Category Archives: Sad

गुड़िया की फ्रोक!


I was quite indigent for quite some time. So was, in a manner of speaking, he. He got a windfall of about 20,000 Rupees. After paying off his local debts, including 800 to the chaiwala, he was left with 1200. He went and paid the entire amount against my phone bill. I complained that the bill […]

Ashar and I!


It was love at first sight! I met him in 1979 and we became best of friends. In 1981, he changed the school and I raised my tantrums to be shifted. I was, as usual! 1982 end, I was admitted in The Daly College, whined about the hostel life and returned to Delhi in 1984. […]

Late. Mr. Ata-ul Ghaffar!


An अंकिलजी since 1979; an inspiration since 1991; CLL fighter since 1996 a friend since 2001. Mr. Ataul Ghaffar is being sorely missed! Everyday! Every moment reminds of his overwhelming presence with his attention to AND persistent follow-up of the minutest detail! Bhopal is my The-Mandatory-Stop when crossing equator of India. Sometimes, due to exigencies beyond […]

The reality: bogus statistics, feminist victimology, and university-approved sex toys


The Campus Rape Myth Heather Mac Donald The reality: bogus statistics, feminist victimology, and university-approved sex toys Winter 2008 It’s a lonely job, working the phones at a college rape crisis center. Day after day, you wait for the casualties to show up from the alleged campus rape epidemic—but no one calls. Could this mean […]

Viva la Difference.


It comes from here. Thus asketh Nitin Soni :- Why do women think that men are dogs and can think of nothing else but sex and that every erection without any action is like wasted Garden of Eden? Why do women also think that men do everything because they want to score with the woman […]

They said, “Pati, Patni aur Woh.” They said. They talk a lot, right?


Post inspired by FaceBook comments of GuriSaab.

Go, Figure.


“Doobi doobi aankhon mein hain, sapnon ke saaye; Raat bhar apne hai, din mein paraaye.”

Another Sleepless Night.


Yet another sleepless night. It is 6 AM now. Unless I knock myself out, sleep does not endorse/embrace me in my present condition! And knocking myself out is something I am trying OH so hardly hard, not to do. For how long? I would really love to know. For how long?


Happiness… … …is being with YOU… …

Still Blank…


There is quite a lot that has happened over these few months and might even be written over here and shared. Especially about my coming to Aapdo Aamdabad (Our Ahmedabad) and the various experiences. However, whenever I sit with this page in front of me, I get BLANK. Today, again the same happened. For how long, […]

Cleaning Grandfather’s .30 SpringField Carbine.


.30 SpringField US Carbine, shot using Nokia N-73. I was trying to provide some basic protection against the elements, as the monsoon is approaching and the care-taking abilities of Police in India are well known.

Papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


My Papa… Almost GREATEST… EveryOne Ship Matches in New York, USA ??? He WAS Loyal, you must say… Maybe, not a Loyalist…

To My Friends…


This one goes to my most dear best-est friends who, presently, are going out of their way to placate and appease me, on these very frustrating and saddening days.

SomeConsolation!!!


Valentime Day ??? I feel that is one stupid day there for the marketers and people who fall for them!!! Love requires NO TIME to express and manifest itself….

Agree / DisAgree / Go to Hell !!!


Myths ???

My Latest Original Theory.No Questions shall be entertained!


In order to get chickens you have to HATCH the eggs and not break them. However, to make an OMLETTE, you need to break the eggs … Also, Eggs once Broken and Words once squeaken cannot be done anything about. So now …

Ms. Bhutto


Last night reminded me of the night when I heard the news about Mr. Rajiv Gandhi! The feeling was just-so the same! The anger, the helplessness and the futility of it all… I *do* mind this scheme of things. Ra.

I am the King of the World… OK, My World…


On 18th June 2007, for the second time in my colourfullll life, I was Coronated the King.  Berozgaar.Raaja

Yun hi hansi hansi main


I was sent a poem-on-request by Sanix, in response to what I read at Unique’s Blog Comment Here it is… It is also posted as a comment on THIS ONE … Shall be translating it in English Soon… Yun hi hansi hansi main hum dilon se khel jate hain koi choti si teekhi baat koi […]

Envy, Jealousy & Love :: Marriage, Not Natural, Invented Institution


This is something that I have to post here… So very INTERESTING…  And today is Friday the Thirteenth… What is jealousy? Jealousy is one of the most prevalent areas of psychological ignorance about yourself, about others and more particularly, about relationship. People think they know what love is — they do not know. And their […]

An Engagement and a Few Fallen Stars…


She could be THE Eternal Spring!!!

Stori/Theori… 404: Page Not Found. Server not Responding…


  There is this stori/theori, on how to make a shorter line of the two lines longer.   Draw it longer than the other! The Decent and Self-Esteemed and Gentlemanly and/or Ladylike way of doing things. NOW, (and I am very sure about this, for all of us; correct me if I am wrong.) that […]

Ik Sawaal main Karoon…


If I love you, what business is it of yours?   Johann van Goethe

How to make a Woman-Beautiful / Beautiful-Woman… D.I.Y. Guide…


The Womanwaali beauty thing!

Being Crazy, Various Versions…


Version 1.1. Alternate Title, Being Crazy with Rain And HailStones. On 11th February, I was over sleeping till about 3 PM. Loud Noise woke me up. There were hail stones falling. Some as big as 3 inches in diameter! The force of the fall was LITERALLY awesome. Cleaning my soiled dirty balcony to a sparkling […]

4 Posts waiting to be finished!


However, I am blank and cannot finish those. I HAVE started all 4 here… Getting them soon once I am back in my mind. I am OUT, actually! Out in HELL!!! Sorry. Ra.

Protected: … If Wishes Were old, lame, Horses… (The Password is around. You need to fish it…)


There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

Shit Fuck And All Others…


Just , SOMEHOW, saw Mr. Saddam Hussein’s Execution Video. HE WILL GO TO HELL. dUBYA THAT IS… us O’A he SHALL GO THERE.. Mr. Hussein, I shall talk to you, with my Father in attendance, when I come to you! And we shall see this ASSHOLE burning in the FIRE.. I PROMISE… Pretty Much UPSET… […]

Happppy New Year….


Hi There! This was It! And is sure to stay For a LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time in TerminalResidentMemory! Happy and Fulfilling New Year to Y’All! Ra. P.S. Out of the 100s of SMS that I got, ONLY ONE was worth saving and here it goes:- Ring Out the Old; Ring In The New! Ring Happy bells across […]

HardWiring and Other Wiring…


There is, methinks, one “Hi” and ONE “Bye” per day in normal social intercourse. Gawd only knows what her agenda was. There was a “Hi” and then after a some time, maybe 45 minutes or 3 hours later, another one!!! Then there was that innocuous touching that is considered to be the first tender steps […]

R&R Love ???


  “””In real love you want the other person’s good. In romantic love, you want the other person….Margaret Anderson.””” I read this prettily-bloddy crappy quote in last Sunday’s Times of India. HOWEVER, IT HAD THIS STRANGE EFFECT ON ME!I AM Shouting… It changed me overnight… The Daroo helped, I admit, to think clearly deeper. The […]


  It was a Joyous overture to a wedding. There were some guests from Pakistan as well, all catching up on old times and gossiping and basically having a good time. It was Namaaz Time and all the Faithful did their Wuzu and the Groom’s Father led the prayer. After it was over, one first […]

She, Her Raven Hair And My Heart!!!


My most internally linked post. From a most turbulent time. @ 1. She was walking towards me, visible in my peripheral vision, towards my seat in IBM-Daksh, 444, to give her sweet smile and her FIRRRMMM handshake. 2. Her RAVEN hair were bouncing… 3. With each of her steps and bounce ::: my heartbeat was […]

Eeshhwar Yat Karoti, Shhobhhnam Karoti!


Hi Guys, This is MY Original-Inspired-Pirated Stori!!! Do not ask me why I wrote it up… The answer would be rather spitefully hurtful! However, for a point of reference, it was written the night the second email for Bell-Canada SME and QS results came and I had a particularly heated — i. ‘argument in the […]

*Love* Or *Six Degrees Of Seperation* Or ***What*** ??????


  It was a merry birthday party. He was one of those hyper-over-ever-active uncles who always have something to say about everything they hear and then their thought is followed by a stark, black or white judgment on the issue at hand… I am sure we all have at least ONE such in our circles. […]

So now, Chautauqua of the day…


Go Fuck Yourself… Else I shall do it, Soon, Baby, Soon…