: mero soch : the way I think

This Blog is a Mirror of mE. It tells you about what I feel, what I see and what I think by observing the world around mE. It is dedicated to all the close and special people who know me BUT on the other hand also, DON’T KNOW Me!

My take on Human Species

Posted by fangchu on August 26, 2007

 

If the Human Species is eradicated (read removed, it’s so much more gentle) from the face of the Earth, will it hamper the food chain? Will other living species be hampered or go extinct? Give it a thought.
They won’t. They will continue to live and thrive.
Now that’s what this post is all about: My Take on Human Species.

Human’s are aliens to the planet Earth and who were from a very advanced world. I call that world GIA42. These GIAns had a forever expanding population and were rigorously hunting for a new world, roughly around a few thousand years ago, where they could flourish incessantly. That’s when their search succeeded. They found Earth. They “dropped” many Adam’s and Eve’s who would be the most advanced beings (parasites) on this blue planet.
The Adam’s and Eve’s exploited the various resources and thrived. These limited resources are on the verge of finishing, which has put these Earthly GIAns at the same spot that they were a few thousand years ago, aka back to square one. The advancement in modern technology and know how is giving them a new lease of life. They are searching for inhabitable worlds. They’ve reached the Moon (it still is a conspiracy theory) and their robots have reached Mars. Looking at the giant strides they are making, they will find a new world, but before they leave Earth, this planet will be completely ravaged and exploited, but it will still survive. Earth will survive because Humans don’t form the food chain though they will destroy it.

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Mumbai vs Pune

Posted by fangchu on July 31, 2007

It’s been two weeks since I moved into Mumbai and ever since two things have kept me occupied, hunting for a job and looking for a place to stay. Though both has reached a certain degree of success, the hunt still continues to find the best.

Simultaneously, I was also showing a keen interest in the way this enormous city functions which eventually led to comparisons between Mumbai and Pune.

  • Mumbai is the commercial capital of India, Pune the education capital.
  • People in Mumbai live on the fast lane. A minute is very precious here which is easily noticeable in the railway stations.
    For an alien into the city, missing a local is not a big deal but for a Mumbaikar missing a local signifies waiting for four more minutes until the next one arrives and that my friend is a lot of time to lose.
    Pune, on the other hand is pretty laid-back.
  • Mumbai is a ticking time bomb. Disaster awaits this city and Pune is doing no better. Awful and pathetic town planning will surely cause large scale mayhem if disaster strikes the two cities.
  • Mornings in Pune is fresh and pure but Mumbai forever stinks. The air’s heavy and stale. Even a good nights sleep is not enough to get rid of the lethargy and tiredness.
  • Pune is a lot greener than Mumbai. Greenery in Mumbai is what facial hair is to women!
  • Any open space (corners and bends of a road, plot of land, roof tops, etc) in Mumbai is a landfill. There’s garbage and litter everywhere.
  • Outdoor sports in Mumbai is like Sania Mirza and tennis. They’ve heard of it/her but they don’t know how and where to play it.
    In Pune, sports was never a problem. We played football and cricket avidly as there was time and a lot of open spaces to play on.
  • Hills in Pune will surely thrive because of its loyal citizens whose constant efforts has let them remain as geographical monuments.
    In Mumbai, you’ll find Hills only in names of roads or junctions. These hills were ‘hacked and cut’ only to be replaced by concrete jungles.

In spite of the various pros and cons (Mumbai certainly gets a beating), if work (in Mumbai) and play (in Pune) work with congruency then it won’t make Jack a dull boy.

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Two Milestones

Posted by fangchu on July 18, 2007

This post marks two important milestones in my life. The first is that I am an Engineer now (the only one in the entire family comprising of my paternal and maternal relations) and the second is that this is my 50th post. It surely did take a while but my fondness for writing has only multiplied as the times went by; and for celebrations I dedicate this post and the video to the friends I hung out with in the last two years of my college.

Things that I’ll miss:

  • Bun Omlette at Goodluck Cafe
  • Breakfast at Anna
  • Football
  • Playing Counter Strike
  • Pictures and more Pictures
  • Leg pulling
  • Mantri’s hair (it was just too silky and straight)
  • Siddhu’s and Chetan’s sade PJ’s
  • Vinay’s antiques
  • Dex’s football and his humbleness
  • Dinner at Neha’s place
  • Neha’s kindness and modesty
  • Chetan’s ever-so-loud voice
  • Gathering and dancing (especially at Lush )
  • All our Nautanki’s
  • Chalk fights… especially Vaibhav, he never got it right
  • All of bunched together in one corner of the class
  • Chetan’s Dinkies’ (we’ve lost count) and Yogi’s tryst with girls
  • Nikhil’s “Stranger” and Nirmal’s undisclosed crushes (apart from one!)
  • Mohammad’s experiences in the gym (now, when did he go to one?)
  • Siddhu’s love for K
  • Our hilku somalian friend
  • Our evergreen videos
  • Vaibhav’s nicknames: Barbie, Firangi, Bulandi, Odomos , etc and his never ending smile
  • Mayur’s desperation to know more.. especially his fondness to ask questions (kyun ?)
  • Everyone’s birthday bashes (how can we ever forget Nikhil and his parkour stunt)
  • Our spontaneous trips
  • Siddhu’s singing in a female voice
  • Vaibhav’s love to sing (he screws every song)

Apun ka Video: http://www.brightcove.com/title.jsp?title=1080183935

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Take a look around !

Posted by fangchu on November 25, 2006

Yup, take a look around, and ask yourself, are we getting uglier?

Now take a close second look, and ask yourself the same question. What did you observe?

What I observed is that we are !

  • More than 70% of the kids below the age 15 are spectacled.
  • Nearly half of them are obese.
  • And the same amount has taken to computer games and other modes of indoor entertainment apart from watching ‘junk’ on the television adding to the apathy called specks!
  • Book reading and outdoor gaming is for those who can’t afford a cable connection or a computer !
  • We would rather spend Rs. 150 on watching a trash movie in the cinemas at the cost of 3 hours of your precious time than buying something worth reading. (Well, at least I have the option to choose from the books I am hoping to read. Can’t say the same for movies though.)
  • The food we eat ? Mal nutritious, and we call ourselves educated !

Quotes

Reading all the good books is like conversation with the
finest men of past centuries.

Rene Descartes

The book to read is not the one which thinks for you,
but the one which makes you think.

James McCosh

Tree: Books >> Food >> Movies

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A Delicate touch of love can mean so much

Posted by fangchu on November 24, 2006

Well, for you it may be just another post (read mail/forward), but after reading it, I couldn’t help myself from calling my loved ones and saying the three golden words…

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

“What’s wrong, are you well,” she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

“I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you,” I responded.
“Just the two of us.”

She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up. I was a bit nervous.

When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.
“I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. ” They can’t wait to hear about our meeting”.

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded.

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation - nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.

As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.

“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I did to not get to do anything for her.

Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: “I LOVE YOU!” and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than God and your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till “some other time.”

Here’s hoping today is better than yesterday and tomorrow.

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All About Scorpio

Posted by fangchu on October 25, 2006

Of all that’s ever been written about Scorpio over the years, much of it — no, most of it — has been unfair, negative and worded so that those born under this Sun sign sound downright intimidating. It’s as if simply getting to know them requires superhuman courage and a fully armed bodyguard. Well, I’m about to put an end to all that nonsense. It’s true that Scorpios are not for the faint of heart. They’re not shallow, they won’t be manipulated and they will never, ever ’settle’ for less than what they really want. In the Scorpio mind, ’settling’ equates with giving up — and that’s something else they’d never, ever do. Scorpios won’t stop working toward a goal until they’re convinced that it’s impossible — which takes some doing.

Even when they’re not on a mission, Scorpios are still undoubtedly sniffing out clues. They’re born detectives who are always on duty, analysts who never stop digging for answers, and investigators who are perpetually in search of information. A mystery is an invitation to these folks; what’s below the surface is simply irresistible.

And speaking of irresistible, if you’re attracted to a Scorpio and vice versa, whether it’s been 24 years or 24 hours, rest assured that they’ll never cease to amaze, astound and startle you. Just when you think you’ve got them all figured out (although you likely stopped laboring under that illusion shortly after you two met), they’ll say or do something that will cause you to find them even more fascinating. They’re loyal to a fault — but maybe just a bit too jealous at times, so don’t play games with that emotion — and perfectly willing to fire walk for you. And whether or not you opt to make the relationship legal, ‘until death do us part’ will always apply. Their love will literally last forever.

Source: astrology.com

Further Reading

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Mero Amma : My Mother

Posted by fangchu on October 4, 2006

It’s sad, but its true that the least understood people in my life have been my parents. Blame it on my education and my quest for knowledge. Eversince I was 6, I was put into a beautiful boarding school in the foothills of the Himalayas, where the stupendous and gorgeous Mount Kangchenjunga lay its abode. The school was my guru, my parent, my dost, my love and my Lord. All the qualities moulded in me has been the efforts of the great institution.

You’ll surely get to read more about this beautiful place in the future, but for now its on my Ma!

Born on the 2nd of August, 1956 in a Rajhasthani Rajput family (who were the Treasurers of the Maharaja of Coochbehar); Royalty is in her blood. A beautiful pretty dame who dreamt of conquering the skies. She trained in the Indain Air Force until she got married to Jay (thats what my Ma calls my Dad; I call her Basanti!)
From a Zamindar’s family, she moved into a small reputed daring businessman’s family who believed in patience and silence (traits of a Jain). She bore three breautiful kids and handled the house and the family exceptionally well but it cost her both mentally and physically.

For a person who has conquered both land (her mesmerizing beauty) and air, she had to settle for the little space between the four walls to see her family prosper. She’s taken lifes apathy with resilience and perseverance. The soft supple skin of her face is embossed with wrinkles. The eyes are tired, her silky brown hair is turning gray.
She’s cleaned, mopped, wept, fought and faced lifes thwarts, bricks and bats like a lonesome warrior; but she still stands, stands like the grandeur Himalayas.

I salute thee, oh! honourable mother,
I salute thee.

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