Indian Marriage : A Business Perspective

On eve of an ordinary Sunday a boy was born to a middle class couple in Latur. On knowing that it's a boy father was so happy that he himself declared that I wil send my son to Pune for studying( all this without asking son what he wants). So mission Pune began on first day/eve of boy's life.  On other hand a girl was born to some middle class family on same eve in some nearby town. Not so happy father declared " mazya porila me degree paryant shikavnar " ( God knows what does this degree mean to people some mahatma told Indians that we should also send our girls to school but that person did not elaborate on what should girls do after school or college that question is still unanswered). Finally that girl's journey till  that piece of paper began on that eve. There was another difference in two situations boy's family treated him as asset but girl's family treated her as liability. Till......
                          After nearly 24 years both families realised that their child is now eligible for marriage( i.e. Has become fuckable). Girl's family was anxious whether our liability will be accepted with pleasure for whole life and boy's family was eager to get a good return on their 24 years of investment in terms of a good looking doll who can deliver (babies) well and give these old fuckers a good service. So after lot of sight seeing boy settled on to this same girl(above mentioned) and finally this big family drama called marriage started. 
          Well this drama has some criterias to satisfy, Girl has to atleast deliver something (as early as possible) . Her mom rather forces her to get fucked and deliver a baby because until a baby is born boy's parents stand a good chance to tell that girl to fuck off from here on proof of not so good behaviour. I still cant understand what actually happens to boy's family after someone comes out of that girl . Suddenly that girl has a different value in that house. I dont why but boy's family starts treating that someone from girl's womb as an asset and that girl as a derivative based on that asset. And meanwhile girls family is now completely relaxed because 99 percent chances of their girl getting kicked out from house are now nullified. So their liability is zero now. On other side girl has to be ready to deliver in coming years that to ASAP ( in most cases). So now all comes back to basics i.e. Fucking. Now there may be some disturbance because of that newborn someone but there is easier way to nullify this disturbance send that someone to his/her grandma n grandpa and start fucking else that couple will have to wait till this someone sleeps. All this can get tuff in rural area because many times you dont have closed rooms because there is another drama called Joint family is going on. So these hardworking (hardfucking) couples have to be silent and have to master the art of fucking with no secrecy. Still we Indians are really good at this. And after some years of hardwork couple stops and gets serious for some time and just when they are on verge of getting happy they realise that their someone is fuckable now and same chakkar repeats and scoreboard keeps ticking!!

He and She

I met him 4 years ago, he was preparing for an exam. Not so serious about the studies . Just doing it for the sake of doing it. He asked me Bhaiyya what should i do after 12th? IT? Now whenever someone asks this question to me my first question is whether you really want to do it? Please dont do it just because thousand others are doing it. I said no. Dont go for IT just try some core branches, you can later switch to IT if you want. As expected he took my words casually. Looking at his attitude i never felt that he will get any good marks and i was right , he didnt get good marks. Now he wanted to go away from this all so requested his dad to pay some donations and get him admission. His dad refused to and forced him to repeat the same things and give another try at exams. When i met him next time he had already given his second attempt at exam and had failed again to get good marks. But his problem was not about marks it was about why did his dad refused for donations at first place? Now this guy is cursing his dad for this...and still curses his dad.

             I met her 4 years back, she was also preparing for an exam. Just out of curiosity i enquired about her marks to my uncle(her dad). Though marks were not good enough she did not seem to show that on her face. What i could see was her excitement to study and try to get marks. He asked me same question "shall i go for IT after 12 ?" now this time dont know why but i said yes to her directly. She herself started telling me that " i know it hard to do it, i know my limitations as being from a small town i need to put in more efforts but i will do it, surely i want to do it." i smiled and said ok baba go for it. Next time i met her after 4 years, i was shocked to see her. She had a 1 yead old baby in her hand, baby was crying to death and she was trying to calm baby down, while doing that aradous task she looked at me and smiled. I could not smile because i just did have any idea of what had happened. Then i got to know that she married 2 years ago, her husband is shopkeeper. She seemed happy but what i was recalling was a bubbly girl who was ready to have a go at IT and she was now suddenly nowhere with a child to eat all her time. I asked her why? Why did you marry so early? She said " dad was worried about my marriage, he thought i will get a good husband only untill i am young and FRESH. " what rubbish i said. But she was telling all this with a smiling face. No anger what so ever about what happened...she was prepared for it, aware of financial conditions of her parents she accepted it all and now was ready to take all responsibilities of her own child. " me nahi shikale tar kay zala me mazya mulala shikven" she said jokingly. Now i was in state whether to laugh or not i just smiled and came back home.
                  You might be wondering why this happens with girls ? Well the bigger questions is how do they always manage to cope up with it? God knows how she was so matured to accept it all and that boy was not. Is it because girls are more potential than boys they get so much of troubles in life? From Where does that power to accept comes? Still finding the answer but could never get it.
(this is not fiction , these incidences i have personally witnessed and the article format is inspired from article in a news paper)

India : a story of two girls

India is a country which is always in discussion for many reasons but those reasons always revolve around two girls. Mumbai and Dilli. Whatever the hell may happen to other girls in the country but these two girls always manage to take away all the glamour.

Legend goes that Dilli was elder to Mumbai. So all the workload used to be on her alone. Everyone was astonished to see Dilli's beauty and the power she had. Everyone wanted to grab her. People always thought one who can control her can control India.  Out of this illusion lot many people came to propose her. Many tried to force her but she was tuff. Only some people like mughals managed to control her for long , may be because they loved her. She also accepted their love. But her beauty and power was making others jealous and angry. So some people came and tried to take away the power from her. For that they needed an equally eligible and beautiful girl who can bear it all. But no one could find a single such girl in whole country. So these portuguese tried a master trick. They created an illusion of a beautiful girl and named her Bom bia. People started wondering what is this Bom bia. Then some asked the local guys there and locals told them that we call her Mumbai. English called Bom bia as Bombay, some got confused with Bombay and mumbai and called her Bumbai. Now problem was this new chick in the town had cought everyone's attention. So where did she come from? Some said that Mumbai was actually divided in seven parts and these portuguese did some black magic and created her. Whatever it may be but this illusion was a reality now. Everyone wanted to see how this girl looks like. Everyone found it different. Some people came to her and started dreaming about her. When they realised their dream they called her Girl of Dreams. This illusion became so real that it tried to challenge Dilli. Dilli which watching it all so calmly never complained about her. She was testing Mumbai's patience. Dilli new that this love given by people is bound to take away something. Afterall she had experienced that for centuries and Mumbai was just a new girl on the chart. One day a guy from outskirts who was also in love with Mumbai, got wary that he would not get her and decided to destroy her. That day he gave 13 wounds to her. He ran away but Mumbai was shattered. She had her first nightmare. Her confidence went down. She was so frightened that she refused to walk again. Everyone thought that this lovely illusion is going to end now. Mumbai went to Dilli and expressed her sorrow. Dilli smiled and said I have experienced this for centuries, this is your first. Dilli tried convince her " look you have to bear in mind that you will get both love and wounds of it. It's your decision whether to walk again or not. You have to decide whether your apetite for love is greater than your fear. " that day Mumbai took a firm decision that she will never show her fear to the world, all they will see is her lust, apetite that never ends. Some call it the spirit of Mumbai. Whatever you call it but she inherited it from Dilli. Some call it dilwalon ki dilli, some call it Jeevachi mumbai!!!

Sachin a GOD? not really but .....a dreamer

GOD a term which can not really be defined in words, it's a place,thing,person in which we see something extra-ordinary and cant figure out how that happens,works  and we start giving it extra level of attention. Take example of statues, we all know that it is made up of stone or any other metal but still we neglect that truth and try to view that thing with that extra dimension, taking the importance to a different level. Same with the men whom we worship, we hide the truth in mind that those are also made up of flesh and blood and start forming sphere of influence among those personalities which we dont want to break-through and we strengthen that sphere with adding more analogies to it. But what if we do it reverse ...peel that sphere off...remove those analogies and swallow that truth deep inside our heart. Why cant we just accept the truth? The truth that Sachin is a man....
                           Yes he is just a man....but with some seen and lots of unseen efforts to his credit. I dont think it's the success or failure that defines a human's life it is the efforts for survival that matters. Do you really think that a man can fight for so many years for just one thing...i think we as fans have misunderstood him. It is we the fans who are really devaluing his lifelong efforts by giving them the destination of a trophy made of gold. Though it might have added a feather of honour to his cap but his efforts are more worthy than that. We as worshipers have formed a sphere of influence around his efforts with our false analogies that he stayed on field for that trophy made of gold. Is it the truth? Truth is his will to play..his lust to better himself..his hunger to live those priceless moments on field. I am sure if you ask him whether he wants to stop now...he will surely say no...because there is really no destination to life...there are just sojourns...some peaceful shadows that he wanted to enjoy...for which he traveled those paths...those dreams he kept in his mind to reach at those sojourns..his dreams so real ..so powerful that whole world wished for him to complete his dream...did he ever ask us to pray for him?did he ever ask us to dream the same? Did he show us what he dreamed of? then how come we got to know it? But he did one thing..he survived ...he lasted those tough moments ...he went on to tell his mind that "wait there is still life" ...his mind ..his only mate...whom he listened...sometimes went wrong..sometimes correct but no matter what he listened to his mind...the biggest leap of faith that a man takes in his life is to listen to his mind...you know why? because then there is no one to blame....it's the bond of toughest strength that a man can bind in his life...stronger than bonds of blood. He dreamed of those moments so lively that we as his co-travellers started believing his dreams... sometimes we started thinking that this man will stop at this point because his dream seems too far from reach...sometimes we thought that this man has reached his dream...but no...he is a master..he has a mastered the art of dreaming and fulfilling it. He will dream till he sleeps. That is what a human being is entitled to...to dream...to try to reach that dream..thats why for me Sachin is true HUMAN BEING.
                                        He once said that Mahatma Gandhi is timeless inspirator  for him..he must have learnt a thing from him...to dream...Gandhi dreamed of independence...independence for himself...one thing he did for his whole life was that he did it for his own..his own mind...he dreamed of independent India for himself..we as people are just beneficiaries of his dreams..just followers who never understood his dreams. Same is the case with Sachin ...we never understood his dreams...we the BLIND supporters who could not see his dream...and we let him down at every incident when we compare others with him...we make others compete with him when Sachin himself never competed with anyone...we appreciate him and criticize others which he has never done...greatness of this man lies in the fact that when billions around him are comparing him with others he has never done that..he has just listened to his mind...his greatness lies in his dreaming abilities..he dreams so real that we also feel it is real...that's what Gandhi did and now Sachin as his true follower is doing.It is such a league of dreamers who  will always inspire us...and to describe these greats Gulzar has written two beautiful lines...

               जागे है देर तक हमें कुछ देर सोने दो, थोड़ी सी रात और है सुबह तो होने दो

               आधे अधूरे ख्वाब जो पूरे न हो सके , एक बार फिर से नींद में वो ख्वाब बोने दो 

Yudhishtheer, Ganguly And Dhoni

Go back nearly 5000 years back in Indian history(I won't call it Hindu history), people say there happened a war called MAHABHARAT. 5 brave and skillful human beings faught for their revevnge taking alon millions of others for their help...but who remembers those millions or other 4 of those 5. All we remember is the one who was certainly most skilled of them all. The one who we desire to be in life. Yes you are right, Arjun.
But has anyone ever thought that there was one man who was there at every stage of war, after and before war, taking some crutial decisions.People call him Yudhishtheer. Wise, calm and composed even at very harsh situations. Controlling the anger of Bheem, giving confidence to skillful Arjun, pulling out the best from his all legionaries. It was some crucial decisions taken by Yudhishtheer at war, before war and after war that
gave Padavas that glorious victory. But no one cared to write about him, all we know and praise is the bravety and skills of Arjuna and we just forgot Yudhishtheer.
                     Now come back to 2003, we were againg at a virtual war. Difference was there was no blood but certeinly a lot of blood pressure. This time there were 11 Pandavs and one of them was leading them. For all those nearly two months in 2003 everybody praised their ALMIGHTY, Sachin and a lot of them criticised Ganguly for not being in form.Finally when we reached at final stage of the war, people started saying that it was this new ARJUN who made us through to this stage. No doubt this time ARJUN had a large share in victories in small battles but people did not bother to give due credit to their Yudhishtheer, finally we lost him this time too and Ganguly left. And it was just a small bit of praise that he got for his captaincy and then again we came back to our basics i.e. praising our Arjun/Sachin.
            Again in 2011 we are at same stage of war but this time for sure neither Arjun/Sachin nor Yudhishtheer/Dhoni have larger share in victories in battles. But still everybody is praising Arjun/Sachin and forgetting or rather criticising Yudhishtheer/Dhoni. I agree that this time our leader has not given a large contribution in our battles but how can we forget that there were nearly 6 bowlers/soldiers used in every match , each bowler had nearly 3 spells and at least 6x3 = 18 decisions were taken every match by this Yudhishtheer. Using the confidence of mighty and angry Bheem/Yuvraaj, controlling the nuisance of Raina and Kohali, showing enough confidence in soldiers(Zaheer, Munaf,Harbhajan), he has done it all and last but not the least struggling with his own form. But all will get is some nasty comments by CATTLE class Indians. For me he is the perfect example of a person to whom god has not given skills but has given a cool head. Dhoni has managed to get to this level completely with his common-sense and confidence. We have already forgotten two leaders(Yudhishtheer, Ganguly) but this time let's stand behind this unskilled, not so great player but certainly a calm, composed leader and support him.
                   If still all this fiction could not convince my point, then just peep into your corporate lives and look at your leader, you might not have seen him doing some hard-work like we do, but hey he stands behind you makes you work, shows confidence in you, applauses your great work and inspires you to do more work. "In real life there never a CHAMPION there either a good LEADER or a good TEAM-MATE".

Naina

One day while travelling on bike, i was listening to songs, not at all willing to see what was happening around me,  not at listening to sounds of horns , those engines and brakes and silly rikshawala talks and at the very next moment i put my leg on brake with full force, my hand on front brake, bike drifted , engine stopped, that jerk shifted my butt on my bike's petrol tank and ear-ins came out of my ears, opening the way for intrusive horns, engine sounds and a killing silence which was the loudest voice i ever heard. Silence of my heart, which had stopped pumping.
                           In front of my eyes were 2 eyes wrapped inside a burkha. Two eyes, so deep.Two eye-brows,So neat. Two eyes so wide to swallow me to the fullest. Two eyes which had to say something. What was it? fear? No not at all. Then what ? Until i could figure out what those eyes were trying to tell me someone yelled at me "Abe andhala ahes ka?" and i lost my focus. I adjusted my spectacles which were becoming obstacles in way to those eyes. And again my heart started, started like a pump. My ears became active making me hear some really poking words and i came to realty, i started my bike and started moving to avoid listening to  people shouting at me. But in this hurry i lost those eyes. I again inserted those ear-ins in my ears , and those two  nossels started poring the fuel of music in my head..and guess what which song started....Nainaaaaa.
                                  Line by line that song got wrapped around my mind....though i had listened that song thousand times before but this time it was different. Why different? Because this song was describing what just happened to me..Naino ki mat maniyo re...Naino ki mat suniyo....Naina thag lenge. Why would a great poet like Gulzar ever criticize eyes. For centuries poets around the world have spent there lives to describe the beauty of these two biological miracles, to describe how these two small black and white balls show us uncountable colors and what not. Then why would Gulzar criticize them?Why?
                                  And yes  there was some reason to say so....then i remembered those eyes, wrapped in burkha. What was in those? Love ?fear? questions? surprise?hate? Yes all these things were there. Those eyes were pouring drizzle of love, fire of anger and ashes of fear. Really those eyes were doing it all. How can a single thing do all that ? So it was truly said ki Naino ki mat maniyo re...kyunki Naina thag lenge.

                                   And the song continued "bhala manda dekhe na paraya na sanga re ...Naino ko to dasane ka chaska laga re". Truely did it really matter to those eyes who i was...they just stabbed me...straight and deep into heart. Did those eyes really cared who i was? of which cast i was? No...all they did was...just entered straight into my heart. As the song continued i realised more...."Naino ki jubaan pe bharosa nahi aata ...likhat padat na raseed na khata....saari baat hawai re". One thing was sure those eyes had stuck in my mind....i was in love with them....because there was surely some love in those..but how could possibly i say that? Did i have any proof that those eyes had love...who will believe those eyes which i had only seen...did i have any receipt of love...no no..nothing, everything was there but where?....in air? At last i realised that those two thugs had really bullied me.  Naino ne thag liya re baba....finally song finished...i was so happy that those  skillful thugs lied to me and robbed my heart for some time....sweetest robbery...most beautiful thugs...Haay re ye NAINA....

Duniya

When I thought of writing a blog, first question was what should I write? I was listening to a song from Dev D "Duniya" and BAZZINGA!!! I realised that there are 3 of my favourite songs which are written about this "Duniya". 3 great songs, 3 diffferent views, 3 different takes on this gol gol Duniya. So the name "Duniya".


Let's start with the oldest one. Oldest and The BEST. Yeh Duniya song from movie PYAASA. The song comes into picture when the protagonist Vijay is really frustrated by his surroundings. Right from his own brother, his lover, everybody is cursing him and then Vijay starts singing this song. So how will a frustrated poet describe this "Duniya"? When everyone is poking you at every point of time and trying to suppress your passion then you lose your control and start cursing everything. that's what Sahir Ludhiyanvi did and wrote this great song.

Ye mehlo, ye takhto, ye taajo ki duniya,
Ye insaa ke dushman samaajo ki duniya,
Ye daulat ke bhookhe riwaajo ki duniya,
Ye duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain?

Har ek jism ghayal, har ek rooh pyaasi,
Nigaaho mein uljhan, dilo mein udaasi,
Ye duniya hai ya aalam-e-badhawasi,
Ye duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain?

Yahaan ek khilauna hai insaa ki hasti,
Ye basti hai murdaa-parasto ki basti,
Yahaa to jeevan se hai maut sasti,
Ye duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain?

Jawaani bhatakti hai badkaar ban kar,
Jawaa jism sajte hein baazaar ban kar,
Yahaa pyaar hota hai vyapaar ban kar,
Ye duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain?

Ye duniya jahaan aadmi kuch nahi hai,
Wafa kuch nahi, dosti kuch nahi hai,
Yahaan pyaar ki qadr hi kuch nahi hai,
Ye duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain?

Jala do ise, phoonk daalo ye duniya,
Mere saamne se hata lo ye duniya,
Tumhaari hai tum hi sambhaalo ye duniya,
Ye duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hain?


Then comes this BEAST of different kind Piyush Mishra. Well very few people know about him but definitely  a man to be known. 'Gulaal' was the movie which brought this man into limelight. He composed music for this movie, wrote lyrics for the songs and also sang a master piece . Titled 'O ri Duniya'. This song will take you into a different world. It's truly the effect of Piyush Mishra's voice that is really different and a really simple song but made so beautiful by its lyrics and the way it is song. This time also the protagonist of song is frustrated by Duniya Ke Khilwaad but this time protagonist is different , in  a different timeframe and has faced different problems and apparently is focusing on different aspects of Duniya. This is so soulful and intriguing .

Oh ri duniya, Oh ri duniya,
Aye duniya, aye surmayee aankhein ke pyaalo ki duniya oh duniya,
Surmayee aankhein ke pyaalo ki duniya oh duniya,
Satrangi rango gulalo ki duniya oh duniya -2 times

Alsaayi sejo ke phoolon ki duniya oh duniya re,
Angdaayi tode kabootar ki duniya oh duniya re,
Aye karwat le soyi haqeeqat ki duniya oh duniya,
Deewani hoti tabiyat ki duniya oh duniya,
Khwahish mein lipti zaroorat ki duniya oh duniya re,
Heyyy insaan ke sapno ki niyat ki duniya oh duniya,
Oh ri duniya, oh ri duniya, oh ro duniya, oh ri duniya,
Yeh duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hai? – 3 times

Mamta ki bikhri kahani ki duniya oh duniya,
Behno ki siski jawani ki duniya oh duniya,
Adam ke hawwa se rishte ki duniya oh duniya re
Heyyy shayar ke pheenke labzo ki duniya oh duniya,
Ooooo…oooo…hoooo….hooo…ooooooooo…
[Gaalib ke maumin ke khawabo ki duniya,
Majazo ke un inqalabo ki duniya] – 2 times

Faize firako sahir umakhdum meel ki zoku kitabo ki duniya,
Yeh duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hai? – 3 times

Palchin mein baaten chali jaati hai hai,
Palchin mein raaten chali jaati hai hai,
Reh jaata hai jo sawera wo dhoondhe,
Jalta makaan mein basera wo dhoondhe,
Jaisi bachi hai waisi ki waisi, bacha lo yeh duniya,
Apna samajh ke apno ki jaisi utha lo yeh duniya,
Chitput si baaton mein jalne lagegi, sambhalo yeh duniya,
Katpit ke raaton mein palne lagegi, sambhalo yeh duniya,
Oh ri duniya, oh ri duniya, wo kahen hai ki duniya,
Yeh itni nahi hai sitaaro se aage jahan aur bhi hai,
Yeh hum hi nahi hai, wahan aur bhi hai,
Hamari hare k baat hoti wahin hai,
Hume aitraaz nahi hai kahin bhi,
Wo aayi zamil pe sahi hai,
Magar falsafa yeh bigad jaata hai jo,
Wo kehte hai…aalim yeh kehta wahan ishwar hai,
Faazil yeh kehta wahan allah hai,
Kamil yeh kahta hai,
Manzil yeh kehti tab insaan se ki,
Tumhari hai tum hi sambhalo yeh duniya,
Yeh ujde hue chand baasi charago,
Tumhare yeh kale iraado ki duniya,
Ohh ri duniya, oh ri duniya…

Hoo ri duniya…   

 Now comes the third and last but not the least. This comes from the new kid on the chart...Amitabh Bhattacharya. He has written some nasty lyrics but this one is really joyful. "Duniya" song from Dev D is a view of a brainless spoiled boy from Punjab , who is fucked up by this Duniya, and what can such a boy tell about Duniya...he speaks in his regular tone...uses the regular words but still captures the colors of world...so new, so regular writing but still has a lot of meaning and how can you forget Amit Trivedi who give these lyrics  a mind boggling tune and created a refreshing song.

heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
yeh duniya badi gol hai
heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniye duniya
hai isme kitne jhol

galiyon galiyon chappa chappa
aplam chaplam laare lappa
tauba tauba rabba rabba
jee jee jee jee

tola pal mein
pal mein maasa
pol mein choora
pal mein faasa
aagdam tigdam
dekh tamasha
jee jee jee jee

heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
yeh duniya badi gol hai
heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
hai isme kitne jhol
jhol.. tol.. tol.. tol..
tol.. tol.. tol.. tol..

arre aadi tedi
tirchi tirchi
mitti meethi
mirchi mirchi
dikhti asli
lekin farzi
jee jee jee jee

aati jaati
dukke dukke
aankh micholi
chupke chupke
khud mein rehti
niche chupke
jee jee jee jee

heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
yeh duniya badi gol hai
heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
hai isme kitne jhol
jhol.. tol.. tol.. tol..
tol.. tol.. tol.. tol..

tu sula ke bulaye
phir thinga dikhaye
kaise choona lagaye
raama hoo…
pehle loori sunaye
phir horn bajaye
kaise choona lagaye
raama hoo…

na jhatka laga ee..
na khatka laga ee..
bina shore fatka lage ee…
arre bhaiya bhaiya
bhaiya bhaiya
bhaiya bhaiya
arre bhaiya bhaiya
bhaiya bhaiya
hooo…

galiyon galiyon chappa chappa
aplam chaplam laare lappa
tauba tauba rabba rabba
jee jee jee jee

tola pal mein
pal mein maasa
pol mein choora
pal mein faasa
aagdam tigdam
dekh tamasha
jee jee jee jee

heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
yeh duniya badi gol (gol gol gol gol gol)hai
heyy.. duniya…
duniya duniya duniya
hai isme kitne jhol
jhol.. tol.. tol.. tol..
tol.. tol.. tol.. tol..