To buy or not to buy

 The earliest reference in Bible to temptation is when Satan tempts Jesus with al the wealth of the world

In my other life my struggle with temptation was not to buy something and today I have to struggle with the temptation is to buy something

So after realising that my stock of ‘non usable shirts’ are going up , I decided to buy a new pair.. It was not easy and I have to waive off the last minute temptation to postpone it for a couple of months

And now I realise I need a good pair of shows too. The problem is if you start searching online, all your instagram reels are interrupted with advertisement of more and more varieties. All coming with a significant price tag

WIth every passing day I am resembling my Dad, he kept saving and wearing very normal outfit while his brothers and sister wore premium dressing. I always wanted to look premium someday, but guess that might not happen.

Or buy on EMI and just forget about it

Men's day

 So a good friend wished me in the morning ‘Happy Men;s Day’

I smirked ‘Is there even a day like that

I didn’t find anything in the Insta or any social Media. May be a faint flicker

Later that evening I thought, it’s fair to have a men’s day

Women ripe with old age. But, as soon as they realise their youth is gone, they wither fast

The Biblical curse of having to labour and toil fell on Adam more. He has to toil till night often suppressing his basic needs. In that toil even the family may forget him

Many a times, no one bothers to ask how is he doing. He is supposed to be there looking after all

So yes, there should be a day for the forgotten MAN

ഓർമ്മകൾ

 ഈ ഓർമ്മകൾക്ക് ഒരു പ്രശ്നം ഉണ്ട്. നമ്മൾ അടുക്കാൻ ശ്രമിക്കുന്തോറും അത് അകന്നു പോകും

ജീവിതം കൂട്ടിയും കിഴിച്ചും കഴിയുമ്പോ ഒരു പിടി നല്ല ഓർമകൾ ബാക്കി വന്നാൽ അവൻ്റെ ജീവിതം ഭാഗ്യം ചെയ്തത്

The Corner

Yesterday I was talking to a old friend. The conversation veered to a college mate who passed away due to rare heart condition

I remembered all the old fun we had.What if we knew what our lives would turn to in another 15 years

As I was dozing off to sleep, I remembered a visual. 

My childhood, where as usual I was always late to the bus. I would run to the bus stop to see bus coming from far. It had to take a turn at the signal. 

So if I saw the bus at the signalit was a happy moment, knowing that I haven,t missed the bus

As I lay there half asleep a thought came to my mind. I may have another 20-25 years in my book

What if I got a chance to go back to that bus stop and waiting for the bus to take the turn

Engineering

This morning I was sitting back, brooding the loneliness, when I got a call. The true caller said he was a friend from college

I thought a full few minutes, deciding if I should call him back and finally decided in favour of it.

We spent a full hour talking. He is a lecturer in Engineering

Among other things he was talking about how this 'Kerala Technical University' destroyed the course

I remember when this KTU came into being with fancy names how it was said it to change the landscape of Engineering courses

The teachers coughing up the old yellowed pages would find it difficult to survive in the new age courses

But over time they pushed in faculty from private colleges into the board of KTU. General Life courses with no connection to Engineering came up and old core subjects were moved out of syllabus

The aim was to increase pass percentages of private colleges and reduce advantage of government colleges

Today children learn less of Engineering and more of 'communication' and 'management'

The lecturers have almost nothing to teach now. 

The Core

I was watching the recent Malayalam movie, Kaathal, which had run on to become a great hit. The story revolves around the lives of a homosexual man, who had to come out of the closet in his middle age

Something that stuck me towards the end of the movie was a particular scene where he contested from his Panchayath. He was contesting as a independent candidate from the left bloc. The screen was filled with red flags.

Cut to present political scene, a party which was seen as liberal and peaceful has become a bunch of people with priorities lying in becoming a soft saffron or christian brigade. Congress has totally lost the ability to lead a narrative

Don't eat with wicked men

I was returning from work yesterday. The society was adorned with bright colours and DJ music as 'Shri Ram was coming back to Ayodhya'. Makes me wonder where was he all these years.

The ladies were having communal dinner at the basement. As usual I made my way to the elevator, pretending not to have seen them.

'Sir, please have dinner with us.'

I was slightly surprised. 2 years here and I know the hate and loathe hid behind their smiles. No one really invites me over for dinner or their functions. Infact whem I moved here an active area of discussion was why a non Gujarati was rented out a home. 

Probably, they thought I was from the 'other side' and wanted to celebrate the victory

In a moment I saw threw the loving smiles. I politely refused, for the food will turn poison in my stomach