The Fugly Society

Screw the castes that induce cultures, which are formed for the sake of covering their inferiority complex to exceed other caste in some way or other. And these things come out in true form when they do the search for the bride or groom hunt. These bloody people speak everything from helping poor or inter-caste marriages and laud those persons for their guts to break free from this vicious circle.

When it comes to them they won’t do the same thing which they appreciate. All they do is to try to find a better launching pad for career and life in the form of marriage and a secured life for them. Is this the reason people look forward to find another companion.

All these people should watch this Invention of Lying. I have been watching ads in a matrimony, there people’s criteria are weird enuf to get stunned or dumbfounded. I used to read better things in those funny matrimonial e-mails that used to come as forwards.

The new criteria are:

All my family is well educated and is from iits, Harvard and Wharton we are looking for someone in similar lines and good looking. [Wow this whole family has been breeding iitians it seems. Once when they draw the family tree all the fruits and branches will be iits I think. And god damn good looking somebody please define this]

I am a good-looking person, I luv greenery I have passport and driving license and I am ready to fly off. [What are you? All you want to do is escape from the poor back ground of yourself and run away]

My kid has won lot of accolades medals and stood first from the LKG till the end of the career. [What does this criterion meant?]

We hail from a family name of Blah,Blah,Blah. So… Blah blah blah…. We need blah blah blah. [People still living on the name of families. If you have achieved something your name will be enuf rather than ur families.]

Oh my god… Bloody Indian economic basic root is flawed and made everybody to earn money. Now all see money as the high priority one and they think being in IIT IIM or any branded college will help to settle life. They provide knowledge not money when they will understand. Money can’t buy everything [first of all to say this, I should have enough money but I can still say it. That’s the best part of it.]

I don’t know still might be I am offensive this is what I think. Everybody sucks big time. This society sucks real bad. So find a better sucker and settle down. Never try to change anything because it is difficult to stand against.

And stop being stereotypes and make such deals while marrying some one of.

Why Budha took so much drastic decision???

Waiting:

Last weekend was more than a roller coaster ride. It was like eating Pasta made by coconut oil. It was icky when health took back seat and I decided to go on. It started late and my hurried nature made me miss catch the bus near K.R.Puram and made me roam in Bangalore for three hours which would have been cut short to twenty min.

Listening to normal people:

Journey was smooth nothing but few kids taking nature calls at few spots in the duration while I going through some notes of SeO. I usually maintain smile on my face but that was missing on that day. One guy sitting next to me was an MBA and was referring to a book of communication skills and skipped an interview saying that being an intern for 9 months they didn’t inform him prior and he is being interviewed with all new applicants. So, he lost his job and credibility.

And as usual I gave few free suggestions which might have made him feel bad but I gave with an intention to help him. I hope it wouldn’t have hurt him.

Death & Life:

And I reached my destination late as there was a thorough checking on the way to thirumala and everybody carried cigarettes and gutka packets. Then I reached my sister marriage, late. On the way I saw an old man walking suddenly fallen and blood spattered as soon as I stepped on to the thirumala. I was taken back then three accidents in fifteen min. Now I disturbed being late to reach marriage and to witness all these. Then I thought if I was Buddha I would have found a tree and start meditating. Being a twentieth century Indian I just felt sad that’s it.

Sister’s Marriage, a grand event organized nicely and a meeting place for our family which never took an opportunity to meet on happy occasions and only meet at deaths. This was refreshing and all were having kids so except for simple introductions and few interrogating sessions nothing much. Sister was more than happy.

Search for life partners:

Then it started when I went out for something that old man who was fallen was dead and when I came back the event started so all were smiles and happy tunes. Then started playing dumb charades and I being good at having fun so enjoyed a lot and my family was shocked to see that. And eventually I got a match when the dumb charades are over. That is what marriages are meant I think. Meeting and searching for bride and bridegroom.

Favors for family:

Now being early morning marriage all families as soon as the things are over started to cottages to sleep and few for darshan. I still didn’t get it when they come for a marriage why they always plan something else, Weird people. Now getting favors as I am the younger one like lifting a 30kilo kid for someone km on the hill. That was an excruciating painful favor.

Re-Unions suck:

Early in the morning slept for an hour or two then the cycle started again, Now feeling more disturbed with lack of sleep and waking up from a scary dream of falling I was not in a good condition. And I believe in karma. Which helped me recognize my brothers and sisters who met after 12 years like old movies it was a great union, not for me.

Bragging about everything to nothing:

Everybody started lecturing how to live and how to get slim fed up with that took shrine with my sister’s family for some time. And at one point when being a very rare union all were talking about how great our vamsam is. That was unbearable.

Celebrations:

Then left for friends marriage tired, devastated and some hope to have fun. My friend saleem gave a royal treatment for me with ordering separate vegetarian meals at 10.30 by calling his BIL [Brother in law]. Then according to all procedures to follow BIL brushed saleem’s teeth and gave khuran to him. And I slept off in between.

Respect and Food:

Thought of saira banu [Bombay phillum heroin name] but found none. Yesterday saleem had a side kick and a garland around his neck. It gave everybody a non-mistaken identity of groom. Everybody eating chicken and mutton and few of my friends were on the mission to eat. So, most enticing part for many is food at his marriage.

Waiting and Journey:

Then with few more events that were going to close the event. So, we went to bus stop and waited for hours to get a bus and reached back.

Budha had a two day trial something like this he would have become more confused and mad rather than becoming a saint. So do I. that’s wy I neither turned into a preacher and went for a search of knowledge or became insane and started running off.

So lost unable to conclude taking rest today on the next weekend.. :D

I am angry..

The weather is beautiful and with drizzling I felt like I was on cloud nine. I am in a auto going to get my bike back then it happened. The auto wallah started arguing that I gave him wrong address and he stopped some half a kilometer ahead of the destination then I I have deducted twenty from promised one twenty rupees and gave him hundred.

Then he said he won’t accept it and started making a big issue and shouting all derogatory words. And eventually hold my collar and pulled. My surge of anger is known to only few and they still fear it. My grand ma used to say that control your anger and don’t do anything as with my personality I may kill the person.

If he might have asked more politely I might have given more but that was unfair. I hold my tongue saying anything because I wanted to make a difference between a civilized person and an uncivilized guy. Then he almost spitted on me twice. My anger reached such a peak that at least I might have called police but my senses stopped working.

With a outburst of anger I just walked while the guy still shouting all I am left with me was anger and it subsided after thirty minutes.

Now I was thinking what made me stop to react there. Is that my sanity? Or Is that my jane do attitude? Or did I fear about my status in public whom I don’t even know? or did I think that I won’t be able to tackle a guy as I think I am weak? Or Is that I don’t give a damn about such an insect? Or Is that fear that auto wallah’s have big gangs to come and beat me as they know my place? Or I usually don’t care about winning an argument with people of no use was that the reason?

But after waking up also when I remember him handling me rough my blood boils. I know he waits here only near my house at the stand. I am feeling like going and complaining on him to police at the junction or I can hit him properly. But I am not doing that. I don’t have an answer if you ask why?

I need an apology or a proper reason for his behavior yesterday. I made my temper to go calm thinking that he is in some turbulence or frustration. But, I ain’t a saint to understand that I am still suffering from anger. To err is human and if to forgive is divine is true then how can I forgive without being asked for an apology. I stepped aside and took a passive part in the argument even when he went on giving bad words. Why didn’t I hit him… why why whyw whyw.. being normal doesn’t make me anything but turbulence. I am holding my fort tight to stop over flowing of anger on any other person. I am suffering..

Is this the system that made me react like that? Am I being programmed from my childhood to fear rather than to go ahead and take a proper action? When I am in anger no sense of mine works so I usually run away from that state or the situation. But this is still burning inside. What should I do?

I am still anger……….i don’t know what I am looking for by writing this either sympathy or concern or a proper suggestion I still don’t know… I feel like I a dust speck, more fragile.

The DAY it was so much to offer……

I never CHANGE….. Does that mean I never accept change or I never need change..

It was a like droplet on LOTUS LEAF……

It was difficult to talk………..

I am sill whining…… about lot of things…….

I was gazing……

I was moved…..

I had a haircut and a great time at saloon…

I did have a great time spent @AIRTEL showroom in madhapur…and my hello tune rocks

I am single again and I am still confused at this… whether I should cherish or curse for that…..

I used to enjoy solace… now I shop more… :(

Fan got repaired… and got cleaned and shining….

My weight is getting heavy on me….

Arts are always ignored… our priorities in this world are making us dumb……

What else this day has to offer I am waiting…