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Why are men the way they are...?

Men...the great great men...I have met very few men who don't try to ascertain their masculinity every moment...who don't try to prove themselves men every time...it seems that most of the men today, feel hollow...they need constant reassurance from themselves about their status...about their power...about their being men...if this is not done..their chauvinism would literally strangle them...
but I am not generalizing my opinion about men....I know Mahatma Gandhi and Swami Vivekananda mean to me...but why should such personalities stand out as exceptions in society..? why can't every man be another Mahatma or Vivekananda..? Why does everyone get swayed by the winds of mass trauma every time..? Why don't they be what they are..? Without trying to defend their sexuality..?
When women speak about this, they are tagged as feminists and as feeling inferior to men...!!
Strange world....may be it is meant to be strange...!
Subhanallah...!!

Why were women confined to homes...?

Women....for some are goddesses...for others liabilities....for still others chattels to be possessed...and for many..luxuries to indulge in...Women were confined to their homely limits...lest their virtue be made vicious...but why were they kept so insulated from other men..? Why were they shunned all posts in the governance..?
People could not have afforded to morally molest them...in the hands of chauvinistic devils...they just could not afford to cause a drain in their divine spiritual energy...by ruthless inhuman behaviour of cowards...Women were thus worshipped...they were happy with their lives...they were healthy...they lived long lives...
Now-a-days...women are more stress prone...more cancer prone....experience tumultuous pre-menstrual syndromes...contract hyper-tension and high blood pressure...only to be left with zero spiritual energy...
Should we really limit ourselves to homes to lead a cozy-comfy life..?
Or break open all the meaningless shackles and show to the soul-l…

Why is Law Irritatingly Utopic...?

Law...the great Indian Constitution...Democracy...Norms...Traditions...Nobility...Honesty...Integrity...Truth.... MAY THY SOULS REST IN PEACE....AMEN....when these are no more to be found...why keep their rotting corpses in the life's dictionary...? Why rever them and run after them...only to be found hopelessly heart broken..? Why at all consider them the gems of life..? Gems are never lackluster...they dance with sheen till doom's day...
Why should we study Law...WHEN IT NO LONGER EXISTS..?
Why are children taught about honesty, truthfulness, integrity, BLAH...BLAH..BLAH...when they brutally molest them in their adulthood..?
Why is friendship defined...when friends no longer remain FRIENDS...?
Why is Law so damn irritatingly Utopic...that leaves a Law Student crushingly broken when he finds himself face to face with THE NEW ORDER LAWS OF GREED, AVARICE, POWER HUNGER, JEALOUSY, HATREDNESS, SELF-CENTREDNESS & THROAT SLITTING COMPETITION..?
Why should such dream world law b…

Trip to Magod Falls...?!!

Today..was a special day for me...I had gone to Magod Falls, one of the great treasures of Nature, which has carved itself a cozy niche in the bosom of the Western Ghats...it was truly Heaven on Earth...its resplendent awe...its serenity...its serendipity...was worth the effort...we (all the residents of doctors' quarters) set off early in the morning...towards our cherished abode...I chose to go with them..to give a break to the monotony of life....I found that it was more than the intended breaking of monotony...it was sneak-peek into the Nature's bounty...which lie so undisturbed...so calm...and at a spiritual height...it brought in an unknown peace of mind...
This trip has made me wonder why we have been so handicapped as to see the Nature with a curiosity of seeing something out of the world...We arrange special trips to relish the Nature's feast...we stand with our mouths wide open in front of water falls, rivers, streams, mountains and valleys...we look at them as i…

THE RACE IS ON...!!

Phew..!! The 2nd year of my graduation has finally started..!! We are no more carefree...even if we are...we are not supposed to be...we are into a more serious stage of creating a firm career platform for ourselves...we are in the race....a big big race....never ending race course...with never-tiring sprinters...it is an eternal race towards nothing...everyone is running...I am following them...for, if I don't...I would be an outcast...I have to run...because I want to...but my destiny is mine...I don't want to get the 1st prize...I want to feel the race...my every breath while running...my every struggle against the hurdles...my every step..together with the path my feet follow...I don't want to aim at the post I need to reach...coz..if watch every step of mine...I know I will by all means be my goal...there is so much to learn...so much to remember....so much knowledge to gain...the more you read...the more handicapped you feel...the more illiterate you feel..and the re…

Who am I?

Who am I? Pranusha? An "immature, kiddish, pampered, insensitive kid"...? A "matured, very talented, sensitive gal"..? These are various references which different sects of society have bestowed upon me...and...ALL OF THEM ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT...i  am an intoxicating and confusing cauldron of all these paradoxical things...its a hell to put up with...for people having got better businesses to do with their lives...and for me too...sometimes...i get on my own nerves...its taxing...ridiculous...most of the times I need my best friend for me to tell every damn thing I feel....she puts up with all the bullshit with great patience.. I forever remain humbly grateful to my parents for whatever I am...I owe myself to them...they can't be replaced...also...my best friend can't  be replaced...
The answer to the question which I put forth at the outset of this post is...still in the course of being discovered...till date I have been living according to the whims and f…

Golconda Fort

hi there....we're just now back home from Golconda Fort...it was simply splendid...a great  experience...climbing 360 steps....phew..!! the fort spoke many unspoken words...of victory...bloodshed...peace...fanaticism...prosperity...and tranquility...it outlined the great valor of the Nizams...as also their efficacy in building Hyderabad...their management...of people and power...today, the fort is just a conglomeration of stones...nevertheless, it scrapes the sky with all the glory...the Andhra Pradesh govt. is accountable for its maintenance...
In the fort..myriad tourists were quenching their thirst of the historic cassata...our guide instilled life into the 10th century fort...his vivid description made the characters of the story so very alive and elegant...the story was being weaved before us..with all its myriad hues and shades...and we just drowned into the impeccable sojourn...
as a fillip to the trip, there was a sound and light narration in the fort...succinctly putting …

Saidabad to Banjara Hills in an auto rickshaw...!!

Vrooomm.....started off the rickshaw from Saidabad...our destination was the City Centre at Banjara Hills...the journey was fascinating and distraught at once....fascinating because every time the wheels cycled...i contained an extra dose of excitement of going to a "Mall"...and it was distraught because the real Hyderabad....in fact the real under belly of India...came to light....on the roads (if the paved ways can reasonably be bestowed with this description)....innumerable petty shops...badly disorganized...with chicken and mutton freely exhibited....for all the flies...mosquitoes, carbon monoxide molecules, methane molecules...and several other "rightful partners of the carcasses" to relish the newly implemented sense of "socialism"... (same as the free spirit of India presently is exhibited to th world....with tainted underbelly and missing conscience...)...the people too...had their share in the "socialistic spirit" which was forwarded b…

"Internship"

hieee...!!! m at hyderabad....since the day before yesterday....basically for holidaying with sis....but it has turned out to be yet another internship...this time at the Hyderabad Centre of Cleft Children International.....(i prefer this to the Hyderabad Cleft Society or G.S.R. Institute of Facial Plastic Surgery...)...its a wholly new experience...its fantastic....so many new things to learn...so much sagacity to gain....i'll be here for around 15 days.....but whats there in the name....i wanna get the tag of having interned at an INTERNATIONAL firm.....so CCI is mine....not GSR or HCS...but a rose is a rose is a rose....!!! but what if a fierce competition is going on to prove that the flower in your hand is a rose...to headstrong judges....and the obstinate society.....and if you fail to prove....you are doomed to be possessing nothing better than the thorns, twigs and stones....! what is the use of you knowing the beauty and the uniqueness of the rose you possess...? your fai…

A rejuvenated ME...!!!

Hello Breathing Bodies..!!! How many micro grams of Oxygen have you been pumping in, per breath these days.....?? Have you been LIVING through each of your breaths...?? which sustain you....for your entire life...Or are you just BREATHING through 'em coz u have no other go...?? I am not into preaching you....m into seeing I in YOU....coz somewhere...all of us have stopped LIVING life....busy with stock market bulls and bears....with inflations and deflations....with lay-offs and pink slips....where are WE....??? Where are HUMANS...???
    i have had this enlightenment of sorts (Touchwood..!!) due to my summer internship at an NGO at Dharwad (a dist. place in North Karnataka)...it rejuvenated ME...I FOUND MYSELF....!!! LIVING MY LIFE...!!! TRYING TO MAKE PEACE WITH MY WARRING SELF...!!! trying to be MYSELF and only MYSELF...Hats offfffffff to Vidya Poshak....an NGO.....which aids the meritorious poor financially.....it has aided me......a "spirit"orious indigent......mora…

Pranusha....??!!!

Hey everyone...!!! this is my first blog...and am quite happy about it....since its my FIRST encounter with the netizens, i wanna acquaint myself with Pranusha...Pranusha is my home....named by my parents...my revered creators....she is a girl....m happy about it...her vision is defective.....it has blurred mine.....sometimes though....now...i give a damn to it..."Pranusha" roughly translates to "the first rays of the Sun"...i feel proud to have such a cozy home....full of tumultuous tribulations...never at calm...never at ease.....never ever content with the present.....lesser....with the past....i am often infatuated that I am Pranusha....the truth is....i am something more than her....she has been...and is being swayed by the winds of mass hysteria (dad's invaluable contribution to the pile of catchy phrases her mind possesses...)...she very well understands this....soon to be carried away by another blow of wind....life is windy....very often hurricanes sho…