Indian Politics

We live in a nation that is of the people, for the people and by the people. Post Independence day celebrations I mused that what is this hoopla about. Every year we celebrate Independence day with full enthusiasm and energy. Says Poltuda: our local chaiwala: "We must be energetic. After all, great leaders have given their lives so that we live in peace for this day." Every Republic day or Independence day, I get tons of SMSs from my friends in weird sms language wishing me so and so. I see our National Flag being sold all over the city. Small traders and street urchins make a quick buck on this great day. I see the proud armed forces display weapons of mass destruction and march smartly by on television making the girls whisper: " Ohh! I love the 'boys' of the army. They are so manly and well dressed." Our Netas and babu's take this occasion to hold some meeting where they will hoist the National Flag and address the audience, starting from tiny tots to aged people, about our country and how we should take it to greater heights. Irrespective of the fact that the very same Neta has been charge-sheeted by the administration on charges ranging from corruption to murder.
So what is the thing that I should be proud of?
Tricolour, the heritage, politics, democracy...what??
Terrorists attack are always imminent before Republic day and Independence days. The News channels always carry the news of some encounter that took place where ferocious terrorists have been gunned down by brave officers after a long gun-battle just on the eve of the Day. What a load of crap!
Why should I be proud of these killers, rapists, corrupted people? The Neta's who are willing to sell their grandmothers to get a ticket for contesting elections are running the Government. Terrorists attack wantonly, kill leave quietly. The fake encounters are done by police who do not have enough stamina to run fast for 2 minutes. So innocents are killed everyday. They are mauled and crushed under the juggernaut called 'system'. Even though you might have been a politician once but once you are out of the lime light your situation are reduced to this.
What we lack is 'political will'. My Japanese friend Mr. Saito had once told me, " why would anyone attack me on the street. I have my respect and even though one might attack, I will hit back and use all my strength to make sure such things never occur again." Why cant the same be true for our nation. Our politicians will go over to the world stage and create another melodrama that its the victim to countless terrorist attacks and plans. They will never take strong action that would end the problem once and for all. So much for Gandhigiri.
To conclude, I can only be proud of the fact that we live in a nation that allows us to live. I respect those martyrs who had given their lives so that we could live in a free country. Even though our country and its top people are flawed but that's just life. In Poltuda's wise comment: " No nation is perfect, we have to make it a perfect nation." (Urgh! I guess that's the line from Rang de Basanti movie)

Kolkata Traffic

Here is another post on another item, which is I do not know might sound interesting but I am just penning my thoughts on Kolkata traffic. Some crazy ass cracker had sought out a survey which says that kolkata among the other metropolitan cities have the highest vehicle density per km. The policing of the traffic in kolkata is the worst of all. I am not talking about bribe taking but on the contrary they do not understand the concept of traffic guidance. They are random in nature and keep to their idiotic ways. No wonder the Kolkata traffic police hires complete nincompoops and pays them next to nothing leaving them to their means of survival. The drivers of Kolkata are another piece altogether. They know how to get to their destination but they have no idea about driving. For example they have to take a right turn but the bright driver finds some empty space on the left turn lane, so they shove their cars to that lane and creating another mess. Autos are far more easier modes of travel but they shunt their three-wheelers any spot they get while being over-loaded with passengers. In spite of any traffic jam they will jump lanes race down the roads to create a traffic jam. If blamed they will put up their usual face of being poor and hungry while most of them owns three to four of those machines that ply in the various parts of the city.
So there I am waiting in incessant rain for some vehicle of sorts that would be kind enough to take me home. I value public transport more because I kind of love control and get very pissed at these drivers. Who knows, but maybe I am worse than them but atleast i keep off the roads.

Nihilism

Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing. (Macbeth)
I realized that what is the purpose of life... it tantamount to nothing. Throughout known history humans have achieved high points but never stability. We always yell about civilization, society, karma, feminism and the lot. Yes we discovered fire, yes we discovered wheel and hell lot of things but our primal instincts, craved deep in our souls have never changed. That's why I say that humans have attained high points but did not change themselves. For example: we understood that murder is bad and therefore we denounced it as crime, punishable with harsh sentences. Did the murders stop? Humans achieved new ways of killing and sometimes sanctioned by State and Religion.
It is clear that the purpose of life is futile. An individual lives for less than 100 years and what does he achieve? He either destroys or is a part of that destruction. There is no change in our attitude or standards. We are the same as the cave men that inhabited the earth. Our instincts are still the same. Our position have not changed and we have made tools that are only capable of destruction.
So what are the values that we build and die for? My personal opinion is that those values are mere letters brought together that portray a feeling justified with reason signifying nothing. These values amount to nothing as it is weaker than those human instincts. No wonder we have incidents like Abu Gharib, Hiroshima, Genocides et al. So much for the value of human life. In today's world the prices are rising for every commodity but the value of human life has gone down drastically.

Last week was a busy week for me. Work wise, pleasure wise everything was heckled. But weekends are something i look forward to nowadays. Now I truly understand that why my dad and other working people used to get so excited at the mere thought of the coming weekend. Monday till friday is rape. Brutual. Getting to office saps 50% of my energy and by the time i manage to get out of office am running in negative energy (-50 energy baba). Took taxi to office for 2 weeks and bloody hell all those lovely 100 buck notes frikkin disappeared from my wallet.
That was work wise... now comes pleasure wise. My favorite past time these days seem to be watching movies, eat a lot, laze around like a bum. Imagine that you skipped breakfast on Saturday (because of getting up late) and by 12:00 ur stomach is rumbling like the clouds and what if u see an advertisement of KFC on TV. It was just like the part from the Harold and Kumar movie but here I went to KFC (not white castle morons). Relished on 3 zinger burgers and large coke...ahh peace.. On my way home I met a friend of mine, just back from tarakeshwar, gifted me some fine weed. So the situation here: weed, no one at home and lots of yummy food and cola.
So i returned home, stripped to shorts and started my laptop (sad excuse for technology) and sat down to watch some movies. Amply sedated, I watched Terminator 4-Salvation, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, Hangover and Love Aaj Kal. After watching these movies and i came to this conclusion about super hero movies. In super hero movies, the super hero is a common dorky, gay looking, wimp and frequently wearing specs and infatuated with the hottest chick. While the villain is cool, savvy, smart, have lot of friends and have the hottest chick as his GF. Then some divine intervention takes place and a happy ending..blah blah blech!
Terminator 4 was a sad excuse for a movie. John Connor portrayed by Christian Bale is not much into his Christian beliefs.He is chunky meat machine who wanna kill machines and a software (read skynet). Entire movie took place in deserts, nuked cities and dark places. All through the movie i just wondered one thing..what the fuck is happening? I rated it as I (I for Immature).
Harry Potter Harry Potter Harry Potter...what shall I say. Kids would love it.Adult Couples would love to go and engage into their activities in a dark theater leaving dark marks all over the seats.. yech! I was bored throughout the movie. These directors should be gassed for their extra creativity. Thumbs up for JKR because the book was way too good. And the movie sucked chewbacca's ass.
Love AajKal. Another Bolly pot-boiler. I should have stuck to my promise of not watching Bolly flicks but Dev D instilled some hope before it was again brutually murdered by Love AajKal. Saif, a 40 something plays a role of a college kid with total immaturity that would have killed the Nawab. Deepika...love ur long legs..but what happened to your acting...cat got your tongue?? Only decent time to watch was the potrayal of Veer Singh by Saif. Loved it. And by the way what happened to the Hot chicks from Punjab??? Now to play the role of a de glam punjabi girl, the producers are importing them from Brazil..what shit.
Finally, The Hangover. What happens when the funniest guys of US come together and make a movie. They kill the audience. I am sure with my guts were out in the open because i was laughing so hard at their work. It betrayed conventional thinking and showed how a bunch of guys having been high on 'roofies' try to recollect what they did last night. A must watch movie.
So when I got up it was 2:30 in the night. Munchies gnawing my what is left over of my gut. Awesum...another day went by and I did not even notice it.

Woes

The title itself is quite depressing. The experience is even more so. So, you are a law school student. You study in one of the premier law schools of the country. Good for you. But our batch was hit terribly. One word still sends me spiraling to gloom - RECESSION. Our immediate seniors had a fantastic recruitment. We saw lot of people being taken in by the top notch law firms, giving us the hope that in our time we shall also get some good placement-----BUT---- then something unexpected happened right out of the blue...... the economy started crumbling in. The global economic meltdown sent markets and companies spiraling out of the groove to losses. Our recruitment was shabby, it became a complete joke yet people got some good placement but mostly looked for alternate placement options. So here I am, lucky enough to land up with a job, feeling sad for those who are still looking for it.
Everyday I stand at the bus-stop waiting for the bus, feeling like a wretched creature, hating my life and longing for the golden days that were. Why? I ask that metaphysical entity that claims to be all knowing and what not, why is that I am always forced into a difficult situation one after the other? I know that I sound selfish but I do ask that I could do with some good times for a change. Why do I have to slog for my reward which inevitably turns out to be peanuts while some sod whizzes past me getting all what he wants and more.
So getting back to the bus stand where I am still standing and cursing and fretting my time, watching the buses cough and wheeze through the roads. So, here is my question: What is the purpose of being part of a premier law school student? My opinion is that it serves no purpose other than being academically ahead of other law students. The market is such that getting a work from a client itself is a headache. Orkut's fortune tells me that:Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working. I am so discouraged and tired and still I am looking forward for some break through which would fill me with optimism and propel me to do extra work.
Hence I ask that Divine bearded creature that smiles benignly at our problems, WHAT THE F***? I question Him as I am not afraid of Hell or Devil or anything bad because I am in a living Hell myself and how bad it can be i ask sardonically. Lot was promised if His teachings are followed and I see that lot is paid by blood and tears by following Him. So many people who are in far more worse situations in life have begged, cried, prayed and called out for Him...while that sanctimonious bastard up there keeps smiling as if he is enjoying the pacifier up his 'pie-hole'.
So, as i get down from bus, and walk to my office, I ask myself yet again: who can help me? Silence. (the question echoes inside my head). I take a deep breath and put up a broad smile like our politicians and enter office to start another difficult day answering stupid questions of my idiotic men-hating female colleagues, whose sole experience of life is derived off those stupid mushy movies and saas-bahu serials; while thinking in my mind: Life ain't half bad as it is...lets see how worse it can get before i think of quitting it altogether.