Posts filed under ‘Human Nature’

Origins of the Indian Caste System: Part – 1


I’m not going to talk about the vices of the caste system nor the oppression that arose from it. I will only be exploring the origins of the caste system. I may probably blog later about the impact of the caste system. I have used Hindu and Indian interchangeably throughout the post because, I haven’t had the time to explore the stratification of society in other religions (it does exist, from whatever little I have read) and most of the philosophical thought in modern India is still influenced by the Hindu philosophy. You are welcome to correct me, if I have taken too much liberty in quoting something not trustworthy or if I have erroneously made assumptions.

Continue Reading February 18, 2010 at 00:30 10 comments

Monkeys On Crack


It was at first, interesting then it became irritating and finally they became irrational like Monkeys on crack. My cerebrum was agitated, as it could not find a fitting category for these new primates.

Continue Reading February 12, 2010 at 01:57 3 comments

Be the change you want see


We can change ourselves and the country. We need not do a full makeover overnight but, small steps each day by every individual would ensure that we see tangible results in the near future.

Continue Reading January 26, 2009 at 04:53 3 comments

The disappearing act!


In my usual style, I have gone completely underground for the past two weeks. I usually do this when I am taking a vacation. But, this time the reasons where a little different (although; vacation was also involved). 


Oct 5 – Oct 10
 The whole week was a mess, hectic and mind numbing. From Monday to Friday, I was busy supporting my current project 24/7 while, transitioning the work to a new vendor (I was supposed to join a new project from Oct-13; because of a screw up). On Friday, I came to know that my current PM screwed up big time and landed me in a gigantic fix. I have been working 24/7 for about a month and he promised me a vacation for 15 days. But, he told my HR that I was available to get scheduled to a new project from 12-Oct. I gave him a big piece of my mind and began negotiations with the NEW PM to get Monday and Tuesday off. I got Monday *whatever, the fuck!*. 

So, the weekend 11,12 and 13 where going to be my vacation days after toiling for 30days working almost 24/7. 

Oct 10 – Oct 13
Vacation time!!! No connectivity 🙂 

I was travelling to Hyderabad and I have found the reason why I am so scared of travelling. 

There was a female in the bus, who got a cute labrador puppy and since; the buses here don’t allow pets she got into an argument with the driver. After, 15minutes the driver gave up and asked her to sit in the last seat of the volvo bus and not let the puppy bark or make weird noices. Well, I am not sure if she had any control on what the pup would do.

The bus, stopped one and a half hour into the journey near a roadside dhaba to facilitate the drivers late dinner and some of the passengers also wanted to get out and stretch their limbs. There was a small girl, who was sitting outside the dhaba along with an old man who was asking for alms. I was silently watching her from the corner of my eye as I lit a cigarette. After getting some beedi in the cigarette shop next to the dhaba, she started asking for alms. 

The lady with the pup, just shooed her away;and went inside to get some warm milk for the pup. Not many bothered to tell her that they did not have any change because they were gobbling down dosas. I was rather upset so, called the small girl and gave a 5 coin. I was half-hoping she would hide it somewhere and get herself some candy or atleast keep it with her. But, she just went straight to the old man and gave him the coin along with the beedis. I hit myself real hard on the head. 
I was, sitting in the bus thinking about this for a couple of hours and then it hit me; the reason, why I hate travelling so much: “Our lives are like sandboxes, secured from outside influences. We are lucky in many ways and when we see or experience something like the above it disturbs our reality making us feel very uncomfortable. And, India has so many such experiences to offer.” I am not being anything here, it was the only explanation that let me sleep that night.

The experience from the previous night was tucked away in a corner of my brain, as my attention was drawn to delicious hyderabadi biryani next afternoon, night and on sunday as well.

Reached Bangalore, afternoon of 13th and was running here and there to get some paperwork out of my way.

Oct 14 – Oct 17
Back to homebase, starting off a new project. Need to get knowledge and settle into the groove. Had, to read a bunch of documentation about the new project. Understanding the team hierarchy. Probing people, to get a feel of ground zero and the work environment. Another chess game! begins 🙂

October 16, 2008 at 17:40 5 comments

Smoking ban! Oh Really????


Here is a word for the media, “Stop!” and more-over, it is not a ban in the true sense of the word. Imagine this, you can’t smoke in office buildings, public places like theaters, bars and shopping complexes but; you can smoke in public parks and on the road. There is something wrong here and doesn’t this bother people?

Continue Reading October 3, 2008 at 18:58 4 comments

The moribund reality…


When, out of uttermost hopelessness — a miracle beyond the power of belief — will the light of hope dawn? A lonely man folds his hands and speaks: “God be merciful to thy poor soul, my friend, my Motherland!”

Continue Reading September 22, 2008 at 14:55 14 comments

Religious vocabulary


Something, is definitely fucked up! when you talk about religion and terrorism in the same sentence. So, let’s get somethings right shall we? Let us not add more fuel to the already burning pyre of Indian diversity and religious tolerance.

Continue Reading September 16, 2008 at 07:16 8 comments

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