The write-up with no title!!!

Hello again dear friends! Hope you are good and 2017 is being nice to you so far! All good hopefully! Now that we are done discussing your life we shall focus on mine! (It’s my blog isn’t it…)

It has just occurred to me that 13 days have passed in January and I have not watched a single movie as yet. Also the only TV show that I watched was Sherlock! Aaand I have read only 1 book this year as yet! 

THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!!!  I am being slower than the tortoise in the Rabbit & the Tortoise story! Sheesh man!!!!!!

Like a true procrastinator, I shall blame my tablet dying on me and hence I cannot read the bundle of e-books that I bought in last 2 months. I shall also blame mommy because she does not allow me to stay up late at night to watch shows! Last night I stayed awake till 3:00 am to watch 2 episodes of the latest Sherlock and she woke up in the middle of it and gave me an earful!! So much so that my dogs got scared and started whimpering!!! I however put my foot down and finished both episodes and then slept. Today somehow I am seemingly sluggish and drowsy the entire day… 

Even as I write this piece, I fear that my head will ploop on the keyboard and I shall drool myself to sleep! Maybe mommy was right I should have slept off at a decent time! But Shhhh... let her not hear that and win the argument. 

It is good to see that you are still reading this meaningless blog. At this point you might ask what the point of this post is. Am I right? Well… I also realized that since the beginning of 2017, I have written only 1 post for this page… ergo these inconsequential words….

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A woman’s right to equality… or so we think!

I am rather unhappy to start 2017 with such a heavy article. However, the recent Bangaluru molestation incident is making me so angry that my heart is hurting now. To add insult to injury the sorry excuses of human being (read politicians) are coolly blaming the woman kind for the barbaric activity of these monsters. I wonder what they would have to say if someday one of their family members becomes a victim to this heinous act. 

I want to ask these politicians who blame women for molestation/rape the following questions;

 ~ Is a 10 year old girl/boy wearing school uniform returning from school asking the predator to ‘give it to her/him’?

~ Is a woman minding her own business and walking down the road asking random useless men to molest her?

~ Is a child sitting in her own home attracting male relatives to touch her in her private places?

~ Why are woman being treated like 2^nd grade citizens in our own country?

Before this Delhi was known as the Rape Central, now looks like Bangaluru is becoming the Molestation Central.

While other countries are treating rapists/molesters with death sentence and castration, our lawyers are finding loopholes to protect these scums on the basis of bloody technicalities. If you remember the Nirbhaya case, the juvenile rapist Ram (the biggest scoundrel of the lot) was represented by a woman and she was of the view that he is actually not a bad person but circumstances have made him that ways, and since he was few months away from being an adult, we could treat him with love and he will be rehabilitated. SUCH A LOAD OF CRAP! The only thing that juvenile rapist probably understood was not to get caught after his next act of monstrosity.

Honest effort as it was, a movie like PINK can make a lot of hullaballoo but that is it… the monsters that actually do these things would not go to watch such a movie. Even if they do, it would not matter to them.

I sincerely wish stricter laws are made for these chutias. Once it is proven that XYZ person is the criminal, straight up castration or death penalty should be dished out. 

Ideally human rights activists should not raise any voice for such capital punishments but if they do then again I have the same question --- would you be so kind to this bastard if the victim was your loved one?

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Moana – why I loved it so much

Finally I got a chance to watch the Disney Animation Moana and totally loved it.  The new trend of Disney with powerful female leads is highly appreciated (Frozen, Tangled, Finding Dory). So thank you Disney for that one.

This joyous tale of Moana depicts a strong willed teenager who listens to her heart and becomes what she wants to be (a Voyager) and not what her village forces or expects her to be. The audience is bound to cheer for her in her quest to literally save the environment from a pure lava evil. Her quest is unwittingly joined by Maui – the Demi God and Hei Hei the Chicken.

Why I loved the movie so much?

~Blatant love for pets (a piglet and a chicken)

~The movie has an empowering story.

~The story has a leading lady who has a realistic body shape

~Heart warming music

~Most importantly -- Dwayne Johnson as Maui (need I say more).

Verdict – It is a feel good movie so everyone should watch it... at least once. 

The British and their Superlatives

The other day I was watching a British television show and I realized that The British can do many things in style but their list of swear words top the chart. Even if the words are really hurtful, the Brits know how to make them sound funny or trifle with their accents. Here are some of the common curse words that don’t sound so bad. Their meanings and usages are also given for your pleasure.

Poppycock

Meaning – Senseless chatter; Usage – to suggest nonsense, foolish talks, rubbish

Bollocks

Meaning – Testicles; Usage – denoting rubbish or nonsense or an expression of disbelief! 

Bugger

Meaning – Someone who practices buggery. Can be used both as a noun or a verb; Usage – calling out a jerk or a fool, OR to replace the word ‘fuck’ such as ‘bugger off’.

Wanker

Meaning – masturbator; Usage – to identify a general douche bag, loser or a despicable human being

Twat

Meaning – Vagina; Usage – to call out an idiot or a jerk 

Important Note: This post is written for humorous purposes and does not intend to offend or hurt anyone. However if you do get offended then......

The World without Sweepea

Once there was a little black puppy that was taken from his mommy by some kids and dropped at another unknown place. The little puppy was a happy guy so instead of finding the new place a scary big world he decided to make it his new playground.

His enthusiasm towards life and love towards other dogs and humans made him a famous little guy in this new area. Most humans loved him to bits. One such human named him Sweepea. He was also known my many other names like Oreo, Blacky, Chotoo, Raja and so on.

He was not a fussy eater, ate whatever was given to him like pedigree, chicken, mutton, dal rice, milk rice. Although, he did prefer a particular Pedigree food over the others. He would not touch the chicken n vegetable variety and his favorite flavor was meat and rice.

Every morning when the humans would walk their furry buddies, this tiny bundle of joy would run along in the big field and play with those dogs and their humans alike. There was never a day when Sweepea would not greet them with a big woofs, ear-to-ear smile and super fast swooshes of the tail. So it was rather out of the ordinary when yesterday the humans did not see this ever smiling big baby greeting them in the morning.

By evening they figured out that the boy was ill and needed immediate medical care. Some of these good humans took Sweepea to the clinic and after fighting with death the entire night young Sweepea took his last breath early morning today.

As one of Sweepea’s humans I have this gut wrenching feeling that I cannot get rid of. I am devastated.  I realized that the most painful and helpless feeling in the world is to see someone breathe his last in your arms but you cannot do jack shit to keep him alive.

I understand the basic concept of life that whosoever is born shall perish eventually. Though it will still hurt incredibly I can come to terms about someone who has lived their entire life and have died of natural causes. However this is the case of a 7 to 8 months old healthy puppy who dies consuming something poisonous. 

He was loved by many and everyone stood teary eyed at his burial and we bid him goodbye with a heavy heart.

Rest in Peace Dear Sweepea!!! You shall be missed.... 

Photo courtesy - Radhika Borkar

FaceBook Etiquettes or the lack of it!

Have you ever seen posts on Facebook which read share if you love your mom and want her to live for 100 years or  share if you have a handsome son… or share and your wish will come true or you will die… you know what I am saying aright!

I mean seriously!?! What kind of nonsense is this? I want my mother to have a healthy and a happy life that means if she conks of at 75 but does not suffer I’d rather take that any day over she dragging through till 100 with a sick body and a given up mind.

Also tell me which mom will think that her son is not handsome. Even if the damn kid has a face only a mother can love, she would still  be the one finding him handsome. Won’t she?

Lastly… wishes coming true. I am fucking serious when I say people would stop sharing such things then  my timeline would be much less cluttered.  My question to you such-forward-sharers is that do you actually believe in that shit you forward? I mean if every time one such forward is shared and your wish came true, each of you would be in the best of physical shape, exceedingly rich and married to your favorite actor or the hotness you’ve been secretly fantasizing while doing your boyfriend/husband….

My point for the long rant is that most people want to enjoy the Facebook experience, so please do not forward such messages because not everyone agrees with your misguided enthusiasm….

The Day of Inertia...

Tell me my dear friends do you ever wish to be someone else? Be a bit more selfish than regular? Decide to be the person who makes you happy? Live for yourself at least for a day?

You think I’ve gone bonkers… don’t you?

That may very well be the case dear pals... but I’m getting increasingly tired of being constantly expected to behave as a wife, daughter-in-law, or daughter…  I value each of these relationships but for once I want to be ME and this is how I want to spend my day of inertia (as I would like to call it).

• I would like to wake up one day with no worries about my to-do list. 
• I want to be pampered and spoilt silly for a day. 
• I want to spend the day snuggling my cuddle bugs and reading a good book. 
• Intermittently my beer mug will be refilled by an invisible house elf and plates will apparate with variety of finger food.
• I want a good and sleep inducing head and foot massage, free of cost obviously.
• I am not being greedy, but a day like this once a month would be a luxury that I wish I could get…

Well… dream’s over… c’mon… get back to work…. Yes you… as you were my friend...

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