The Truth About Me-self

Once I had two cute kittens -- two very playful and cute kittens. One day, when I returned from office, I saw the two of them run over by some vehicle. One was already dead and the other was still breathing but it's guts were out and I was sure I could not save it. I mean, they were two very cute kittens -- about two months old. It was about 11.00 pm and there was none around, and I took the dead one and threw it's body in a nearby gutter. I came back to attend to the second one -- it was breathing hard and I knew it was nearing it's end too. I didn't know what to do. I just sat near it and saw it taking deep breaths -- it's last ones. I couldn't stand it die just like that in front of me but I also knew that I couldn't do anything more to help it. In my town emergency vetrinary service is NILL and even if I take it to the nearby Govt. Vetrinary Hospital, which closes by 6.00 pm, the doors would be just closed, and if I say I've an orphaned kitte...

I don't know why I'm writing about this now as this happened a decade ago - back in 2007, or perhaps in the first half of 2008. I was staying in Bengaluru then and my girlfriend was studying in Chennai. She was new in Chennai and was finding it hard to fit in, she coming from a small town like Thiruvananthapuram. We used to correspond every evening when we were free and this particular day she sounded very dull. I asked her what happened and she said she's finding it too difficult to cope up and that she just wanted to quit and go back. I tried consoling her but she nearly broke down and started crying. That's when I said I'd go down and meet her the next day. She was surprised. It was almost 9.00 pm and I was promising her of meeting the next day. She asked me how I'm going to make it. I asked her not to worry about me but to get a good sleep and wait for me the next day morning. Well, I packed my bag and borrowed Rs. 200 from my roommate as I was running...

I'm always bestired by this thought that the Earth and the human race is not as alone in this Universe as we think it is. And what more -- I do believe in the existence of parralel Universes. But sorry I'm not a science geek or even a science student. I've no proofs for what I believe in. I'm just a compulsive dreamer who happens to have a gift for words to say what I think about. What I'm, what I think is a different matter... But if my belief is true about parallel Universes and other species existing beyond Earth... I'm also led to believe that these other beings are the protectors of Earth -- That they have defended and protected this Earth very effectively so far, even while we've been destroying it through the ages in every possible manner. So are these extra-terestrials that we refer to as Gods? Even if they're I'd bet my very fragile life up on it and say that their actual names , if they ever have one, are not Shiva, Jesus or anything...

One one-side, we talk about women empowerment, about not objectifying women, about not considering women only the basis of their looks but also as intelligent, smart and successful beings equal to men, and yet we celebrate beauty pageant of women of all ages, sizes and shapes! And what are these women - Rocket scientists? Surgeons? Accomplished academicians? Diplomats? What do they do after winning in these 'beauty' competitions other than trying their luck in cinema, getting involved in 'social' and 'charity' works and launching their own line of fashion boutiques, and (lately) even getting into politics and become our ministers? What's the actual message here? Confusing!

Never have I felt so down and insulted. Someone who doesn't even know how tags in a web post works is my senior and she has had a distaste for me from the beginning. Honestly, touching my heart, I can say that I've done nothing or spoken nothing to offend her till date. My only mistake - Unlike others, I behave a little aloof and I don't mingle much. I do take French leaves at office but whenever I'm there, I behave most professionally. I used to be very friendly with my seniors in my past job but I had to pay the price for it, even with my job. Now, I just go to office, do what's assigned to me, extend my time there if there's a need and then retreat to myself after office. Where am I going wrong? Why am I getting stuck with the wrong kind of people always? Something in me tells me that I need a drastic change but I can't figure out what about me that needs to be changed. But I know this one thing for sure that if that change is made, I'd be mu...

I'm a chronic insomniac and tonight my insomnia has doubled up as it has a reason - it's hardly 32 hours since I'd get married, and that too, to a girl I couldn't have even dreamed of in my wildest dreams! She keeps repeating that she's not a beautiful girl, but to me she's the most wonderful woman I've ever come across -- she's my Wonder Woman! She's kind, helpful, realistic, accommodating, strong, no nonsense (except with me because she likes to fool around me), sensitive, careful, caring, ready to take charge if the situation calls for it, ready to call a spade a spade, strong willed yet tender, passionate and most of all as loving as loving could be... I could just keep on adding adjectives here but that still wouldn't define her completely. I know I could be mocked at for showering a girl with such praise when I've known her only for hardly three and half months. Also because in these three and half months, we've seen each ...