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Friday, September 19, 2008

Lovers categories

Hey people out there

In one of my last posts, I had mentioned that I am currently carrying out a study on the types of lovers that I see daily on the streets, buses, cabs, parks, tubes, restaurants, office, theatres and even social networking sites. So here are my findings. I hope you would find it interesting!

Types of lovers:

1. Lover kids

With the advent of romantic films in each and every household which are viewed by children, this category is on the rise. Typically, these children see a certain Shahrukh or Hrithik in themselves (or even Genelia or Preity). They dance to their heart's content in front of the mirrors and assume they have fallen in deep love. Romance at this age is very innocent and usually develops while exchanging notes or playing a bit of kabaddi. Girls, as always, are tempted by the boys, but being more mature, they play hard to get! [They know that funda from an early age] lolz... :D

2. Adolescent lovers

These are the more of the die-hard types. They are even ready to cut their wrists and risk their lives, while trying to show how much they care about their loved
ones, but sadly for them, it never happens that way! They dare walking down the streets with their loved ones hand in hand, though few of them would say things like, "We are just friends" or "No uncle, we are only brother and sister" when asked straight on the face. A short-lived type of romance and usually ends in tears!

3. College goers

Boys tend to be more daring and girls like to be bolder. They don't care for the elders any more. "Hey uncle, if we are making out, who are you to shout?" kinda stuffs... Things might go terribly wrong if people are not mature enough. Love triangles are mostly seen in this genre. And for some specific couples, they should think of Bula di before they think of something else! [Caution: I am only following the law of averages, so do not beat me up in the dark]

4. Office darlings

I am still a firm believer that office romance is all nonsense, simply because when any kind of business comes in the way of love, it usually suffers. But still
there are ample instances. What I have observed among these types is typically like: Romance develops while attending training sessions, helping each others out with problems and stuffs and during the lunch breaks. Most people involved here are already experienced, so they are mature, thus a somewhat greater chance for it to blossom. But beware: Keep out of the boss's eyes, else you are in big trouble! :P

5. Mid-age romance

There are few unfortunate ones, who could not get someone throughout their prime. They feel alone, bored and look out for like-minded partners. They feel at this age it is sort of a taboo, so they try to remain undercover. Next time you browse Orkut, look out for a "sexy Tina" or "Mohit alone" sort of profile and you would know what I mean!

6. Old-age illusions

Nope, I am not talking about the likes of Big B as in Nishabd. But these people are often terribly alone, many of them having had lost their life partners. These people search for their late spouses in young guys (or girls, as applicable). They love to see a spark similar to their long lost friends, but usually get disappointed on not
finding anyone, similar! Unfortunate instances, doubtless!
However, there are more fortunate ones, who are still coupled up and try to find their own spark in their children, they try to live their long lost romance through them!

Friends, as I feel, these are all cases with the law of averages and based upon the Indian scenario. These are all generalized and might be totally wrong. Nevertheless,
these are my views based on experience (I mean what I have seen). Any and every comment is welcome. :))

Photograph courtesy:

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The mother arrives

This is again that time of the year when a look at the sky elicits in us a kind of pleasant feeling. The white clouds in the blue sky resemble small pieces of cotton. The paddy fields are completely filled with "Kashful". It's so refreshing. The mother is coming after one year with her children!

"Ja devi sarva bhuteshu shakti rupena sanhsthita
Namastasyai namastasyai namastasyai namo namaha"

Durga Puja is a great festival among the Bengalees. It has a kind of emotional attachment with us, an attachment which started at the time of our birth and will end only at that opportune moment when we have the pleasure to leave this world of material desires. It all starts with the Mahalaya, when we give 'pitri-tarpan' on the holy banks of the Ganges, we offer our heartfelt prayers to our ancestors. The day also marks the remarkable presentation by Sri Birendrakrishna Bhadra which consists of slokas from Sri Chondi and devotional songs by artists of calibre.

This sets the tone for the Pujas. No less remarkable is the fact that this particular radio programme was started in the 1940s. It was an instant hit then and even today, we listen to it with the same sort of interest and devotion as our earlier generations used to do. The content has been same and even most of the song sequences (with a very few minor modifications here and there).

Anyways, I was thinking about what to ask from The Mother this time around. Well, I would ask for peace, love, brotherhood and happiness.

"Mother, will you be kind enough to grant all of these, please!"

Photo reference: http://www.indian-cooking.info/Festivals/DurgaPuja/

Friday, September 5, 2008

Late night introspection

Hey friends, do not read this posting. You would get damn bored - frank disclosure from my end. Still if you wanna go ahead, come with me to the dungeons of darkness. Let me tell you, I am very frustrated. Hey, wait wait ! Don't raise your eyebrows ! Nobody is happy here ! And don't think even I am...
Reasons are best left in closets.
Now, why did I start this post? See, what I feel, each and every individual is sent by almighty to carry out specific tasks. Some are there for doing research stuffs and works and they are remembered forever. There are others who get on with their mundane life and one day they find their top floor is painted grey by nature. (I believe I am one of them). There are others who believe dharnas and strikes would see them in heaven. Still there are hundreds of thousands of varieties, who do something or the other, and if you follow closely you will find there is a specific pattern in which each and every individual can be grouped into.
So, my question is: Why was I sent here? I thought a lot and found out, apart from supporting my ailing parents and working hard to keep my kitchen burners on, I am not doing much ! Each morning I follow a schedule and it leaves me drained at the end of the day. At times, I feel so bad but there's no escape from this routine. I am trapped in a worldly web. And apart from this, nowadays I enjoy teaching people good amount of lessons, as if that is what I have been sent for. But why should I? I am not perfect. In fact, nobody is ! But still, being a libran I always tend to field for impartiality, for justice. And believe me, there are very few people who like me nowadays. I had read somewhere, "Criticising never helps". Very true. But how do I resist the urge? Fire extinguishers are only used when your back catches fire and even then, if you don't use it, then you are in for trouble. :)
Then again, love eludes me. Time and time again, I fall for a wrong person. Hey, don't think I am a casanova. Because of my gestures, many people have started having that notion. But thats utterly bogus. Rather I am very introvert. People know me through ages, but if you ask any of them about who is my latest crush, they have no clue ! Thats very very private ! But of late I have started feeling that love doesn't exist. Everything is so material, so superficial. Its all about adjustment.
Of late I tend to notice young lovers on the streets and have found quite a few varieties, about which I am currently carrying out a research [:P] and would publish my work in this blog only.

I would stop here... I have written a lot...

Wait... I hear something... It has started to drizzle outside... the sweet serenade of water droplets pouring, so soothing for the soul. I see the clock. Its 3 AM sharp. I need to get on with the morning chores again tomorrow.

But believe me, all this crap helped me a lot. I was very frustrated today and this just provided a vent to free my thoughts, which may be meaningless, but may be not !