Thursday, November 09, 2006

IRONY Unbound - Bhullakad das

It happened that evening. I had the chance to visit an old age home. I went with a couple of friends, to oblige ourselves of the community service pledge that we took not so long ago. We went in.

The scene was quite the usual, as one watches in the movies. An uneventful air filling the room, the television running at full volume, n more than half of the oldies searching for their hearing aids. Hema Malini's interview was on..now how could they hav ever missed tht?!!..

Newyz, one of my friends pointed out, "hey, why is the 'reading room' locked?.."
I knew the answer."Its not of much use if they are bound to forget what they read, the very next day, is it?"
Startled, she asked,"And, why is that?"
In a dismissive tone, i said,"C'mon dont u know that?.its not an ordinary old age home. Its for the people who have that disease..."
Right then, a curious resident came up, n said, "Ya, we are suffering from...uuhhh..ahem...wait, i know"..
The dumb ass made it worse for he old man.."Tell me na, What disease?!!"
I siad, "Arre, that memory loss thing yaar..its very common in old age..the names's just slipping out..."
The old man then put me out of my misery, he said, "Its Alzhiemer's son. We suffer from Alzhiemer's disease."
He remembered!!..

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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

IRONY

My friend of mine just moments ago brought this interesting irony to my notice. Using the dictionary mode in the cell, he typed in 'selected'. Now, for other possible words of the same arrangement, the first one tht popped up was 'rejected'. They say a thin line separates the two..it sure does, a very thin line.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Of all the people rumbling n denouncing the 'unfortunate' incident and the indecent gesture on part of the Aussies, one man is sure gettin his molar 'gold' tooth visible all through the day..Jagmohan Dalmiya would be laughing out of his wits!!..A 'post'match fixing arrangement mr. Dalmiya, this?..

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Monday, November 06, 2006


Last nite, I had trouble sleeping. In my dream, I saw this frail african boy with an amputated arm, mocking at me. He had a placard in hand that said - YOU THINK YOU HAVE FREEDOM.

Sleep still eludes me. I dont want to see him again. Im content with my self-righteous world and the ignorance that I present myself upfront with, to relieve myself of worrying about the world around me, or that which affects me, one way or the other.

Leave me alone boy. I dont want the eternal awakening. I am lucky I am not you. And I dont want to go into,
"what if i was?"..

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