Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Do we need annual Republic Day parade? - Coomi Kapoor
I am almost a quarter century old and the first memory that I have of reading the paper is some 15 years old, when as a school kid I used to read Coomi's column every Sunday in which she used to write short stories. Since then I've always identified sensible and true journalism with her. Even now she is thinking out of the box but sadly for the first time I do not buy her view-point.
Doing SWOT analysis and DCF analysis of everything is not a sensible activity especially if we do not consider the intangibles. Making the Republic Day a biyearly event will not lead to any solution, such cost-cutting might not be of much help. Moreover the confidence or otherwise that such an activity shall create in the minds of the public, especially in such turbulent times is something beyond comprehension. The basic fallacy in Coomi's argument is that she has totally ignored the importance of tradition and the reasons which led to the start of the celebration.
As far as the idea of introducing movie-stars to make the parade more interesting is concerned it is as ludicrous as introducing porn stars to attract adolescents to temples...
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Status Messages
Here are a few of the intresting ones that I've read in 2008.
- I am going for an MBA - Masters in Beer Administration
- SHIT Happens!! Learn to Flush...
- 99% of MBAs are shrewd and they bring a bad name to the rest.
- I hate racists and blacks.
- I had no shoes then I heard of a man who threw his at Bush !!
- All nuts get sluts.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Yearning to Relive Life!
One fine morning, we all reached Joka
Saw the clouds in the sky, trees around the lakes and sung together
Every now and then we drew a roadmap for ourselves
Using our own colours, we painted our own universe
We saw our little dreams of making it big here
We had our own crushes, fights and parties
It was as if time stood still for all of us
There was no reason for us to pretend
We all had so much fun together
All were young and full of life
Those two years seemed to be so long back then
And now when I look back, they were passed by even before I could blink
I often come back here to look at it
Here upon this windy old asphalt road
Still stands the jetty complementing the lake
The old class rooms, alongside the new ones
I always carry the memories of how it used to be
A constant reminder of the bonds we built
I'll never forget all that Joka taught me
And all that it made me achieve
I always hoped that one day we'll all reunite
Recollect and relive those moments. And the time has come
The above written poem has been penned by me expressing the views of an alumnus from the 1983 batch of IIM Calcutta, after interacting with him.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Just Another Poem : Suicide Note
HONEY,
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Ur adoring smile, ur beautiful eyes
Drive me crazy through the skies
I can stare into ur eyes for hours
They outshine all the stars
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Ur eyes used to drive me crazy
Ur mere thoughts used to make lazy
U r redder than the reddest of the cherries
Ur prettier than the mermaids and the fairies
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Irresistible were our never-ending parleys
Throughout the nights and the days
Those long endless witty repartees
Always spread ubiquitous infectious smiles
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
U r cute, u r sweet, u r fantastic
Before em all u r selflessly altruistic
Bout u I can write at length
As ur thoughts give me immense strength
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Mine wasn’t a mere infatution
It involved no sort of ratiocination
Forgetting u is an impossible thing
As it was not just any love fling
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
I still remember ur long and curly tresses
Ur simple yet elegant dresses
Minus u life is darker than a moonless night
With u, it could have been brighter than sun’s light
You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
I wanted to make u my soul-mate
But something else was in my fate
I have loved you from head to toe nail
In this tale I have no reason to wail
In my last prayer all I am demanding is u as my wife
After reincarnation in our every life
Oceans of love and blood
PS - I wrote this poem seven years back and had forgotten about it. Today I found the note-book on which I had scribbled it, back then.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Life changes at every turn
- After having deleted one blog...I stopped blogging only to realise that I was like an alcoholic promising that I won't drink... I am back on a blog that I had made some time back...the first post of this blog is pretty depressing but all you girls reading it, u know how interesting I am. So in case u need someone to hang out with, you know who's your man.
- Have lost in three important competitions over the past two days. One of them was a competition that I had always aspired to win...But now when I look back I am happy that at last the pressure is gone...days before the big event the pressure had started building and it was having a toll on me...though the taunts still haunt me...
- Have learnt a little bit of Bengali in the past two years during my stay at Kolkotta. A friend of mine who works in a call centre once told me that Americans like to roll their tongues while pronouncing 'R's. Our Bengalis are a step ahead they roll their tongues while pronouncing every character. Kotler-do (read Kotler-da) who stays in my hostel at IIM-C told me that this is a result of the rosogollas that begalis eat. Today I tried using this new found knowledge with the taxi drivers outside my campus and realised that however hard I may try I can not say Kolkootta right.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
My Birth
- Have all the gadgets we've made, made our lives simpler or complex?
- Have the vices increased or decreased over the years?
- Has morality increased or decreased? But then morality is as you define it to be...
- Are we moving towards or away from the Utopian world we all have always longed for?
~religionnotspiritualityisaswordforthemeek