New Year : New Me

My friends say they look intense, my wife says they are real mischievous. I think my eyes are just black.

Lately I have been hearing a lot more compliments than I have heard in these 26 years. Last 6 months has been eventful and a lot of things around me have changed.

I have got newness in everything I live with. A new house, new relationship, new friends, new furniture, new…….looks….

While the new me is satisfied soul sleeping in own home, but he also wonders how things so changed in last 6 months. How suddenly life is so fresh and lively. I guess its because I have found my friends back.

This New Year will definitely see a new me. Firstly the personal status from Single would change to Married ( which kinda tickles …. ) and then a new work and a new profile challenging my work buds again.

The new me has learnt to cook almost everything under the sun and that to cherishable………Make round chapattis and make perfect cold coffee. Learnt to use the microwave and make chapattis directly on the flame. Makes me proud too….

The new me has a much better forearm : bicep ratio. My forearms measured more earlier :P :P

I shamelessly flaunt a beer belly now which is visible from a distance. Living life at my own pace and with my own interest. Doing what I want to do and finally having a phase in my life where I am enjoying the weekends.

The new me ……….. this new year……. makes me happy.

|| My Earning - My misconception ||

And he drove like a maniac, cutting the lane, trying to overtake a slow moving vehicle and coming right in my eyes, smiling, stylish ….. ready for a head-on collision. I slowed my bike or else he would have crashed into me. Happily he overtook the vehicle and was ready for the next one.

Moral victory ..may be. May be he knew I will be scared by an on-coming vehicle and would slow down. He earned it, he earned the fear in me and was able to pull off an overtake that might not have been possible otherwise.

And what if I had not applied brakes, what if I revved the engine instead, making him realize, “Dude, I ain’t going anywhere”, you entered my lane and you need to get out”. Grrrrrrr...

In that case, either we both would be injured or …. He would have slowed down and dropped the idea of overtaking. Moral victory for me, may be. But I decided not to give him a chance so easy, he wants it, he earns it.

The biker when whizzed past me, would have basked in the glory of an achievement that he pulled off an impressive ..... impossible overtake. But little did he know it wasn’t earned, but gifted. Had I not slowed down, he could have never made it.

And that’s the moral : Not everything that we earn, is our earning. Sometimes the others just let go. Just like that.

And say “ Go Live “ ……

To all them who slowed down and let me overtake and make me sing, “I earned that, YEAH” -- Thanks

To all them whom I let have their overtakes, which they thought they earned …..

:) :) :) --- GO LIVE !!!

No More an ~Angel~

Recently I read in the newspaper how a woman ( with her husband ) was teased on a picnic spot, then followed way back home, dragged by the same two men out of the bus filled with 40 other passengers, sexually assaulted by five more and then left in woods.

The husband was beaten helpless and the passengers ……well they probably read it in the newspaper just like me about the incident.

40 passengers and they didn’t bother stopping 2 unarmed young men who dragged a woman they didn’t even know.

40 passengers and they didn’t help the crying husband who was mercilessly beaten by 7 men later and made to watch.

What the F !

Not just one, I have had seen similar such reports everyday I hold a newspaper. I fail to understand the reason why men do it. Let’s be literal here and understand that God made every man in a manner that they are independent for sexual satisfaction. I mean you have plenty of porn in the market; you can satisfy yourself, why on earth someone would sexually assault an unknown woman for a 15 minute pleasure? I FAIL TO UNDERSTAND

What the F !

I also wanted a death sentence for such psychos and I am absolutely correct for the name. A normal man wouldn’t do it. He just won’t do it.

When I was in graduation, my friends and I were making a website called Delhiblues.com, which was suppose to deal with Delhi’s problems. Women related crime was one big thing we wanted to cover. We started our research and tried collecting as much data as we could. Within two days we dropped the idea. The amount of women related crimes were so much and when we realized what a women went through….we just couldn’t write it.

Recently a woman and her boyfriend were sexually assaulted in Abu Dabhi and the court ordered a punishment of 200 lashes for the women to be with her boy friend, as Islam says a woman can only be with her husband or any family member and at the time of crime, she wasn’t.

I could muster a small laugh and realized, 200 lashes….. will that make her forget what happened? Hasn’t already been done enough to devastate her?

Why doesn’t any men before doing something such heinous bothers thinking about what does it do on that woman. And not just women, girls who haven’t touched puberty, girls who didn’t complete studies, girls who didn’t even go to schools, infants….of few months. Do men even understand what impact it leaves

What kind of bloody Psycho sexually assaults an infant of few months? to your disbelief he did. and so many other do it too….and this would keep happening till the men are not educated by some barbaric and cruel action to teach them and teach them worldwide.

The Supreme Court of India said to be harsh with such Psychos . I say how about hanging them upside down and then lowering them slowly in a pool of crocs. AND THIS BE SHOWN LIVE TO THE ENTIRE COUNTRY. I always felt I am being lenient here. or may be burning alive or may be tied on the crossroads and lynched with stones.

I don’t know…..I have tried harder to come up with something so barbaric that no one on this planet think about assaulting a woman in his wildest dreams.

But I couln’t come up with anything…may be anyone who reads this could tell me a more cruel way to tell them…how cruel they were for their 15 minutes pleasure.

If I could rule this country for one day, I would stab each on them to death…and trust me I would be crueler then they were.


I always wanted to marry a rape victim, I still do.

All I hope and wish …..is that I never find one.