Saturday, 16 November 2013

கடவுளுக்கு காய்ச்சல் அடிக்கிறது!....

தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு தினத்தில்  கோவில்
நீண்ட வரிசையில், காத்திருந்த போது
துளிர்த் சிந்தனைதைத் துளிகள்!..
நேற்று ஆள் அரவம் இல்லாத கோவிலில் இன்று கூட்டம்!
சாமியை காண இன்று மட்டும் எல்லோருக்கும் என்ன அவசரம்!
பாவத்தின் சுமை எல்லாருக்கும் நிரம்பி வழிகிறதோ!..
அல்லது சுண்டலுக்கும், பொங்கலுக்கும் சேர்ந்த கூட்டமா!
தன் வருங்கால வாழ்கை துணையை தேட வந்த கூட்டமா?
பக்தியும் முக்தியும் அழகான பெண்களின் மீது கொண்ட
பார்வையில் கரைகிறது!
நம் கடமையும் , பாவமும் உண்டியல் காசில் நிறைகிறது!
அச்சோ!...
ஒரு வேளை கடவுளுக்கு உடம்பு சரி இல்லையோ!
அதனால் தான் இத்தனை பேர் நலம் விசாரிக்க வருகிறார்களோ!
நடை திறந்ததும் முண்டி அடிக்கும் கூட்டம் நடை
மூடியதும் இருந்த சுவடில்லாமல் காணாமல் போகிறது!
தன் பாவங்களை புத்துணர்ச்சி உடன் தொடர...,
500 ரூபாய் special தரிசனம் பார்த்தவனக்கு  அதிக
பாவச் சலுகை போலும்!
கோவில் வாசல்களில் 6 மாசத்திற்கு பாவச்
சந்தா 1000 ரூபாய் என அறிவிப்பு பலகை            வைக்கும்  
நாள் ரொம்ப தூரம் இல்லை!                                                                                                                                        
ஒரு பாவத்திற்கு கோரும் மன்னிப்பு                                                                                                            இன்னொரு பாவத்தின்தொடக்கம் ஆகிறது!..
-இப்படிக்கு 130 கோடி இந்திய பாவிகளில் ஒருவன்!.... :)

Wednesday, 6 November 2013

Confessions on Confession Pages!

Like, share, photo uploads, tags, farmville, chatting, My reactions..,completely wore out by all of these facebook jargons, I took a decision not to frequent facebook often, and on that very auspicious night, I took this gratifying resolution, and when I was about to log off, one of my friend pinged, asking me to have a look on a page. Little did I know then, that I'm in for a different form of addiction! Just one visit to that page, made me to forget my new resolution, and once again, my affinity towards fb grew stronger!
Skimming through that page, I'm instantly fascinated by it's concept.,that little spark of an idea. I learned yet another facebook jargon. They called it  'confession page'..! You can make your confession public, ofcourse with complete anonymity. As the page, attractively tempts you to confess, with it's tagline, 'You're identity is completely taken care of'. :)
Every thing,which goes viral in a not so healthy way, must have been started initially with good intentions. What should have been created as a means of whistle blowing, the deviations in the organization, in a healthy way, soon turned out to be a portal for publicizing and popularizing one's confessions.
To me, it's hypothetical to answer if it is for good or bad. It wafted a new trend, a new useless, but entertaining way of killing up the time. By analyzing hundreds, of confessions made, I'm happy to know I'm not left alone in the personal tussle, the stride of finding oneself. People are more concerned about their personal problems more than job. Most of us scared of speaking up with open heart. There is always a chamber of the heart that is locked up in the deepest crevices of our conscience, and we never easily excavate it and express to anyone. What I consider, as an remarkable achievement of pages like this, is that it makes people revisit this locked layer, hidden and not cared about for a long time, understanding it, coming up with a clear idea, of their problems, and making it public as their confession. :)
Human behavior is perhaps very strange. It exhibits truth and innocence, with anonymity, and camouflage itself with lies, selfishness, exhibiting a different personality, completely devoid of any minor trace of their true inner self. How pathetic, we've become. We need a third person to evoke our inner self, and we dare to speak it out, to express ourselves only with fake identity. Speaking on par with one's heart, makes you an alien, and we've framed out a unwritten law, to treat such people, who speak up the bitter truth, in the face,  with caution. We think they're dangerous. But we dont realize that we're more dangerous and explosive, hiding every bad ugly truth, frustration, guiltiness, hatred within ourselves, ready to explode, anytime, and we're as vulnerable as a balloon that'll burst, with a prick of a needle.
Out of the many astounding confessions, rendered straight from their hearts, is related to love, and other variations of love. People even dare to express the socially unaccepted form of love, or unethical ways of love. At times, this page resembles, the 8.30 TV reality show, that makes entertainment by discussing one's personal problems.(Hope most of you, must have seen it :) ). It inculcates a sense of likeliness for peeping into other people'e problems, and making entertainment out of it. There is a perfect word for describing this, strange likeliness, but I'm refraining from using that word. :)
I realize this strange likeliness proliferated virally, in that page. We started yearning for entertainment out of everywhere. At times, we even don't hesitate to make ourselves an object of entertainment. Some of the confessions, are well written, true to the confessor's heart, that everyone feel to praise him. You don't need to write such things with anonymity. Some are like a case study, as shocking, as raw like the one they discuss in TV reality show. These ones, would be subjected to thorough analysis, mocking, teasing, and teasing in a best possible, professionally euphemistic way. :)
Like a sinner confessing in church, we bring out the voice of our guilty, to the fore, making it public. Actually, we're not confessing it to the readers. Technically, we're confessing to the admin of that page. He is the one, who moderates and publishes it. :)
Seeing other's confessions,we're is happy to know, that we're not left alone in our stride..We're not the only one guilty of our deeds. We're not alone, in search of a place like a garbage dump to shed out our ugly self, and wear out a new mask. We're not the only pathetic creature on this earth, and it is only this assurance, that one is not alone in their sufferings and stride that gives us hope and confidence.
When you're dumped by your girl friend, visit this page, and you'll know you're just one of the long list of poor guys getting dumped. If you're cheated, betrayed by the one you love, this page caws out, that you're not the first one to be cheated in this world. :)
Having it's equal share of merits and demerits, this  emerging trend can be a 2 sided knife. While it is healthy, to encourage one to bring out their true inner turmoil, it also, at times, makes oneself, coward of expressing themselves with their true identity. Confessions, should be made only for something, that looks ugly, scary, the truth that exposes your grey shade, but not to real, true findings of your heart.
If you wanna vent your anger, burn your inner turmoil, express frustration, exhibit your hope, lay it out  as a status, rather than a confession. This page, holds the danger of making one, fearing to express oneself.
Freedom of expression is laid out in our constitution, 65 years ago, and we're enjoying it's true bliss only in the age of digital socialization. Now, we're not in dread of criticizing the government, or the politicians. Not about the company, we work, but we panic for criticizing ourselves, to even analyze our true face, and express it out, without any redemption. And this page, acts as a minor tool, for achieving it.
I wish that we put no more confessions, and express with our true identity. Be bold to accept your imperfections. No one is perfect here, and no one here is qualified to mock at you.. :)
If the saying, Collective confessions, reflect the nature of the society, is true, then I think the society is in a very bad state. :)

Monday, 4 November 2013

Now that you're Rich, Let's marry!....

A  Girl, or a guy can be compared to a Diamond, or a Cocaine! These are the only products, whose Market value, is multiple times more than it's production cost. It's ironical, and funny to realize how badly, we're don't realize the Original value of a product. This post is intended to be a spoof on how the marriage business goes on! It's a hard hitting truth, and I'm putting down my personal thoughts. Please don't expect any sugar-coating! ;)
Just as how we would wash an old silk saree, for a function, or just like white washing your home for a function, when you turn 25, you'll be subjected to a 'make-over'. And this 'make-over' is enforced on to you by your parents and the so called 'relatives',  just for the sole purpose of promoting your market value! When you're just born, you are a baby.!  When you turn 14, you're a boy!  When you turn 25, your parents, no longer value you as a human being!  you become a product! :) A product, your parents have been raising for the past 25 years, to sell out at the Marriage Market!  This more or less applies to girls too.
At a time, when things seem to go smoothly, suddenly you'll be subjected to pressure to apply a home loan, and to secure a better career, and getting advices from various ends, from the unseen faces of your family.. you're a doll, being given final touches, to sell out at the maximum price! :) Guys, if you've already experiencing it, Welcome to the Marriage Market! :)
What has been a simple ceremony, to be held with relatives and family mates, has now became a agreement like Memorandum of Understanding(MoU), between 2 corporate Giants viz.,The Guy's family, and the Girl's family!.. And Just as how the corporate always have trouble keeping up the promise made to the Government of providing a certain percentage of employment, for availing the tax benefits, the Marriage corporates, always have a million false promises! :)
Now, lets see the similarity between Cocaine and a Guy/Girl on the verge of getting married! Cocaine, is extracted from Coco leaves in South American Forests. You can get 1000 grams of raw cocaine, from indigenous people, for a paltry 100 dollars. When these raw coco--leaves are processed, grinded and transported out of the forest, it's value increases in multitude, and it costs around 100 dollars for 10 grams.!  When it's  shipped illegally to other countries,  it's price is expotentially increased, and you get 1 gram cocaine for 1000 dollars! and If you wanna get Cociane, originated from South Africa from a illegal , local vendor in chennai, it costs you 3000 dollars for a Gram!.. :roll:  (CoCaine related Info Source: Fredrick Forsyth's Cobra ) Even this is the case with Diamond.  The guys and the girls in the verge of getting married, is like the Cocaine you get in cHENNAI. They're  very expensive.
India is a country of paradoxes, where we quote false market value of every useless stuffs. If you think, you earn a five figure salary, owning a house, brought a car in installment, and rating yourself as a high rated product, looking for a high profile American settled Groom/Bride, please do remind yourself that you are a  worthless stuff with a high market value. :)  You're no better than a Guy or girl with school level education.  Always  consider yourself a product and try to sell out at the best possible rate in your career or business. But never do that in case of finding out your Life Partner.
We're responsible for making Gold aS A valuable Commodity. It's only because India's exceeding demand of Gold, it's price have been raised. We've created a false market value. Similarly, we've created false market value for marriage!
Marriage is a major flow of investment. If i say, marriage is made in heaven and it's meant for finding a pure soulmate, people would call me mad. Marriage is a means of spending what you have in excess and  earning what you dont have, is the new age definition.
I'm praying sincerely, that I dont wanna be sold out as a under-rated product in marriage, nor buy an over rated product! :)