Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Sweet christmas


Day was 24th December 1986, What mom! that is so cheap.Stop doing that.
Ohh, sorry son, I thought, you might like it.

Same day , year 2016,  Its a beautiful christmas eve, and we are planning to spend it with family and today is the last day of year in office. Wow! they have called santa claus, i mean a person enacting as a santa claus. He is distributing sweets to everyone.
Everyone is rushing towards him and he is going to everyone`s place and greeting them, and is being greeted by everyone. Being a Santa he has to give away sweets as that is what we relate santa with, since our childhood. He is having a few chocolates and assorted sweets or toffees as i may call it.
And i being lucky one, got a small chocolate. It is such a jovial and happy atmosphere created by the Santa. Everyone is saying thanks to the santa and leaving the office by cheering and wishing each other. Many of us are keeping there chocolates and toffees safe in there pockets. May be like me everyone wants to share this sweet tiny gift with there kids.I took the chocolate and kept it safely in my bag as well.

As soon as I returned home to my son who was playing with his Playstation as usual.
He greeted me and i gave him the same chocolate which i saved from office.
He says "What Dad! that is so cheap.Stop doing that. You dont have to save such petty things. Dont be frugal". And that brought a smile to my face. Guess why?

Actually it took me 30 years to understand what my mom used to do. She never saved just that christmas chocolate for me, instead, she saved or wanted to save the joy of having it with me. I am not angry with my son, because that is developmental understanding which is bound to come on its own.

After meeting my son and learning a good lesson, i took that chocolate and gave it to my mother sitting inside the room and waiting for me.I gave it to her and told her "Mom, Merry christmas".

Monday, 16 December 2013



IPC 377......bloody gays. They must be shunted out of the society. They are a blot.
 Ohh! Who is that idiot shouting. That is a father who is not able to digest the  fact that his son is a gay.
I am still wondering why is he so annoyed, so baffled, that he is shouting. A moron, but his son is still not thinking that way. He still wants to convince his father that it is not his fault that he has this orientation. He is like this since his birth. He is another idiot too. I am giving a verdict on this, that makes me an idiot too three four........
But still i will place my opinion, oops, not opinion but verdict. Freedom of speech, LOLZ.

To the father:- Dear unfortunate father, its sad that your son is not living
his life your bloody way. That makes him such a sinner, compartmentalized, selfish individual.Your son, who lived his life scared and in a kind of hideout, created his own bubble world around him.He was scared that his family may not come to know about his orientation. He couldnt do what he liked, he couldnt commit what he liked. He just kept studying the way you wanted. Kept on going to temples the way you wanted, refrained from all the habits you didnt liked. But this bloody orientation was never in his control. He was like this the day he was born.Than he lied one day while going out to his college. He lied because he was scared of losing you, a magnificent parent, that is what this gay son thinks. He tried to take his life, but couldnt, again because of you. He loved you, loves you. He always cursed god for making him like this, but than he developed this habit of lying, just to make you happy. And today when he stood up against all odds to let you know that he wont marry a woman of your choice and told you about his sexual orientation, you thrashed him. Just imagine what is he thinking at present. He must be thinking, " i wish i could convince my parents, my family.....i wish", he must be cursing the god again convincing himself to be guilty of not having the choice of partner his parents wanted.
Now what kind of son could he be? I can call you an idiot in front of him, but he might kill me for that.
What kind of son could he be? i know the answer of that question, that would make him a good son, respecting his father, no matter what, he cherishes the fact, that you are his father. Please understand one fact that the problem is with you and not him. You need to understand the fact that your son is absolutely normal and has an able mind to understand and analyze anything like us.

To the Son:- I think you are an abnormal person.Abnormal, not because you are homosexual, instead it is because you are convinced that you are wrong even when you know that you arent. You are a human being who likes to have sexual relation with another human being of same sex. That is your case. Nothing more dramatic or sentimental to it. You are absolutely a normal man. Stop cursing yourself and being an idiot. If your parents dont understand that, that means, it is there mental block or fault and not yours. You respect them, that doesnt means you can control what god has destined for you. I am a heterosexual, that doesnt makes you inferior or superior to me. It is a just a social rule/perception. Your parents will understand, love is the best convincing feeling. But it has to be unconditional.

To myself the biggest idiot:- Stop giving verdicts.

To the God:- Why didnt you make everything same and identical. That would have been boring, But still, give it a thought Sir.

God`s reply:- Hi buddy, got your email. Wow! Earth is so beautiful, Live your life to the fullest, have fun guys..
And ya, see you SOON.

Tuesday, 3 December 2013



wondering, wondering, i am just wondering, how can i write what i want to convey or may be what i feel.
Who the hell am i to convey anything to anyone. i just want to share what i feel.
And the most interesting thing is that i try to define what i feel. Isnt this similar to someone trying to explain GOD.

You explain him and you diminish(what should be the right word) his very own existence. Something which can be explained or is define-able has to be measurable, than how can it be God. All the religions/communities with common beliefs try to explain or even the spokespersons of these religions actually explain God. Now that is contradictory.

It is good to talk about him, to feel him, to be him. But the spokespersons giving a verdict are weird. Actually i find them weird. May be they are not, but i dont become synchronous with them, As they try to take away my freedom by defining God at first stage and then defining the rules for me to make him manifest out of me.  
Now how does that makes sense, is totally no sense for me.

I never asked for a chemical reaction formula which can be delivered by adding somethings in specific quantities.
I want to feel him, i want to live him but in my own way. No ones fingerprints matches the other persons fingerprint. I think we all have a similar BUT UNIQUE tuning frequency, which helps us meet him. So, every one has his own way, or may be has to find his own way to be effortless. Because as i always feel, being effortless is the only way to manifest his self.
So, every one has to be effortless in his own specific and unique way to meet him, to merge with him.

I may sound confused, it is just because i am still looking for my fingerprint or the way in which i can meet him.