i scavenged a table fan today. it is surprising how engineers can throw things away without bothering to fix them. sitting on my lazy chair, cool wind in my hair....yawn...

I wanted to be free
from mine, from me.
Genius insights matched,
I became non-attached.

I was happy, free and wild,
it was beautiful for a while,
till i fell in love, madly,
with non-attachment, sadly.

It rose in my veins like
an addiction that could strike
fear into my bravest moods
whom no benevolence could soothe.

It rent my heart, hopeless
and bleeding, without a trace
of love, for it was irrelevant
to bear this tender brunt.

The tenderness and frustration
was painful. All said and done,
I could still feel and desire
though my red eyes grew drier.

It is humourous, even farcical
that non-attachment, though an article
of moral succour, adheres to morals
that unfortunately lead to quarrels.

Truck drivers in West Africa are doing this and truck drivers in India are spreading HIV.

Sen to Chihiro no Kamakushi

Weird, surreal, beautiful.

Arigato gozaimasu, minasan sayonara.

-- Rawalpindi, Pakistan --

Karim - Abbujaan, Are we going to fight the Hindus?

Abbu - I don't know, it's all in his hands. Don't you have homework?

Karim - Latif is saying that there is going to be a war.

Abbu - Sometimes we have to fight a war to overcome evil, son.

Karim - Are Hindus evil?

Abbu - No, they are not. But they don't believe in our way of life.
They believe in other things, things that we know are wrong.

Karim - Why can't we teach the Hindus the right things?

Abbu - We tried to, they wouldn't listen. They don't believe in an
Islamic God, that is why our Prime Minister decided to found an Islamic
state.

Karim - What is an Islamic state, Abbujaan?

Abbu - Where the most righteous man is the ruler, and as in the
glorious days of Islam, leads his people in prayer.

Karim - Is the General the most righteous man in Pakistan, Abbu?

Abbu - I don't know, Karim, I hope so. I sincerely hope so.



-- Chaul, India --

Prasad - Baba, I have finished my homework. Can you teach me to ride
the scooter now?

Baba - Raja, I am reading the newspaper, we will ride it later.

Prasad - What is so important in the newspaper? Let's go.

Baba - That Bukhari has said something anti-national again. Damn these
rascals! Why can't they just go to Pakistan?

Prasad - Why can't the police do anything? Is Bukhari a powerful man?

Baba - He is a Muslim, that's why. A Muslim can do what he wants. Our
secular government fears to antagonise everyone but Hindus. That's why
I tell you, study! Study hard, and go to America. There is nothing here.

Prasad - Our President is also a Muslim, no?

Baba - Just in name, just in name. If it weren't for the Brahmin who
schooled him, it wouldn't have amounted to anything. You give me a
Muslim..., no, an Arab child to bring up and then see what a fine
specimen I make out of him.

Prasad - So Bukhari is bad not because he is a Muslim but because he
doesn't have a proper childhood?

Baba - No, Prasad. It is difficult to explain. Religion is a medicine,
you take a spoonful of it every now and then. If you get addicted to
it, you can destroy your life.

Prasad - I don't understand. Let that Bukhari go into a ditch. Teach me
to ride!

Baba - Ok, Prasad, ok...