Category Archives: Introspection

IST (India Standard Time) & Gen Next

‘On time is a wonderful thing’ . I remember one of the leading Indian domestic airlines blasting their ad campaign few months ago with this as the main feature of their airlines. Alas we Indians seldom appreciate this  ‘On Time’ concept. Not being On time, is so culturally set in our body clocks that no amount of attempts to reset our body clocks  may alter our being  on time priorities.

Generations after generations of Indian children have been demonstrated that not being on time is just who we are as a nation.   Even auspicious moments like weddings are manipulated by dutiful pundits only to suit their own pockets. Actually not being on time is rarely considered a vice.

With such low regard to the ‘Time Axis’ in our lives, aren’t we conditioning the next  generation to disregard the time axis altogether. Anyway with the technological and societal changes our time lines are as it is getting crunched and jumbled up.

In my opinion when children are young their relationship with time is not truly corrupted. For them a school friends birthday party at 7 pm is sacrosanct. Being on time for the new animated movie and having popcorn on time is high on their agenda. If you have promised them, that you will play a board game at home or take them to the park at 6 pm, then their agile brains do trigger an alarm periodically, nagging you to deliver your promise.

How about next time we have to go for a wedding, a birthday, a movie or even being punctual while leaving for office daily we reset our IST body clocks to be on time. When someone invites us for a party at 7pm, we take the bold step to be on time and yet not be embarrassed.  May be that’s when the collective IST timers for the Gen Next gets reset and syncs with the actual IST time !

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Driving Personalities & Past Life theory

I was not a strong believer in Past Life theories for a long time. At least not since my birth in Present Life.  But things changed.  They changed, after I took my driving test and got behind the wheels on my own.  It was one busy morning in my driving seat and I was speeding on the highway. Atleast for a novice driver like me, 50kmph was like a full throttle charge. And just then I got a Vision. All my fellow drivers on the highway zipping past me, had transformed into some possessed creatures from the animal kingdom. Unfortunately this vision has been haunting me every time I am behind the wheel.

So here is my dreadful list of Past life forms of most of my fellow drivers that I have been encountering everyday.

The Mighty Rat:

This past life species drives with only a singular objective. Find a gap between two cars and encroach that space. They are ready to jeopardize their and others life through every minute of their driving. Some how a large population of Autorickshaw drivers in India fall under this Past life form.

The Zig- zag Cobra: 

Drivers with tendencies of this past life form bear a strong resemblance with ‘The Mighty Rat’. Yet one of the biggest difference being the speed at which the Cobra souls drive their bodies. Lethal in attack and also unfortunately with may be the highest mortality rates in Present Life.

The Sleepy Snail:  This Past Life form has actually absolute disregard for any laws of motion, but still adheres to the 1st law of motion- If an object experiences no net force, then its velocity is constant: the object is either at rest (if its velocity is zero), or it moves in a straight line with constant speed (if its velocity is nonzero).  They also prefer to defy laws of time and space.

The Scorpion King:

Empty road or crowded roads, these  Past Life souls prefer to drive their vehicles crossways. They may not be always fast,but straight road is not for them. Somehow they also display a higher degree of vengeance to fellow creatures  on the road and are abusive like their Rat and Cobra counterparts. No one escapes a sting by the Scorpion King.

The Gentle Horse:

This one is the safest Past Life species to befriend, atleast for me. They mend their own way, gentle yet assertive on the lane.  Traffic or no traffic, these gentle souls do not fret. For them, life is journey. Destination and time to destination is secondary. Safety and pleasure of the ride are some past life instincts of this genre. Interestingly, in  Present Life this species has demonstrated longer life span.

The Raging Bull:

This one seems to be the most dreadful of the all the Past Life forms to me. With their dark evil shadows looming over me all the time, they cannot stop honking their ‘Horns’ ! I have almost got mowed down by them, thanks to my single lane driving instincts.

My dreadful visions have not stopped yet; I am anxious that more species might get discovered. Do feel free to report any new findings.

And yes, no matter who you were in your past life, Wish you SAFE DRIVING 🙂

Coffins on the Highway

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

 

Swinging left to right,

No blinkers I can see.

Some bodies glued to their mobiles,

Some bodies without seatbelts.

 

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

 

Some bodies have enough alcohol within themselves to burn their pyre instantly.

Eager to embrace the demons of death.

Sure these bodies have loved ones who care about them.

A mother, an old father, a caring and supporting wife with kids.

 

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

 

Bang I saw another thud in front of me.

And I pulled over to inspect the coffin ahead of me.

Blood all over,

And broken limbs.

 

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

 

With no one willing to bother to stop by, forget a willing gesture that one cares,

I put these listless limbs on my wheels.

We spin to the hospital,

To revive these fellow coffin travelers.

 

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

 

Back at the hospital,

After some easy yet routine formalities,

They started the treatment,

And we informed the kin of these coffin travelers.

 

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

 

Another life saved, or may be reborn.

Never neglect a coffin on the highway.

Do help other coffins out of sheer fear or pure duty.

The next coffin could carry your loved ones or you !

 

Coffins on the Highway,

Zip past me.

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Road accidents are on the rise across the world. Statistics apart, what is important is that how responsible are we when we are behind the wheels. Most people consider ‘driving’,  to be a right.  Seldom is it emphasized  that it is a privilege.

Yes there are idiots on the road. At time we ourselves drive idiotically. But may be 90% or more of the accidents can be avoided, provided we drive exercising our privilege responsibly.

Can we more responsible coffin drivers ?

Holy Cow !

I spotted this cow on the way back from Shirdi-Nashik highway.  Not sure what was on the mind of the miscreants when they hand printed this helpless animal. Though I do appreciate  art more liberally, this definitely is not my taste of art.

It’s a perfect plot for a crime mystery, the culprits have left their most evident identity, but one still can’t nail them !

In Hinduism, the cow is a symbol of wealth, strength, abundance, selfless giving and a full Earthly life. Religious significance apart, one cannot overlook the fact that  cow is as useful dead as when she is alive. From dairy products to its excrement, right upto it’s hide, cow has versatile uses.

The whole body of knowledge of ‘Branding’ as in Marketing , apparently had its origin in branding livestock. The objective being to indicate ownership.

But isn’t conserving and respecting mute animals more about collective ownership than just claiming ownership?

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Missed calls and Guilt

Another look at my mobile screen and my guilt pangs are rising by the moment. I have missed office and my virtual world of missed call reports,  mail box and sms could be imagined like a government office desk, struggling to cope with the incoming files and memos.

I am in deep remorse in the knowledge that I have violated all moral standards of  ‘modern age communication’ by not attending to those important or less important phone calls and SMS. Someone somewhere needs me more that my aching body down with flu. And all I am doing is ruthlessly blinding myself from replying to any incoming traffic, being simply “insensitive”. Cruel isn’t it ? Not really.

But that’s what to some extent urban living has conditioned us right? Conditioned us to be insensitive to the love, pain, beauty, social inequality, corruption, social issues, family values, parenting, charity, and lastly but most importantly our own bodies and mind. We are getting more and more insensitive to our ill-health, mental or physical. When the body needs rest, we deny it , when the mind needs a time out and wants to take stroll on its own, we deny it. We are all conditioned to be insensitive to ourselves.

In the constant quest to stay connected and not being lost with the conversations around us, all we do it keep pressing the ‘qwerty key pads’ or the ‘ipads’  more vigorously, buy phones or other gadgets that are social networking enabled, with push mail services. Well I am not saying we don’t need theses technologies, sure they are modern tools of modern Homo sapiens. But somewhere all these outward looking gadgets, disconnect us with our own-selves.

Well, my guilt pangs have subsided by now and I think it’s ok to disconnect the outward traffic for a while and let the inward traffic of thoughts hit the superhighway.

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>What’s stopping me ?

>A few years back I was contemplating to take up a course I was long resisting. I got a distinction between a conversation; ‘Why are you not doing the course?’ and ‘What’s stopping you from taking up the course?’

The latter is actually a very powerful way of inquiry. It does not put a person in a spot.When you ask someone ‘what is stopping you?’ the context of the conversation changes altogether. It’s an empowering inquiry that the person does not resit.
What’s stopping me ?

>Fish Tank

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Imagine a water tank with only pure water flowing into it. It has beautiful fishes, all swimming in their own rhythm. And then one day the tank starts getting filled with dirty water. The fishes in the tank grow sluggish. Hovering at the top of the tank to gasp some oxygen. The dirty water is filling the tank faster than the pristine water.

The dirty water also brings with it some fishes. Fishes, those are used to the dirty water. Slowly the fresh water fishes are all dead.Will the dirty water fish still survive? Why not, they are so used to the dirty water; right? But the dirty water also brings with it lots of sludge. Slowly the sludge fills up the tank bottom up. The dirty water fishes also now start moving to the top of the tank,gasping for oxygen. And then one day, all that is left in the tank is nothing but the sludge.

Now the tank itself is not capable of holding any more water, pure or dirty.

Our life is also very much the same. In real life, there are a number of instances when good and bad collide. Just like the tank example, we let the bad thoughts,emotions,experiences or actions
flow faster than the good. If the pristine water were to flow faster than the impure water, the pure water would have displaced the impurity like a waterfall juts with pure water.