Life Trash

I was on a work trip from Hyderabad (Telangana) to Bhimavaram by train.  Unlike other train journeys, which involve travelling overnight and eventually missing the dropping point due to a good nights sleep, this one was plagued with a co-passengers plagued with bed bugs in Indian Railways, Third AC berths. Yes those blood sucking monsters exist and thrive in Indian Railways! No I am not a senior citizen, writing about a train journey to AP in the 80s / 90's. Its 2017 and already December. Co-passengers : Aunty, Uncle and a boy. Aunty and Uncle on Lower berth. Boy on the middle berth. Me on the middle berth too. Sandwiched between aunty and another interesting player on the top berth. Cursing my luck for not getting any other seat, i decided to try sleeping to wake up fresh. The boy falls asleep, peacefully, snoring away to glory! Some very audible talking by Aunty in Telugu, or some south Indian language continues with Uncle. Seems to be they are in a happy mood, cross ...

I was at work, and some colleagues told me of cancer awareness camp clubbed with a Blood donation camp being organised. I thought of what happened the first time, I went to donate, where the doctor allowed me to donate and it led to awesome amount of dizzy feeling and fainting spell. So I walked in with a scarred psyche, prepared to not donate. Then as people started inviting me (more like asking me ) to donate, I felt like a coward and over selfish! I am happy humans cant smell fear, unlike dogs. They would have smelt how anxious I was and thrown me out anyhow. So getting carried away with the fever of the moment, I took the form and filled it up. After that, it dawned on me the worse part of it all - the needle! The consequent pain and the desire to run away from it all. But another tiny voice said, its the least you can do for someone who is affected with cancer. Tolerate some pain and fatigue and some dizziness. Went there and did it and this time, I did not dare to l...

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I would buy this if I were at home but I take it with oodles of salt at work. It is not for a good reason they say don't mix work with pleasure. This family, is no where joint, feels emotions or anything similar to a normal family. It is a reverie for them. When you happen to break this reverie by saying I want to maintain a work life balance, things will get ugly but eventually will return to normal!

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This is not just a joke! It is commonly used by many bootstrapped organisation till their employees lose their own boots! Don't believe me yet? Let's look at where Apple makes most of its products? No prizes for all those saying China. Those amazing i - phones/pads/watches/ pods/Macs are all made in China! Advisory: Staff will eventually grow wings and fly away to greener pastures sooner than later.

Blessed are the days, when you are Young and Naive! Age 19: Psychology is so cool. You don't need to mug it up. You just happen to have stored in long term memory, all Freudian concepts, involuntarily, by the time you finish graduation. You think, it is such a perfect vocational course. The only one in humanities that makes you job ready! Go on laugh now, I know what you are thinking! I couldn't help it either. Like I said, blessed are those days, when you were young and naive. Age 22: Getting in those prestigious Hospitals specializing in mental health seems ridiculously competitive. You wonder if you have a chance against the remaining 9,99,999 applicants to MA Psychology. Age 25: MA in Psychology seems to have turned your clear milk like mind into curd! Clearly not what you had expected, after having invested 5 bloody years into college education! You cannot seem to understand how saving the mental equilibrium of others is a reliable livelihood source, considering, it ...

Madikeri in Coorg offers respite from the noise, pollution, concrete jungle that is Bangalore. How to reach (budget options) :   KSRTC buses: Helpful for those on a shoe string budget. Read the next option, if buses flying down pin bend turns, makes you queasy.   Indian Rail : If travelling at midnight does not make you squeal like crazy or look behind your back, every nano second then opt for a passenger train. Starts at Bangalore City Junction at 12 a.m  to reach Mysore. You can pray the scheduled arrival time gets delayed, like me, it happens to be 04.00 am. Praying for such delays doesn't work though! If you sleep like a log, don't worry, the porters and tea sellers will ensure you wake up after the train is deserted. Hop on to a bus headed towards Madikeri, from Mysore Bus Stand (1 k.m from Mysore Railway Station). Coorg the land of Coffee, spices and oranges lies two and a half hours away. Destination: Shanti Estate, Madikeri  In two hours and f...

All ye food lovers from Delhi are some of you wondering why the hell are your taste buds have got south indianised post Bangalore venture then i think OOTY Chocolates will just change your mind. They are homemade and bloody fresh! Its this small INDIAN shop which has choclates in all falvours taht you can think of but havent seen offered by Cadbury, i tried the rum and raisin which costs Rs.500 per kg! phew !! Well dont be dismayed by the cost as it jsut macthed up much better than Cadbury's rum and raisin. And the best part is i could taste the rum! One of the shops is in Mosque road, indira nagar and at Kormangala And finally for those who leave the green spots more than the maniac malls at MG or whatever road then you can go to Lalbagh the most greenest and lanscpaed beautiful areas with huge trees, a rose garden and bonzai garden and a glass house with lots of places to get up close to that lover of yours on weekdays!. And be socially responsible -dont get naked out there!

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" From the farm to the fork" the story unfolds to gripping disturbing climax. Book review- Raj Patel’s Stuffed and starved A book that is not to be trusted simply by its non flashy cover. A book so well written about food that it initiates self introspection about how we never question some of the basic things in life like why have started eating cauliflower even in the winters when its used to be available only during the summers! Or why is mommy and dady now purchasing groceries from that mall by burning 1 litre of gas when they used to buy the same from the local grocery shop earlier when we were kids? Patel has made a non fiction book so curiously unlike a work of non fiction which ends up boring and not worth perusing once put down. Replete with examples from around the globe on movements trying to put this huge agroindustry accountable for its deeds the book simply talks about food. Its not a foodie’s delight but a nightmare which maybe every foodie might have conscious...

If life is bitch then are we supposed to be dogs? Why did the intelligent beings make such proverbs? and why do we have to always take decisions which concern our life with the utmost concern for all others who might get affected by that decision? Well ,some of you might be thinking because man is a social animal you numbskull! Sorry but ibeg to differ, consider the following situations when bargaining for a better pay don’t we generate competition among our siblings? Why don’t we then consider the social harms? But that is money so everything is fine in one’s pursuit of money-individualism is key mantra of today but why do we have to have the consensus and good will of all other miniscule creatures as we try to obliterate all obstacles littering our path to Haven? Why is it so difficult to scale the unseen barriers and walls created by the most selfish in our society? for doing something which brings happiness in the smallest and the most direct ways? Who is to be trusted ...

There is no one complete way to describe the events that happened today on my 2nd last day in Mumbai. The weird fast impersonal life of Mumbai. Things like stone and mud thrown in at me inside a cab in a not so weird hour of the afternoon, followed by immoral umbrella bottoms trying landing on my head scaring my wits out of my head and to put the icing on the cake to be witness to watching a weird psychotic break down of my room mate of 1 and half weeks who told me in her fever induced delirium : she wanted to go up there to God! Some days just start on the wrong side of the bed and we are just left wondering how and why did any of this days events were even executed with myself as the pawn to add taste to the witch's mixture. And as i have just started enjoying the feeling of being unemployed such happenings only add misery. Is someone listening?

I am not a bird watcher I love birds however But i am not at all enthusiastic about watching birds on a hot weekend afternoon just because the goon in my office want to send me there to make a fried omelet of me So i am tempted to call flamingoes fuking flamingoes just because i had to slog it out though i had planned to see them when i came to Mumbai but today i think i saw 3000 of them .....looking like pink litter on brown dirt! spread around in the mangroves of Sewri in mumbai, Just then the litter seemed to move towards the right when a human being skiing on a wooden plank by one foot and one hand went to make a catch of the crabs in marshy soil. Hell a normal person wouldnt even dream of setting a foot on this quick sand like soil leave alone going crab hunting, i guess its money that can make someone go to various levels of rsik taking behaviours.

A simple seed in the beginning. A small shoot raises its head from the womb of the moist and soft earth. You see tiny, curled leaves still shy of the air waiting to be showered by the encompassing sun to open their eyes to see the world on top of mama earth. Then it grows painstakingly slow as various predators play with its various parts at multiple points of time. One final day after god knows how many years My Mango Tree become strong and hard to deal with every blow given by a human hand except to the part on top where its still soft and tender! Then come summer and tiny and cute baby mangoes start coming out of nowhere, dancing to every move of the winds, swaying themselves like a dancer to the tune of rhythm -a site that is more captivating than any car made by jagaur. I hang out of my bathroom from the fourth floor, tempted by its wealth that has become ripe with every passing day and beg the Lord to just let me loot one of its numerous, tender, smooth, curvaceous fruits! And ...

When India became a democratic country and every body got this birth right to speak anything that was on thier minds the forefathers didnot realise that beyond a certain extent whatever is said will be crap! That is what i think is happening to people in NGOs today. They make a hue and cry over any darned thing that doesnt fit into their fantasy world. It starts with just a plain cribbing over a particular issue about which they cant do anything actually that can be called concrete! Then from their they issue orders to subordinates to collect info on the same so that they can pour over it and waste taxpayers money in various un imaginable forms. Finaly the government is coaxed to give a bit of attention the buckets of crap that is put infront of it by these NGOs and pass an line them in queue for potential discussion of mitigation of the crap especially since of these people of come out as the front line guards for environment conservation. Take the forest right act of 2007. Opposition...

The experienced hot shot : climate change is essential! Its going to ruin the entire future! (AND MY STOCK EXCHANGE MONEY) The lowly subordinate : yeah sure sir you bet we agree on that-climate change is going to have a diverse impact on livelihoods. The experienced hot shot : (irritated) ah well do whatever you were asked to do this morning and don’t forget to book my flight by business class and don’t forget to mention that airconditioned luxury car in our UNDP budget for climate change project. The lowly subordinate : Well if I may ask……why do ‘we’ want an AC car sir? The experienced hot shot : arrrrrrrrrrrrrrh growls, scowls and many ageing frowns later—have you ever understood the term; using for future investment {from a funder’s money}? Do you want to take that expense of the Mercedes C class from your salary? The lowly subordinate: ah well! (Gulp) now that you have made crystal clear I don’t think Sir there is anything left in the grey area but d...

This year Mahashivratri- the most famous hindu festival that involves praising the Lord of Death- Lord Shiva, was different for me. Unlike most of the past years where I used to sit at home enjoy the holiday from school or work this year I celebrated it by doing something which was not entirely expected even by my great grandmother had she been alive today or by many other devotees or even my mom who pestered me to offer atleast milk to the great divine. In contrast and oblivious to her demands I was forced to join my office team and a truck load of some 80 volunteers from all walks of life at Borivalli national park or what some of you might know it as the Sanjay Gandhi national park –the Lungs of the polluted Mumbai city. Spread over 8 kms this beautiful national park is home to the shy leopard who loves to dine on humans every now and then but does it an a way that puts its life in danger as humans have this habit of poisoning every potential species which it sees as thr...