Wednesday, October 21, 2015

A Day of Real Togetherness

Life is not worth living if it’s solely stuffed with monotony and trendy words like- utility, gadgets, productivity, network, gain etc. Somehow, changing time has enslaved us in such a crude way that we tend to quantify everything and prioritize them accordingly. There were days, not long before, when evenings were meant to be spent idly with family and weekends with friends. People loved the very idea of being together. But today, a majority of office goers’ evenings are spent at office and weekends are spent in much needed sleep. We fail to catch up with our near and dear ones. Ironically when we do, we remain loyal slaves of digital emperor and fiddle with our gadgets more than connecting to our near and dear ones! Indeed we are becoming very isolated each day. Today I’ll be narrating a moment from my personal archive when I could discover the joy of real togetherness, although in an unconventional way.
It was a fortnight before the New Year. I had left my job at Saudi and just returned India to open new chapters of my homeland career. My pockets were full but I wasn't. You leave your country when you’re young, with golden dreams. Later, you realize that those dreams were never yours but belonged to your youth. You lose things which matter more in later years of your life. You lose connections, opportunities and a quintal of occasions to cherish which you could have done right around your root. Unfortunately, these realizations come at a stage when these are nothing but a bunch of theories, concepts and philosophies. While walking aimlessly outside a bakery I met Lisa, the spring of my bare college days, the winter of my roasted recklessness and the monsoon of my arid tongue. Her head was covered as she always used to do and an over-sized goggle hid her eyes. She was buying a cake I assumed. In a minute I took blow of my thousand alternate urges and inhibitions and finally greeted, “Lisa, Merry Christmas!” We kept walking along those old pavements, occasionally exchanging each other’s updates with considerable moments of silence in between. It was not like we didn't have anything to talk. Actually we knew everything about one another, perhaps more than ourselves! In all these seven years of abroad stay I had always imagined how I shall ever face Lisa, what she’ll ask me, how much she will hate me etc. But when we actually met, there were no signs of hatred, blame-game or suffering; only pure feeling of togetherness surrounded us. I was not sure of mine but she seemed to have adjusted with the verdict of time. She looked undisturbed and content. We spent time together from afternoon to night that day. May be from deep inside I wanted Lisa to explode and blame me. Perhaps I expected her to fall on my arms and cry. But nothing such happened. She behaved like a good friend and that was all. Although she shared her in-laws’ address I never felt like giving them a visit after that. That was the most non-happening yet special day that that gave me complete sense of togetherness despite the lack of overflowing emotions. Well, when randomness and chaos take leave and harmony prevails, signal strength gets better and communication definitely improves, only if you know what I meant.

Friday, August 21, 2015

2G, 3G and then came 4G

There was a time when connecting mobile phone to Internet was a trendy affair for many and much relief for the rest. Handsets used to be marketed as “GPRS enabled” and a tiny 'G' logo used to appear at the top of the screen implying that your device is connected to Internet. Remember, those good old days of 2G surfing? Frankly speaking, I never had a trouble then waiting for a webpage to load in my mobile browser. Either 2G speed was much more decent than what we have these days or it as entirely the manner in which my mind was conditioned. Somehow I would stick to my former assumption as, although it took days I remember downloading large files like movies in a 2G network by pairing my computer with the phone through a bluetooth dongle. I guess most of us were not satisfied, so that's how 3G evolved (I know you're remembering those sweet Scams associated with it!) to give us better speed. Webpages could be loaded much faster and downloading average sized files became a momentary affair. But nothing can give us perpetual happiness and that's why 4G came into this scene.

In a country like India where 3G Internet is not available in many suburbs there's a lot of ground for improvement in telecom sector. Added to that 3G is still quite expensive and not many can afford. We have to always resist our urges of multimedia usage as the alloted data in an already pricey data pack gets consumed pretty fast once you start watching high definition videos. When mobile Internet users were praying for a fall in 3G price, Airtel rolled out its 4G service, the first of its kind in our country. 4G service has been initiated in 296 cities so far. I saw in twitter, Airtel is dispatching free 4G SIM to its users on tweeting #GetAirtel4G and I could not resist trying the miniature feat out. Unfortunately the form they gave me to fill up did not have names of any of my cities. May be, up till now 296 is just on paper. If you are lucky name of your city will be in that list and that way you can easily try Airtel 4G service. On the brighter side Airtel is providing 4G at the cost of 3G, although variety of data packs are limited, restricting options for customers.

May be I should try in my local stores to procure an Airtel 4G SIM and test whether it is really as lightning fast as the company is claiming it to be. If it turns out to be really first I would love to do quality video chats few of my closed ones living abroad, with whom I have been voice chatting till date. When the price comes down (which I don't expect in near future though) I would love to enrich my digital movie and music library. Till then I'll happily survive with my 3G while keeping an eye on the status of #Airtel4G.

Monday, July 27, 2015

Story of two Dark Minds

When you find that one wavelength that can produce resonance, your infinite wandering comes to an end. It had almost happened to him. They'd loved to change their worlds but their dark minds didn't know what to do. So, they could only leave it up to a fiction...

It was a tinkle and he turned his head;
There was no rolling coin, no clashing bangles-
There was only vacuum, no wind to tease his chime;
Yet there was a tinkle from not so faraway land-
There could be theories and no slightest doubt;
Ears could betray but this wave had hit his mind-
Of course, he knew his mind was very very dark...

He saw a blue alien through his glass door
Gazing at him with no wonder-
It was a 'she' and she had breasts
Plumpier than ladies he knew,
Perhaps to encase her mercury heart;
And of course, her mind too was very very dark...

Love stories touch our heart sad ones move our soul-
This one had no genre, what good two aliens could do?
They sketched, they sang, till sun went down and
He saw her spaceship in the illusive twilight sky-
Like a mad buffalo he ran and broke the glass
To find none and laugh his lungs out one last time;
Even words can't give a fate to a story so goddamn dark!

May be, they could leave it up to a change... but they chose the easy way. Sometimes the price is too high and other times you're just a miser.

Friday, July 10, 2015

Balance it but don't Crash

Ah you are lecturing me on balanced healthy diet? What the hell! I don't care for those extra pounds and they are none of your damn business too. I live to eat, as simple as that.”- people with such response either fails to understand the real meaning of a balanced diet or, they are too scared fail in the attempt of transition to a healthier meal plan. Balanced diet is not bland, boring or brutal suppression of your gustatory satisfaction, but, it is a combination of what you take (even more than that) in such a proportion which will meet your body's energy demands to carry on with its normal physiological functions. According to your sex, how old you are, how big you're, how active you are and your current state of health, your body needs a certain amount of fuel to run your engine 24/7 without a glitch. So, purpose of a balanced healthy diet is to provide that particular amount of fuel to your faithful body. Technically, a balanced healthy diet should contain 50-70% carbohydrates, 15-30% fats, 10-15% proteins and all essential micronutrients in traces. Practically, a balanced diet needs few more things- your understanding, acceptance and consistent practice. Could I convey the message here? A dietician or a doctor can better explain you the role of each element in your diet but, in commoner's line of thought what I understand is- less carbohydrate means lack of energy to do work, less fat means poor insulation and deficient energy store for the body, and less protein means debilitated muscles. Conversely, more carbohydrate means diabetes, more fat means obesity/cardiac ailments, and more protein means pooping/puking out! Thus, as taking less is as unpleasant as taking more why not motivate yourself for a balanced healthy diet which will take care of your wealth (Hint: recap the old saying)?

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Watch it All and Watch it Fast

Cricket is a game whose aim is to hit a very small ball as far as one can with weapon singularly ill-designed for the purpose, so that almost a dozen of homo sapiens exert themselves on the ground to stop the ball from reaching the fence. Could I define the game of cricket? Ouch, I can actually smell and feel a quintal of rotten tomatoes approaching me! Chill dude, I was pulling your emotions, or virtual legs. I love cricket as much as you do. So, let me try to define the game of cricket as we Indians perceive it- Cricket is not just a game but the phenomenal few hours, a day or five when our breathing gets synchronized to each ball delivered on the ground, i.e. inhalation starting as soon as the bowler runs in only to exhale after the ball bypasses the batsman or makes a sweet sound on striking the surface of his willow! Cricket is the charm that unites two minds of immiscible ideologies. Cricket is the excuse that can make an otherwise sincere guy couch potato for a day. Cricket is that drizzle in the drought of topics in a group. It is an omnipotent force that has all those shades from snow-white to pitch-black. I know cricket can't be defined by a cricket fan, especially in a country where an imported sport is more impactful than a religion.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

‘Khushi Ke Pal' - a priceless Reminiscence

Parents were supposed to make the cast to shape up their children. It was customary to abide by the strict set of guidelines framed by parents, starting from accepting the type of haircut to the life-partner chosen by them, and of course without an audacity to question. But time has changed, so are our kids. They're smarter, more interactive and certainly much more inquisitive. So, parenting needs an update too and, 'buddy parenting' is that updated concept! We try to inject our children with all moral values ranging from those which we had read in moral science books in our schooldays to those we never follow. Yes, there’s no doubt on the fact that we, the parents and politicians are greatest disciples of hypocrisy. As ‘theoretically good’ parents we preach of honesty, kindness, compassion, respect, integrity and what not, to our offspring but don’t get slightest prick of conscience when we practice bribery, rudeness, falsehood or any other ‘so called’ adult behaviors. I know your vindictive warm blood is trying to gush towards our much respected politicians, but I beg your pardon, here I’m only talking of our parental mannerisms. I’m asking for your apology once again if you consider yourself a stainless father/mother and share no murkiness which I talked of… but, in that case please give me a chance to interview you over a mug of Nilgiri coffee. Here I’ll narrate a small incidence where my son, when he was 4 years old, pushed me to an awkward situation but ultimately made me very proud giving me a ‘Khushi Ke Pal' to savor for lifetime!