White skin,Black soul

Is the whole country obsessed with skin lightening creams and pale people?A resounding YES! I’ve seen TV ads for “Fairness cream for men”. How much idiotic can this get? Until now, skin-lightening creams have been aimed almost particularly at women. This is the first launched nationally for men.These ads simply make me sick….they ennoble the idea that you have to be fair to be acceptable, marriageable and what-not….it’s a racist mind-trip with a twist. Even men are no longer shy of admitting they want to look good! Interesting to say the least!

If you check any matrimonial sites you’ll find that the ads nearly always mention the skin color of the prospective bride/groom.Of course, folk tales play their part too.The fair lady was always a princess while the wicked villain was a ‘kala kaloota’. The crow is treated dirty because it is black in color but it actually washes itself wherever it finds water. Amusing! Fairer women have more chances of landing wealthy grooms.Has there been any angel in your grand-mom stories who was dark/black?

I personally know lots of amply fair skinned girls and guys who are certainly ordinary looking, and I know an equal number of dark skinned, even pitch dark girls and guys,who have such charming features they’re absolutely beautiful to look at! But, if you were to ask an average Indian which one was the better looking they’d pick the plain one only because he/she is fair. How do you conclude that? These are just facts of life. Universal truth. You can’t renounce them. Fair is Fair, Dark is Unfair. What a pity! Everyone’s coming up with pro-fair tilts. It’s a shame that we don’t respect our color.

Well its ironic that we Indians who found the British calling us blacks are today marking our own country folks black..Quite frankly I think most of the blame (not all but most) falls on the media. Ads and movies are responsible for the ideas that exist in people’s minds..Not everyone is free from brainwash…come to think of it, all of us aren’t really free from influence. If anything can be done about appreciation of all ’skin color’ it has to be done at a rather large scale.I think rather than cribbing at the whole issue and trying to create greater differences we need to rationalize a solution..like they say-one drop is nothing…but it creates ripples in an ocean!

I guess what is more important is to have a whiter soul..Wake up guys, there are more important things in life than the color of skin. And please don’t give the crap about the fairness cream ads. I have never heard anyone got fired (or didn’t get a job) because of their skin color (not even models!). Curve up and prevail on the classy,noble side. Black is beautiful and it will forever be.

Updating nonsense!

I’ve decided to write  something very  nonsensical today,read at your own risk…me not responsible for you pulling your hair out.

Consider yourself warned–

Had a good day.

Yesterday was Wednesday.

Wednesday is when I go to St.Paul’s Cathedral.

Cathedral is where we pray.

Pray that I do what I’m having in mind now.

Now,I got a whole bunch of straight out haphazard things to talk about,I mean,write about.

About me and my mostly-insane-sometimes-unbearably-sane-self and me who’s  getting away from the shrink for quite a while now.

Now there are some things in life that never change-like,when you put women together into a room for a serious group-think,the first thing that happens is checking out each others clothes!

‘Clothes’..*sigh* Yes,ladies,we are that worthless!

Worthless fact no 1-Girls and boys do have something in common–both check out girls!

Girls,there I said it.

It’s fine if you’ve heard this already-doesn’t hurt to laugh again now,does it?

It is getting to my nerves doing doing what I’m doing.

Doing this kinda means I don’t have work right now.

Now,there’s a peeping cat on my head and it wants to know this-is plural of a computer mouse,mice?

Mice-come to think of it,’mouses’ sounds even more unseasoned,maybe mouse thingies or mouse thingums! Cute,eh? I mean my take on this -there is no plural,you can only talk about one mouse at any given point of time…makes life not burdensome,right?

Right,I’m just romanticizing in the last sentence.

End of the post.Go in peace!

On being eighteenth

& so God took six days to create everything that he had to create. On the seventh day he was very serene. He sat with a good old bottle of Jack Daniels at the beach and plopped his front porch for all the good job that he did. Then,millions of years later as he still was working on his dream called creating ‘people’ distinctly for this country which he categorically likes to fill with a lot *that* kind,he had some garbage.Seeing that he created me as a form of divine trash!!

And I continue to live as the last of its kind.I shall turn nineteen tomorrow and with divine good wishes I shall carry with me to my next year some off-color bouts of fever.Hail birthday spirit!

From tomorrow onwards,I shall officially lose my right to throw tantrums that can be simply passed off with a remark  ‘it’s her age.’

I shall be losing my teenagehood or whatever that is, though I still look like I can pass off as a preadult querulous kid.

I shall have to hide my buoyancy in almost everything with a pessimistic authenticity about the world where I comment on almost everything with a oh-i-know-about-this-too nod and continue with a see- how-the-world-is-changing kind of a sigh.

I am now officially supposed to act mature like, answer politely to all  questions  thrown at me  instead of answering with some badly deduced sarcasm. Anyway sarcasm doesn’t help anymore nowadays.

And yeah the impalpable look to almost all questions thrown at me will definitely have to go.

And so I shall enter a new decade of my life.

And I shall continue to live.Sigh!

My Noboborsho Resolutions-Giggle not you yecchy creatures..

Do not scoff at me, point at me and laugh (well you are free to do that ‘coz i wont care two pence because I’m used to it  .) I’ll make ‘Bengali new year resolutions and vow to keep them. The KKR team may actually win a match this edition, Suhel Seth and Mamata Banerjee might have a passionate, doting relationship but my resolutions will not be broken!

1. I will not warn my friends that Coffee House’s coffee renders men impotent.  I will especially not say this ‘coz my only evidence is a college street’s local crazy dog who might have been purposively made impotent so that the cafe’s owner could route all his (I mean the dog’s  ) sexual letdown towards the ones who play cards in the iconic C’House !

2. I will certainly not pipe dream about a certain professor ; I will not sit the first bench in his class and brainstorm if he looks better in stripes or checks, black or blue. It is offensive, blasphemous, indecent…but oh he is soooo….ok, SORRY!

3.I will try to summon into mind the names of all my friends’ boyfriends even if they substitute on a weekly or monthly basis. I will not mess up get-togethers by calling someone’s present boyfriend by their previous’s name. If two of best friends share one guy, I will try and admire their spirit of giving . Boy friends telling their girls choose between career, family and me …girls choosing the later with pride, sindoor mangalsutra style…I will not poke fun at these situations anymore.

4. I will not have chips. Every time fries cajole me with their smell and crunchy touch I will try to see in the mind’s eye the ocean of oil they have been drenched in.

There are piles of things that I need to do…like lose weight, write *substantial* blogs, delete Orkut account permanently ( snigger not you foul creatures  ) , read good articles like Garfield and Calvin_Hobbes and quote them in fair places and get through life without falling into gutters in every second step. So heres to the end of a year and to the beginning of another worthless year

puzzling queries of life!

If nothing else, life definitely has an extra dose of question and answer till you hit 40 after which the active-peeping hormonal dabs seem to understand the red signal finally. Not that I am chastening others. I am as snoopy as these fellows, just smart enough to keep my mouth shut on some occasions(Well, most of the time  ). Though the barricade level of the poll pattern gets higher as one proceeds up in the age-ladder till its time for the person to do-on the helmet of the quiz master himself, us young mortals standing with trembling fuzzy legs on the cliff of teenage-hood aren’t spared either. 

Well,humans are social beings. So for the unfeasible cause of social well-being, we say stuffs we really don’t mean. Such has been the case for me in current times. A number of times what I say, isn’t really what I mean to say.Here are some of the horrible examples:

1. Do you have a boyfriend? (I disfavor the terminology.)

Me: Depends on whom you categorize as a boyfriend. No I have ten male consorts whom I replace every week!

2. What are you planning to do after college?

Me: I intend to get married after giving advertisement  in the matrimonial or allowing my originators to bribe a male thing into marrying me and then shall be  purely concerned with knitting,cooking and  sewing!

3. Why do you want to study mathematics and not Physics honours?

Me: Oh it’s very easy. See, I am too good in Physics and I know everything so I needn’t study that. I am studying mathematics to far-off  logicalize myself so that I can enthuse the bribed folks who’ll be my in-laws.

4. How are the boys in your college? (Sleazy grin).

Me: What? Where? This is a co-ed institution? I didn’t notice.

5.You look so cute!

Me:Thank god you said that. I am using thousands of beauty products. Does it show? Pretty please tell me. I’ll be soooo happy!

6. What do you want to become in life?

Me: An possessor of a male harem with men wearing sparse clothes. I’ll throw one rupee notes as they shall dance like Rakhi Sawant.

7. Have you studied for the exam?

Me:Yes,Of course. And I am expecting nothing less than 100 percent in the result. See,I am so great.

8.A ‘big boned’ male friend:Do you think I’m Fat?

Me:You look perfect dear! By the way, let’s order low calorie salad today.

9. The best one of the lot: Why do you orkut?

Me: Hmm. I see. Hmm.

10.Fellow hard-hearted social animal: You are so thin.

Me: I know .You opened my eyes . I have those comical mirrors at home that make the thin look fat and…..Oh look at those adipose on you!

Concerning many other questions that are thrown at me,the answers in my observance are unquestionably censored stuff. By the way this does not imply that I don’t fall victim to asking these questions to others myself.

P.S: If this has hurt the sentiments of certain fellow beings, let me tell you that I did not intend to, and I can’t help if you are as sensitive as me. Go, enjoy being low.