The Party I observed...

Have you ever been to a party and observed... I mean everyone goes to parties and dances.. has fun chills... but sometime.. just once maybe you should just observe ... this post is about the one time I did just that ..

Big party loud music most people are half drunk ... some people sitting others blaring into the karaoke mic... still others dancing to the songs others are singing and there I spotted across a long table a girl ... young, fair don't know her name so lets call her Ying and then there was a guy again young, fair don't know his name either so lets call him Yang, it seemed like he din't know Ying very well ... a friend`s friend I`m guessing. The two seemed to be having some sort of conversation ... the general kinds... safe topics .. about the weather, work health... the party went on Yang`s friend, the same that was Ying`s friend started to get quite high and could not help but sing along with every song and kept insisting that Ying and Yang join the fun ... they both seemed happier with the conversation .. I guess it must have moved on to more interesting subjects.
It was a matter of time before Ying and Yang re positioned their seats to face each other more ... well Yang was practically sitting across the table ... one would get the feeling he wanted to be close to her but I could be mistaken, maybe he was just trying to be heard... I gave him the benefit of doubt, but that dint prevent me from noticing when broke the touch barrier and when she responded with a gentle giggle .. but then again maybe he had just said something funny that I couldn't hear while simultaneously finding no other place to place his hand other than on hers.

The night went on and along comes another guy ... young, slightly taller than Yang again din`t know Ying very well but knew Yang well enough to want to sit at the same table...lets call him Yoong conversation ensued now Yoong adding his two bits, Ying reacting similarly to both Yang and Yoong and Yang does not seem very happy about it.. he needs another drink... gets it and gets back in the game... a few more drinks later its time for Ying to leave and it seems like while Yang is some points ahead of Yoong, Yoong is not letting go without a fight so they both go to walk Ying to her car and she drives off into the ... well its already night so she does not drive off into the sunset but she drives off and I guess she never gave Yoong or Yang another thought..

Please Note: This is not a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of what the author saw. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is because it happened or seemed that way.  

The Meaning of 'Interesting'

I have always maintained that the word interesting is a very interesting word. I have also always wondered what the word actually means, and what is the concept of interest? Well here goes an attempt to answer the questions that I have just conjured.

The proposition:

“Some thing is interesting when you don’t know everything about the specific thing but you do know enough to know that you want to know more”

The explanation:

Things are not interesting when we know nothing about them; say if we were to talk about some weird abstract string theory concept of physics with a student of arts. The guy has never heard about it, he knows nothing it is boring. On the other had, going by the principle laid down if you know everything about something there are no questions and therefore no interest. So in order to be interested in something it is not only important to know a little bit about it but also important to have the want to know much more.

The same thing also applies to people, people are interesting when they are intriguing, and you believe that there is a lot to them than meets the eye. Using the same concept on a much lighter note, if you want someone to be interested in you, you should be interested in them let them know something about you but only enough to want to know more, which is probably why the girls like the bad boys ;-)

Chasing the car

I was having a rather random conversation with a rather random conservationist nothing too serious nothing sincere either. When suddenly the question of relationships cropped up, started with this rather random conversationalist telling me about crushes were not people that this rather random conversationalist liked. Which got me thinking what is the difference between a crush and infatuation and say liking and then going on to really really liking and finally the coveted love.

This rather random conversationalist asked me what the difference was and of the top of my head I answered with an example that in retrospect I think was quite interesting.

A Crush is like a dog chasing a car that it knows it can never catch and even if by some stroke of divine intervention he does catch it the dog will have no idea what to do with it.

An infatuation is a man that neither knows how to drive nor affords a car is running behind one, so he still doesn’t know what to do with it if by luck he somehow manages to catch it, but apart from catch it he has no chance anyway cos he definitely cant buy one.

Liking, is a little more complex, it’s a man that can afford a car and knows how to drive sitting at home researching on the internet about what the car is like and if or not the car will suit him and will he suit the car.

Then comes the next stage or the post homework stage where you have kinda decided on 2-3 of your top choices and you go around to the show rooms looking at them, ask people who own cars what owning a car like that one will be all about, but you know that your car will be different, people who give u bad opinions about that car you really like are either crapping cos they couldn’t have it or cos they don’t know how to drive it right.

Dating, another interesting concept, it’s very simply the test drive.

Finally love is going to that showroom with your check book in the pocket and being ready to sign that check and after the test drive the only thing that can come in the way of you and the car you so badly want now is un availability.

Of course if the car is available and the check is signed congratulations you are now officially going out. ;-)

Laughter is the best medicine, but what when that is the disease.

This is a story about a time that was a while ago, about a place that was Hyderabad. It was the second time I was in Hyderabad, the first time being when I was very little. Now straight away to the story. From college a large contingent of around 14 students had gone to attend summons, the feast at NALSAR. It was fun, literally 9 days of planned fun. On one of these days we decided to go see the city of Hyderabad. Five of us that were free that evening went roaming around, first ate Hyderabadi biriyani at this place called paradise which is famed for its biriyani, it was okay, nothing out of this world. Then I remembered from my first trip to the city that there was a very nice ice cream parlour by the name of snow ball. Trouble was it was no where near where we were, but in the absence of any specialized knowledge of the vicinity we decided to find this parlour and have some nice ice cream. We searched till evening turned into night but apparently something had happened to that parlour in the last decade of so. Then we decided to go put something in our tummies and headed for this mall that had a Delhi 7, 8 PM, 9 o’ clock and 10 Downing Street we visited each and every one of these sitting for a few minutes in each of them only to get up and go to the next, soon we were in the mall outside with nothing to do, once more. Among the five of us that were there was V a.k.a voix. She was getting increasingly bugged that no one was doing anything amusing, she insisted that we do something, I really wandered what she meant but well that’s what she seemed to want something.

 

After this what I experienced is something both funny and scary. It’s the kind of time you think, was that not supposed to be the medicine? V looked up; saw a guy wearing a ‘Super Man’ T- Shirt. She exclaimed, “Supppper Maan” and burst out laughing. It was all fine for a while since her bad jokes are legendary. This however was different, she refused to stop. She just kept on laughing, for around 30 seconds I was happy, at least the whining about doing something had stopped, but the laughter showed no sign of retreat and after that I was wondering if that’s the way V laughs, for a long time. This went of for another few minutes, the laughter receded, but just as it was reaching its ultimate she decided that it was also very funny that another one of the five had bought a ‘thumbs up’ and was letting us drink it and the laughter went on with renewed fervor. V laughed for 20-25 minutes, I was freaked out. It was a proper fit, she just had no control over her laughter. On hind sight it is very appropriate, she wanted something amusing, she got her medicine, we got amused.          

The Ancient laws of Driving in India: Fear the B

Since I was a kid and had first started sniffing at the dream of driving I was told always fear the B. Normally I would have wondered what they meant when I was told fear the B, but that was never a problem since I was given a whole lesson on the scary B’s of driving in India.

Bus: Top of the list. When on the road on four wheels, in the land with a billion people, the BUS is the king, hovering high over the road and the rest of vehicality, the BUS driver owns the road and therefore has the right to suddenly turn left, or right, jump red lights, come in the right lane and then turn left. Special note for people driving in the Capital, we don’t have an F1 track for a reason, we don’t need one. The BUSES put up a fairly good show on the roads itself, mass entertainment. The overtaking, the sharp turning, the G-Force thrills, the damages, accidents, casualties, drama, the Delhi BUSES have it all. FEAR THEM,

Bcha: Fear what you do not understand। Bacha a।k.a child. A child on the road can be more scary than bungee jumping. You never know what the child will do and the kid is never responsible for its actions. See a child, break, stop, wait or physically go out and move the kid to the side only to see it back in the center by the time your back in the car.

Baail: Wrath of the Gods. Baail a.k.a cattle. India is very interesting when it comes to wild life. You go to a wild life sanctuary and wait for days, and all you will see are the insects that you dint know existed. You travel in a city like Delhi and you’ll see all the cattle that gives you your daily milk. So what’s the problem with cows and buffaloes, they are sweet looking timid animals? That is true, but they are also among the laziest animals on the planet and here they are worshiped. So they take up their divine role and decide that there should be a divider ‘here’ and they will just sit down there refusing to budge till the next meal time. If you see a piece of cattle on the road, try to maneuver around it, if its sitting blocking the road, try to coax it to move, you will look very stupid calling a cow on the road with a few leaves, but it can work at times. If nothing works, then it’s a sign from god, you have not been giving the almighty enough attention, sit down and pray for the cattle to leave.

Bai: Bai (marathi) also known as lady. Now these come in two varieties and both should be feared differently, one is the regular lady, that will get scared when you honk, drop her purse, some thing will fall out she will pick it up and move aside and let you go, wither in peace or in pieces depending on what fell out of the purse.

The second variety is the deluxe version of the Bai called the Sari wali Bai, who will jut not know if she should go left or right, there is a latest addition to the deluxe version called the super duper deluxe version that is so deadly that if you ever see this on a road, slam the breaks, stop and wait. It doesn’t matter if the guy behind you ended up smashing is bonnet in your bumper, you still alive. This is two sair wali Bais. This combo will always as a rule split up one will go left the other will go right, usually the left will go right and the right will go left, banging in the middle, their shopping baskets falling, they will then pick up the shopping, decide where to go and then go in opposite directions finally allowing the car to pass just after one of the two did change her mind and decided to join the other sari wali bai. BE SCARED, BE VERY SCARED.

Cute

The Webster’s dictionary defines it to be something that is ugly yet tolerable. However the colloquial usage of the word is well... something off that. Off late the usage of this term has become more or less meaningless. This is a phenomenon I’ve noticed more among the fairer sex. Everything is cute, every animal that ends before their knees is cute, every guy that looks decent and not like Arnold Schwarzenegger is cute.[1] Things are cute, flowers, cups, pots even nails are cute. Two people hugging are cute; at times even fighting is cute. Leaves of trees are cute, birds are cute, and feathers are cute. Cows are cute, yaks are cute, even Donkeys are cute. To top it all the Brick is cute. At times I wonder if the word cute had a soul that needed to be present whenever the meaning of the word was used then the soul of the word cute would be tattered up amongst its so many varied uses. On another thought maybe that is why Webster defined the word cute to mean ugly yet tolerable because with the usage of the meaning being so negligible the soul can rest in peace.

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[1] Which kind of amounts to every 15^th guy on the planet.

Laissez-faire

College started again. First thing that happened after the day in the dust (cleaning it up actually) was the long list of new rules which kinda reminded me of this poem that i had written about doing away with rules like this

Laissez-faire

From time in memorial it is known to man

That he should be left to do what he can

No rules, no regulations no bell at night

Let man work his way and fight his fight

Situations will come; there will be many a test

For him to find a way, to show he’s the best

Darwin called it survival of the fit

Each man builds his own bit by bit
so now its time for me to fend

A helping hand to myself I’ll lend.

Kanishk Kakkar

24/1/07

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Last day of Education

Now neither is this poem mine nor is it from anywhere down my memory lane, this is a poem written by a senior of mine very recently and well again as the title goes this was written when he was passing out of college, there is a bit of relevance in relation to the earlier post so this piece just has to be here

Last day of education

Last day of education, last day of being student.

Last day of fun, last day of baking in sun.

Last day of our fights, last day of movie nights.

Last day of listening to none, last day of being one.

Last day of vodka shots, last day of attendance shorts.

Last day of joshi's Dal, last day of tolerating Dalal.

Last day of evening walks, last day of On the Rocks.

Last day of dean being wicked, last day of playing floor cricket... ....

live this last day to the fullest !

Anuj bhandari

3/5/08

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Last day at school

Hey, these days i'm in two new moods, one is going through a lot of old stuff that i had written a while ago and the other is i'm in the mood to blog so well putting two and two together i'm blogging about some of my older stuff, this is as the title suggests written during the last days of school, whenever i get charged with emotion poetry flows and thats how i guess this one came out

Last day at school

It's finally here this is the end
Now school is over and life will bend
The treasures of youth the magic of friends
The pleasures of jokes with tragic ends
The times we spent chatting to glory
With zealous passion we would tell a story
The time has passed, it has just flown by
And now I really don't want to say good bye
But oh alas we just have to move on
From students in 12th to follow the sun
But my heart says the end is not here
We will meet again far or near
Destiny has ment to keep us longer
And that's why friends have never bonded stronger
Together we leave on our paths with sorrow
Don't shed a tear you may meet tomorrow
With jokes in our ears and the sun in our eyes
We will be chatting again forgetting gone byes
Now coming to the end of this humongous rhyme
Lets wish each other good bye now is the time.

Kanishk Kakkar
08/02/2006

Why cant parents understand???

This is a poem i had written during my class 12 boards and that was my mental element at that time, i had never planned to show it to my parents but as fate would have it i showed it to some of my friends who showed it to their parents (well they hadn't written it after all) and during one of the exams it leaked from one parent to another and it was out in the open, strangely i got an interestingly positive reaction and all was well now this thing goes public or the closest to that.

Why cant parents understand???

Parents say they know what's best for me

And invariably they're right

But the few rare times when I disagree

It ends up in a fight

They not only tell us to study

As if that's not enough

They'll also tell us what and when

Only making things tough

They do not know the syllabi

They do not know the course

But they have an agenda for everything

And that they will force

The situation is very glum

And the there's nothing you can do

For then they'll display your actions

Like an animal at the zoo

I know I am no exception

It's like this everywhere

For our parents have their expectation

To which we must adhere.

Now the trouble with this rhyme is that

Well it should reach their ears

But then we'll see the zoo again

And an animal will be in tears

So I've written these words of truth

That can't be said or heard

So I'll just be liven life the way it is,

Without uttering a single word.

Kanishk Kakkar

21/02/2006

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22/02/2006

Bongs are like mercury

Well when I told this one line to most people I dint actually say anything more so well I don’t think I need to say too much more here either all I need to say is:

two drops of mercury when in close proximity stay together

mercury has high cohesive forces.

Nuf said

laugh and you laugh alone

This is a very common saying that laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone. i found this statement used in a friends blog(http://poignantrose.blogspot.com/2007/05/exchange-offer-p.html) and either contextually or even otherwise I'd like to differ on.
i would like to humbly submit that the statement 'you laugh and the world laughs with you' is not true and i will provide multiple explanations for the same.

First: when ur happy and laughing u don't see the people who are crying and think that the whole world is sharing ur joy.

and lastly: often people only seem to be happy when you are and that why you think so. in fact the other person may well be quite sad and the fact that you are happy may only trouble the person evermore.


furthermore, when you cry, anyone and every one whose lives you touch to a certain deep extent will be hurt and will in effect be in tears.

so the net number of people who will support you whether ur happy or sad is the same and more often that not it is the same people also.

so ending this post here keeping it short, i think what is important is that you should have people to share things with be it happiness or sadness for that matter and that is what is most important, everyone needs a ear.

The non-quantized circles

This is known as the non quantized circle theory. Its like this, as the figure shows a large number of concentric circles, theses circles in the figure are quantized but well imagine that they are not, they are non quantized and a circle can be anywhere at any distance from the center. Now imagine that a person is standing at the center, right where that tiny little black dot is, and everyone you know, meet or even see gets plotted somewhere on the this plane of the circles. There are two aspects of the plotting, one is obviously the magnitude, and the other is the angle. The magnitude is more or less self explanatory, the more some one knows you the closer that person will be plotted. The capacity in which a person knows another is what defines the angle, one person may be plotted on one side of the circle and another may be plotted on the diametrically opposite side of the same circle, which would mean that two people are equally close to the person in question but in different capacities. Now man is like pen, with a cap. Now if one person sees the person in the center as a round sided pen the other may see the small little thing that is there on the pen to hold the pen in ones pocket. So its the same person but two different people will see two very different things of that same person. Now you cant say that the person is ever changing unless and until he turns and shows people on one side the other side. OK. So all this is very fine, but whats the use, see now the whole trouble arises that people get plotted but are not static. They can move, but yes there are limitations that can be placed on the movements on these people, but when people are closer to the circle when they move they can very easily see things that they might not have been able to see before, some people, very few as far as i believe, are like pens without their caps, they are uniform, no matter which side you see them from they will be the same. Most people have differences in their sides, so when a person who matters sees something that one has not seen before there are two options in front of the person.
a) accept the presence of the other side and either defend it or try some thing along those lines.

b) the other option is, go to the market and but another cap, and put it on in such a way that only the moving person sees what he wants to, and no one sees any change.
I understand that this is getting very long, but well this is some thing like a conclusion;

It is often easier to take path (b) and (a) might seem like a path with a lot of explanation, but i am saying this out of personal experience that (a) is the better the safer path. Another thing that is very nice to have is some one who is plotted on an oscillatory circle just outside the dot, like i have my dog, who is running around on that path, sees everything there is to see.