Thursday, November 13, 2008

Who is a true friend?

This one is not written by me, but since I liked it, I would like to share.

In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem.One day one fellow met the great philosopher and said,"Do you know what I just heard about your friend?". "Hold on a minute," Socrates replied."Before telling me anything I"d like you to pass a little test. It"s called the Triple Filter Test."."Triple filter?". "That"s right," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my friend it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you"re going to say. That"s why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?" "No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and..."."All right," said Socrates. "So you don"t know if it"s true or not. Now let"s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?" . "No, on the contrary..." ."So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about him, but you"re not certain it"s true.You may still pass the test though, because there"s one filter left: the filter of Usefulness.
Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?" "No, not really."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful,Why tell it to me at all?"

Well we can always participate in loose talks to curb our boredom. But when it comes to you friends its not worth it. Always avoid talking behind the back about your near and dear friends.

Friday, August 29, 2008

When I wanted to be a freedom fighter.

I once wanted to become a freedom fighter. It was 1996 A.D. and I was in class 5th….I think Ms Brar was my class teacher. I was pretty much inspired by no. of freedom movement based TV serials telecasted by DD1.

Freedom fighting wasn’t a career option – the middle classes still wanted their children to become an Engineer, a Doctor or a Collector. I decided to become a freedom fighter, because I didn’t like what the only Engineer & Doctor I knew did for a living. I know, I was only 9 years old then…but you got to agree that I had special something in me at that time too ;)

In order to become a freedom fighter, I started practicing. By early October 1996 I could hide a lot of things under my shirt like pressure cooker, whole bunch of audio cassettes, my school bag and my cricket bat. My guru in this exercise was a guy named Sajid (he used to live in our colony) a class 8th student who told me that he was a retired freedom fighter. I followed his advice, and spent at least 20 hours a day, trying to hide all kinds of things under my shirt. Sajid said his family was full of freedom fighters. He even swore that his 80 year old grand pa was a freedom fighter – I knew, something was wrong…but back then I didn’t have the courage to question him. When I asked him why he had become a freedom fighter at such a young age, he narrated the story of his chachu’s (uncle’s) bravery.

Like the rest of their family, his uncle some XYZ Khan had also enrolled to be a freedom fighter when he was all of 24. After the training was over –He was sent to India to start the movement, where he was captured by Indian Army and then tortured to death in 1990. Sajid also claimed that his uncle has visited him in his dreams and has stated that soon Kashmir will be azaad!!!!

I could see pride in Sajid khan’s eyes as he was in a world of his own while narrating the story.But this story rang bells in my head…..I wanted to be a freedom fighter but I knew that India is already independent, and Kashmir being part of India is also Azaad! then why would Indian army kill an Indian freedom fighter?

I got suspicious of this guy Sajid and I started my own enquiry about him like the one they used to do in TV serial Tehkikaat. I questioned his mates who used to play with me. There was a guy named Sudeep, he told me the real story.

Sajid’s chachu was a terrorist trained from Pakistan occupied Kashmir.

I knew about terrorists…I had seen ROJA already...the guy who kidnaps the hero was terrorist operating in Kashmir….I stopped talking to this Sajid and left my dream of becoming a freedom fighter….and decided to pursue something normal :P.

Sajid was my freedom fighting inspiration for a long time (almost 7 months). And it was almost 3 years after that that I realized freedom fighters like sajid's uncle don’t retire, as Sajid had claimed, but are killed by security forces or form some separatist organization like one of the parties in hurriyat conference.

P.S: I got inspired by a article i read somewhere "want to be terrorist" and thought about writing how i wanted to be freedom fighter unknowingly practicing terrorist acts :P.

Random thought

As much as I love the fact that I am done with college, I absolutely loved it when I was there. I learned a lot about life, give and take, friendship, priorities, but most importantly I gained trust and faith in myself. I am very grateful for the experiences I had there and the friends that I will continue to have in my life. Not to mention, the obvious, a degree that I will be able to put to good use.

Now my life will all be about monthly bills, meetings, deadlines etc. In short, a lot more responsibility. So, every now and again, I will enjoy a walk down memory lane. That's one thing about experiences, you can relive them as often as you like. Take time to appreciate your past, it got you where you are today.

Monday, August 25, 2008


With a final click of mouse on option “Create Blog” my blog is a real entity. It exists! It wasn’t an easy task to create one. The most difficult thing in the whole process was naming it. I think it took me over an hour to come up with name “The big bad blog of the glorious notoriousness”.

Why this name? Well initially I planned to share some really notorious moments of my life through this blog but now I don’t think that’s a good idea as it can be troublesome for me. Does that mean I regret those moments? The answer to that question is “No”. I did what I thought was right and if given a second chance I will do the same thing again. Then why I am against sharing them? Because there are many people whose name will figure in those writings and they will create a problem then. So what I am going to write here? Whatever is on my mind, I will tell it like it is, views about a movie , fictional accounts inspired from real life, and a lot more…

But mind you this blog is not for the critics. Don't read it if u want to criticize my blog.

I hope you all will enjoy my blog…

P.S:- if u liked this blog you might also want to have a look at my friends blog which contains some similar topics and issues...Jackass of all trades master slave of none