Does This Solve The Problem ?!

There was a lot of noise and commotion coming from the house right behind ours yesterday. It is common around here, for people to have loud fights and not really bother that the neighbour might hear it. I thought this was one of them so dint really react to it. But suddenly the noise got louder and got me worried. So I went and checked what it was all about. I saw people rushing in from all sides of the house and knocking the door. Even the neighbours next door jumped the wall and went in. My housemaid went in too.There were some men, who broke open the door and I saw them carry out the lifeless form of a girl and run towards the car and take off in it. My house maid, who jumped the wall and went in, came back with the information, that the girl has tried to commit suicide and the people have taken her to the hospital.

This really shook me and later on, I learned that she tried to kill herself, coz she failed in her college subjects and dint want to go to college and was scared to tell her parents, so she killed herself. It reminded me of one such incident my brother told me, about a guy who killed himself becoz he thought he couldnt pass his arrear papers. The girl did die finally. But is this the right reason to throw such a precious life away? Does it seem even fair? People who kill themselves, do they even think for like a second how this will affect the people around them, their parents, their siblings and everyone forever. To them, its the one-fix permanent solution. But does it really solve their problems? Is it really a reasonable reason to throw a good life away? If they had the courage to kill themselves, why dint they have the courage to speak to their parents and try to solve the issue, fight it out and live, rather than die? Isnt this a selfish motive, seeking only personal peace and not even bothering about how other will feel about it? Wont this incident haunt her parents to their grave? Would they ever forget about it? She had two other sisters. Will this not affect their lives too? Did she even think about it when she did it? I dont think so..

These were the questions the incident left inside me and I dont really have any answers. Is this right?? I am not even sure...

Ghost !!

It was a hot and humid Sunday afternoon. I was lazing around with pretty much nothing to do and since my mom was out on a vacation, unfortunately I was all alone too. So I was thinking about what I should do, when suddenly it occurred to me, why not write a story. So here it is. Now this story has traces of the movie "Ghost" in it. But this is still wholly mine.

It was a hot and humid Sunday afternoon, when the six friends started out to on their trip. They thought they could take a long drive to beat the heat. They were driving far out of the city when they came upon a lovely boating area. Obviously the girls in the group wanted to try it out. So they jumped out. They all went. It was indeed lovely. It was beautiful lagoon with lovely blue water and small coves here and there and a small strip of land a few metres away that seperated the lagoon and the sea. So they picked up a boat fit enough for all six of them and started rowing. They dint take lifejackets, as it was hot and humid in the first place and it would only make it more stuffy plus they dint think they needed it, as the water seemed safe enough. They kept rowing and stopped at all the coves resting for a while, talking non-stop all the way and enjoying the boat ride. It started getting dark. All of them talking, none of them noticed the signboard at one cove that said "Dangerous area, stay out !". They went into that cove. The water was turbulent there. It was kind of like a whirlpool. They all panicked as the water rose from all sides. They tried to keep rowing but in vain. Then they all just clung on to the boat and saw the water rising like a giant, ready to swallow them. One of them, thought he could swim out of it and jumped into the water and then all of them followed him, taking his example. Finally they all swam out and towards the strip of land, lying exhausted in the sand.

Slowly they got up and took stock of their surroundings. There was nothing there. They gathered the wood from the splintered boat that was drifting about and set it out to dry. After a while they started a fire and all settled around it. All of them were exhausted and scared but they thought that once it dawned, help would come. Someone has to come looking for them. So they sat and waited and started speaking to each other again like normal, slowly coming out the shock. Then it got darker and the girls were scared about ghosts and the guys tried to scare them by narrating ghost stories. They did that for a long time till one of the girls started crying and then they stopped. Everybody was exhausted and slowly they all fell asleep around the fire. Time passed and dawn came as the fire slowly sputtered and died out. One of the friends woke up as he heard some commotion at a distance. He saw police cars and lights and people searching. He was excited and woke all of them up. They all started screaming and making as much noise as possible hoping somebody would hear them. Then they all stopped suddenly watching spellbound, staring at the scene in the distance, as someone let out a wail of terror seeing the bodies being pulled out of the water. There were six of them.

Good Afternoon !

The City I love..er..Live IN !!

Well the city I live in, is Chennai. It is one of the metropolitans of South India. One visit here would prove to you, how much big city-ish it is.

Lets start with the dirt. The garbage and the stink have conquered this place. The basket that people keep trying to make while lobbing that pile of trash across the street has almost always been a MISS. And the stink that arises..mmm even pigs would lose.

And now dont get me started on the people who spit. Sometimes, it makes me so wild, that all I wana do is grab a gun and shoot them in the head. Well but I love my life and I sure wouldnt wana be in jail for the rest of it. You could just try hopping across one such spot and there are 100 percent chances that you would land on another one.

Hey now dont think I am a cleanliness freak or anything. Nah ! According to me, Cleanliness is next to Impossible. But still they are so many other things. Like the crowd that you find wherever you go. The temple..crowded, the Coffee shop..crowded, the Beach..crowded, the loos ??!!..still crowded. I mean there are people EVERYWHERE. And imagine with all these people swarming all over the place, the number of vehicles that run around the city carrying them ?? The dust, the pollution, the never ending heat, the sweat..Its such an irresistable combo.

But....I tried you know..I tried really hard. Really really hard. To stop loving this place so much. Tried so much that I even moved to a different place for college. But nah ah ! I was back every weekend. Couldnt stand being anywhere else. Yea I know you people might be thinking, hey whats so special about this place anyways huh?? Maybe not for you..but it is for me. So much that I am still considering going to a place that is called Paradise on Earth(OH! I am talking about America by the way..and there are A Lot of people close to me, who think I am a FREAK for not going...but hey !). You know zooming around in the traffic and the heat and the dirt in a bike, avoiding the near collisions, running to the movie theater early to get a ticket and returning empty handed, going more earlier the next time and trying harder to get the ticket, getting to go after trying so hard to get the ticket and ending up plugging your ears coz of the noise and the racket the fans make seeing their favorites on screen. Every one of these small things are so endearing and bring such an insurmountable happiness to me that is always inexplainable. It just means so much to me ! So much !!

And the people here are such a variety.Some stylish, some somber, some conservative, some loud, some rude and still some people so nice. And you will still like them. Just take your pick..find your kind and I am pretty sure..you will love them. I do !

Well I guess I am living the Indian dream here and I pretty much love it !! To me..this is HEAVEN !!

Forget Paradise !!

The Hamster Problem !!

Sometimes people say and do funny things. But its only being in the moment, that makes it funnier rather than listening to a version of it. But I came across this anecdote sometime ago and it inspired me to write something in the same lines. So I thought..why not share it with you?? After all you are reading my blog anyways...

So here goes...

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet syndrome including toilet-flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out LOUD !

Overview: I had to take my son's hamster to the vet.

Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was "something wrong" with one of the two hamsters he holds prisoner in his room. "He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious, Dad. Can you help?" I put my best hamster-healer statement on my face and followed him into his bedroom. One of the little rodents was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do. "Honey," I called, "come look at the hamster!" "Oh, My Gosh," my wife diagnosed after a minute. "She's having babies." "What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert and Ernie, Mom!" I was equally outraged. "Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to reproduce," I accused my wife. "Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she inquired... ( I actually think she said this sarcastically !) "No, but you were supposed to get two boys !" I reminded her, ( in my most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth together). "Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed. " Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, ya know," she informed me (Again with the sarcasm, ya think?). By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it. " Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience, I announced. "We're about to witness the miracle of birth." "OH, Gross!" they shrieked. "Well, isn't THAT just Great ! What are we going to do with a litter of tiny little hamster babies?" my wife wanted to know ( I really do think she was being snotty here, too, don't you?). We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later. "We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted. "It’s breech," my wife whispered, horrified. " Do something, Dad!" my son urged." Okay, Okay." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gingerly tug. It disappeared. I tried several more times with the same results." Should I call 911?" my eldest daughter wanted to know. " Maybe they could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the females in my house?) " Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly. We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap. " Breathe, Ernie, breathe," He urged." I don't think hamsters do Lamaze," his mother noted to him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to me is one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for God's sake !!). The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass. "What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested scientifically. "Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?" I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside. " Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked. " Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. " This hamster is not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen...Ernie is a boy." " What !?" " You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most male species, they um....er....masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his back." He blushed, glancing at my wife. " Well, you know what I'm saying, Mr. Cameron." We were silent, absorbing this. " So Ernie's just...just... excited?" my wife offered. " Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood. More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly. " What’s so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness. Tears were now running down her face. " It's just...that...I'm picturing you pulling on it’s... its...teeny little..." she gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once more. " That's enough," I warned. We thanked the Veterinarian and hurriedly bundled the hamsters and our son back into the car. He was glad everything was going to be okay. " I know Ernie's really thankful for what you've done, Dad" he told me." Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter.

2 Hamsters -- 10 bucks... 1 Cage -- 20 bucks... Trip to the Vet -- 30bucks...

Pictures of your hubby pulling on the hamster's wacker........Priceless!

Live life on the brighter and funnier side. It is worth it, you know ?!