Comfort Zone

I am afraid to venture
out where nothing’s my own
never up for adventure
 I love my comfort zone

In my little corner everything is familiar
My routine is something which stays same
but subdued is a passion

of surpassing which  as it came

I feel but don’t embrace
the desire to step out and see
I want but don’t unleash
the human inside me

The world has had me fettered
to the daily routine
My emotions are imprisoned
I cannot live the scene

Life is enjoyed by a few
who realise its true value
living till the last breath
they are the true mortals, ’tis true

So eschew convention

And just go with the flow

if you still dither   

then to you, woe!                        

Thoughts in Desolation

The light has left leaving me in dark
Noise & voices are heard but from far away
a few paces out, its bright & gay
but I rest to live in loneliness stark

An aura of peace overwhelms me
in this blindness, I begin to see
the world is just a play of truth & lies
the birth is what will be met with demise

The heart & mind are puppets of the soul
which is the master from within
all the noble deeds and the evil sin
will predict our defeat or win

Life is a tedious test
a journey of hurdles & hardships
the world is not the abode of rest
but where justice will not be at its best

Thinking & Thinking many questions arise
why the grass green, why the ant is of small size
some things defy human sense
and in their wake proving divine existence

This sheer desolation makes me wonder
what would life be when moon was cleft asunder
how did people in those times believe
when they had no one save God to relieve

We think therefore we exist
hence, we must lighten the thick mist
formed of disbelief & ignorance
this thought in out minds should persist

In these thoughts I come to realize
Life is not easy but a game of the wise

Job Reservations Are a Violation of the Right to Equality

Do reservations really empower the Socially & Educationally Backward classes? If we think about it, we can conclude that ‘India is the only nation in the world where people fight to be called backward’. Today 27% of government jobs are reserved for citizens belonging to the so-called lower sections of the society. Doesn’t it seem facetious that we try to supposedly assist a downtrodden community by decreeing a special status to them thereby creating a separate class which will eventually be resented by the general masses.

A very good morning to Mustafa sir and my colleagues; today I shall be presenting a dialogue for the notion that Reservations are a violation of the right to equality. Our constitution declares that every citizen is equal in the eyes of law and is subject to equal opportunities but this separate quota for the backward classes is in clear violation of this fundamental right. The atrocities committed against the Dalits are an abhorrent example of how superstitions and orthodox traditions overwhelm the minds of the populace but the government has implemented stringent measures to safeguard the rights of the SCs & STs, so we must accept them as normal people like any of us.
Is the government not being unfair when, by defying the basic principles on which our nation was founded it metes out a preferential treatment to the Dalits while being indifferent to the impact it will have on the general population.
The reservations leads to a situation where the more deserving candidates are denied employment opportunities and their hard work and toil goes to waste, they promote hatred and disunity among several sections of the society which can have disastrous consequences in the near future. In the preliminary stages, the job reservations were meant to aid the lower classes in becoming a resource for the nation but as politics played in, they were transformed into a policy which would garner sufficient votes for political parties. A Dalit himself, Dr. Ambedkar opposed Gandhiji’s policy of separating his community from the mainstream and calling them ‘Harijans’. He desired that the Dalits be given an equal but not a special status.

Moreover, majority of the public is unsupportive of the reservations, I must therefore say again, Reservations are a violation of the right to equality.


Tick tock tick tock passing away
these vital moments don’t stay
Seconds into minutes and minutes hours
Man loses his treasure this swift way

Time is but an ephemeral possession
a blessing for some, curse for many
the portend of prosperity & that of regression
which causes agreement & often contention

Men measure what is an immeasurable entity
In months of days and years of months
Time passes away unrelenting
leaving the unwise anxious & regretting

The eternal stream flows on
its demeanor indifferent
moving & moving waiting for none
easily lost but seldom won

The wise use it to their benefit
the indolent speak of tomorrow
what today is may not be tomorrow
it might bring fulfillment or just sorrow

Use your time wisely, waste it never
humans die but time lives forever

Latest Fads Among Indian Youth

  • Buying a Quad-core 1.5 GHz smartphone with Super AMOLED capacitive touchscreen and 16 mp Ultra Sensor rear camera to take selfies with a 2 MP front cam.
  • Giving picture credits to a clearly photoshopped picture and adding meaningless quotes to it.
  • *feeling* entertained, anxious, heartbroken, smart and determined with 10 others on Facebook, of all places.
  • The uncontrollable urge to be involved with everything that trends on social media and update his/her status about it. For ex, on May 2nd 2015, every person on my timeline suddenly turned into a boxing pundit (MayPac fight) and for two months in 2014, a football expert (FIFA WC).
  • Supporting a football club because it is the new cool thing to do and mostly because it is winning. Claiming to be a die hard fan of those bankrolled clubs which did not even exist(not literally) until a few years ago.
  • Wishing their parents on Mother’s and Father’s Day on facebook, even though they are not on Facebook. The whole concept of “days” for parents is a farce anyway.
  • This was mainly during 2014, but yeah; taking a selfie with their ink-stained index fingers after casting a vote and uploading them on Facebook.
  • Instagram hashtags. #instapic #Iphonesia #instagood #picoftheday #tbt, #tagforlike and so on. Ok, can you also please #STFU. Thank you.
  • Picture comments on a profile picture/status update with those third grade memes made from regional movies. Good lord.
  •  this!

  • “X month” anniversaries (Where X lies between zero and 12). Last I checked, anniversaries used to be celebrated at least after an year or so, but hey, what do I know, huh?
  • Starbucks Coffee, Instagram filters and Facebook tags. Don’t get me started on those.
  • “Mah Lyf, Mah Rulezz”. Yeah!
  • It never was, never is and never will be cool to write cool as “kewl”. NO! Don’t do that.
  • A DSLR camera, Picasa and Facebook Photography pages. The holy trinity from where most of the fads in India got their presence. This is covered in more detail by other answers to this question, so I’ll leave it at that
  • Mindless Ice Bucket Challenges when they have no idea what ALS is, what it stands for or even the full form of it.
  • “My first answer with 1K upvotes. Thanks so much guys” Yes, we can see it has four figure upvotes. Leave it at that. Your answer is good as is. Don’t ruin it. Just don’t.
  • Deep/sad status msgs(mostly intending for a person) on WhatsApp. It’s not even a social media platform for heaven’s sake.
  • *Travelling from US to India.* *Check-in at every airport you have a connection.*
  • The gross over usage of the word “Awww” accompanied with love and smooch emojis. *u lk so cute* *hotttiiieee* *mwah <3*
  • And lastly, Fake Feminism.

SOURCE: Answer: Abhinav Nakka

The Evanescent Innocence

Creation of the Almighty which arrives crying

euphoric the man, the woman sighing

the solace which comes after what seems like years

shrieking, babbling; with great fears

away from its dark surroundings, in the world of light

Breathing, seeing, feeling; having eyesight

The innocent infant knows nothing

knows no good, no evil not a thing!

his life composes of eating, sleeping & screaming

mother’s lap is pure pleasure where he comes leaping

his mind is what can be said of soft clay

easily molded into anything in any way

This wonderful transition is wild

from an innocuous infant to a conscious child

who grows in intelligence and in stature

feeling his surroundings, interacting with nature

his wants and wishes are increasing

and craze of various things is unceasing

Yes, the child is growing

the water under his bridge is steadily flowing

fruit of upbringing is showing

Now a parent reaps what for years he is sowing

Childishness is almost extinct

in his mind now maturity sits

his expressions are clear and speech succinct

 Sans innocence the man exists


Those who love & care

of each other’s qualities are aware

stay unified in times foul & fair

sorrow & joy together they share

People dwelling on same land

are familiar and understand

defens each other and from evil protect

stand for every member, never defect

They share the same ideals more or less

never permit anyone to transgress

are brought up on a same base

are united and often resemble in face

Quarrels are sundry, grudges are held

Differences are solved and peace is upheld

Sometimes children act adult and adults inane

Things hapening in a family are often inane 

Man is filled with inborn greed

But, after all, family is one’s basic need

The Melodramatic Melman’s

1. Father : George {Fun Loving}
2. Mother : Catherine {Emotional Fool}
3. Daughter : Janet {The Only Sane Member}
4. Son : Richard {The Young Mischievous Member}
5. Grandfather : Jim {The Insufferable Story-Teller}
6. Grandmother : Margaret {The God-Fearing And Over Pious Lady}


[Father comes in crashing striding into the room and throws his briefcase onto the table, the grandmother starts praying frantically on her rosary, the mother is amazed by all this]
George: Guys guess what? I finally got to see an UFO. You should have seen its smooth and sleek lines, very captivating. And my god those little aliens not more than 4 and a half feet all draped in silver.
Jim: And by the way, did I tell you when I with your granny was hunting some Llamas in the Andes, We were abducted by some aliens ….
All: Oh! Not one of your hunting stories again.
Margaret: It was a very frightening and distressful experience but we relied on the Almighty’s mercy and due to our faith and belief in Him we were brought back on this magnificent earth
Catherine: Is this going to be a bad omen for us, will a calamity strike us soon? [Catherine starts crying, Richard is constantly throwing things at the family and pinching people]
Janet: [Holding her head in a dismayed fashion, rolling her eyes] really, dad the shiny material was mom’s silver foil and that I had lent to those so-called aliens, Linda and Daphne for their UFO making competition. They had won the first prize for it and were taking it home.


[Margaret and Jim are talking with other family members sitting]
Margaret: Jim, do you remember how we started our life as newly-weds, that 1940’s era was so full of tranquility and peace. The moments when we were coyly glancing at each other and traveling by a stage-coach to set up our new home and some bandits attacked us. How had they dragged our luggage back to their house and unexpectedly came back and had dragged us into their house too. I was so terrified of them but I reckon they were so impressed by our decency and dignity that they took us into their house and made us comfortable. We lived for quite a time there and they were very friendly too, to think of bandits being friendly, huh. Maybe God shielded us from their evil and made them do well unto us.
Catherine: Oh my god! It must have been a harrowing experience.
Jim: What are you talking about? They were my father’s best friends and they meant to receive us and make us comfortable in the wilderness.
Margaret: Oh God! To think that you had deceived your bride and I thought these bandits were being so amiable and good-natured because of the Almighty’s mercy.
Janet: Like I always say granny “Always use your mind, never be guided by your spirituality”


[George is reading the newspaper and the rest are sitting, Richard as usual being mischievous]
George: Guys, these abductions never seem to have an end. Six children have been abducted and three of their families have been asked for ransom. One abductor has even commanded a family to pay Four hundred thousand dollars or else the family would not hear of their child again. How wicked!
Catherine: To talk of kidnappings, remember when little Richard was kidnapped. He was returned to us after three whole days and during that time I was ill, how heartless of the kidnapper. Those three days were the longest three days of life. The sorrow and pain I endured during that time is boundless.
Jim: To talk of pain, did I tell you the pain I had in my knees hunting wild turkeys in 1962.
All: Oh no! Don’t say that you are going to tell us one of your hunting stories.
Margaret: It was all due to my prayers to God that Richard was returned to us.
Janet: Oh mom! When you had fallen ill the babysitter had come so I had given Richard to her so that she could take care of him and I had in the meantime gone for a sleep-over at Linda’s house. The maid was not aware of this and you instead of inquiring about Richard suffered in silence. How daft, then when I came back the babysitter gave me the baby and I presented him to you, you were so overwhelmed in joy that you didn’t even ask where he came from.
Catherine: And you did not even tell me by yourself, how selfish of you.
Janet: [starts banging her head against the wall]


[The whole of the family is sitting and suddenly George starts speaking]
George: Hey, guys remember when Janet ran away from the house. She was there one night and all of a sudden she disappeared the very next day. Kathy was so distraught that she even stopped eating for a day and started not only when grandpa bought her a pizza.
Catherine: I was so worried about you, I thought you must be undergoing teen troubles. The whole time I was thinking what wrong had I done to you and why had not I understood your problems and loved you more. But now you are much more mature and well behaved now and I am sure you won’t run away.
Janet: [suddenly] But I never ran away.
Catherine: Oh yes you did.
Janet: No you don’t understand, I had gone on a camping trip for a week and you were not available at that moment so I had informed granny of the same. I still wonder that why she did not tell you.
Margaret: No, you never mentioned it.
Janet: You were praying at that time and you even responded by nodding.
Catherine: Janet, you know that when granny prays she only prays she cannot listen at the same time. And that nod of hers must have been an unconscious reflex. You could have at least called me up to ease my suffering.
Jim: To talk of suffering, did I tell you how much I suffered hunting wild elephants at the same time having a cold.
All: Yes, you told us everything about it! [Shouting]


[Grandfather is lying on the ground and everyone arrives]
Janet: Mom, Dad, Granny, look what has happened to grandpa.
George: Not one of his jokes again.
Catherine: [Crowding near him] what happened to grandpa why is he lying on the floor?
George: Ahh! I think he is uh dead
Catherine: What, grandpa dead? It cannot be happening, this is untrue, grandpa, the liveliest and most joyful member of our family dead?
George: Catherine, get a hold on yourself, if you do this, who will handle the kids?
Catherine: But…
Margaret: Catherine, remember that he was a mere mortal, just a bag of flesh and bones. Now he is free from the cruel world and may God grant him paradise. At last we have and he has acquired peace.
Jim: [Suddenly] to speak of peace, did I tell you about the peace I acquired after hunting a pack of wolves.