Why Read Me

We are so busy in the hustle bustle of life that we fail to find the little bursts of joy. I am not a proclaimer, a wise man nor one whom the world can depend, nor do I hope or seek to be one. Ok I probably hope to be termed as a wise man eventually. However, I do believe that we always have some role or the other to play during our short visit on planet Earth.

Life, after all, is a never ending game, its like God playing chess. He always has a move ready, and so unpredictable is our life, that the fate is always unknown, the next move is always a surprise. So all we got to do is keep on running ahead, and wait.

Wait for the drama to end, wait for the revolution to come. Wait for the miseries to fade away, and wait for the light of the sun!

From the mind of a simpleton and the heart of a revolutionist : Welcome to Kaustubh's blog ...

Open to comments, opinions and definitely criticism!

The Educational Funda - Apna Adda

The biggest business after the media-sex combo is probably education or the lack of education! Right from the time our nurses help us with our first clothing, before we officially get a name, we have our label: Mr. Engineer and Mrs. Doctor, to hell with the kicks we gave in our mother's womb, the signals of an aspiring footballer. As the years went on we added a few punches to our moves to show our inclination to boxing. Our parents looked at it as a sign of growing up, adding to our goals for our life, rather, their goals for our life. Yes, that sounds far more apt!

We then got enrolled in a school with a nice name, ready to be stellar examples of the next generation gentlemen of the society. We are taught the basics about machines by becoming machines - literally getting a touch of practical experience! -_-
Our friends seemed to be the ones who played the role of hope, a hope of a better life, but this is quickly bottled up by guardians, who wanted us to mix with the right sort of guys. I have heard such people being referred to as nerds.

The genius, bottled up in school for 12-14 years, sought to break free college, only to find that misery in life is like shit in a bad stomach - it never ends. Just when you thought that was the last one, you find yourself again in the shit-hole, prepared for the next onslaught.
College life: fresh green campus, party wear, inter-cultural hangouts, dad's money ...... did I miss a few things? Of course, I did. Mess food, stinking rooms (ok we take the credit for that) and the un-flushed shit-holes that is probably a  metaphor for our life! I would rather not get started on studies.

Between all this mess, no matter how much we are kept away from Love, Sex and Dhoka, we always come across these three beauties. Love because it is the standardized step to companionship, happily passed on by society. Sex, well, let's just say because babies need to be born (I don't have age restrictions on this post else I would say it was Satan's initial plan for Adam!) And dhoka (deceit), because that is the outcome of every such trash! But then again, the three might not be in the same order always!
But you never know what love, lust and life may do to you. However, once you are ruined, you definitely do know!

We fight through this, barely realizing that "Life is a learning process" and hopefully we learned we should have enjoyed it when we had the chance to. Of course, the parents made us do everything, but don't always blame the food for your upset stomach .... it is you who never knows when to put a stop!