March 8

Before you complete reading this article, a woman is sexually harassed by their beloved brother or charred by their in laws somewhere in our country. God’s beautiful creation’s still mauled by her surroundings. Most of the crimes seem to go unnoticed or we tend to falter to all these occurrences. Certain scientific facts suggest that women are weaker sex, I don’t agree with this, ironically events portray their vulnerability. Many could attribute this towards chauvinistic attitude, never mind but still the bitter truth needs to be spilled.

Women undergo several transitions in their life experiencing trauma and being battered at free will. She can essay any role with ease; as a caring mother, loving wife, naughty sister or your charming girlfriend, all these under one roof without any disorders. But still I complain “they are damn selfish”. In every chapter she sacrifices herself for the plight of others with a tag of disgrace, just like Goddess Seetha or Virgin Mary.

There has been humpty number of organizations to raise voice against women harassment and to support their empowerment, but very few showcase their problems. These organizations are driven by factors like money, publicity etc. It’s no wonder that when we talk about women empowerment, images of Kiran bedi and Latika Saran seem to cloud our minds, but there are many who wage battles with their daily chores to win wars.

We are more inclined to things that are driven by fantasy and glamour, we raise hue and cry when Sania Mirza moves her ATP ranking towards top 50, but we don’t share the same space for child abuse or flesh trade. Having said this, UN report indicates for every 46 minutes a girl is trafficked in our country. Celebrity’s marriage and vogue keeps us in bay over the graving problem that has left many young women depressed.

According to NCRB, 1 in every 2 women faces domestic violence either psychologically or physically. We have several NGO’s and women self groups organizing events on paper and filling their accounts in Cayman Islands. On the other hand we don’t appreciate things that are happening around us. We spend a fortune in bio/autobiographies of Sunita Williams and Indira Nooyi but we neglect unwritten sagas in our life.

In spite of all tiffs with our sister, she will still shed tears when we’re hurt; our granny’s who love to tell stories umpteen number of times; the better half who keeps tab about the diet of her partner; or the caring mother who relocates her pelvic bones to bring us to this planet, with a staggering pain, she manages a smile. We fail to acknowledge the valiant efforts of these women. Let’s strive to salute these unsung legends on this blissful occasion-March 8 Happy Women’s Day.

Venira iravugal !!!

Each day has its own recipe with a mix of joy & sorrow, adding a rich blend of excitement. Last Friday, indeed had some spice to it. My appointment with the dentist!!!
White coats matching ceramic tiles and a strong antiseptic odor sends down a chill down my spine. My affair with appliance (that’s how they call braces) makes me sullen. Shear pain on my incisors left me no choice, but to take this sickening exercise again. Against all odds, I made myself available for the appointment.

Hardly there was anyone in the clinic and I had to ring the bell (in fact I was toying with it). To my surprise a smart young girl stood at the doorstep with her arms crossed. She was wearing pink sandals in accord with her wrist watch. She was holding, sorry !! Hugging a book on Oral pathology (wish I was d book...)

Me: Doc??

Girl: mela poi utkaarunga , amma varu vaanga ..

The clinic was small but still it showcased all threatening equipments that make you feel bleak. With huffs and puffs there came a lady with a blissful smile, OMG!! She could have made a perfect mother for horlicks ad.

Doc: hmm.. so what do we have today??

Me: when I drink something cold, my teeth aches

Doc: with her tongs, she was examining my mouth
Holy crap... you have loads of calculus covering your teeth!!

Doc: your stain rate is quite high.

(I could barely speak because of these creepy instruments sitting in my mouth)

Me: how much?? Ah… Stain rate??

Doc: 3.5

Me: oh .. is that bad ?? what s the max.??

D: 3 .

M: ???

D: Smoking ?? Pan masala ??

M: (Great!! That’s the last thing I wanted..) Nooooh..

D: Let’s see... A bad brushing technique can cost u this..

Scaling can fix this.. It needs three sittings with each costing around 350 bucks..
(PS: Scaling means removal of scales .. cleaning the teeth…)

An ultrasonic device was creating a cacophonous atmosphere with its piezo crystal (Engineering physics..) humming an ultrasonic tune on my teeth.

In spite of this, a musical note was trying to guise this erratic sense; it was the cell phone ring tone…

D: I gotta take this !! Anu !!! Anuuu!!! Inga vaa…

Anu: I ve got my internals tom! ma !!

D: Sheela aunty s calling and its about the new flat !! jus tell him the proper technique to brush.. his mouth is laden with scales just like winter snow..

(By now Doc. was running with her phone sandwiched between her ear and shoulder, with her hands stripping her gloves and apron. Anu moved swiftly to get a brush and she was getting ready like Ms.Granger to cast her spell. That was the first time I saw her eyes, by now I know I was falling into a deep abyss, words from her mouth was like spell drawing me closer to her. Peppermint flavor seems to float around, gestures from her hands was creating a eidolon )

A: are you here ?? naan solradu puriyalaya ?? (It took me a moment to realize that she was shouting at me … )

M: m m sr sry !!! I was wondering what brush I should get … (Concealing my stupidity)

She gave a mischievous smile acknowledging my sheepish nature..

A: come tomorrow.. I ll tell …

I know i ve started to develop a fetish towards dentists,

soon oral pathology book caught my eyes---hope my wish comes true !!!

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Look who's patriotic !!!!

Very few things can be as thrilling as watching a movie in a cinema hall!After a long week's tiring routine, I was awaiting for this.In spite of me arriving early to the cinema hall, I could find a serpent queue for getting the tickets, cursed myself for not booking in advance!!!!! Contrary to all expectations, I managed to get one.
By now, the hall was buzzing with crowd. people were annoyed by the security measures,probably they frisked us better than our airports and railway stations.
In advent of multiplexes, the luxury level has shored up along with the ticket price.One can see the state of art infrastructure & traditional methods becoming obsolete.Each screen was furnished in different theme!!!
Tinge of excitement crept me,with the maroon theme along with an aroma perfume.Little children were jumping in joy once they saw the 'SMURFS' hoarding;a guy was ,making a brief foray to appease his girl;a bunch of pranksters trying all means to seek the crowds attention.No place on earth can give you all the emotions together.Finally it was time to enter the hall!!!
It was pitch black inside with LEDs guiding us. We even had someone to help us to our seats.There was a series of silk saree commercials lined up to test your patience.Finally, we had a censor certificate coming alive on the screen for our NATIONAL ANTHEM.
Despite asking us to raise fro it , no one in the hall did (it includes myself ). The best part is it was performed by a group of physically challenged , sorry !!! differently abled children.The entire performance was set in a slight sepia tone with a small school girl running down to join her school's morning prayer.It was a stunning performance from them,which literally made me raise from my seat.By now,half the theater was murmuring the anthem.
To be frank, it was not the patriotic feeling that made me raise.I felt totally embarrassed.We are stepping on to our 65 th year of independence ,we exchange messages; post on walls; tweet every second;never forget to put a dumb update on facebook.. but we fail to pay the least respect our nation deserves.

PS: the entire theater was on the feet when the hero's name appeared on the screen with extra special effects !!!!!

Dial L for LOVE

This is a statutory warning like those u would find in your cigarette packets, but this content can rip your rip heart and pull out your brains,if you have so.
yup this s about the guy/gal who lost themselves in a bizarre world called LOVE

Before moving to the sad part of it, lets flip through ages to find what exactly is LOVE.
Some say it is.. it is.. "

its a feeling never before

"

Some say "its a myth"
Researchers and scientists .. " hormonal rush"
Some( like me) say .. " fucking bull shit"


It all started between Adam and Eve and continues to grow from the umbilical cord of her, transferring to ages. when and how is it suppose to start, perhaps this is not an epidemic to trace out its origin and route.Lets say it begins,when a boy meets a girl or vice-verse (or) when a girl bumps over a guy ;does it start when a guy keeps looking the same girl(or)when the girl winks @ him.

In the process of finding your guy/girl we often end up @ the wrong place @ correct time.
" i like being wid u, it feels so secured "

yup, its all over dude, Cupid has blessed you with serious shit. you ll find the dullest songs to be so romantic and driving you crazy. It can make you scribble like this too...

On the contrary ,scientists say that if you are in love , then you are less prone to cardiac problem; you become more innovative (dats true, trying all methods to please him/her).Cutting all the crap, what actually happens when the bow from cupid strikes you????
If you find a girl attractive (lets say pleasing) your testosterone shoots up, with your adrenalin doing the rest.estrogen is the culprit for the love venture in women. Women show increased levels of hormonal activity, but men tend to express more.If this chemical war (dopamine, nor-epinephrine etc)happens simultaneously between them

Cupid : Now, i pronounce you both as LOVERS..

lets start digging the grave mate!!!

Once you are separated, you find your clock tick slower, junkies taking a toll on you.Dull matches and sporty wears that your guy loved; chocolates,lip gloss and the perfumes ( Blue Lady!!) adored by your gal, will go into your safes shelving your valuables!!!
Men find the best way to overcome this is to find a BAR( guys become men at the end of all dis shit) but women confide themselves with their so called friends crying & occasionally worrying about the heavy make up.

Here comes the best part, women tend to recover quite easily from all this, with their sorrow vanishing in thin air ( just like the Potters with a magic wand)

So what does men finally 've/say ....

" FUCK U BITCH .... "

There s always a ray of hope.......

something unique

Winter placing flowers as a sign of proposing to me...
        cool breeze hugging me to accept her
Showers of rain kissing my lips when i gave a sigh...
        when she made love with me ...
I was.. i .. was soaked..

     ENJOY THE RAIN

 

dats how i felt wen i saw her.........

I always believe in miracles and phrases like “we are meant to be” ….  My heart always seems to skip a beat, when I start thinking about finding the one you’ve been longing for….  I m trying to find if I’ve been suffering from any auditory hallucinations,  but I cud still hear symphonies which neither Mozart  or rahman  would’ve dreamed …. I know all this happened when I saw her …

                I can’t stop me from doing this; I could feel something churning in my stomach... her chestnut colored hair dancing to my whistle. Oh my God!!!! I didn’t know I could whistle until I saw her. I was staring into her eyes; someone has 2 stop me from composing a ballad for her (I m neither Keats nor Frost to do this!). 

              CANT WAIT 2 SEE HER AGAIN>>>>>>>