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Draco

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A couple of days ago I found myself on the bathroom floor, in the middle of one of my monthly (worryingly becoming weekly) crying sessions. Nothing particularly sad happened that day, but I was listening to The Scientist, and all the frustration and despair filled inside. As the tears welled up, I removed my glasses and muffled my sobs. In the silence of the night I didn ’t want to wake the house. After I felt better, with a lighter heart I heaved myself up, and caught my reflection in the mirror. I froze. My eyes were red, my hair was a mess, and my face was ugly (not the natural unattractiveness, but my face showed that I was frighteningly vulnerable). This wasn’t the me that anyone knew. Who would have thought, that under my layers of pride and class, under all that mask of anger and bravery was a boy who just wanted to correct his mistakes, a lad that wished for simpler times and better friends. Almost as if he was embarrassed that he caught himself crying, the reflect...
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Talking Behind My Back

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O ne of the traits I find the most repulsive is the habit of talking behind someone's back. I do not mean the criticism of someone without them knowing. I do not mean teasing him while he's there, something like pulling his leg, or even gossiping. When someone teases another person, in that person's absence, that's what ticks me off The other day I was in class when my friend Steve* commented on the absence of another dude Derrick* (here's a background on Derrick. He's one of the most gentle people I've met and plans on being a lawyer and having an arranged marriage at 25).  What Steve said was something like "Derrick is probably absent because he got married lol" and smirked. Usually he would say this to a bunch of people for a cheap laugh. (I remember I was absent one day, and the next day someone asked me if I secretly adore washing vegetables, like it was my secret hobby. Later I came to know it was just Steve having a laugh about me ...
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How to Deal With Friends Leaving You

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L et me preface this post by admitting that I have not given  justice to the blog name. Lazily, I would type out a rhyme, call it a vent and publish it in an “educational” blog.  So here’s some actual virtue for the week: One of many inexorable faces of life is that each of us have got our own personal lives. This reality hits us from time to time, when we grow apart from friends. What one should understand is that life is   a bitch . Fortunately, there are enough fun people to hang out with. If your best friend leaves you, simply talk to other dudes that you’ve always felt were cool but just did not have the time to talk with. As you meet more people, classify them (in increasing order of friendship) as acquaintances, friends, mates and besties. Give time to grow your clique and have a distinct circle. Do this every time you lose friends. Replace your best friend with a mate, your mate with your friend and so on. Next time, you won’t feel a gaping hole. B...
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Judge not, that ye be not judged

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Judging someone is high up the list of offenses one could make, especially in the politically correct society. Judging, is simply observing someone ’s way of living and inferring your opinion from that. People judge others silently all the time. For example, if I enter a bus, I would be more likely to sit next to a well dressed man than, say a homeless person. This could be termed ‘judging’ but it happens all the time, sub consciously even. It would be unacceptable if I were to go to a person and tell them (indeed, command them) to live life my way. This is unacceptable because each person has their perceptions changed due to the way they were brought up. Morals change from place to place: A person eating cow meat in North India, and in Manchester are treated differently. A person having a dog delicacy in China might be less scorned than if he was to eat it in California. On the flip side, murdering someone is a vice everywhere, but these type of ‘universal’ crimes are few. I b...
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Section 377

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Section 377 has been struck down. Homosexuality has been decriminalised in India, Yay I guess. I don’t think anyone was actually jailed for homosexuality, thank god. It was the stigma. But hopefully, people are accepted, now that it is not illegal anymore. It is time to fix marriage laws (and while we ’re at it, maybe have a uniform civil code too) and adoption laws. Lets fix this country one law at a time. In the United States all this took just about five years, from decriminalisation to normalisation. I would optimistically give India 10 to 15 years. Maybe by then, more individuals will be brave to come out to their parents. More people of the same sex holding hands in the streets. More acceptance. Another reason I think, that Indians do not feel particularly happy with the judgment might be because of the pedophiles/harassers that slip a grip towards your thigh (especially in movie theaters and buses). The statistics are baffling.  A survey found out that 30% of ...
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Backspace

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I am someone who has regrets. I suppose every human has regrets, but I ’ve made so many mistakes and I know I will keep making mistakes. When one knows they tend to make mistakes, they become more careful. I type out a sentence. No, that didn’t come out right . Backspace. I start again. No, that incident is too personal.  Backspace. I type out an honest heartfelt message. Really? You want to sound like a clingy loser?  Backspace. And then I wonder. What if I HAD sent him that text? Maybe we would still be friends. What if I had told her my feelings for her from day 1? Maybe we’d be dating. Backspace is a cruel button on the keyboard. I like Enter. You start a new line. Enter. A new line with its own paragraph. You want to tell someone something? Don’t think, Enter. Do not doubt yourself too much, and be honest. Maybe you are a clingy loser. But there are seven billion people out there, I’m sure someone likes talking to clingy losers. Right? Even if you backspace that ...
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