Womanism More Alchoholic than Alchohal

Hmmm.. Well its always been a puzzle for me and infact for lot of people like me.. The very logic behind womanism.. Honestly I dont remember the scientist who found the theory "opposite poles attract each other" but for sure he must have found it when he had womanism.. Just kidding.. I am not here to talk about love or any perverted thing but to self realise how crucial womanism is for a guy..

My personal experience tells me that its alchoholic.. I would be lieing to u if I tell u that I hate womanism.. Its something which has made me really happy at times but I did realise it sometime had the potential to virtually destory me.. Womanism is an attribute which u could perhaps feel on anyone.. The love towards my mom made me first realise the addiction towards the very gender.. Its odd feeling to understand that I am more comfortable with my mom than my dad.. This holds good for most of the guys.. But is womanism so important to succedd at all? I tried thinking of few personalities to find answers for my question..

The first person who struck in my mind was (U r right) Mr. Abdul Kalam. Then our ex PM Vajpaiyee(Sorry if I didnt spell his name correctly). Hmm greats indeed but many greats were married too.. Does success and woman have a correlation? I would say yes.. My personal experience tells me that we do spend lot of time to make her feel happy. Hmm honeslty a very nice thing to do if u r idle and jobless .. he he.. But now i feel its a useless thing bcos I understand nowdays that time is so damn precious.. To everytime waste hours on buying gifts, taking her to latest movies, spending my time on phone, I realise now that I indeed wasted lotz of time.. The most funny thing I would recollect during those days was to write poems.. I used to spend hours on writing real nice poems, browsing and referring lot of books.. Honestly if I had spend that time on my engineering subjects, who knows I would have created my own Electromagnetic theory.. very funny very funny

So my personal experience tells me that its waste of time.. But it has also been a booster for me.. It helped clear my three arrears.. I was so damn motivated when I started talking to her and I had a feeling that no gal would like a guy who has arrears.. I understand its really funny to think that way but somehow it made me clear my papers.. Hmm sometimes though when I used have a fight especially during exams, I used to be in complete mood off and never used to touch my books.. Then the very next morning my prayers used to be immense which includes fasting, 108 rounds around the temple etc etc.. God knows how I used to clear my papers and only the God how she used to get 80 % everytime.. Gals are alwayz KD makkans :D

She is no longer with me now but her memories are still fresh in my mind.. Plz dont term me as a devadoss as its human to remember the best things happened in one's life and truly the best part of my life was with her.. The real booster nowdays is another woman who is my mom.. Well I understood her importance during my tough times and the only booster of my life is ma mom's smile.. My mom has always got attraction towards jewels, driving car and ofcourse speaking english.. All I work for is for these three things and she is all I need right now..

So womanism is indeed important for success.. Its addictive or I would term it as Alchoholic.. So next time u meet a guy who keeps trembling about broken relationship all u need to tell him is that u would always have a woman in any form to bring joy in ur life again.. The lady love can be ur mom, sis or anyone but maha janagalle womanism is indeed route to success..

Life Beyond Imagination

Well I was truly pissed off from a long week of work and everything around me looked so frustrating and annoying. I was in Mylapore station and was waiting for the train. There came my train and all I needed was a window seat so that I can have some fresh air. The train was relatively free and I somehow found a window seat.

I found a woman sitting opposite to me and I didn't give a hard look at her. But something made me think unusual about her and I gave in a good look. Then I realised she was a cross dresser(Neither a man or a woman) . Honestly i felt uneasy about her presence and wanted to sit in some other place. Finding me uneasy, her face shrunk down massively. That's the time I hated my behaviour and I knew I had hurt ed someone for no reason. So I wanted to just say a hi and bring her back to normal.

I started with a "hello" and she replied back. So I asked her what does she do and she replied that she works for a Marketing firm. She looked posh in her dressing and in her accent. Then on enquiring about her parents she said tat her parents left her when she was 14 years old. OMG ! I couldn't think myself in her situation and I was more curious to know how she became big in life. Her story which I heard then was so painful and so heart breaking.Being left alone at 14 years, all she had was 5,000 rupees in her hand and she came to a big city like Chennai. All she could find is insult and pain. She then somehow joined a christian missionary and became big!!

Well there are few things I noted in her and found these things really interesting. Firstly, she didn't want anyone to sympathise on her. Hmm for her its so special to be normal and to be respected as a fellow human being is so important. Secondly, i felt from her that u can't win till u fight. These two things were running around my mind.

Some 30 days went off and I was in a religious mutt for performing Satya Narayana Pooja. That is when I reliased that the words "I wanted to treated as a normal human being" is so true. I had a friend of mine accompanying me. He was never allowed to have his lunch there just because he was not a Brahman. Hmm, I really felt hurt ed for my friend. Well sometimes I hate the society I live in for the discrimination it has. Why don't people understand that we don't have any right to hurt others. May God give them the basic human courtesy of respecting people

---Hari Om

New Hostage of Terrorism - Mother India

The answer to the question in your mind is right. Mother India is indeed under the hands of the terrorists. Its sad but its the reality. I am not going to blame terrorists for what they did. We cannot blame terrorist because they are what they are because of us. I know some would raise there eye brows and question my above statement. But the unquestionable reality is that we are responsible for the Bombay Massacre.

The problem with us, the Indians, is that we just see the problem and not the root-cause of the problem. Our lack of commitment to choose apt national leaders led to this massacre. Our carelessness to not to vote and let fraud voters led to this horror. Our irresponsibility in questioning corrupt officials adds to the reasons of these killings. Our hatered and negligence towards Muslim community led to this genucide. Politician's Muslim vote bank politics led to this dismay. Our lack of commitment is the one line which defines this revulsion. Terrorism is global and very old to Indian society. Terrorism is not only killing or hurting others physically but it is producing terrorists as well. In that sense we are terrorist in every sense. Every one of us is a terrorist !!

Lets go further down for more analysis of the situation. The root cause of the problem in the top most part of the country, Kashmir. Illiteracy, poverty and religion ism defines the terrorism in that state. If I was illiterate, poor and if my mom or dad were killed by Indian Army, I would have been a terrorist too. If I had no money and if terrorist gave me that I would have been a terrorist too. Do we blame Gandhiji for creating Pak or the English who sparked the fight between the two communities? Past is always the past. Sadly J & K is the second most corrupted state which doesnt help matters either.  To expect politicians to become good all of a sudden and change things is mere stupidity.

I forsee a tough time for India. A very tough time. May my god false what I think but I forsee a palestian and Isreal. I forsee a hitler's genucide. And lastly I forsee

"New hostage of Terrorism - Mother India"

Give Me A Cracker !!

Today being Diwali I was awake little early.. It was 4 am and I was pretty busy listening to Karnatic music(which I never do :) ).. After I took a bath I switched on T.V and was highly irritated to see cine actors and actress giving out interviews.. I always used to get annoyed by my dad's comments when he used question the very reason of these interviews and he always used to ask me what have these people achieved that they have started giving out interviews.. I was too young to understand wat my dad said all these years and I used to rubbish his comments alwayz.. But this time I realised the truth in his words and the morality in his questioning.. I was highly irritated to see every t.v channel showing a actress or a actor..

So I decided to burst crackers and my little bro accompanied me.. It was fun all the while until I met a little boy with a small plastic cover on his hand.. He came near me and said " Anna orru patasu" (Give me a cracker).. Well I gave him a packet and he went off.. Then as usual I and my bro started bursting cracker.. Then I started realising something which made me stop bursting crackers.. It made me think lotz and consequently write lotz :) .. Why do we celebrate diwali? Well its to mark the occasion of Ram's return to Ayodya and also to celebrate krishnan's act of demolishing the devil.. This was some 20000 years ago I guess and do we really need to celebrate something which happened that long ago.. Hmm probably No.. I am not an atheist or anti-hindu but in the current schema of things I guess Diwali celebration should be postponed.. If you ask me why here are my answers to your questions...

India is our Ayodya and do you think RAM will ever like to come back to India? For sure he wouldnt.. He would not like to see people killing each other in the name of religion and in the name of God.. He would not like to see people dying for a piece of land.. He would not like to see Ravana's and Surpanaka's all around him and he for sure would not like wat our country is right now.. Krishna would realise he has lot of devils to be destroyed and few of the devils are illiteracy and poverty.. Krishna would also understand for lot of people their minds are devils and to destroy them is a tough task.. Even rama and krishan would have said "OMG" if they ever come to India..

Gandhiji said India will get its independence only when woman can walk freely in midnight.. Well I would like to add a similar note.. We should really celebrate diwali when every Indian would kill the devil in himself and comes back as a human.. The devil we have for a piece of land in north kashmir should be destroyed.. We have killed them and they have killed us and its time for peace.. The devil we have on backward people should be destroyed.. We should understand that every one is same and we must love each other.. The devil we have on kannadikans and vice versa should be destroyed... The devil we have to fight on name of God should be destroyed..Each and every devil in us should be destroyed and then we should celebrate diwali... 

 

Pursuit of HappYness

I am 24 now and have seen lotz of movies right from our action packed movies of our Captain to punch dialogue filled movies of Vijay.. But none of them had made a big impact on me than a Hollywood movie named "Pursuit of Happiness".. Most of ma frndz are Hollywood biased and I have honestly never given importance becos I was always under the impression Indian Movies are far better.. I hated movies like Superman, Spiderman showing super natural things( Some thing which I never believed in ) .. So I always used to watch movies  close to my culture and my people.. 

But I happened to meet one of my school frndz and he was watching  "Pursuit of Happiness" .. I just saw one of the scenes in it and it was the climax of the movie.. I was highly impressed and I asked him the story line.. He just gave me a jist.. I some how wanted to watch the movie and never really got time for the same.. I went to Spencer's bought an original dvd of the same film..

So it was saturday night and after a week long's work I started to see the movie.. :) And all I could say was that Will Smith's acting was so great and i couldnt stop myself from crying :( .. The story is all about a man who does not have a job and is trying hard to settle.. His wife leaves him off and the way overcomes and becomes big is wat the movie shows..Firstly I was truly impressed by Will Smith's acting skills.. Gosh!! He was so damn good actor and his expressions simply refuse to go off my mind.. Compared to Vijay who does the same thing again and again and again, Will Smith stands much more taller.. I would dare to compare Will Smith with Kamal.. Both of them great actors..

Well the movie reminded me of my past.. I was jobless for 10 long months after finishing my degree and I saw the pain of my eyes in his acting.. I have virtually cried everyday when I was jobless and to see him cry during tough times reminded my old days.. But the best part of the movie is not to see him cry rather to see him fight hard at his life.. He starts his career as a salesman and never manages to sell anything.. Then he shifts his job and tries to be a stock broker.. Under training he was never paid and under training sessions he becomes the most under rated.. Just then he happens to lose his car,house and his wife.. The worst part is he stays in bathroom the whole night as he had no place to live in :( .. Yet he somehow becomes the best student of his training session and gets the job..

All said and done the best dialogue of the movie which changed ma life 

" dream things and always learn to protect them.. everyone would try to shatter ur dream just because they cant do the same.. Work hard to achieve ur dream and listen to no one.. Dream things and always protect them"

Really true.. the movie simply reflects how we should go about our life and want every one reading this blog to see the movie.. Ur life would change as mine :)

My Instinct

There is something called Instinct. I realised its existence yesterday after I met with an accident.  Well I was late to ma frnd's treat and I was supposed to be in Nugambakkam by 2.  It was already 1.15 and I just started from my house.  Just when  I started my bike key struck the door and i just felt some uneasiness running around me.. I call ma bike as "popeye" and popeye too didnt look too good today.. After ma bath I usually pray and this time I didnt because I was already late and this too worried me a bit..

So when I started riding my bike these uneasiness just disappeared and I was thinking about ma frdz,ma office etc etc.. Then there are actually two roads which leads to nugambakkam..I can go either via Velachery or Via Chrompet.. Instinct of mine never wanted me to go through Velachery and my popeye too felt the same.. So I just turned towards chrompet and some stupid feeling of mine asked me to take a U turn and I did the same... Then I moved towards Velachery.. I saw a small boy asking for a lift.. I usually give lifts my instinct asked me not to give one.. Yet I gave and some 30 seconds were wasted in the process..

So as usual I started proceeding towards Velachery and it was awesome weather considering the fact that it had just rained.. So I had to slow down biking and I was in 30's or 40's speed range.. I crossed Velachery and I was riding on a road adjacent to Madras Race Club.. Since it had rained I was looking into water and driving to make sure my dress doesnt get spoiled.. Then all of a sudden I saw a man standing near a temple..

His face was very unique and I have never in my life seen such a face cut.. It was a lot akward.. So I was actually looking at him not realising that I had to look at the road.. All of a sudden I found a Scotty in opposite side of mine trying to over take a car..With in the fraction of milli seconds I realised the same, the scotty hit me and I didnt know wat happened after that.. All I knew after 10 seconds is that I and popeye were down.. The leg break had actually broken and the front light too.. But alas nothing really happened to me apart from few bruisers. 

For the next two minutes I was completely out of this world.. I had people sorrunding me and asking me to go the hospital but I didnt know wat was happening.. Then I saw tat man again.. He took the broken leg break and gave it to me.. Well everybody was suprised to see me not hurt but ma poor popeye was badly hurt.. 

Well then I realised two things in each one of our lives which decide what happens in us

1. Good Instinct
2. Bad Instinct

To find out which instinct which we should follow is driven out by another instinct called "DESTINY"

So guyz alwayz believe in your instinct but always remember that it could turn out to be gud one or bad one.. But our destiny Can never be changed :)