B-Log

Oh you say some of them are meant to die. So are we. Aren’t we?

May be we should accept our death with the same casualness. May be we shouldn’t mourn either.

We are all the same.

So what have I actually done to deserver all those wishes? Well, I was born. Didn’t really take that much effort on my part actually, if you ask me. Not that I remember, but I’ve been told. Ocassions like marriage anniversaries, etc. do deserve proper celebration since it required a lotta effort on the part of those two people to enter the institution of marriage and to sustain the relationship. It makes sense to wish them. But why wish me, just because I was born? Wish my parents. They are the ones responsible for bringing me into this world and for bringing me up, and also deserve most credit for my survival so far.

Therefore, from now on, I think birthdays should be celebrated not by the person who was born but his/her parents. After all they did all the work and took all the pains!

But just because it didn’t happen that way this year, the gain has been mine… since I got a wonderful birthday present. A laptop! :)

Anyways, another try at video blogging.

That’s some UAE nationals dancing… showcasing the local culture at Deira City Center back in December 2005

Jab Sabu ko gussa ataa hai, toh Jupiter par volcano erupt hota hai!!!
Chacha Chaudhary comics read something like that, didn’t they? The big guy causes volcanoes to erupt on a distant planet. What do we small ones cause?
How deep is your core and how long does it take you to erupt and spill out your lava? Or are you the dormant kinds which explode outta nowhere one fine day and might get blamed after a few million years for the extinction of an entire specie.

I had a heated argument with the bus driver today. It started with him raising his voice for something very small. He looked very irritated even before I approached him. After trying a diplomatic and then a funny approach I finally gave in and had to shout. And now I wonder what exactly made that man to act like that. How many of us have the boiling lava inside us and are actually looking for a vent… I think all of us. And causes all the other good things to melt and assimilate with it. Do we all have the means - social, physical, economical, mental - to keep it under check? Or do we choose to be that way?

Jab B ko gussa ataa hai toh blog par ek ghatiya third grade philosophical post erupt hoti hai! :)

Lather, rinse and repeat
till you get satisfactory results.

But when actually do you get satisfied?

That’s the basic problem. There are too many of us to care about. It’s not about the loss of or the scarcity of humanity in today’s world. But there are too many people, things and issues to look after and care about. And that’s just in our own lives. Plenty of problems around to world to find the solution to. The more options one has, the more are the chances of one chosing the wrong one.

Weekend!!! :)
It’s the 10th day of Moharram tomorrow and my company is giving an off. Another two days weekend! Yaiy! Time to start planning what to do :)

Anyways,
fotu updated!