Thursday, March 29, 2007


Attended a talk by Benazir Bhutto last evening. Well not all of it, but most of whatever was left after I managed to slip out of the cleanroom. Her security was light and brisk, the sort that really helps when you are running fifteen minutes late. But just as I entered the auditorium, I couldn't help but notice the terrible terrible lighting that some genius had rigged. Apparently someones idea of great lighting is to put the speaker in a bright spotlight while keeping rest of the hall pitch dark. Awesome job done. I only had my cellphone, plus I was asked to turn off the flash, so the photography is well...not up to the mark. First things first. I understand she is getting kind of old and all but she is still undeniably haat. Yes, even with that terrible lighting and the fact that I was about a good twenty metres away from where she was standing. But otherwise she wasn't exactly the brilliant orator I had imagined her to be. Here is a synopsis of what went on, or rather what I can remember of what went on.

She did the usual Eastern jig of how she didn't choose her life but instead her life chose her and all the routine about destiny and the sorts. In jarring juxtaposition she followed it up with some power-of-the-individual to shape the future talk. After this customary crap throwing, she went on to give a brief history of her life, her father, her education yadda yadda. She then talked at some length about the history of Pakistan, Afghanistan and about a series of events that were to shape Islamic fundamentalism in the time to come and Washington's role in all this. Along the way she mentioned something about Lahore turning into a center of drug abuse, and how this was fueling the crime rate (Illustrated with a cell phone snatching incident. Bah! And of course I don't agree, but that's besides the point. Or at least right now it is). She couldn't resist indulging in political braggadocio by claiming to have ushered in a golden era of peace and prosperity during her tenure and how it was all ruined by governments that followed. But somewhere within all that noise, she made a very valid point, not a new one, albeit one that is fundamental. She stressed repeatedly that peace is not in the interest of the military regime, to quite the contrary, it actually does them harm. But it is in their interest to pretend to be fighting terror, to feign an effort at peace, to pull the occasional terror kingpin from under their hat to fool the world. Elegantly simple point. Undoubtedly true. She mentioned in brief about the recent arrest of the Pakistani chief justice, arm twisting of a leading newspaper and state vandalism at a large private TV station. Despite the obvious heaviness in the air, she tried her best to keep the mood light, to drop a few funnies every now and then. Slipping it in with the punchlines, she declared she was returning to Pakistan this year and contesting in the national elections. Deliberately placed? I do not know but it kind of fits there. She called upon the international community (a.k.a unkle Sam) to ensure that the elections are free and fair. Or whatever that might be.

Good luck, my brave haat woman. May you win over the improbable odds of beating a dictator at the ballots. If and when you do, may you give your country back to whom it belongs. Amen to that!

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Aphorism for the day: People in love are unbearably boring.

Happy couples who think they are cute, take that!

Monday, March 19, 2007

What made this man make this choice?

a. Grass
b. Dementia
c. A very large suitcase

Sunday, March 18, 2007

If you buy the theory that a company would invest 3.5 billion rupees, placing their trust solely on the skill of these men, I hate to break it to you but Santa isn't for real. Awww...come on now.

But otherwise, I do wish they lose to SL (even better, to Bermuda) and spare me the terrible boredom of having to go through with that obsessive desi syndrome of checking on the score every five minutes. Please get it over with.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

I just came across this brilliant piece of TV journalism. This guy is absolutely awesome. Karan Thapar minus the nonsense. Encore!
I swear to dear self that I will strike down with the terrible wrath of a million volts of lightning on the next person who argues "scientifically" against the concept of God. The other bunch of idiots, who try to prove God with the help of science, will hopefully be taken care of by natural selection. Seriously, how difficult can it be to understand that the concept of God has nothing to do with science and science has nothing to do with the concept of God? Science bases itself strictly on proof and does not misconstrue the lack of proof as proof for the opposite. The concept of God is strictly personal faith based and beyond the scope of even proof/disproof by exhaustion. So just because you can laugh at the local idiot creationist, please spare me the smugness of having disproved God. Instead realize how lame it is to attack a weakened argument while avoiding the original one. And while you are at it, do science a big favor; smash yourself with the fattest book on quantum mechanics that you can find.

I have nothing against atheist/theists per se. It is only those who are bent on making a mockery of science that my lighting shall seek :P

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

When to tune out of a conversation:

When someone insists on protecting you from you. Thank you very much.
They say, if you look hard enough, you could find anything, in the chaos that is India. But who would've thought of this? What's next? Elvis's descendants spotted dancing around a tree somewhere in Varanasi? Heh! That would be fun!

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Interesting conversation of the day.

Some random desi guy (SRDM): Hey Ramon, are you from Kerala?
Me: Yeah, I am.
SRDM: So you eat phish?
Me: Yup, I eat pretty much everything that comes on a plate.
SRDM: *with raised eyebrows* You eat bheef?
Me: *doing the terribly pretentious - wtf! It's so obvious, why this question, I am so above this - shrug* Yeah, I do.
SRDM: *thinks for a moment* Are you a communist?

Gawd!!!
One of the most terrible tragedies of this world is a recurring theme in our daily lives. We live through it and around it. We have learnt to accept it and not fight it. Early in our lives, we become desensitised, to this abuse of self, to an extent that it no longer provokes a moral outrage that it so legitimately should. The outrage is instead replaced by a sad resignation to fate, an acceptance of defeat. And God's greatest creation lies defeated, destroyed not by forces alien, but from within, from within his refusal to reason.

PS: Yes, one of those moods. This, almost always, happens before tests :P