The art of flying Kites

When we were kids, Sankranti is synonymous with three things,

• Getting up early in the morning, having to bath and performing pooja
• Special mouth-watering delicacies, for which preparation starts two days prior and consumed within two hours
• Flying kites – the sheer fun of seeing our kites high above the ground which would give the same kick that I get now after six shots of Tequila

The reason I remembered this annual ritual is because after a long time ( very long time - 10years), I tried my hand on flying kites.

With more money in hand and too much logic in my brain, I thought flying kites is a piece of cake. How wrong was I! I purchased six kites and tried various permutations and combinations available to make them fly. Alas! They refused to fly and to make matters worse - the kids next door were “flying high”.

Seeing my pathetic situation, a kid from the next door came over and did some minor tweaks and Bingo, the kite started flying!!!

It made me wonder, how could that kid possible know, what I don’t. The obvious answer that seems to be lurking round the corner is “he knows”. No logic or doubt was in his mind. He just knew it.

In this comparative, logic filled life, it is not easy to go by hunch. Companies want to know too many “hows” “whys” and “what ifffs” before they agree to your proposal. If you say that this project will work because you have a gut feeling about it, they will look at you as if you were some sort of weirdo.

But for me this is a lesson which I hope to remember “never underestimate anyone”.

I wish all of you a happy Sankranthi and hope that you are still as cheerful and curious about this world as you were when you are a kid :)

 

Pissed off...

Ok, I am pissed off….and I have no idea how to handle this situation and hence, I am opening my heart to my dear visitors.


We need to complete this document and I am give this task of gathering the requirements from a programmer. While I checked online and done some research, to get the best template for the required document, the programmer in question simply want to dump all the contents of the application and let the user choose the information required.

I tried telling the programmer that this solution is a bit off the tangent, and that we should give only the required content;also, informed that the amount of time take to complete this task will exponentially increase, but to no avail.

I wonder, why someone who excels in one field thinks that he/ she knows better than a pro whose responsibility is to produce a perfect piece of document? In addition, i fail to understand why this person can’t see clear that his solution is not feasible?

Guys, did anyone of you found yourself in any of this situation? Please let me know and what steps have you taken?

The eternal question Love or Lust?

Yesterday, I watched this romantic comedy called The Ugly Truth starring Katherine Heigl and Gerard Butler. All though this movie does not fall under genre that I usually watch (Action, Thriller, Porn), I did enjoy the movie.


The most fascinating thing about this movie is the easy with which Katherine seduce her Doctor boyfriend ( with the help of good old Gerard )only to dump him just before the big bang, and easily flies into the arms of our hero Gerard with whom she shares a nano-second spark of lust inside a lift . The best part is the way she makes the audients feel that she, and not her doctor Bf, is the victim.

I wonder if in real life this sort of fairy tale does happen and if it does take place, is it considered as love or lust - Lust at first sight.
Is Lust is the first step to a lifelong love?
I wonder how would someone face the person with whom he/she shared a quality time only to ditch that person for other?

Life can be fickle …make you Laugh one moment and cry the other

Recently I have noticed a pattern in my life which made me shudder. Not the cause and effect or Karma and its fruits. But something more subtle.


I am not sure what brought on this understanding but I am pretty much sure that this shit is happening all my life and I failed to notice it.

For every good news in my life there appears to be a bad news that’s just lurking round the corner.

I remember when I was in my Tenth Class, My only goal was to score 75%. I studied hard for that. Before the exams I burnt the midnight oil, revising the books again and again…I have done all that. Finally, when I did get the results I was happy to note that I received more than expected. I was literally on the top of the world. I went home and informed my mom who was so happy that she purchased sweets to distribute them to all our neighbors. Unfortunately, that’s when my happiness ended!! The neighbor’s dumb son got more than what I did. Mom was a bit surprised but congratulated them, and made a dash to other neighbors. Unfortunately, the same saga continued. In every house there is some on or some relative or some friend who got better than what I did!!! Needless to say, the happiness didn’t last long.

The same shit continued ..into my teenage to adult life…it kept appearing. I used to think I gave the best and for the time being , I did feel that I got the best. But, when I look around I do notice that this is not true. I do know that I shouldn’t be comparing my success with others …but when living in a society it’s hard to ignore

Now that I did notice that success and its joys are only for a moment, I was a bit confused. Is this the almighty’s way of saying that I shouldn’t get overwhelmed by success and stay rooted to ground?

One thing is for sure after my RELIZATION , my life just got more curious and curious and am afraid of too much of happiness and the worst part is I have no idea how to handle it!!!!!

Of Football, Waka Waka and Octopus- Saint Paul

2010 Football World Cup will be remembered not for the hip shaking Shakria’s Waka Waka, nor would it remembered for the fallen gods- who let down their fans, no- it would not even be remembered for the Davids( the underdogs: Spain and Netherlands) defeating the mighty Goliath .

2010 World cup would be remembered for Nostradamus who came in the form of an octopus called Paul. Even comparing this eight legged creature to Nostradamus doesn’t do any justice- as some of his predictions went wrong. But not our Saint Paul which has 100% success rate..Germans and the rest of the world are madly in love with this creature. But things changed in Semi Finals! The Germans world cup dreams came crashing down when the delicious tasting thing choose Spain over Germany and worst, the prediction, indeed, came true! World still loves it but not the Germans who were understandably upset. Now, there are talks of killing it – a sort of revange – for betraying its country by picking Spain

It makes me wonder whether the world has taken leave of its common sense... come on kids it’s only a game... no need to show your brutality on this poor creature. WTF is the matter?? Take its predictions with a pinch of salt and forget about it...but unfortunately we, the highly evolved intelligent creatures can’t take anything lightly..not in this envirovement, where ever other minute News Channels shows “Breaking News”. So as we enter the last phase of the game, when Sapin takes on Netherlands in the grand finale, all I can do is pray for this poor creature.

Incidentally, Paul has picked Spain to win the finals against the Holland ...No big deal, I would have done the same!! But for once, I would really, really love to see Paul’s prediction go wrong.. not because I love the Dutch team..but just for once to see this creature as –well- just a creature and not as an infallible almighty.

May the beat team win the game!

A new beginning …

A new dawn of my life, a beginning which I hope will help me showcase my creative side- which I was not aware I have, and desperately hope that “I DO HAVE”.

I am not sure what topics to cover, I tried searching other blogs and come out with some creative ways of presenting my thoughts- which as of now are incoherent, but in the end decided on writing whatever comes to my mind. Come on, it’s not that easy copying someone else’s idea!

So beware, it could be politics, sports, movies, and books, or anything and everything I feel like.

@Crossroads