A Tough DECISION

Today I wanted to write about something, but did not have enough examples to substantiate my opinion so I decided to drop the topic. The itch to write was still there, so I started thinking about things that I could write about. Environment was a pretty good contender but I had missed the opportunity by almost a week, the Environment Day was on 5th of june and half of the world was busy writing something or the other about environmental protection that day. Moreover I felt ashamed of the fact that I had not planted even a single tree myself,whats the point in motivating others. I dropped the idea. It was Birsa Munda’s 115th death anniversary a few days ago,so I started writing about him. To my dismay I could not write more than a hundred words about him. Most the information that I could share was already in the news or wikipedia. As I could not pay him proper respects I decided to abandon this topic too. It would have been pointless to hover about the theme saying he was a ‘Santhal Rebel’ and a ‘martyr’. Everyone knows about it. Almost everyone. I am pretty sure. The way an idea gives birth another is really interesting. While I was pondering about Birsa Munda, his statue flashed in my memory, I had seen that statue several times on my way to school. It was a established to commemorate his sarifice for the nation. Suddenly I realised I could write about the great things that are available in my home town, Giridih. I started recollecting the names of all great men who were associated with Giridih. It was an enriching experience. It was like looking out for my own roots, almost Like BOURNE ULTIMATUM. The Harappans used to buy zinc from this region to convert copper into brass. 20 out of 24 Jain Tirthankaras have attained Moksha in Parasnath hills of Giridih. Later day great personalities have also lived here. Rabindranath tagore wrote his “Shivaji Utsav” while residing in Giridih, his house “Dawasika Bhawan” is still there. Sir J.C.Bose spent his last days in giridih while on the contrary Satyajit Ray spent his childhood in  Giridih. His hangover of this small town was so strong that one of his characters in his science fiction novels was made a resident of this town. His name was professor “Shonku” I hope I am not mistaken. I decided to leave this topic because of reasons that I have not discussed yet. The kind of image the reader would have conceptualized would have been far from true in the absence of proper photographs. The house of Rabindranath Tagore is ruined, school named after J.C.Bose is in tatters, there is not trace of Satyajit Ray in any form whether in culture or in writings,one of the oldest municipalities of India now has tons of muck infront of it. The apathy clearly visible. The sacred Parasnath Hills are infested with ‘Maoists’. Non-Violence is least expected there. It was not proper to make a flowery image of a far away land. Nor was it correct to say ill about something without any proof. the bottomline, I left this topic. Finally in lack of any option I decided to try my hands at creative writing. I thought of writing an essay with every sentence having only five words. Every sentence with five words. It was really very difficult. But I tried real hard. I was a bit successful. But repetition made it boring. The readers would have quit. Much before finishing the paragraph. I wanted them to read it. To make it interesting I couldn’t find any better way than to use longer sentences,with a few commas; a semi colon and finally a full stop. This was not strong enough to hold the readers so I decided to use words like bumfoozle,bamboozle and bimbo, they all have different tones and they strike a chord with the funny bones. I felt quite successful in my endeavour but on reading other’s blogs, I decided not to write again. The world is full of creative,intelligent and funny people,painfully some are a combination  of all these in one. I am not good enough to write and so I won’t write. It was a difficult decision but before I could notice I had finished writing almost 700 words.

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Delhi-ism

Once ‘Bihari’ meant ‘a fool’ in Delhi and that was the time when I came to delhi. Although, Bihar is a full fledged state with a historical past and bright culture, it had a very different connotation in Delhi. Probably it was because of the labourers who came to Delhi out of pauperism were unable to retaliate to the mockery. Instead of digging deep into the culture and history of a far away land an average delhiite prefers stereotyping. I always had to clarify that Jharkhand is not Bihar. The focus of Delhi has now shifted from Bihari, or Madrasi, to Chinki, and the North-Easterners are now facing the brunt. Nido Taniyam lost his life because of his unconventional hair style, a girl was molested at DU metro station I don’t know why, an ex-army man and his wife were beaten in their apartment in Munrika. All this happened, not because there is anything wrong in the north easterners, its because of lack of ability to accept something different.
Delhi has its own composite culture but I think it should be a little more accomodative and less sterotyping. Every outsider has to acclimatise to Delhi’s mannerisms. Shouldn’t then Delhi be a bit more flexible? In the next paragraph I would like to point out some of the Delhisms-i.e. things that you are going to find commonly in delhi but they may be a rarity elsewhere.

1. Mutter paneer chowmein- I bet even Xi Jinping didn’t know about it, until he visited Delhi. People love cheeze here,so they put it in everything from dosas to chole-bhature.
2. Socks with sandals- Its not a faux pas in Delhi,its rather a fashion statement. Some prefer white socks under black sandals. Isn’t that some style statement. The fashion police here beats to death a boy with an uneven haircut.
3. Seedha-Ulta haath: Right hand is straight hand and left one is inverted hand( or wrong hand according to some) in Delhi. If thats not enough, we have many other misleading directions here
4. Takkar pe=at the point of strike or at the site of hit…but in Delhi it means an intersection.
5. saath me= with, but here it means by the side of something
6. Laal batti= red light, in delhi it means all the three colors of traffic signal, imagine telling a bus driver” take a right turn, when you see a red light”
7. Then there is a special diction here, bulb is balab, park is parak, red is rad, bed is bad… definitely the accent is as dead as “Dad” here.

Now lets suppose an outsider asks a Delhiite for directions to the nearest eatery, he would get direction somewhat like this:

Walk “with” the trees, soon you will reach a “hitting spot”, take a turn to the side of your “wrong/inverted hand” after walking for a few “saconds” you will find a “rad light”, you can eat “mutter paneer chowmein” there.
Just think what would happen to someone who doesn’t know hindi well- a North Easterner or a South-Indian, they become a reverse laughing stock here.

Please Delhi please! Before making fun of someone, always remember ” Big brother is watching you”.

EVES teasing

This evening I went for a walk, I mean there’s nothing so special about going for a walk in the evening. But, it is Thursday and tickets are cheaper in PVR Priya on Thursdays. And as usual students flock in on Thursdays to watch the recent release. Whilst I was on the way towards the Cinema Hall, evening show was over and suddenly the road was full of people. A group of five or six girls were coming from the other side,they were talking about the ‘Bua’ of Kapil Sharma and her pet dialogue “kaun hai ye aadmi?” (who is this man?) suddenly they turned towards me a shouted “ye hai wo aadmi!” (this is the man)

The girls were probably from JNU. I just want to ask them a simple question ,what happens to you people when you are in a group?  I mean everyone talks about “Eve-Teasing” and the problem that it creates in lives of girls. Those girls must be aware about it. They could have set a better example while on their way. To me they were no different than roadside loafers who pass cat calls on girls!  Shouldn’t teasing be gender neutral? Is there anything called Adam teasing? anyone heard about it? anyone!!

 

THIS IS NOT SERIOUS!! I really liked they way they leered at me….woooo