Do you love someone without knowing that yourself?

I stayed up yesterday for a particular reason. Which is not difficult to guess. But ofcourse the staying up didn't yield its expected results. And trust me, that made me miserable. So I kept wondering as I suffered. And kept reading Doctors. Over and again. I had almost made up my mind to give this book to him and not "The Piano Teacher". This was the first book I had discussed with him. But why do I remember this now? Only because he had used the word "platonic"? I should recover from this desperation, as the fact remains that, having used the same word, though even Barney and Laura never knew their mind, they were something more to each other always. Not a single instance when they happened to hurt each other or had ego battles. Same was the story in "socha na ttha". They used to keep each other happy, never quarrel and never misunderstand. Now if I sit and think, I don't have a single friend about whom I think that way. I am bitching behind every one's back. Some or the other action/intention of everyone of my friends has caused me bitterness. No one is perfect, and perhaps I am a bit too critical. But one thing I can assure you, surest way to know if you really love someone, even against your knowledge, is when you mutually make each other happy. At least don't add to each other's already existing troubles.

The Microsoft magic...the rain...the ride home...

Ha ha...it made me dream. After a long long time. Some kind of romantic dream. As if...I'd get a job with them. As if as a result of that, I'll happen to meet a Barney Livingston working overnight...and returning home...tired after a night's work, only to find me as his new neighbor, and be charmed by my kajal stained eyes. Like Anand would have said, Pupu Ray you are enormously impossible...
Going back to Barney Livingston, don't think he would have approved if his Laura Castellano made her colleague post an alliance mail on the BB on her behalf, that too decreasing her age by 1 year. WOW. Such treachery Castellano...he'd have said. Was I dead or what? And what happened to your self confidence??? He'd have mocked. But as the situation stands, I am a loner. May be had a Barrney once, but can't even remember him now. Let alone look forward to what he'd have said.
Then again, I was outdoors and not in my gloomy 3rd floor cubicle, when the storm started. Leaves were fluttering. The wind becoming more whimsical...the sky darkening...and then it rained. Rained like before. And the bus took the flyover. After a long long time...time during which even the last few things went wrong. I listened to Shubha Mudgal's bold voice singing Laga Chunari Mein Daag...almost chanting about me to myself....as the bus sped...the cold wind stung...the wheels made a fountain out of the water that had accumulated in the road...and I rediscovered life. This is the Bangalore I love. Where I can stay alone, in my own small flat, even if nothing good happens in my life. And yes, be contented with life and not complain. Something I can never achieve in Kolkata.
Is that what they call vibes...good vibes :) :)

Why people argue?

Following BB seems to have become my favorite past time these days. And I was happy to notice somebody cared to mentioned the death of hapless stray dogs in Hosur Road under speeding vehicles. And then people began to put out their venom. They even didn't falter when they said that stray dogs should be killed. Why? because sometime ago one of them or may be a group of them was responsible for killing a kid? So what should have happened to us human race? The proud and learned human race? Forget about the occasional murderer or the serial killer, there was someone called Hitler right? Who planned to obliterate an entire religious sect? So what should be the outcome of that? Demolish the existence of the entire mankind?

They don't know what is the importance of life. How easily you can lose everything. If pet dogs can have a life, then even the ugliest, unluckiest stray dog deserves it. For God's sake try and understand life before commenting. If you are living in a palace, I am living in a rented house, then even the man who can't afford a 10 rupees meal at the end of day, does deserve to at least sleep on the road with an empty stomach. No bustard's son has the right to run him over with his car in a drunken state. And no bustard's son deserves to kill even a single stray dog. They might be scavenging in the dustbins...might be licking up from drains to quench their thirst, but they still should be left alone to live their wretched life. For the sole purpose of life is to respect this divine gift....life....something you cannot give, only God can. So don't even dare to speak about taking it away.

I love doggies. They are the sweetest animals on earth.