little nothings...

Today, I want to puke hard at celebrate the approval of the 33% reservation for women bill..... puke so hard that my small and large intestines become twisted and tangled and all messed up so that finally I die of suffocation celebrate with so much fervor that I die out of happiness. And because the bill would be the cause of my death my mom would totally deserve a place in the parliament. Yes, because she is the mother of a martyr who sacrificed her life not being able to see her country become backward and backward young girl who died out of happiness because of the country’s not so innovative efforts towards women empowerment. India is a land of discriminations opportunities and hypocrites sensitive and hard working politicos, who go to any extent to amass so much wealth that they would need to hide it in their coffins too uplift the emaciated. It is a dream come true for the most powerful woman in our country, Sonia Aunty who supposedly gave a statement “LALU has s...

Yesterday, I read this article about emigrant Indians finding it tough to come back home. A lil more than a week since coming back, I have already started doubting my decision. It is not just the pollution, traffic, infrastructure or lack of clean public toilets that makes me complain. Its the people here that turn me off. People in the family too. and the fact that my country is polluted with corrupt politicians. K was gonna start fasting today cos his demands were falling on deaf ears. He was arrested (but Why!!??) and the result being a peaceful-fast unto death-turned ugly and damaged public property. what annoys me is dragging these dirty poli'tricks' to college campuses and students. the media is definitely creating a hype but cant these students realize that theey are being used as pawns to nourish the political ambitions of various political parties. There was one stupid guy in a maroon shirt standing in the balocny of a college hostel and pelting stones at policemen....