Locating Driver..Please Wait

Someone recently told me that 98% of the things we do, are triggered by our sex drive, however remote the association is. since this was said by a guy who is pretty serious about this kinda research, i dont think its a hokey pokey statement.i also asked him if it was done by some freud fanatic, but he said that research also showed that it is applicable to about 90% of the people.
now, since i have come across this bit of info, i have been doing a bit of self analysis- of course the details are classified..hehe, but on the whole (no pun), i dont fall into the majority..now, is that good or bad ?? :) …and it also makes me wonder what actually are the drivers behind what we do and therefore, to an extent, what we are and why we are….
love, hatred, kindness, jealousy, fear, joy sadness… i realise that i have to apply tremendous pressure on my brains (wisecrack-ers will be executed) to get more emotions..which is kind of funny, because i feel something or the other all the time (shit, this is the problem with writing about sex, there’s always a hidden pun…as a general disclaimer, puns are not intentional and any resemblance is purely coincidental)… back from digressing, which of these emotions trigger us the most…what is the principal driver…
i had a feeling that money could be the principal driver, until i realised that there are two aspects in this – one, a lot of people are learning to detach themselves from money, and i dont think these guys have any such detachment thoughts about sex, and two, i also realise that (as the cliche goes)
money is not an end in itself, it is only the means to a different end, and if that end is pleasure, then pleasure in what form? a typical example, if one gets rich, buys villas and sleek cars, how much of the pleasure is out of owning it, isn’t it a pleasure of knowing that it
is bound to attract a whole lot of people…………..
sex is everywhere-movie themes, corporate life, hell, even the olympics… is it that it has always been there, but we are talking about it now….but more importantly, is it the principal driver for 90% of the people on this planet… i honestly dont know..
as for me, i am still locating driver, please wait…..
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a good fwd-
In a ship the Generals of three nations were traveling with their soldiers. They started the topic that whose soldier had more of guts. The American general called for one of his men and told him to jump down the ship and take a round swimming around the moving ship.The soldier did as he was commanded and the general boasted of by saying “See the guts!”.
Now the German general called out for one of his men and asked him to take two similar rounds.The soldier did as he was told. When he came back from the water the German said “See the guts “.
Now the Indian General called out for his most courageous man and asked him to take five similar rounds.The soldier promptly replied, “Tere baap ka naukar hooon kya?????.” At this the general proudly said “See the guts”

PS i wanted to title it “sex, anybody?” but i thought my discerning audience would find it distasteful, realise my ambitious plans of self discovery through sex ;) and i dont want to get into trouble like a certain mr.bhandarkar!!..hehe……xxxxxxxxxsexxxxxxxxxx

Any Me

Aunt May (not mine, Peter Parker’s) says that there is a hero in all of us, that keeps us honest,gives us strength, makes us noble, and finally allows us to die with pride… my take is that there is also an enemy within all of us….and both of them are me… and at any point in time i could be any me. the one that i call the ‘enemy’ is the one
that gets jealous when something good happens to someone else
sighes in relief when something bad happens to someone else
is willing to stab (front, back, anywhere) to get ahead
will hog for a grand but think twice about giving Rs.5 to the old woman at the corner.
tries to get away with anything, so long as that is possible
copied in school, college etc (hehe)
passes comments with the sole intention of hurting people
amongst a host of other things which have been conveniently forgotten……

we build a sense of right and wrong based on our inherent nature and our experiences, but these are extremely subjective..whch brings me to queries on the enemy -
is it my enemy? have i played a part in creating it? does it make not having it? if i dont have it, will i still be me? without it, will i be able to survive in this world ? or is it the enemy that makes me what i am – human!!

Aunt May has also said that being a hero means that sometimes we have to be steady, and give up the thing we want the most. Even our dreams….. my take on it, is that worth it …..for any me??
and hey, this is interesting news, was chatting with a couple of rediff guys about their proposal for marketing our brand on their site
and we chatted about blogs too..and they said that though not immediately, at some point of time there would be a payment factor in blogging, which although i knew was bound to happen, i do hope is a long way off
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while on aunt may and parker, you might like to check this out
and a good fwd
India and Pakistan recently realized that, if they continued political tension, they would someday end up destroying each other. So they sat down and decided to settle the whole dispute with a dog fight.
The negotiators agreed that each country would take five years to develop the best fighting dog they could. The dog that won the fight would earn its country the right to rule Kashmir. The losing side would have to lay down its arms.
The Pakistanis found the biggest, meanest Dobermans and Rottweilers in the world. They bred them together and then crossed their offspring with the meanest Siberian wolves. They selected only the biggest, strongest puppy from each litter, killed all the other puppies and fed the lone ! dog all of the milk. They used steroids and trainers in their quest for the perfect killing machine, until, after the five years were up, they had a dog that needed iron prison bars on his cage. Only the trainers could handle this beast.
When the day of the big fight arrived, the Indians showed up with a strange animal: It was a nine-foot-long Dachshund. Everyone felt sorry for the Indians. No one else thought this weird animal stood a chance against the growling beast in the Pakistani camp. The bookies predicted that Pakistan would win in less than a minute. The cages were opened. The dachshund waddled toward the centre of the ring. The Pakistani dog leapt from his cage and charged the giant wiener-dog. As he got to within an inch of the Indian dog, the dachshund opened its jaws and swallowed the Pakistani beast in one bite. There was nothing left but a small bit of fur from the killer dog’s tail.
The Pakistanis approached the Indians, shaking their heads in disbelief.We do not understand. Our top scientists and breeders worked for five years with the meanest, biggest Dobermans and Rottweilers. They developed a killing machine.
Really? the Indians replied. We had our top plastic surgeons working for five years to make an alligator look like a dachshund…

The Journey of a Lifetime…so far

This post has been brewing in my mind for some time now, except i wasnt sure how to go about it..rather, didnt have the right words.. but saw a movie last weekend which helped in channelising my thoughts… tamil movie by the name ‘autograph’, i guess i caught it late, but thats okay…
wokay, the story goes this way- a guy is fairly successful in life, about to get married, and he makes a journey to meet all the people who have played a part in his life so far, chief being the women in his life, school and college crush to serious relationships.. well, i couldnt make it sound good, but the movie’s definitely worth a watch…
but the insight it gave me is about dealing with the past…that i make mistakes, that i might realise it later, that i make choices which might have seemed right then and does not seem right in retrospect, that i might have had to give up things that i thought i could never give up….but in spite of all that, i have to come to terms with my past, i have to be sad because i cant undo/redo it and happy that i have the memories and i am travelling a decent path…..that it has made me what i am today, that hopefully, i am a better person now… that parts of life are happy, and parts are disappointing, but that they are only parts….that i cant express myself better, but i can hope that you can, maybe in some vague way, understand what i am trying to say…..and i can shrug and say, “thats the way it is”…
i hope to make that journey too once, so i can make my peace with my past…..
and in
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facts of life:
Regular naps prevent old age… especially if you take them while driving.
I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried – but they wanted cash
Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired

Whack – not white, not black and definitely not grey

This post stems from a lot of questions that i find asking myself… these questions, among many other things have made me realise that right and wrong are most usually a matter of perspective….not just ours, but a whole lot of others’…and sometimes it just cant be as simple as me deciding whats right and whats wrong….about my decisions as well as others’… too often i catch myself getting judgemental… which , in retrospect, doesnt seem fair..this is perhaps a way of reminding myself… so, here are some whacks!!
- the guy crossing the road in a hurry to get to office/home and the guy speeding down the road in a hurry to get to office/home (this is india, so zebra crossings..well, u decide)
- the organisation cutting the internet to unclog bandwidth and the individual who checks his personal mail in office
- the young parents who are conscious of their careers and the child who doesnt get enough attention because the parents focus on their careers
- the bribes we pay so that our work gets done faster and the voices against corruption
- the parents who want to have a say in who their child marries and the child who wants a say about his / her life
- downloading music from ‘pirate’ sites and voices against music piracy
- shouting at a waiter coz he spilt something on you and the waiter who’s only human and can make mistakes
- children who cant make enough time for their parents and parents who crave attention from their kids in their last days
- hanging the guy who rapes and kills women and the guy, who genuinely repents
- you, who come here to read a good post, and me, who cant think of anything good to write…;)
we all have our takes in all this, but are we right or are we wrong??
meanwhile in
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Seen during a conference: FOR ANYONE WHO HAS CHILDREN AND DOESN’T KNOW IT, THERE IS A DAY CARE ON THE 1ST FLOOR
Message on a leaflet: IF YOU CANNOT READ, THIS LEAFLET WILL TELL YOU HOW TO GET LESSONS
aur ek rashtr bhasha main,
Ek kavi shaadi ke baad biwi se bola: Aaj se tum hi meri kavita ho, prerna ho, bhawana ho, Kalpna ho!
Patni: Mere liye bhi aaj se aap hi dinesh ho, rohit ho, rakesh ho!