hrs of non stop action!! The slush, the trumpets and the adrenalin!!
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