Split Seconds

On a recent trip to South East and East India, I went mad with the drive mode on my camera. Compiled in a series... it made interesting viewing... have a look

4play or 4get it

You read it right, but that's not me who's demanding it, but a bunch of Israeli women who took out a rally in Tel Aviv recently to complain about the lack of romance among their men.

Don't believe me? Have a look

(Image courtesy AFP/ Times of India)

Now that is a real blotch on the reputation of Israeli men. Seems like they are the wham bam, thank you ma'am types ;-)

How do Indian men fare on this front? Any answers ladies?

Verbs

Awake... with the stars still in the sky, the wind rustling in the woods

Sleep... when the world is awake, sleep when you want

Breathe... breathe in the spirit of your own existance

Exhale... all that is past, the useless, the worthless

Live... for the promise of tomorrow is as true as the tooth fairy

Die... die you must, because to live is to die

Love... love all that you want for that's the only thing in the world that's free

Hate... hate all that you want to hate, who's stopping you?

Surmise... if what you want is really what you need

Realize... that you alone can choose where you go from here

We the virus

From The Matrix (1999)

"I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species and I realized that you're not actually mammals.

Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment but you humans do not. You move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed and the only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is? A virus.

Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet."

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Guess what, the more I think on these lines, the more true it seems.... isn't it?

August

You tended my wounds when she died... you were awake with me all night on many a night... you were the pillars of my life.

I've spent many sleepless nights wishing I too was in that car with you ... many sleepless nights cursing the one that ran way.

Many sleepless nights remembering that day when you told me that you'd sing "I'll be missing you" by Puff Daddy when I die... instead it was me who was left standing in the rain to identify your dead bodies.

Years have gone by and life has unsuccesfully tried to sandpaper the jagged edges.. but in August those edges hurt even more.