Some thoughts

Katrina.. And now Rita.. beautiful names that stand for destruction .. in a colossal scale. Was following the news. so many dead.. so many homeless.. uprooted from their homes.. struggling for the basic necessities of life..

Then you wonder. what used to happen in my country.. back in India.. every year there is a flood or a drought.. thousands die.. Millions become homeless.. and in some cases you don't even need that. the mere existence is a struggle .. a struggle much harder, much more cruel than ppl can ever imagine..

Imagine selling your newborn baby for a morsel of food. Dying of eating the dust from the grounds because you have to eat something to satiate this hunger. Drinking the same water where a pig is walloping happily.. and feeling lucky that atleast there is water.. If this is life then who needs a Rita..

Who writes about these people.. people whose lives are about existence. to survive the day and hope that you survive atleast half of the next.. become happy that you have a drop of water and a dried piece of bread.. even if its the only thing you had after 5 days and the next meal is again 5 days away..

Katrina was really destructive..$300 billion .. thats a lot of money.. but just think how much it takes to feed a thousand mouths in any 3rd world country.. may be a 1000 dollars.. may be less.. and be assured that you are actually saving a thousand lives there.

I am not saying that the hurricane was not a tragedy or that New Orleans was not devastated.. Media.. look at the outside world too.. there is life out there .. they too are of the same species.. Humans .. who acknowledge your existance.. The least you can do is retun the favour..

Having said all this if you ask me.. personally what have you done for the poor.. I have to admit.. nothing.. I am one of those hypocrites.. who just want to talk about things and leave the doing to the others.. Talk because there is something to talk about.. or may just that you feel like talking..
sometimes I do feel something.. and then .. it just goes.. I feel every man suffers from MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder). You have a kind man, wise man, Sad man, bad man, jester, a solder, and may be a couple of women too.. but thats just me.. who is unafraid of admitting the truth.. unlike the crowd out there trying hard to mask their disease....

I am content.. cant say happy or sad about it.. just that I dont mind having the disease.. dont mind being a Human..

Sharmistha & Devyani II

Sharmitha & Devyani II

We enter the lives of these 2 beautiful damsels again after a few years. Much water has passed below the bridge since the huge spat between the friends. The 2 girls have matured into 2 beautiful women. Well endowed with the beauty of body and mind they ruled in their own realms. Devyani, the daughter of Shukracharya and Sharmistha the princess. You could say they were happy.

But Devyani could never forget the humiliation of that unfortunate day. He also could not forget the soft touch of Jajati. She could still feel the caring hands caressing her hair. The deeply husky musculine smell coming from a sweaty body after long day in the forest. The strong arms holding her close protecting from the unseen.

Sharmistha and Devyani - I

So finally the story of Devyani and Sarmistha..

Devyani was the daughter of Shukracharya.. the head priest for the Asuras. She was cursed by Kacha, son of Vashishtha that she will not marry a brahmin. Sharmistha on the other hand was the daughter of the king of ashuras. By nature both were the complete opposite. Inspite of being from the royal family Sharmishta was kind and polite. A gem of a lady.. Devyani was fiery, beautiful with a huge ego and was a really HOTIE. may be with real big tits too. Shamistha though had good bums. the round tight ones that you just feel like holding and never let them go. ummmmm .. well that was just a personal touch.. so coming back to the story.. The 2 girls were freinds.. and used to go skinny dipping in the pool.. how i would love to be there.. well someone was.. King Jajati

The dashing young king was out hunting and suddenly he hears the sweet sound of water splashing and the laughter of girls.. that meant only one thing. naked girls.. and by the sound of it.. more than one.. Jajati rushed towards the sound and finally saw them.. angels cooling off in the clear waters of the stream..

the girls were frightened.. but then realizing that the intruder was a handsome young man, coyly went on to cover themselves though a bit unwillingly. But then the great error happened. Sharmistha in a hurry wore Devyani's garments.. THAT WAS SACRILAGE.. Devyani was furious even forgetting that she was buck naked.. started shouting at Sharmishta, how dare she wear the clothes of a brahmin girl.. and that too the daugther of Guru Shukracharya.. Devyani was livid with rage.. and didnt hear the thousand apologies from Sharmistha.. she was just blind with rage.. Jajati just went his own way. Hot girls she could handle.. angry naked girls were a complete different ball game.

Sharmishta and her maids also went their own way. Devyani just stood there.. naked and cold.. the breeze was not helping either.. humiliated infront of a young man.. and that too by the daugther of one who worked with her father's permission. Then it happened.. all the pain, the anguish just broke through and she started to cry.. cry her heart out. it was so good till now and suddenly she had lost everything..

Jajati, who had a bad day at hunting was just returning back and suddenly he could hear a girl cry.. he was after all a King and had a duty to protect the weak. He immediately went towards the sound and found Devyani sitting behind a rock, spent from crying. Her chest heaving with every breath. His eyes could not leave the heaving chest. But then he was a man of respect. He took off his own tunic or whatever extra cloth they used to wear those days and covered poor Devyani with it. With sweet words of comfort he picked her up in his arms and brought her back home.

more to come in next post.. Will Devyani marry her prince charming. Will Devyani take revenge.. All of this and much more in Devyani and Sharmishta - II

Happy New Year

I wrote this last year.. will not just repeat myself.. so here it is..

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Many things have been said about the new year and many more will be said in the days ahead .. Just want to add a few words of mine..

The question is, Is this worth it. The great hula about the new year the celebrations.. The wishing.. A prosperous new year I believe... Great fun masti.. Etc .. Etc..

What has happened in the past that justifies this.. Has any of these wishes really worked ? Will they ever work.. If we really believe in fate then fate is just their.. Our wishes.. (may be a million in number) will never change that.. And if you are one of the lucky ones (or unlucky it’s a matter of perception) who don’t believe in fate then anyways the wishes don’t matter.

If you just take this as an occasion to enjoy then I understand the gr8 enthusiasm about the New Year. But then why not njoy every day.. If you cannot then why not enjoy feb 28th sept or 3rd to that matter any day.. Why just a new year. And by the way.. Is the year really new..
In the grid of space time equilibrium.. Future co-exists with the present and the past.. They are just there and everything just travels from one point to the other. So with the right amount and kind of energy it may be possible to be in the future NOW or just directly go from the past to the future without even going into the present.

My fellow human beings, if this is a possibility then does the definition of the Present hold good ??
If we don’t want to talk about quantum physics then lets not do so.. What about the fact that earth is round and is again in revolving around the sun in a sort of circular orbit so nothing new exactly happens in a new year.. Infact every new year you are not even at the same spot in space.. The sun has moved the earth has moved.. Infact nothing is the same and this change is not limited to the midnight of dec 31st every year.. It just happens.. Even as I am writing this this cosmic activity goes on.. So what is new ??

Can my learned friends please explain me that ?

Sorry to intrude in all your mail boxes. But just wanted to talk to all those revelers out there ?? Is there any real reason to rejoice ? Do you really think that the year ahead will be better than the one gone by. :-/ just wondering..

Hope.. Hope they say is something which is the greatest gift to us beings.. The spirit inside us .. just hope.. So carry on fellows in this false show of puerile bickering.

All the best for the perils ahead ..

And hope you maintain this spirit and HOPE in the life ahead.

My First Blog

Late at night I am just sitting here creating a blog for myself. I have seen the blogs of my freinds and felt kinda pulled to this. such a simple way to just write whatever crap that comes to your mind. may be no one will read this. but do i care.. hope i dont loose sight of this.. hope this blogs remains just for me... today is a big day.. atleast for this blog here.. it is the first.. so let us all gather a give a BIG hand ....

cheers...