Friday, October 31, 2008



This is taken from the work of a great man , the writer and the master in human psychology 'Dostovesky'.There is a story based on this quote but before I dwell on to that, let me take you through the life of the great master.
Dostoevsky was a nihilist and an atheist early in his life, but as time flew and his hair turned gray, he realized the voidness of nihilism or rather atheism in general. He grew more and more interested in religion. He wanted people to know the virtuous side of religion and illustrate that a person who has done wrong only needs to take one small step in the direction of goodness to be rewarded with a cascade of love and forgiveness in their lives.
With an abusive and a drunkard father, a body prone to epileptic fits, moments of insanity ,imprisonment ,dices with death, gambling craze and utter poverty, life was no cake walk for Dostoevsky .He struggled all through out ,till he drew his last breath. Those sufferings and torments gave him a clear thought process and made him a profound thinker.
He spent a good share of his life in the Siberian prison. He summed up his days in prison in a letter to his brother.
"In summer, intolerable closeness; in winter, unendurable cold. All the floors were rotten. Filth on the floors an inch thick; one could slip and fall...We were packed like herrings in a barrel...There was no room to turn around. From dusk to dawn it was impossible not to behave like pigs...Fleas, lice, and black beetles by the bushel..."

It was after the prison days that he became a serious writer. Through his literary works he became a psychologist who dissected the behavior of the so called homo sapiens .People were afraid to hear what he said or what he wrote and they were undoubtedly not ready to accept it ,because he made them bow with shame .He tore off their masks and stripped them nude in front of themselves. He made them realize how vile they are ,how miserable they are and how great life is.

Okay enough of Dostoevsky .Lemme get back to the story behind the quote.
There was a woman who never did anything pious in her whole life. She was an old miserable wretch who made life impossible for people around her with her wicked and selfish ways. So when she died, the devils threw her into the lake of fire in hell. Her guardian angel tries to think of one good deed of hers to tell God and save her from the tortures of hell, and recalls that once she pulled up an onion and gave it to a beggar.
God after hearing the angel, asks him to take that same onion and offer it to her. If she takes hold of it and the angel can pull her out with it, she can go to paradise, but if the onion breaks, she must stay in the lake of fire.
The angel offers the onion, the woman grabs it and he pulls carefully. Just as she was about to be pulled out completely, the other sinners in the lake hold onto her so that they can be pulled out with her. The woman as the person she is ,kicks them away, telling them that it is her onion, not theirs. At that moment, the onion breaks and the woman falls back into the lake, where she remains even now.

Situation: This is a story told by a sinned woman (some what a prostitute) to a young man of faith in front of a vile and a cunning careerist..

I didn’t really like the story as such and I personally don’t like the concept at all, but I liked the quote really very much .For those who are wondering why am I writing all these bull shit and sentences that doesn’t make any sense , all I can say "THIS IS MY BLOG FOLKS .I CAN WRITE ANY PEICE OF SHIT I WANT.,,,,,hahahhahaha "

Sunday, October 26, 2008


“Why do these guys take so long?”
That was going through my mind as I was standing in front of the restaurant waiting for my parcel so that the eight bowels waiting anxiously back home could be satiated.

It was 8 30 in the evening and the wide, well tarred Manacaud road immersed in the yellow light of the overhead neon lamps was at its busy best.
All of a sudden a police jeep screeched in front of me ,swerved ,drew a semi circle on the road and braked heavily with a loud squeak in front of a KSRTC bus teemed with passengers. The poor hapless bus driver was taken by surprise but nevertheless he too braked at the right time to avoid crashing into the Blue vehicle of justice.

The entire street stood watching for it was like some scene directly plucked out from the action flicks of Suresh Gopi.
The driver of the jeep, a well built man in his late twenties with a uniform clinging on to his torso and with busting biceps jumped out of the vehicle and walked briskly towards the rear of the bus. He then gets hold of the last guy who was standing on the footboard by his collar and slapped him left and right .It was followed by the next guy and the next and next .I really lost count midway ,but I did get the chance to improve my vocabulary on swearing . Such were the impact of those profanities that I knew at once my immense knowledge at this field was worthless before the master.
Seriously, this guy was so good .(How do these guys always update with new and new words? Oww Man, gems they were, wish I had a pen and a paper with me . :-( )

Our hero then punched a couple of them on their back and then pushed and shoved all those teenagers into the bus and ensured that they reached the front of the bus .Needless to say that all these were accompanied by the above said NICE words at regular intervals .
But the real icing on the cake was his last dialogue.
“If I catch anyone of you standing on the footboard again ,consider that it would be the last time you will be STANDING on anything,”
Standing tall, straightening his collar, he calmly walks back to his jeep, gets in and Vrooommmmmmmmm.

The impact was stupendous, people stood by the sidewalks in awe and undoubtedly with eyes showering respect.
As for me I couldn’t help myself admiring that guy and I am damn sure that if were part of the fairer sex,I would have fallen heads over heels for him.

It was when I collected my parcel, that the shop keeper candidly remarked “He is Suresh, the new Sub Inspector and we fondly call him SURESH GOPI”