L-H curve

What is easier? Loving somebody or hating? According to me, the latter is. Moreover, i also believe hating comes naturally to us. We don't need an impetus to despise anything. And it's not just about something not agreeing to our constitution causing us to say the following:

"I hate this weather!"

"I hate spicy food."

"I hate you."

OK.

The last quote was stretching it too far. Regardless, isn't it obvious that our species is prone to hatred? It's almost like second nature to us. We may not say it loud—at least not as loud as we'd say that we love something—which on second thought, isn't something we do often either—but hating is natural. On the other hand, loving takes effort. How many times do we express our love to what we indeed love. No wonder we rarely hear the following: 

"I love how luck rolls."

"I love strangers for their kindness."

"I love you." 

Which might explain why there is so much chaos on this planet when we can surely do without. Better still, between hating and loving, indifference appears like a better option, doesn't it?

OK.

The last statement was stretching it too far. 

Pouring names

Muhammad Ali. Tom Cruise. George Bernard Shaw. Ben Affleck. Stephen King. Russell Brand. David Bowie. Warren Buffet. Jim Carrey. Jay Leno. Leonardo DiCaprio. Shania Twain. Al Pacino. Donald Trump. Lana Del Rey. Elton John. Bradley Cooper. Tom Cruise. Robert Downey Jr, Colin Farrell. Malcolm X. James Franco. Che Guevara. Howard Hughes. Naomi Campbell. Vladmir Putin. 50 Cent. Daniel Radcliffe. Bruce Lee. David Beckham. Kafka. Natalie Portman. Hinduja brothers. Frank Zappa. Anthony Hopkins. Abraham Lincoln. Jennifer Lopez. Adolf Hitler. Chris Martin. Akon. Andy Murray. Bruce Willis. Cristiano Ronaldo. Donald Bradman. Eminem. Eric Clapton. Samuel L Jackson. Ewan McGregor. Nietzsche. Gary Oldman. Henry David Thoreau. Tobey Maguire. Isaac Asimov. Mae West. Richard Feynman....

Q: What's common between the above mentioned personalities and me?

A: Teetotalism. Not that it makes me a bigger person but it's good to know that i have a pretty decent company although i can't really call it that yet. 

Sharp attack

Sharks never fall ill. Like never. They are not known for taking sick leave under any circumstance. So much so they are probably the only kind that doesn't succumb to cancer. Isn't that awesomeandsome? They have been around for so long—they predate even grass for the record—that they have learnt how to fight health issues. And how! As a kid, i used to be scared of sharks because of a movie my impressionable mind underwent. But today, i respect them. And it provides me immense relief to acknowledge the disturbing stat that more people are killed because of them consuming sharks than the other way around! Serves the idiots right. Which also makes me respect the fact that Steven Spielberg decided to make a film on them long before it became cool to do so.

Corporate touch

Every passing day, i am learning something new. Something i didn't even bother to sniff earlier. Something i didn't even know existed earlier. Maybe it didn't matter. Now it does. And here i am trying to figure out newer things. It's a healthy phase to be in, not to mention ballbreaking. I am not afraid of failing. Just that i think i'm never going to grow up fast enough to understand how invaluable time is. Nothing can replace time. In the same breath of thought, nothing can replace people who make your time worthwhile either. Valuing both takes practice. 

The conclusions to be drawn are as follow:

• There's no point in planning, especially when you acknowledge the fact that you're not the one who'd continue with a plan in place. 
• Keeping one's mind and eyes open help a lot, particularly when you are in a spot where you are responsible for your mess. 
• Waste time as much as you want but don't blame it on others. 
• Your decisions may be influenced by your environment, both internal as well as external, but when the back of your head hits the pillow, they are solely yours.
• Learn without expecting much in return. Even the smallest of lessons help in the future. For instance, i'm yet to come across someone who types faster than me. Reason: I took typewriting classes during SSC vacation in a room filled with elder girls in salwar-kameez. 
• Respect your seniors at work. They might be younger but they've seen more summers and are superior because of their experience. You can only benefit from their exposure. 
• Get carried away by your passion. It's alright to be crazy about a non-person entity like a company you admired from a distance not so long ago. 
• Paying attention never harmed anyone. Like it didn't harm reading what you just did. Now, did it?

For better or worse

Before i even begin to spiel, my bile has nothing to do with my genitals. 

That clarified, i genuinely believe that the so-called modern women are asking the wrong questions. To make matters worst, they are demanding even wronger answers. At least that seems to be the case in urban India. For some absurd cultural reasons, they have made themselves believe that having the right to wear what they want and use chauvinist words like bhenchod makes them superior, if not equal to whoever they are competing against. 

It doesn't. 

Thanks to misguided priorities, women of today—a growing bunch of them, to be fair—are busy inhaling the wind of change that doesn't exist in the first place. On an individual level, the thinking works for the person concerned. But not without overlooking the obvious factors that fuel this "change" in the country that is predominantly anti-female. The women who can manage to lead a life of their own conveniently forget that the sole reason why they can do so is not because of their attitude but because of their economic prowess. Until and unless they can't come up with the funds—either through earning on their own or leeching their family—they have little or no chance of living it up. 

And that's where the catch lies. 

Girls, while growing up, in our country aren't taught about the importance of money. Even the affluent families prefer to talk numbers with their sons instead of daughters. This pattern, irrespective of where a given Indian family hails from, has led to a cancerous cultural overbearing. Which is why we see more and more shehri women wondering what exactly is meant by emancipation. Which is also why that their modernity forces them to ignore their less privileged counterparts who neither get to wear what they want nor spout the beloved B-word. 

Halves and halves-not

The more you look around you, the more it becomes obvious that we are living in paradoxical times. There's a section of people with scientific temper who want us to believe that global warming is a reality. What they fail to do though is convince the world that the world is going to sink from above, not below. There's going to be rain like never before, not waves of insufferable global heat. A proper washout, if you may. So, even if the aforementioned theory mentione doesn't fit in, what behooves urgency is the lack of dissemination of basic knowledge. Even the ones who know a bit about this and a crumb about that aren't helping the case. Half-knowledge is worse than utter lack of information anyway. Whole-hearted drive along with a certain dose of PR would help make science a bigger cause than it has turned out to be so far. If not, then a theory worth propagating among those who continue to challenge science with as much irrationality as humanly possible. 

Going places

If you look at pigeons, like really look at them, you'll see that they don't belong anywhere. They always have this shiny veneer of an immigrant. As if they just moved in and hate the place so much that they can't keep themselves from shitting on it. We, the generation of immigrants, are a lot like them too except for the part where you flycrap over strangers. But then, that's what people are supposed to do. Move from one place to another. Not get stuck in one geography for the rest of their life presuming it's the best thing that ever happened to their lungs. There's so much more to explore. New places to check out. Newer places to check in. And to feel the difference between the two. Some of us are indeed lucky enough to travel. Being curious species, we often look at birds and wonder why don't they just take off...see the world...learn what lies beyond the hills. Besides, if we don't, who else will? Birds, no matter how wide their wingspan is, obey nature way too much. They have a fixed path to follow. Of course, that doesn't apply to pigeons. They can target whichever head they want.