Opine or just Whine!
Few futile expressions: "I Know.""It's Bad. I mean it's Horrible.""So Cute.""What are they doing?? Why can't they just play properly?""I think, I think we really need to change the system.""How can they do this? This is Insane.""Very Funny!""How Mean!""Whatever."
Natter with Almighty!
Rex Theatre, Bangalore, showing "Monsoon Wedding". In her palms lay, Balcony tickets for Rs 55 for two. Engrossed in the conversation about the Big Bang theory and constellations, she gulped down 2 cans of Red Bull and savoured chicken puff from Nilgiris cafe. "Do you belive in God?", she uttered anxiously. "No, there is no God. God is a mere imagination created holistically for the society. It is created to comfort oneself at insecured times. It is our nature to term the unexplained as God. This was done when the solar system was beyond anyone's imagination and the stars, sun and the moon were worshipped. It's well depicted in the movie 'God must be crazy' where a tribe starts worshipping a bottle because its attribute or knowhow was uncomprehensible to them. If there is God, it's anything alien that is awaiting to be embrace fame."
Gypsy's car on any random day had permanent 3 passengers. Sipping on used and abused petrol, when the car passed by Kemp Fort, a shopping mall that protects the magnanimous Shiv temple from air and noise pollution, Gypsy jumped in excitement wondering when did that temple come up. She had started pondering about what could have been there behind Kemp Fort before the temple was erected. She asked, "Would you guys really pray in a temple if you knew that before it was built, it was used as a garbage dumping ground?". "Hell No. I don't pray anyways.", gypsy replied in no time. After giving it a thought Gymo said, "It's worth thinking about. Actually we do not know what is the past of any location that holds base for reknown temples before their existence. The famous ones have some history but we have so many temples that it's impossible to know what it's precendence actually is. I know one thing for sure; because we replanned our new house I pray where my bathroom would have actually been according to the previous plan. It's psyching."
She, devoid of any friends, drove down to Jumbo Point, a piece of land adjacent to a runway in Bangalore Airport, on a pale sunday listening to Nitin Sahwney. She was lonely and dazed. She was thinking about God. On her way, she crossed a few huts where she saw idols of Lord Ganesha being carved. It was being done at the backyard of their houses. She kept thinking about when would HE, the lord himself enter the idol. Will he get trapped in it? Will he enter all the idols being carved all over the world? Does he need a face that he identifies with? He is God. He is omnipresent and omnipotent. There is only one God and rest are all his depiction. Then why do we go to temples to pray to worship different illustrations of HIM? Sometimes, don't the different depictions clash? Then she noticed a few abandoned idols because they were probably not carved appropriately and didn't sell. So will HE not bless them with his presence? It's hard to answer so many questions when you are alone.
She was gasping for breath and longing for water. She had covered 6 km of the 9 km climb from tirupati to tirumala. She was going to one of the most holy places in India. The group called for some rest. Rejuvenated with energy drinks, they marched on. As soon as they reached, people approached them selling tickets shouting in tandem, "200, 500, 1000, 2000, 10000". The amount of time one could spend experiencing God was based on the amount of money one could pay. Does God know about this? If HE did would he let this happen? Would he make himself more accessible to a flourishing fraternity? God treats everyone equally. Because they hadn't bought any ticket and decided to join the queue without it, they got a glimpse of HIM for nano nanoseconds. They were pushed and shooed away because the faith wasn't backed by enough money.
There was utter chaos in the house. Everyone was worried about her uncle wondering how will he be able to climb all the way to Amarnath. The chaotic poll was to decide who would accompany him. Her uncle was ready to walk barefeet and even bow at every step en voyage. If anyone saw the passion in his eyes for HIM, you would know that there is nothing stopping him. She questioned him if God would reward him more if he made himself suffer more while reaching HIM. HE has never told us that he would be there for us more if we would make ourself suffer more. Why do people do it then? Would I be considered less faithful because I haven't walked barefeet to HIS temple? She thought it was sadistic to think about God like that.
She smiled while doing her daily prayers in the bathroom without an idol imagining HIS visage for the day. HE had no form!!
The fellowship of the Solution!!
When history unfolds, there are always untold heroic acts oveshadowed by the work of the renown. This post is a mere attempt to bring out one of the coveted traits the wierdo possessed.
One hour lunch break in college used to give us very few options for places to eat. When it intersected with Apurv's budget for lunch, the places boiled down to 3. That day it was Moghul Darbar with a little leniency on the budget; I could have a fresh lime soda sweet with a cherry in it!! Whoa!! When the lunch was coming to an end, we all partially knew that we were going to bunk the afternoon classes. Lethargy and Movies; we all were thinking the same. Rishi had done his part for the day. That day's contribution was shit scoops in waffle cone with chocolate toppings. Apurv tried to instigate everyone for a bet like he always did and we could never fathom who actually chickened out!!!
On a normal day such establishment are a source of unlimited revelry. We all tooted our horns about our threshold for disgust and Jinwin as always was unleashing his creativity. Jitu put in some imaginative ideas too and that day his offer was too tempting for Jinwin to refuse. The act at hand was swallowing a pool of spit offered from the palm of the Lord himself; the fellowship would contribute one for each. The bet was on the table open to be accepted. One Magai Pan! Jinwin was contemplating and after taking a brisk stroll around the North pole he knew what he wanted. He exclaimed, Two Magai Paan and 2 magai paan it is!! He made it clear that the negotiation windows were closed (Jinwin's signature style"puurrrrrrriiitttUP")
The fellowship was prepared. The question then was who would emit the initial fluid. Jitu had to do it and one by one Apurv, Rishi, Papali (Though he was hungry!!!), Vineeth and I followed. It was all there in Jitu's palm ready to be consumed and with every second passing by the fluid was getting anxious. The alien environment was getting unbearable and only Jinwin could understand the quandary of the spit!!! Jinwin devoured all of it in Two seconds. He started running towards the paan shop prompting the paanwaala "Two magai paan". Jinwin was all smiles munching on the paan feeling triumphant for the act of honour and amuse. It was his DAY!
