Wild West Delhi Women!!!

Uff! I hit my hand to my forehead even before i can begin telling you about this one! Last night was when my sweet lil cousin bro asked me to attend his friend's sangeet with him...i asked him where it was..."some five star" he said, i agreed and dressed to avoid the chill...a long overcoat, heels, and a nice black top.

Wait a minute, we missed something here, the 'five-star hotel' was in pitampura...oops! Anyway, 'how bad can it be? i thought? just a bunch of folks celebrating...and i get some daaru in my belly...what else could one ask for?', He missed telling me more, "My friend's a sardar", 'OH-KAY THEN!', Bracing myself for loud music and lotsa chicken we kept going, into the darkness of the night, through the ghettos...

The first thing that caught my eye when we entered was the sight of yellow fur...a human size canary was preening all over the place and had left her little trademarks a.k.a. little yellow feathers all over the chairs the stage, i'm sure everyone had a little feather on them sometime during the night...she was the groom to be's sister...hoo boy!

She was carrying a yellow feather stole...i mean can you believe it???? Her outfit was yellow, and if i could see her facial features, i'm sure her lips and eyes would be yellow too!!!

Just as i had enough time to adapt to her style of dressing...there passed by a whole parade of razzlers and dazzlers...or chamakchallos if you prefer...so much shiny stuff...not only on their outfits but on their faces and hair as well...i wonder if they've ever heard of the term, "inner glow" or "radiance"? To them these concepts would have reached as 10X the volume or shimmer..or whatever!

Then there were those aunties who were wearing revealing stuff...cross-backed fully embroidered outfits that did nothing for the way they looked...maybe it did for the way their husbands looked because all that jazz don't come for free!

In my last post on the dress sense of the men in west delhi, i think i overlooked the fact that women here dress weirdly as well...but why? Why can't you try and look beautiful instead of trashy? Why are the vamps of hindi daytime soaps your inspiration? Of which reminds me, this lady who was like in her late thrities had on a CLOTH PATCH on her back as a tattoo!!!

Yes!!! its TRUE!!! People actually do that in real life!!! This leads me to declaring Exta Kapoor and her natak paltan as a serious hazard to our comrades (i'm not socialist!) in west delhi...they need help...save em!!! Please!!!

After the rains...

Today the rains swept into our little town like an unexpected, but very welcome visitor! It was a sunny day but constant gusts of cool winds made it pleasant...just a hour back, the rain drummed upon the roofs of gurgaon, announcing its presence...the air was infused with the scent of silt...it was chilly, yet perfect!

Ms. Skeeter was with me, and just like the rain, she was a very sudden and very welcome visitor! We ate sweet potatoes from the street vendor as we marched up back into the haven of the mall...the scents from body shop au naturel products pleasantly lingering on to us...aah days as beautiful as this are hard to come by...it was perfect :)

thank god for small blessings :)

Gurgaon at Dusk

Whatever i could capture while driving...!

Today...

Today was the worst of all days...never felt this low...even when things were bad...i never let myself feel so bad...but today, i did.

I had to go attend a class but on my way i changed my mind, bought two ultramilds and began, yet again driving aimlessly with stupid truck drivers staring and honking...

I don't know why but after such a long time i feel compelled to smoke again, i feel like i can't handle things, or i don't want to in a rational manner. Anyway after one and a half hours of driving i decided to visit a lil cafe on arjun marg called sweet obsession.

I just wanted to be alone so in the middle of my second chai this really nice looking man who i assumed, was having his late lunch at 3pm said hello...i responded.

He said, "you're looking sad today..."
"Yeah...we all have our days i guess.."
He came over and sat at my table...His name was David, an american from San Fransisco...he's a spiritual tur guide who comes to India twice a year with an entire group of people...they go to places like rishikesh and calcutta...he lives life on the principles of parmahansa yoginanda...we talked about a lot of things except why i was sad, because that disappeared the moment the conversation began.

I've never spoken so freely with a stranger before but it felt nice.

I had to get up and leave, and though it had been a nice time chatting...we didn't exchange any contact information because i guess we both knew that in life people come and go, what's important is the one moment you share with happiness sans give or take...

It was a lovely afternoon mr. david, i hope you'll always be the smiling cheerful person that you are. You made me feel better.

Thanks!

Pillons and Pops

To whomever it may concern (though it should be of grave concern to anyone who's ever sat in a vehicle or has a family, so basically, its everyone),

I would like to express my concern for families with 2.5 members or more. Families that cannot afford four wheel transport and rely mostly on two wheels to transport them from anywhere to anywhere.

Little babies balanced precariously on the arms of a waiflike mother who is also trying her best not to let her saree come undone, the handbag, the heavy poly bag with maybe the day's groceries, the baby is almost lost.

I don't care about the groceries or the poly bags, what i do care about are the babies. The future, our future. You know, this callousness in terms of every aspect of child care in India pisses me off BIG TIME!

We show clear disregard for a child's safety, yet if chunnu wants an extra chocolate (yes chunnu is a boy), chunnu shall get it! And not because he has earned it either...that much is pretty clear even to chunnu, he has a weener, so he figures that little people with weeners get pretty much what they want.

A note to all reading this, i know this is not true for a lot of educated families rich or poor, my mail is purely targetted at people who are sleep walking their lives away, and in this case, in terms of child care.

So, back to the point, my question to you is, WOULD HAVE A CHILD IF YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO OWN AND SUSTAIN A CAR? MUCH LESS A WIFE? (wife part is a different story, many budgets to choose from!) anyway, back to my question, would you?

Do you think its fair to bring a child in this world if you can't even bother to learn how to hold your infant properly?

My personal take on this would be this, before having a child, i would need sensitivity and a great deal of it directed at my baby's needs before i can even concieve the IDEA of having one!

Then comes in the money part, desire always preceeds the means so finances are a close second. I know this stuff might sound elementary to most of you, but nobody ever talks about it...i wonder if anyone ever thinks about this stuff...

I would like a bill to be passed that bans pillon riders from piling up, i.e. not 2.5 people, but a maximum of 2. No third child standing in the front while papaji goes from karol bagh till baljeet nagar...

Please let me know your views on this