All politicians are corrupt

Recently I was the listener to a long rant by a "friend", let's call him Jumping Jack. The subject was the Indian elections and obviously he was highly critical of the Indian politicians. He described in gory detail what he'd like to do to all Indian politicians which was neither pleasant nor legal for most parts of it ("round them up and shoot them"). He described what he'd do if he was the PM, the intentions were honorable but the methods... well, let's say Hitler would be smiling in his grave ("castrate all those who spit paan on the roads"). Of course he couldn't name which constituency he was in let alone the candidates of his constituency (gave me the "Abey, have you been listening to me?" look) and said that he was voting for NDA because he was tired of all the Congress BS ("What exactly?" I said "Everything man, you know, everything" he replied).


We had a couple of beers at a cheap bar and then he sped off in his car, ignoring the red lights because "Yaar, it's okay if no one is there at the red light".


Often I think why exactly I want to leave India for at least two years. Well most people have definite answers but for me I have concluded it is a number of factors. The Indian political establishment, Indian politicians or the way things are run here is DEFINITELY not a factor. I used to think it is, but it is not. It is the attitude of people there towards politics. Their knowledge of politics is limited to four words "All politicians are bad". They rant on how they can improve their country but the next minute drop an empty potato chip packet on the road. Their facebook statuses change to vitriolic messages about the government when a terror attack happens but they never bother to exhort their friends to vote for someone like Meera Sanyal. They use the lane markers as if their car is a line follower robot. They just basically ... piss me off.

What would you remember?

Would you remember your awesome CGPA in college? Would you remember the long nights you spent in the office? Would you remember how you were a good functioning member in the society, another brick in the wall for the greater good.

Or would you remember those majestic pyramids in the Peruvian jungles? That night in the bar when you saw the most beautiful girl ever? All those places in the worlds where you lived and imbibed their cultures? Or would you not remember all these, because you feared you would not get the promotion if you took a month off? Because you were cooped up in your room copying facts from your book to complete your assignment? Because you were too afraid to come out from the cocoon you lived in your whole life to live in another land when the opportunity presented itself?

God (and the Flying Spaghetti Monster) knows how some people put themselves to it. Revolve your life around rote cramming in school to get into the top college. Revolve your life around rote cramming studies in college to get the job you want. Revolve your job around unproductive work to get the promotion. Revolve your life around the promotions to get the money. The money! The money that pays for your wife's shopping bills. The wife that your parents selected for you. The money that pays for the mansion that you barely live in. The money that pays for the life that you barely live. Your life always revolves around something that society dictates that your life should revolve around at that point of time in your life. So it revolves and revolves from one thing to another until you are spinning so fast that until you cannot stop. Cannot ponder. Cannot think. You are too far into the vicious cycle that you should have never gotten into and now it's too late to stop.

Me? I'm just an average Joe typing bullcrap.

Hypocrite Hypothesis

The world is full of hypocrites. The world is full of people proclaiming the world is full of hypocrites. Hence, the world is full of hypocrites claiming that the world is full of hypocrites.

I do not know what should I write in a blog. Everybody has a blog, most of them have their blogs reasonably updated. Most blog are all about opinion or life. I am not a very opinionated person. For example if you ask me about the Singur situation, my reply would be simply "Boot that lunatic lady out of Bengal". Of course if I was in a position to do something about the issue, it would be something less dramatic, more practical and definitely wordy-er when put into words.

My life? Well I don't really get the kick out of reading other people's life. Delhi Times bores me so much that despite PYTs being present all over the paper, I just can't stand to open it in the morning. Nor does the life of a corporate lawyer earning 500,000 dollars a year on Wall Street interest me (which last I heard is a really popular blog on the net, apparently). And my life is much, much simpler. When there's college, I usually don't go. On Fridays I eat pizza. On Saturdays I drink beer.
I try and make witty jokes whenever there is a conversion. When I'm bored I watch a movie, read a book or watch TV. My movie and book reviews rarely exceed one paragraph. In evenings I try and go out, run a bit, play some football to give some respite to my ass, sore from sitting on my ass all day long.

I think a lot. Very philosophically. I think if I wrote down half of what I thought, I'd be the next ... errm, who's a famous philosopher? Hippocrates? Plato?

Just found this. Things you do, things you create and forget about them!

AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!

Learning GRE words from Barrons would be a lot more easier if the sample sentences were based around the multipurpose word "Fuck".

1. abase - lower, degrade, humilate. After being called a fucking retard, he was abased.
2. abash - embarass - Caught fucking his dog, his face was red due to the abashment
3. aberrant - abnormal, deviant - Sheepfuckers are aberrant.

and so on.

FINE FUCK IT!

This is my blog which I've created just for today, cause I've nothing to do. So just hope tomorrow never comes or that tomorrow comes, depending on how much you hate me and my left testicles. (yes, the plurality is intentional). I use big nonsensical words and small nonsensical words just to piss off random people.

Let's think of a random topic to be anally probed.

What the fuck is on the news these days?

Nothing much. How the fucking Bluelines have been running over people for years and the media has woken up to it just now only because there is no news to report. Hardly any coverage given to the bold decision of the SC to stay all OBC quota implementations. And then the implementation of sex education in schools (it's YUVA, the adolescence education agenda), with some random fucks belonging to BJP planning to stage protests. Apparently they are pissed off at some "explicit" diagrams of the human body, despite the fact these "explicit" diagrams have been present in biology textbooks for eons, an image of Laloo Prasad Yadav pondering over them going "And the vagina... the... vagina... mm'kay... the vagina.. mm'kay.. hmmm" everpresent in my mind.

And there the blog ends. Didn't expect to end like this? Neither did it.

Won't see ya tomorrow.

:)