Profanity redefined!!

Have you ever been the victim of profanity?? Well, I never use fucking profanity. Not even in my fucking narration, stories, blogs, and not even in my fucking everyday life. There are some noble souls out there, who take extreme pride in using it, and they use it fucking extensively. The resplendent word 'FUCK' appears in every sentence they use. There was a time when 'SHIT' was very popular, but now its been replaced by 'FUCK'. I wonder which word will replace this in future(my imagination already running wild). Well, there was a time once we used to raise our fucking eyebrows when somebody used to use this word, but now we raise our eyebrows if one doesn't use it. Isn't it a fucking irony?? Ah!

My own personal experiences with so many fucking uncultured and uncivilized people who use this beautiful word all the time really inspired me to find out more about it. So I started digging wiki, webster, etc. and eventually I found out some fucking etymological facts. I'm posting 3 different stories, and which one is true, you've to find it out for yourself!

1. In ancient England a person could not have sex unless he had the consent of the King (or unless he was in the Royal Family). When people wanted to have a baby, they first had to get the consent of the King; the King then gave them a placard that they hung on their door while having sex. The placard had F.U.C.K. (Fornication Under the Consent of the King) written on it.

2. F.U.C.K. originated in the 1800s in London, when someone would be punished for prostitution. It was an acronym for the words, “For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge.” These words were written on the cells that held these criminals. Some time later the officers got sick and tired of writing these words, so they abbreviated to F.U.C.K. Later on they just started writing FUCK (without full stops).

The third one explains why we use an analogy 'Middle Finger' for 'FUCK'.

3. Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all captured English soldiers. Without the middle finger, it would be impossible to draw the renowned English longbow; and therefore, they would be incapable of fighting in the future. This famous English longbow was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing the longbow was known as 'plucking the yew' (or 'pluck yew'). Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major upset and began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers at the defeated French, saying, “See, we can still pluck yew!” Since 'pluck yew' is rather difficult to say, the difficult consonant cluster at the beginning has gradually changed to a labiodental’s fricative F', and thus the words often used in conjunction with the one finger salute. It is also because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows used with the longbow that the symbolic gesture is known as ‘giving the bird.’ As the centuries passed by ‘yew’ became ‘you’ since both are pronounced in the same way. So, fuck you!

These are the three stories behind the divine word 'FUCK'. I guess you must be bewildered now. Did your knowledge expand? Good for you! Congratu-fucking-lations!! Now 'FUCK' is no more an ordinary word, but a fascinating subject to be studied and researched.

While doing the research on the work 'FUCK', I happened to listen the speech orated by the Late Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh a.k.a Osho (1931-1990). I didn't want to listen to some fucking Bhagwan giving reviews about 'fuck'. But seeing the comments on that audio clip, I made a brave attempt to listen it. After listening to it, all I can say is, it was surely an eye opener. The audio clip was about 5min, I'm posting exact words said by Osho.

"It is one of the most beautiful words. English language should be proud of it. I don’t think any other language has any such beautiful word. One of the most interesting words in English language today is the word ‘Fuck.’ It is one magical word, just by its sound; it can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love. In language, it falls into many grammatical categories. It can be used as a verb, both transitive and intransitive.

Transitive: John fucked Mary.

Intransitive: Mary was fucked by John.

As a noun: Mary is a fine fuck.

As an adjective: Mary is fucking beautiful.

As you can see there are not many words with the versatility of ‘Fuck.’ Besides the actual meaning, there are also the following uses.

Fraud: I got fucked at the used car lots.

Ignorance: Fucked, if I know.

Trouble: I guess I am fucked now.

Aggression: Fuck you!

Displeasure: What the fuck is going on here?

Difficulty: I can’t understand this fucking job.

Incompetence: He is a fuck off.

Suspicion: What the fuck are you doing?

Enjoyment: I had a fucking time.

Request: Get the fuck out of here.

Hostility: I am going to knock your fucking head off.

Greeting: How the fuck are you?

Apathy: Who gives a fuck!

Innovation: Get a bigger fucking hammer.

Surprise: Fuck! You scared the shit out of me.

Anxiety: Today is really fucked.

This was it! He then goes on to say that repeating the mantra “Fuck you!” 5 times soon after getting up in the morning clears your throat. How fucking cool is that! I've uploaded this audio in mediafire. You can download it and listen. I suggest you to listen it once. Here's the link.

Some amazing people like Bruce Willis, Guy Ritchie, Eminem, 50 cent and many more have contributed to this subject and we the fucking disciples, should follow their fucking footsteps and never fucking let them down. They may not even know how to use the words ‘joie de vivre’ or ‘bon vivant,’ but they definitely know how to use the word ‘Fuck’ in every aspect of their dialects. In future, children will learn Eminem lyrics instead of Ba Ba Black Sheep or Humpty Dumpty. Maybe someday in future, teachers might say to their students, "Why the bloody fuck haven't you done your homework?" to which the reply might be "I was fucking out of station" or "Fuck! I was fucked by the ill".

My dear folks, don't you think its time for us to start introspecting. Do we really want to set these kinds of examples to our younger generation? Do we really want some 10 yr old kid to say to us, “Fuck you, oldie! Can’t you just mind your own fucking business?” So common all of you, lets swear on Oxford, Merriam-Webster, Collins that we shall never fucking use profanity!

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Pursuit of following rules-1

Welcome To Bangalore City, the so called "Garden city" or rather "Garbage city". This isn't related to what I'm going to write now. I was just Imagining how Bangalore was, five years back. We hardly used to see fly-overs, underpass, etc. Because of this Metro project, mayhem is created. I hardly promenade on KR road these days, which used to be one of my favorite lane for a stroll in the evening!

Folks, I'm providing few guidelines here to follow the rules when you are struck in a huge traffic or signal. These are based purely on my personal experience. Let me sort it out by situation.

Situation 1: On my way to Jaynagar 4th block, I had stop for a signal in south end circle. Timer was ticking and when there was just 6 seconds for the green signal. A fat plump guy in Maruti Omni started honking and was shouting at me to break that signal and make transition. The 10second conversation was like this:

me: What's your problem??

fatty: nan magne...mundhe hogo! *honk* (my son..move forward)

me: innu signal bittilla alwa? swalpa kayri! (still there is red signal, wait for a while)

fatty: Nan Kelsa hodre..neen sambLa kodthya? hogo mundhe..(if I lose my job, will you give me salary? move forward)

By the time conversation ended, signal was already green. I changed my gear, and advanced to the next signal in 3rd block Jayanagar. The guy in the Omni came and parked just next to me. He was staring at me, just the way a slaughterer looks at the meat before he cuts. The plump guy lowered his window completely, and said

fatty: nodappa nin hatra Karizma irbohudu, adre bere avrige tondre kodbardu!(you might have karizma, but you should not trouble others)

I was dumfounded and flabbergasted! Why on earth was he referring to my Karizma? I'm sure he would have thought that I'm some rich guy with repugnant attitude. Well, all I can say is "Owner's pride, Neighbors envy"! So to avoid getting lambasted from people, jump the signal prior 10 seconds to green signal. If you don't, definitely you'll face the situation as I did.

Situation 2: I'm fond of exploring places and had never been to JP nagar area. This incident happened near Rangashankara. It was around 6:25 in the evening, and I was struck in a huge traffic. There was green signal but no movement of vehicles. I guess the engine of BMTC bus must have got overheated, so the passengers were getting down. People had completely lost their patience there was again honking, creating a severe noise pollution measurable up to 130dB I guess.(I'm a vtu engineer, so just assumed the noise level). I was still, placid and patiently waiting for the traffic to get cleared, resting my one foot on footpath and other on brake. There was a guy in TVS victor who was just next to me. He smirked and insisted me to go over the footpath, so that even he could escape the traffic. I simply refused to do that. All of a sudden he was accompanied by two more two-wheelers, shouting at the top of their voice and started yelling at me. All I could hear was,

late, helid matu kelu, keluvru irthare bidi, tale kettidya ninge....

(situation is quite comparable)

I had no other option but to go on the footpath. I hated myself for doing that because two days back I had given Karizma for service and moreover footpath was in the worst condition. So folks, when there is a Brobdingnagian traffic, just look for a footpath and save your time. Don't make the mistake as I did!

Situation 3: How often do we see people jumping the red signal? Don't you think breaking signal has become a routine process? I guess Bangalore crowd is suffering from colour blindness! Red or Orange, people hypothetically assume it to be green. I wasn't able to figure it out, what was the reason behind this. But one day while waiting for signal near BMS college, I figured out this conundrum. voila! The reason behind this is Doppler effect.

The frequency of waves change when relative velocity between the source and the observer is non-zero. And the wavelength decreases when the observer is approaching the source. It is possible to see a Red (or orange) light as Green if you're driving too fast! So when you see yellow, you hurry. That makes it green. If you go much faster, then red light apparently appears to be green. Doesn't this theory perfectly fits the situation? Now the only matter of fact is how fast you must be traveling to observe this effect. Since the wavelengths are in nanometers, Doppler effect can be modified to Relativistic Doppler effect.. Considering the Special Theory of Relativity, fs=f0*√(1+v/c)/(1-v/c), where 'v' is the velocity, 'c' is the speed of light, and 'f0' is the actual frequency. Since Red and Green have wavelengths around 700nm and 500nm respectively, velocity value comes closer to 0.324*c. At this speed, time goes much slower and hence it takes longer time to apply brakes and stop.

I have been observing for a very long time now. More worse the traffic gets, the more crowded it is, and more jams you have. Waiting at each signal 3-4 times usually makes the driver behave unruly and they tend to 'push' slowly out of their restlessness. Even though people are conscious, witting and follow traffic rules, the situation makes them to break it. Considering my case, what could have I done? Argued with them? Definitely it would have resulted in pandemonium.

'Real'ity Rapists!

Do you remember watching some of the episodes in "Doordarshan era" before this "cable era" took over? Those were they days where people used to get some real content. I still remember the episodes of "Malgudi days", "THE HERO", "A HORSE AND TWO GOATS", "THE HOARD", "SWAMI AND HIS FRIENDS", etc. Not to forget some of the shows they used to put like "Aalif Laila", "Chandrakanta", "Dekh bhai Dekh", etc., even though it used to be silly, but they were truly entertaining. It was a really a pleasure watching these shows. As I mentioned earlier, apart from entertainment, they had some CONTENT in them.

Fast forward 10 years >>>>>>>

Today we see some of the shows like Rakhi 'Silicone' Sawant and her disciples at their best brutish behavior. Channels are loaded with mindless crap, to name a few like : Rakhi ka Swaymvar, Sach Ka Samna, Iss Jungle se Mujhe Bacho, Big Boss, MTV Roadies, Splitsvilla, etc.

Well, till now I had a belief that Humans have brains in their heads. But seriously after watching these shows I'm forced to believe that their brains is situated under the belt, and in case of women, below the neck. People are so despo, trying to prove themselves that they've got big brains. Voila!!! Lets welcome the brainiest people on earth! Gosh!


These are the kinds of shows where you won’t find anything except the bitch fights. The topic everywhere seems to be the same: Who is the biggest bitch of the lot? And every girl tries her level best to prove that she is the one. ‘I’m the biggest bitch,’ yells one, to which the other responds, ‘You could be a bitch, but I’m a bitchy bitch.’ Another girl shouts at the top of her voice, ‘You both could be bitches, but I’m a bitchy whore.’ Another female is hell bent on proving her mettle, and screams, ‘Perhaps you don’t know me. You all could be bitches and whores, but I’m a bitchy whore with a slutty attitude.’ Now beat that. Well, no prizes for guessing. The last one is the winner! She gets the prize from the producers of the show and the TV viewer is mercilessly raped in the head. Do heads swell up after a few weeks? Sorry, guys! I'm not experienced in this stuff. I've always taken care of my ‘izzat’ very well.

I happened to get a mail, which gave me links to the uncensored version of MTV roadies. Now just don't go on searching for it, because it has already been removed. I'll post some of "dialogues" by the participants. I'm writing this uncensored and hope you take it in right way.

Ankita: I’m not a f***ng slut like you, yaar. And I don’t need to sleep my way into the show... Mere baap ki c*nd*m ki dukaan nahin hai. Tere baap ki hogi…samjhi? (to shambhavi)

Shambhavi: F##k off! (Arguing about a previous task where the boys were made to strip if the girls got GK answers wrong)



Its better to stop the conversation here. While this was going on, boys standing beside, were thinking "Who could be my best partner?" "Wow..she bitches damn well man!!" The zeroes of this show were analyzing 'I guess she is the perfect match for me! why? that's because I'm the best dog of the whole lot. Simple!'

If there are any roadies fan reading my blog, who are quite interested to do or watch some REAL stuff and who claim the life is all about 'adventure', let me tell you one incident that happened, I've some news for you! Recently a 19 yr old girl, Krushnaa Patil, from Pune climbed the Mt. Everest. She became the youngest woman in the world to conquer the summit. Now, that’s something called an adventure! Not this reality show like 'Roadies' bringing all that 'slut' matter in women and protracting it in national television.

Now coming to Big Boss. I just don't understand, why people glue themselves to the television as soon as the clock strikes 9? I'll ask some simple question.. Why do you want to something that's happening in their lives? All you happen to see is some stupid fight for food, groceries, gossips or some or the other crap. All the contestants are forced to play like that, and they are paid for that. After they come out, they don't even see each others face. Its again all about bitching and Emotional Atyachaar. Well let me put it in simple words, they are paid for bitching each other. All the time inside the house, is about attitude adjustment. When Kamal threw bottle on Rohit, all members were pissed off, and reportedly that week had the highest TRP points. What's so great about that? You see cabal in streets, it's so commonly visible. Shilpa Shetty returned from UK, after winning Big Brother and did you see the welcome she got? Man! Had she been to an expedition to mars or something! duh!

Talking about the recent one which just got over last month, Rakhi Sawant's Swaymvar. (Have you ever seen Rakhi without make up? yuck!! you feel like puking on her face.) I think people participated in this show, just to get some fame. I'm sure they would have divorced her after getting some good name in industry. I'm still not able to figure it out! Was she trying to prove that she is a female? And most important of all, Why are you even bothered about her marriage? Is it something which is very important? Media gives a hype as if she has got some Oscars. damn! It was like pain in the a**s, watching all those contestants trying to impress her. I had to tranquilize myself with a tablet of Anacin. Gosh! Was the Great Almighty suffering from some kind of rare disease like Swine flu or Elephantiasis when he created her?!

In 'Iss jungle se mujhe bacho', few people complained that they over expose stuff and show how they bath and all! The producer, Chitrashi, gave a strong statement stating "I don’t understand why people are making a big issue out of it. Any damn channel you see is showing skin show and objectionable content, why target reality shows? What if they are showing people bathing, they are actually living that life. You don’t expect them to wear jeans and pants while taking a bath."

Dudes and Dudettes what's your take on this? huh! Lets say, if you really wanna show how they bath, why don't you record it and post it in youtube? I would be making some good amount of dollars. You'll be named as Chitrashi Hilton! And what's about all about using a beep sound? Do you think people will assume it as "Luck"? Crazy immature bimbo! Grow up!!

In my opinion, 'F**k' has become a synonym for 'Attitude', courtesy no longer considered as good quality, but rather a 'weakness'. TV is no longer considered as a source of news and information, its all bugged up with reality shows. Its all about real fights, real back stabbings, real use of profanity, real bitching, real skin, real vulgarity, and real gratuitous violence. There is an IPC section, where the criminal is put behind the bars for not less than 7 years for raping. Now tell me, is there any Section, which punishes the people who rape the minds of younger generations? You see a small kid and ask him what are your ambitions, the reply would be "I want to become a roadie!", "I want to win sa re ga ma pa little champs", "I want to become like Sharukh Khan"...What the hell? Don't you think that children today are losing their innocence?

I think its time to chew over and to contemplate. I know we cannot stop these shows, but there is something which we can do. Lets just stop encouraging these shows. This type of shows puts a real pressure on younger generations. Perhaps this is the real moment of truth! what say?

P.S: Instead of watching "Sach ka..crap" or "Iss jugle se..blah blah" download all the episodes of Lost, it has adventure, mystery and of course babes. Or watch some of the good American sitcoms like "Big Bang Theory", "Two and half men", "My wife and kids" etc., they are the best entertainers. Or watch Prison break. Its definitely worth it.

1st yr anniversary!

One year completed? I realized that today, and I'm still flabbergasted (p.s: my favorite word) . First of all, I would like to thank everyone who supported me and commented on my blog. This is just the type of platform I needed to express my views. I've been successful in expressing my thoughts through my poems and posts, and a great cheers to all those who supported me from the bottom of my heart.

I still remember the day when one of my friend suggested me to start a blog. I was very diffident about writing something in public, but trust me folks, its just the start what you need. I'll be very frank, I was an introvert before starting this blog, thinking what would be the people's reaction towards my blog. Sometimes I used to think, "My language of presentation isn't that great compared to my virtuoso friends", "What shall I write? What topics to choose? What if I start and people don't read it, thinking its not upto their level?" But an year of experience has taught me a lot, and for new bloggers who are just about to start, here is a small tip from a neophyte, "Just don't bother about the language, its the content what you present is more important. Regular bloggers never give priority to the language, but yes, present it well so that you earn a good readership at the beginning".

It really feels good when someone comes and says "Hey Dileep, I read your blog. Great going, Keep it up". This is the kind encouragement I'm getting from my friends and family. I require more open suggestion from you, so that I am able to know what people really expect from me. Please post your valuable suggestions, so that I can be a better blogger. Once again, thank you guys, love you all. cheers... :)

Probability of getting someone "special"!!

ಕನ್ನಡ ರಾಜ್ಯೋತ್ಸವದ ಹಾರ್ದಿಕ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು!!! ಬಾರಿಸು ಕನ್ನಡ ಡಿಂಡಿಮವ....

I seriously don't know why I'm writing like this, just a thought struck to me. So here I go.. Have you ever thought of someone special in your life? Yes I'm stressing on "someone special", so how do you get yourself a "special" someone??? Alright then, She (HE in case of a female reader, gosh I seriously doubt girls think in this convoluted way) need not be that special, just enough to make others flabbergasted, how 'you' of all people managed to get hitched. Don't get me wrong, you might be a great guy, with good looks, great sense of humor, all that jazz and stuff...but a 'girlfriend' ?? Seriously. Don't make me laugh, I've eaten way too much!!(p.s: I'm referring to that kind of girlfriend, not just a friend) If you are not really a girlfriend type (being so juvenile, vapid, a senseless clod with an EQ that matches a sledgehammer's..wait wait, before you pounce upon me, let me tell you, I belong to the same category as you are, and can spot a fellow idiot a mile away. Trust me!!) how do you land up with one? dumb luck? May be not, although it does help quite a bit. (Certainly more than the debonair charm you are so famous for...) Maybe you need the charm reminiscent of a 80's movie star! Definitely that's not going to happen, maybe you have to wait for another era, where cloning takes over the plastic surgery and you look like George Clooney or Di Caprio.

Great!!!.. Now we've eliminated two choices that a girl looks for, and you don't have. Then what can you do, to give up your bachelor status?? hmm.. sweet talk? communication between the two hearts? (maybe you need to have good antennas and receptors, with more transmission bandwidth and anti-noise generators to suppress the the unwanted signal.. err..sorry couldn't control) When people like you and I talk, well, lets just say, we dig our own relationship graves, six feet and a whole deal more.

Nice..now three down the drain. What can you possible do now?? Flirt? I bet, by the end we'll be flirting with 'disaster'. Any similar attempts done with the opposite sex results in total, arrant and complete disaster. I guess, you would have better chance walking across a mine field, blindfolded.

OK now we are ourselves free from ostentatious Looks, Luck, Talking and Flirting. Anything left? what is it? Aha..!! its Emotional Quotient Intelligence.. So what if you are akin to that of a sledgehammer's? So what if you are a Genius? What are you going to do? Ask her out with a Calculus book (preferably Thomas and Finny) in one hand and a thesis on Digital signal processing on the other? You'll be very lucky to escape with minor injuries. Its better to shoot on your leg, guaranteed to be less painful.

Finally we are at the end of the murderously painful insight into your love related attributes. Congratulations...you are a new Enigma. Is that your runic attitude that has impressed others? How did you get a girlfriend??? Seriously........

P.S: I don't know why this Idea struck to me, and is not directed at anyone in particular. Look at the category below...

Non-Smokers Predicament!!

It's been long time since I've written a blog, and here I'm back with a new one. If you are a non-smoker, then its time to raise our voice against the people who smoke to show off, or because of ennui or selfishness. Hey!! you..yes, the one standing smack in the middle of bus-stop and smoking...I'm speaking to you. Have you ever stuck an automobile exhaust into your mouth? I'm sure you haven't, so why don't you try that? I'll give you an idea, take the pipe from hookah and put it behind your vehicle and take a puff! Trust me, I won't even give warnings like "smoking is injurious to health". It will definitely relish your senses and you'll be in a whole new world, just like you wanted, an utopia. Let me tell you something, I don't care what others think, I can't stand you smoking. The old lady standing there dislikes it, this baby doesn't understand, but I'm sure it will be hating so much because of that choking gas. That beautiful girl over there loathes it, and that man is going back to home from his work, please give him a break! Everyone hates it, but its just that no one protests. I don't intend to let you kill me like this. Yes, its me! I'm a "non-smoker" or "smoke-hater" or maybe a weirdo in this "smoked" world.

It maybe a uber cool fashion or trend to you, but I can't withstand this nicotine gas/fog every time I want to drink a coffee, or catch a bus, or when I'll be near xerox shop. I don't understand, why are you digging your own grave? Why are you becoming such a filthy person? Yes, I know you don't smoke in Mc Donald's, or coffee day, or any other restaurant, but I don't live there. My life is quotidian just like others and I'm sure there are atleast few who agree with me. I walk in the crowded street, I have my breakfast in SLV coffee bar, and spend most of my time in bus-stand. It's my right to "live healthy" and no matter what happens I'll do anything to keep my alveoli and bronchus in pink of their health. You may be prodigal, but when you are in common place, try to maintain the decorum of it. So why do I have to sit like a POW with this virulent fumes trying to kill me?? Is this the mundane course of a "non-smoker"?? I've heard that government has banned smoking in public places, but still why people get so titillated to break the law? So suggest me, what can I/we do when such a situation arises again? just mutter "let him go to hell" or take a stand against that person?

ನಿನ್ನೊಲುಮೆ ಇಂದಲೆ!!

ಓ ಮೌನವೇ ನೀ ಮಾತಾಡು!

ಹೊಳಪು ತುಂಬಿದ ಕಣ್ಣಿನಲ್ಲೇ

ನನ್ನ ಕೊಲ್ಲುವುದ ಸಾಕು ಮಾಡು

ಓ ಮೌನವೇ ನೀ ಮಾತಾಡು!

ತೆರೆದು ನಿನ್ನ ತುಟಿಯಂಚು,

ಮಾತಾಗಲಿ ನಿನ್ನ ಮೌನ,

ಹಾಡಾಗಲಿ ನಿನ್ನ ಮಾತು,

ಆ ಹಾಡಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನೆದೆಗೆ ಒಲವಿನ ಭಾವ ಇರಲಿ,

ಪ್ರೀತಿ ಪ್ರಣಯದ ರಾಗವಿರಲಿ!

ಎಲ್ಲರೆದುರು ಆ ಹಾಡ ಗೆಳತಿ ಮನಬಿಚ್ಚಿ ನೀ ಹಾಡು
ಕೇಳಿ ಆ ನಿನ್ನ ಹಾಡು ಮೆಚ್ಚಲಿ ನಾಡು
ನನ್ನೆದೆಯ ಮರುಭೂಮಿಯಾಗಲಿ ಹಸಿರು ಕಾಡು
ನಿನ್ನೊಲುಮೆ ಇಂದಲೆ ನನಗೆ ಈ ಪಾಡು
ಓ ಮೌನವೇ ನೀ ಮಾತಾಡು!

ಓ ಗೆಳತಿ ಹೇಳು.. ಗುಟ್ಟಾಗಿ ನನಗೆ ಹೇಳು

ಎಂದು ತೊರೆಯುವೆ ಆ ನಿನ್ನ ಮೌನ?

ಎಂದು ಹಾಡಾಗುವುದು ಆ ನಿನ್ನ ಮಾತು?

ಇದನು ನೀ ಹೇಳುವವರೆಗೂ ನೆಮ್ಮದಿಯಾಗಿ

ನಿದ್ರಿಸೆನು ನಾನಂತು..!!

Life as we know it and as we take it...

"Life is like a rainbow. You need both the sun and the rain to make its colors appear"

From past two months, weather condition in Bangalore is astoundingly stupefying and romantic. If you are tired and enervated, I suggest you to go for a stroll in Cubbon Park, Lal Bagh, or any other private park. Lush green leaves, vivid flowers, chirping of birds, dew drops falling on your cheek, light music coming from nowhere, etc., the feeling is just amazing. A month ago, in mid July I was walking on the street and there was a heavy shower of rain. (p.s.: Sometimes I become rain-maniac and love to get drenched or take a walk in heavy rain. I feel like eating Ice cream, especially my all time favorite hot chocolate fudge.) I saw a couple of kids playing football, and it was torn all around but nonetheless reasonably round. Ah!! What fun those two were having. For a moment I was petrified, as one kid baffled the other with his exceptional chicanery and his natural endowment of ball control. This thirteen or fourteen year old kid had the potential to give any defender serious nightmares.

I’m feeling very sad to state, he never WILL. He lives in a slum and soon he’ll be helping his father and start earning for his living. For 10hrs of arduous labor work, he’ll take home a paltry sum of 40 or 50 bucks. Some of us don’t know the value of money. Some of us, just for few minutes of enjoyment and fun, we spend hell lot of money without battling an eyelash. Suppose he works in a restaurant, we try to avoid him or make faces when he comes to clean our table. I believe it is unsound way of giving an alibi just to escape from reality. Some of us will be waiting to find guilt in him and we’ll become masters in ignoring our guilt. Few questions may arouse in your soul, like How can I help? What can I do? But the only question to the answer will be how many can we help? There are too many…….

Indeed there are too many, but we have to understand the basic fact that it’s LIFE. We just have to deal with it. I cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel for that boy. He is destined to get inured with his bucolic and penurious life. At a later stage of his life, his exceptional football skills languish and will never even bother to think about it. He gets acclimated to the poverty life.

Sometimes I feel that I’m wasting too much of time thinking about all these matters. If I could be more like other guys, enjoy time of my life in rain and dance as if no one sees me. Perhaps I need to learn the true and genuine meaning of Contentment. As the saying goes, “to get what you've never had, you have to do what you've never done”.

Thindi Beedi..(Burp!)

“VIVAHA BHOJANAVIDU HAHAHAHAHA” do you remember this song? Well I’m not writing this post to describe that song, but to introduce a place which is a paradise for food-o-holics! If you’ve already scrolled my blog, you must have got to know what I’m describing about. Its none other than the very famous, centrally located, THINDI BEEDI alias FOOD STREET alias BAKASURANA BEEDI. If you have already been there then you might have already started thinking about Dosas, bonda, bajji, vada pav, etc, control yourself, there’s lot more to come.

To begin with, this place lies parallel to V.V Puram Jain College road, or reach Sajjan Rao Circle and ask anyone, they’ll guide you. I’ve been frequent visitor of this place for 2yrs now, and let me guide you properly so that you can have best time or memorable evening over there(6.30pm to 10pm). Go in a gang of 5 or 6, make sure others aren’t in a diet and pass comments when you hog. If I’m not wrong, this street stretches for about 500m and the stalls are located adjacent to each other and aroma of different kind of food might drag you to the respective stall.

The golden rule is that, never give order for more than 2 or 3 plates for each dish. Share it among yourselves. This starts from VB bakery and ends at the corn shop. If you ask Connoisseur, i.e. Me, start off with Bisi Bisi masala Dosa. Walk down the street and find a stall which will be crowded ordering for Dosas. You can watch the person who is making dosas, he spreads out the batter in concentric circles and takes a packet of ghee and spreads it around. You’ll be delighted when you see the dosa turning into red which indicates its crispness. Once you bite into it, the ghee oozes out from every pore of this delicacy but tastes so heavenly, that you instantly pardon all the evil that this humble dish has been cursed with.

If you walk down further you can see BAJJI and BONDA stall. I bet you don’t want to miss that. It aint any ordinary Bonda, its made with Dodda Mensinkayi(capsicum) and Balekayi which makes its taste splendid. He cuts into 3 or 4 pieces and puts masala (onion, coriander leaves, sev, lemon, etc) so enjoy sharing this with your friends.

Now it’s time to have some desserts. I’m referring to Jamoon and Jilebies, without which your adventure here in Food Street is never complete. It doesn’t cost more than 5 or 6 bucks. It’s better to spend here rather than giving Rs.15 for parking in forum that to with time constraints.****, sorry for that. Many of my friends don’t try this amazing entremets like Obbattu. It’s fantabulous and I strongly advice you to taste it. It’s made on the spot itself, with lot of ghee on it and when he gives you, it will be hot just like the slag taken out of the furnace.

If you aren’t still filled, then try few Pav Bhaajis and Vada Pav. Believe me, its much much better than you find in some hotel where he charges you 30bucks.

Once you’re through with this, walk towards the corn cart. Close to that you will find your finale point. The last shop on your left. Order for a ‘Butter Gulkand Fruit Salad with Ice Cream’. And finish it all with a Masala Pepsi, a jaljeera of sorts, and probably the only new age offering on this side of the planet. If you are a Foodie, then go you wouldn't be in front of your comp by now. :P

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Raksha Bandhan..True story behind it!

There is a little known side-story in the Ramayana that very few people are aware of. It happenned when Lord Rama was in exile, Living a placid life in the forest, with his lovely wife and devout brother away from cruel step-mothers and back bending maids. Just when everything was quiet and nice, there appeared a terrible distraction. Demon princess Surpanakhi was roaming around in the forest, looking for some action. And she saw Rama, and was smitten. “Wow, now that’s an ideal man”, she said to herself. So she changed form, and appeared before Rama as an irresistible beauty. She tried to voodoo Rama, but he was not impressed. He was a perfect man, and not bigamous(which firmly proves that the story is plain myth, but let’s not hurt religious sentiments here!).

Anyways, when Rama did not succumb to temptation, Surpanakhi turned to Lakshmana. Who turned out to be even more of a perfect man and refused her saying he was a married man. (I mean, Rama at least could have been thinking Sita might sulk, but Lakshmana knew that Urmila won’t even come to know). Anyways, to cut a long nose (oops, story) short, Surpanakhi was humiliated and sent back. And perfect men though they were, they forgot one little detail: “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!!!” So, Surpanakhi went back to Lanka, and cried her heart out to her dear brother, the almighty demon king Ravana. Ravana flew into a rage, and promised his little sister that he would make the people who did this to her pay dearly. Now, Ravana was an all powerful king, conqueror of the three worlds, but he had one little weakness. You see, Ravana had ten heads, but as is the case with divided responsibility, every head used to assume that the other would take care of the all the brain work. So, he was a forgetful person. So, to remind him of his promise, Surpanakhi did what all women do when they need men to remember things. She tied a thread around his hand. And in honour of that tradition, to this day, sisters tie a thread around their brothers’ hands. It is celebrated as Rakshas Bandhan, a symbol of bond between brother and a sister.

Aiyo..Exam..!!

After a rejuvenating biking experience, irksome practical examinations and the whole week which i was supposed to study, ended up in such a waste of time, now I'm back again with a new post just to clean up the cobwebs. I've also changed the theme of my blog just to make it more attractive. Well, the title explains everything, exam to start in 6 days and here I am, without any worries in the world. To be frank, this is not me at all. Usually I end up breaking my nerve, throw things here and there, create small fission and fusion nuclear reactions, pull my hair, etc. However this time I'm totally STRESS free.

I think its because of the approach. I've become more of Rajnikanth these days...Sometimes i say this to myself "kanna...exams aa?? I'll tell you oru pudusu visya, Pigs and sheep study 100 times aa, but lions like us study ore oru saari...ha ha ha ha (sound effects: shh..zmm..zkk..shkk) kanna..studying oru subject is equal to studying all subjects...Yeppadi!". I know it may look weird to you, but its true. Sometimes I turn into kannada-da Kanmani Dr.Rajkumar also, saying all the philosophical meaningless quotes wherever I go. After going through all these distractions, now my mother. Ah..she annoys me a lot, you should listen to the conversation b/w us. I'll be watching TV or will be playing comp games..

mom: Chinnu...... saku time waste madiddu..oodko hogo.(stop wasting your time, go and study)

me: aiyo hogamma, bejaaru. Belagginda oodilva...swalpa rest togothaiddini. ( go mom, its so boring. From morning I've been studying, now I'm taking rest)


Even after 30min, I'll be glued to the chair, sudd suddenly from nowhere and everywhere..

mom: yesht hottu aithu, saku tv nodiddu..hogo exam hatra barthaide. Swalpa nu javabdari ne ilva ninge?? (enough of watching the TV, exams are nearing, don't you have responsibility?)

Hmm..after listening to all these I'll be ready to go and study.. all of a sudden..

mom: remote kodu..naanu serial nodbeku. (give the remote, I've to watch a serial)

Now this pisses me off completely. I can never argue with her, she is so dynamically defensive in her words and if at all I fence, at the end of the argument she wins and I'll be a whipping boy. This is the worst part in the so called "study holidays"..

Examination is just a process. This is not a great challenge. Challenges are yet to be faced. Life is a examination, take it as challenge and succeed it. Oh, I'm talking the crap again (do you really think so?). This time I'm studying purely for knowledge and not for passing. I'll study to pass in my next attempt I think.

Wish me luck anyway! I'll be back after July 8th.
cheers..

Why do women want to marry??

If you are reading this post now, you may start thinking why have I chosen such a topic. Well, I've come across so many instances where women are more possessed and zeal to get married. Last week I saw this wonderful and amazing movie "He's just not that into you" starring Ben Affleck as Neil Jones and Jennifer Aniston as Beth Bartlett. They both love each other and have been living in the same apartment for 7yrs. Although Beth wants to get married, Neil does not believe in signing a piece of paper to say you love someone. He doesn't believe in the instution called marriage where you have to spend a lot just to express your love and committment to each other. His explanation is when two best friends care and love each other, have responsibility and committment why do you need a certificate or rather proof for that? Beth is everything for Neil in his life, but why is she insisting him to get married? Doesn't that makes sense? Before you guys pounce and squall on me, let me be frank I do believe in an institution called marriage. But after watching this movie, a thought struck to me. Why women wants to get married?

Imagine this: On Saturday evening one couple walks into the cafe. They order crème frappe and the girl sits opposite her date and starts sipping it. She runs her hand through her hair, thinking he is one made for her. She had decided that she would marry him and already started dreaming about family and kids. That's the reason she even bothered to go out with him. She was visualizing her life ahead, thinking not to fight with her mother-in-law, sister-in-law, father-in-law, and yes of course to become best grand daughter-in-law. She also knew that with time and affection, she would become better person of that guy, who is right now checking the girl seated on the opposite table wearing minis.

Girl: Stop checking out that girl in minis।

Boy: What? Me? Girl? Checking? where? Who? I wasn't seeing anyone.

Girl: hmm....so tell me what was I saying?

Boy, who is caught totally off guard, thinks hard but his brain is still stuck at those smooth unending legs on the opposite table. So, to save himself from all the tsunami he is about to face, he handles the situation very cautiously.

Boy: I love you jaan..

Girl: Really? Cho chweet of you. Did you talk to your parents about us?

Well this is the most common thing that is going to happen if you are in a relationship for more than an year or so. This is the problem with Indian woman, they view dating solely in terms of marriage. Nowadays colleges and offices are the marriage bureaus. U remember the coke commercial in which a guy and a girl introduce their parents to each other, that's exactly the situation today.

A woman of course has always been categorically told that her in-law’s place is her real home. Most of them try to lead life like their sister or anyone who is in good relationship in her family. They try to follow them in every aspect. Even the most coveted females are not untouched by the prehistoric bug. “We are social animals and have been brought up with the concept of permanent families. For a woman, marriage is all about security. Even women who are doing very well professionally want a man who can ‘support’ them. That they do not need the support is a different story.

Even at the end of this post I cant figure out “why do women want to marry?” If you are a women reading this please enlighten me. :D

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-Dileep Karpur
N.C. State

Dance in Rain..

When you are in the midst of a storm

Feeling dark and disdain

Don’t wait for it to pass

Forget Everything and

Just dance in the rain

Feel the water flow, and 

Run down your face

Enjoy every moment

Imagine it’s a blessing and

Relish Gods grace

Experience the mystical energy

Restore your childhood again

Soothe your soul

Rejuvenate your senses

Relinquish all your pain

Hear the gushing sound

Of the water flowing along, and

Rustling of leaves

Chirpily through every crevice

Happily sing a song...

Watch the rain renew

The hue of the landscape green

Invigorate your spirit for

Every drop that falls on you

Feel your mind - go serene

Bad times never last

There will be better and cherry days

Never give up hope

Confidence is your strength

Have faith in God’s ways!

What WrestleMania means to me!!

According to me WrestleMania is a time for Fans and Superstars to get together and rememeber why we watch pro wrestling and why we have decided to be in it. WrestleMania is a time for the Superstars to look back and try to follow the foot steps of those Superstars and legends who came before them and created history. People stand up and respect you, when you enter the stage. Millions of people waiting to watch your fight, holding banners and cardboards, screaming your name, dancing for the entry music, you are not an alien any more. You are sombody special and you mean something to everyone. Dream or goal of any pro wrestler is to fight on this grand stage and to prove everyone that he is the legend. You practice day and night for this big event, to give an astonishing performance so that people will remember until the day they leave this god's green earth.

For me, its my dream to get into Pro Wrestling, sign with the WWE and some day have the honor and privilage of performing on this grand pulpit. Just like the Superstars of today said to themselves years ago when they watched as young kids, I'm gonna say the same thing. I'm going to become a Pro Wrestler and work my a** off to some day be able to perform on that rostrum.

For those who missed wrestlemania this time, here are the results:

• John Cena def Edge and Big Show for world heavyweight chapmpion
• Triple H def Randy Orton for WWE Championship
• Matt Hardy def Jeff Hardy
• Stone Cold Steve Austin was part of hall of fame
• Undertaker def Shawn Micheals

Next year, 28/03/2010 WRESTLEMANIA XXVI at Arizona, in the hot desert. Sit back and feel the heat.

Vote Earth

Darkness didn't prevail for a long time in my house,  mom got irritated and switched on the lights.  I guess she didn't know what's the importance of this day.  28th March 2009, World Earth Day! Then I explained her about it, and she wasn't convinced totally.  Most of the people still wonder why were they were asked to switch off lights for an hour on that day.  "See the difference you can make..Save planet earth..blah blah blah" we could see all such slogans in banners, posters, pamphlets and tv commercials. 

This year, Earth Hour has been transformed into the world's first global election, between Earth and Global Warming.  For the first time in history, people of all ages, nationalities, race and background had the opportunity to use their light switch as their VOTE!  Switching off lights is a vote for earth, or rather a vote against Global Warming.  Basically this is an awareness program which is held every year, reminding everyone to think about our very own EARTH! Electricity is the major contributor to global warming.

Bengaluru a cosmopolitan city, silicon city, well known for software, night clubs, etc., but sorry to say this.. it wasn't a major contributor for Earth Hour.  Spending an hour without power is not a big deal!  Oh oh..sorry I forgot, its Election Time now. The so called great politicians are trying protect our mother earth, busy campaigning "I'll save Earth, you'll have greener future, vote for me!!" duh!! Dont you think its high time thinking too much of ourselves?? We cannot repay back what nature has given us, but atleast lets not destroy it.  Lets join hands together and take control of the future of our planet, for future generations. "Jago Jago Jago...Jago...re.."

Nothing Is Forever..

How many friends have you lost along the way,

How many lovers have gone away from your sight,

How many times have you broken down in fear..

How many times have you cried yourself to sleep at night,

This world that we live in, is far from perfect,

So many things that make it wrong,

Sometimes there's light that brightens up

your day.

But others its been dark all along.

How many times have you left your house crying,

Knowing things will never be the same,

How many times you had to hide behind a smile,

Live with a different name,

They say that life's what you make it,

But how can we control death,

One minute we are here living life,

The next out of breathes.

The journey of life confuses me,

Sometimes i just sit and wonder why,

Why do the people we are closest to,

Always have to die???

Irupu Falls

After two hectic tiring days in Nagarhole, we left to Irupu falls. This place gave us a break and I must mention the history behind this falls. The Irupu Falls (also Iruppu Falls) is located in the Brahmagiri Range in the Kodagu district of Karnataka, bordering the Wayanad district of Kerala. It is a fresh water cascade and is situated at a distance of 48 km from Virajpet on the highway to Nagarhole. The Falls are also known as the Lakshmana Tirtha Falls, derived from the name of the tributary of Cauvery which starts from these falls, the Lakshmana Tirtha River. According to popular legend, Rama and Lakshmana, passed along the Bhramagiri range whilst searching for Rama's beloved, Sita. When Rama asked Lakshmana to fetch him drinking water, Lakshmana shot an arrow into the Brahmagiri hills and brought into being the river Lakshmana Tirtha. Due to this legend, the Falls is believed to possess the power to cleanse sins.

After this enchanting place we left to Dubare Forest, where Elephants were the main attraction. This place was tourist attraction with river rafting. Well, these were the places which I felt was worth mentioning in this nature club trip which I had been to, from College.

ಇದು ಹೊಸ ವರ್ಷ ನ??

ಮೊದಲನೆಯ ಬಾರಿ ನಾನು ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಬ್ಲಾಗ್ ಬರಿತಾಯಿದ್ದಿನಿ. ಈಗೀಗ ಬ್ಲಾಗ್ ಬರಿಯುವುದೇ ಒಂದು ಪಾಸ್ಟ್ ಟೈಮ್ ಆಗೋಗಿದೆ ನನಗೆ. ಹೊಸ ವರ್ಷ ಬಂದಿದೆ.. ಎಳ್ಳು ಬೆಲ್ಲ ತಿಂದು ಒಳ್ಳೆಯದನ್ನು ಮಾತಾಡಿ, ಒಳ್ಳೆಯದನ್ನು ಯೋಚಿಸಿ, ಕೆಟ್ಟದನ್ನು ಮರೆತು ಸದಾ ಜೀವನ ಸುಖಿಯಗಿರಲಿ ಅಂಥ ದೊಡ್ಡವರು ಹೇಳಿದ್ದರೆ. ಅಯ್ಯೋ ಇದು ಯುಗಾದಿ ಅಂಥ ತಪ್ಪು ತಿಳಿಬೇಡಿ...ನಿಜ ಹೇಳ್ಬೇಕು ಅಂದ್ರೆ ಯುಗಾದಿ ಆಗಿದ್ರೆನೇ ಎಷ್ಟೂ ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿರೋದು. ಏನಿಲ್ಲ ಅಂದ್ರು ಒಂದು ಸೆಟ್ ಬಟ್ಟೆಯದರೋ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿರೋದು, ಮನೇಲಿ ಹಬ್ಬದ ಊಟ ಅದು ಬಳೆಯಲೆಯಲ್ಲಿ..ಆಹಾಹಾಹ!! ಯಾರಿಗುಂಟು ಯಾರಿಗಿಲ್ಲ. ನಿಮಗೊಂದು ನಿಜ ಹೇಳ್ತಿನಿ ಕೇಳಿ..ಇದು ವರೆಗೂ ನೀವು ಬಾಳೆ  ಎಲೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಊಟ ಮಾಡಿಲ್ಲ ಅಂದ್ರೆ ನಿಮ್ ಜೀವನಾನೆ ವೇಸ್ಟು! ಕೆಳಗೆ ನೆಲದ ಮೇಲೆ ಕುತ್ಕೊಂಡು ಮನೆಯವರೆಲ್ಲ ನಗ್ತಾ ನಗ್ತಾ ಮಾತಾಡ್ಕೊಂಡು ಊಟ ಮಾಡೋದರಲ್ಲಿ ಇರೋ ಮಜಾ ಯಾವುದರಲ್ಲೂ ಇಲ್ಲ. ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಾ ಘಮ್ ಅಂಥ ಇಂಗ್ ವಾಸನೆ, ಹಪ್ಪಳ ಮಾಡಿಯಿಟ್ಟಿದ್ದರೆ ನನ್ನ ಹೊಟ್ಟೆಗೆ ಆಗಲೇ ಒಂದ್ ಎರಡು ಹೊರಟು ಹೋಗಿರತ್ತೆ, ಕೋಸಂಬರಿ, ಅದು ಬೇರೆ ನಮ್ಮ ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಎರಡು ರೀತಿ ಮಾಡುತ್ತಾರೆ, ಇವಾಗ ನೆನಪಿಸಿಕೊಂಡರೆ ಬಾಯಲ್ಲಿ ನೀರು ಸುರಿಯತ್ತೆ!! ಅಕಸ್ಮಾತ್ ಬಿಸಿಬೇಳೆ ಬಾತ್ ಮಾಡಿದರಂತೂ ಒಹ್ಒಹೊಹ್ !! ಸಿಹಿ ತಿನಿಸುಗಳು ಎಷ್ಟು ಇರತ್ತೆ ಗೊತ್ತಾ..ಜಾಮೂನು, ಶಾವಿಗೆ ಪಾಯಿಸ, ಸಕ್ಕರೆ ಹೋಳಿಗೆ, ಬೇಳೆ ಹೋಳಿಗೆ, ಯಾವಾಗದ್ರು ಒಂದ್ ಸಾರ್ತಿ ಡ್ರೈ ಜಾಮೂನು. 

ನಮ್ಮ ಮನೇಲಿ ಕೂಟು ಮಾಡ್ತಾರೆ, ಕ್ಯಾರೆಟ್, ಹುರಳಿಕಾಯಿ, ಆಲುಗಡ್ಡೆ, ಗೋರಿಕಾಯಿ, ಗೆಣಸು, ಫುಲ್ ಮಿಕ್ಸ್ ಮಾಡಿ ಹಾಕ್ತಾರೆ. ಏನ್ ರುಚಿ ಅಂತಿರ, ಅಮ್ಮನ ಕೈ ಅಡಿಗೆ A1!! ಈಗ ಆಚರಿಸುತ್ತಿರುವ ಹೊಸ ವರ್ಷ ಯುಗಾದಿ ಮುಂದೆ ಏನು ಇಲ್ಲ ಬಿಡಿ. ಸುಮ್ನೆ ನಾಮಕಾವಸ್ತೆಗೆ ಹೊಸ ವರ್ಷ. ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಸಿಹಿ ಇಲ್ಲ ಖಾರ ಇಲ್ಲ. Hmmm...ಏನ್ ಹೊಸ ವರ್ಷ ನೋ ಏನೋ ನಾ ಕಾಣೆ. ನಿಜ ಹೇಳ್ತಿನಿ ಈ ಬ್ಲಾಗ್ ಬರಿ ಬೇಕಾದರೆ   ನನಗಾದ ಅನುಭವ ಮಾತ್ರ ಅಮೋಘ.

(ಈ ಬ್ಲಾಗ್ ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಬರೆದಿರುವ ಕನ್ನಡ ನಾನು ಮಾತಾಡುವ ಶೈಲಿಯ ಪ್ರಕಾರವಾಗಿದೆ..)