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Showing posts with label world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label world. Show all posts

Thursday, January 30, 2020

It's World Class!


A weird thought popped up last evening while I was doing something entirely different. Now, let us suppose that this whole world is a classroom and all the countries or continents are students. This is what I think they all are likely to be.

USA- The super rich ones who commute to college in their own expensive vehicles, are obese from overeating junk and nonstop partying and do not acknowledge anyone else in the class. Not very good in studies because they are busy with all sorts of relationship troubles so they have tutors who help them mug up everything. Usually, they have dysfunctional families or their parents are uber cool too, just like them.

Jesus, I need coke and a burger, a Limo and of course a shrink!

Canada- These are upper middle and very friendly. They accept everyone’s friendship, invite everyone to their parties and apologize for mistakes made in the past.

Satsriakal world! Please come in!

UK- Are shrewd and give much attention to detail but are also reserved and discriminating for they focus only on their own target. Have a tough time mixing well with others for they consider the rest of the class to be a petri dish of germs. They usually wear formal or semi formal clothes of more or less the same dull colors to college. They also take up any seat they fancy and refuse to budge.

We really apologize and request you to pardon our impertinence and not consider it offensive so to speak but have we been introduced yet by any chance?

China- These are the shrewdest of all. These students are tech experts and excel in math and computers. They are also very secretive about their motives and are always smiling to keep you confused. They have voracious appetites and can eat anything when they are hungry.

I know what you did last summer!

Africa- These have arrived to college from rural areas and their forefathers were poor, exploited and worked very hard. They are honest, rugged and have certain rawness in them. They have a fire to move ahead in life.

World is a jungle, be a lion not a wildebeest

France- These are the most stylish of the lot. They have rich but busy parents. These students often suffer from depression or anxiety issues. They have a great taste in food and wear awesome perfumes to college but dislike mixing too much and can be painfully curt at times. Also, they eat only well presented food with complicated names and secretly love it when people pronounce those wrong!

Mercy, monsieur but you look stupid in the dress you copied from us

Italy- These are the ones who keep the whole class entertained. Boys flirt usually and girls giggle for no reason. They are not very serious about their future. Also, they come from old reputed families and love to narrate the stories of their very powerful forefathers that no one is interested in anymore yet they can’t stop.

Wanna go for a pizza date? We will have some pasta too!

Russia- These are those tough guys who occupy the back benches. They are laconic, sturdy and are formidable foes but do not disturb anyone purposelessly. Some people accuse them of selling drugs but no one has courage to ask them directly. They are great chess players and their silent gaze can be terrifying.

No reason to stay is a good reason to go

Saudi Arab- These students usually bribe teachers with all the fine things to buy good grades, are very businesslike and brutal. They come from very rich but closed and conservative patriarchal business backgrounds. They love to flaunt their cars and pets.

We will buy you

Germany- Toppers who are amazing in math and science. They are studious, hardworking and hate small talk. These have a dark sense of humor and to see them giggling is a rare sight. Also, these are great with machinery and can fix any issue in that area. They are extremely philosophical as well.

Kant you mind your own business?

Pakistan- These are the shabby ones whose body odor repels others, are rowdy, hypocrites and often end up embarrassing themselves. They often pass nasty comments on women and get insulted yet are unbothered by the humiliation. They always borrow stuff from other students but hardly ever return the items. These are the most hated students in the whole class.

Can you lend us some money??

Bhutan- These are helpful, always smiling and studious students who avoid fight at all costs. They often recite peace and brotherhood prayers yet do not mix much with others in the class. They love to sit alone in gardens and are happiest when left to themselves.

Eat, Love , Pray

India- These are the most talkative ones who love to mix up, invite others over lunch and offer lovely hospitality. These students are skilled in music and arts. Usually, there is much potential but they make silly mistakes because of wrong priorities and waste much of their time on fruitless activities. Most of their class projects are copied from other students. They love street food, movies and cricket and can be very emotionally volatile for they form attachments way too fast. They are the agony aunts of the class and love to dole out unwanted free advice.

Tell us about yourself, your parents, family, pets, neighbors and everything about others that you know!

Japan- These have everything, from stationery to notebooks in small sizes. They study a lot for long hours, never miss a single class hence are often sleep deprived.

We have a miniature version of that object you have but it can be seen only under a microscope

Antarctica- These are the most aloof ones, are unfriendly and often absent. Teachers visit their places to find out what’s wrong with them.

Who the hell are you?

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Wednesday, October 17, 2018

A Blind Date with Art!



Travel is a not a dessert, it is the proper meal. I mean it is not optional; it is something I cannot just do without! Travel opens mind and takes to a world you had only imagined. It is that bridge that joins dreams and reality. To travel to familiar places like that to relatives, acquaintances and friends does not really give something to write home about. So, what makes a travel special? It is definitely the suddenness of the trip and novelty of the place that makes it memorable.

This world is like a garden, open and inviting with variety of plants- some thorny from which I would rather stay away from, some lovely and charming, some shady trees that can relax mind and soul, some tall and stylish ferns that can only be admired while some carnivorous plants that can swallow you up in a moment’s notice. This is a garden that has its own peculiar beauty that can be described only with a language called as ‘travel’. Another thing that travelling does is that it opens the mind and makes us realize that life is not only short and uncertain but that we live in a pigeonhole from which we must get out for the world is like the very universe, it is too vivid, fascinating and vast to be described in one life. Moreover, travel can make a place immortal. Travelers like ‘Ibn Battuta’, ‘Marco Polo’ have documented and as if captured a place in a particular era. We can, through their writing, always visit that place in that era, hundreds of years back. I love to go on impulsive travels, such surprises break the slumber and make me excited for something unknown and enthralling. As an artist and writer, travel is nothing short of oxygen for it pumps life into my works and makes them far more relatable and interesting. I have heard a lot about the sculptures of Italy and the canals of Venice. Being an artist, I am open to all the influences hence I would love to visit Italy to explore various forms of art. So here is my #TheBlindList  ready

The Last Supper (1520)
Now, I imagine I am on my way to Italy, the heaven of art and sculptures. The genius ‘Leonardo Da Vinci’ belonged to this place. Another sculpting genius ‘Michelangelo Buonarroti’ was an Italian too! Works like ‘The Last Supper’ by Da Vinci at Santa Maria Delle Grazie in Milan is a miracle. It is said that during World War II when Milan was bombed, the room was almost in rubble but the Last Supper’s wall remained standing! ‘Raphael ‘was another young artist of Italy and died only at 37. His painting Transfiguration’ at the Vatican Museum is considered as a groundbreaking work that introduced a new style. 

David (1501-1504)
There is much more to see like the 17 feet tall statue of ‘David’ by Michelangelo at Galleria Dell’ Accademia, Florence. It was completed in less than three years!  This little European country has a rich history of art. I can imagine myself living and growing through this enriching experience and thrill that it gives me is priceless.

The Doge's Palace
My next stop will be Venice, the city of gondolas! This city attracts me like moth to a flame. It was built on more than 100 small islands in a lagoon in the Adriatic Sea and there are only canals and surprisingly no roads to connect one part to another and that’s what makes Venice different. My blind date allowed me to live the experience of stepping out on a boat and not land. Imagine you step out of the house and as you open the front door, a small boat is parked instead of a car! It is as exciting as it could get! There are various places to visit like ‘The Doge's Palace’ which is a palace constructed in the Venetian Gothic style. An example of the Italo-Byzantine architecture, ‘The Patriarchal Cathedral Basilica of Saint Markwill be a fest for the senses and soul. Apart from these places, ‘The Grand Canal’, ‘The Rialto Bridge’ and an 11-kilometre long sandbar in Venice, ‘The Venice Lido’ where the ‘Venice Film Festival’ takes place! There is much to explore and I have just started. I feel like a little fly in the deep forests of Amazon!


Travel is so enriching and a major self-exploration! Lufthansa is always there to connect me to my dreams! With Lufthansa, I can confidently #SayYesToTheWorld!

What are you waiting for! Go on a blind date with the world, travel, explore, fill your life with colors and enjoy every day to the fullest!


Just Say Yes To The World and go ahead!


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Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

We will meet

Like a true companion
Your memoirs never leave me alone
However hard I may attempt
I witness circus* with a subtle contempt
I sauté in dark solitude
I burn out like a flame
I smile half-heartedly
I cease to think; everyone is the same
That fire within me is still ablaze
This lights my path in the entire maze
We will meet somewhere in high pastures
Where time does not prevail
Where life is but a passed stage


*world

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

YE SHADI KYON NAHIN HO SAKTI????

While discussing random things with one of my close friends, we were struck on a point that got us into a thinking mode. We really could not find an exact explanation for it.

We Indians are world famous for adapting to changes and moving on with life. Although our crisis management system literally sucks big time, still we have that spirit to keep the show going on and on. We adapt beautifully to the culture and the customs of other countries. We have inbuilt shock absorbers, whenever we have to adapt to something new. We quickly adapt to a new country, tastes, habits, customs and climate, we are willing to mould our generations according to that place and honestly that’s commendable. But the point is, while we are so very good at welcoming change, why do we detest inter-caste, inter-region and inter-religion marriages within our own country? NRI show off their foreigner wives like a gold medal, but why do we hesitate in supporting inter-region or inter-caste couples who want to marry?

We still kill lovers in the name of honor just because they eloped to get married but suddenly get selective dementia and heartily welcome a bahu (daughter-in-law) from a free and forward western society. We use, ‘jati’, ‘gotra’, ‘nakshatras’ and all that jargon for denying approval to a girl from another region but same religion or vice versa. I have seen ladies cribbing about how they are living on antidepressants, for their bahus come from other regions of India; in fact the same aunties would have been glowing out of joy like a 1000 watt bulb if that very bahu happened to be a foreigner. We have many problems adjusting to an Indian bahu but feel innate satisfaction in moulding our habits and lifestyle according to a firangi.

One of my distant cousins married an American girl years ago but still their whole family is so proud of this fact as if their son has got a noble prize. The very same family treats another bahu from different Indian caste as a complete outsider. That is indeed sad.

Why do we still bow down to gori chamdi?????

Monday, November 30, 2009

I miss you :(

I stare at you with goggle eyes

Your guts, courage and zest towards life

You smile at me with twinkling eyes

I try to hold your hand that slowly fades

What remains are our moist memories

Like moon in the clouds you come and disappear

Although like a star you shine even in the darkest of the nights

Your memories are as precious as you are

For they still light up my paths

You set me free like wind unleashed

But still I hold on to you for you only rule my thoughts

As I take next step with an aching heart

You come again and hug me tight

That jolts me and I awake to this real world

Where you are just another memory for all

But I still need your hand even to stand let alone walk.........