About Denial Projection and my spellings:

I am too a mortal human
You know one of the basic human defense system is denial (Ask a drunkard –he will deny that he can not live without drinking) and projection (Remember block buster: Diwar: jao pehle us admi se sign leke aao jisne mera hatho Mei yeh likh di thi).
So it is a basic human nature to create angel and demons out of ourselves in order to project our faults to other. We come out with great man’s quotation, statistics, case studies etc etc.

IT seems I have a big learning disability. Whenever whatever I write (or type) there are thousands of spelling mistakes. Check any of my blog there are heap of spelling mistakes many time MS word software is at lose what to do with my spellings?
Assamese is the language in which I think, I learned to talk, and Assamese letters are the first letters with whom I had fallen in love. But my Assamese spell sense is as worse as English.
How to defend myself?

I came out with two greatest original thinker's philosophies: Feynman and Asimov .

Dr. Feynman observes that "things have gotten out of whack in the English language," which leads him to ask, "[w]hay can't we change the spelling?" In what may be taken as an expression of exasperation with his colleagues in the liberal arts, he declares: "If the professors of English will complain to me that the students who come to the universities, after all those years of study, still cannot spell `friend,' I say to them that something's the matter with the way you spell `friend.'"
Wah sir kya bad hain.

Asimov jumps right in and makes a stab at some suggested respellings. Consider "through," "coo," "do," "true," "knew" and "queue," he asks. Why not just spell them "throo," "koo," "doo," "troo," nyoo" and "kyoo"? These respellings would in fact fit within some familiar reform proposals, though perhaps few reform advocates would go along with his assertion that the obvious respelling of "night" should be "nite."
Thank u both of u for coming in my favour.

Independent nothingness

Camera in my hand after a long time

A wet lazy independence day

through car-window in Dehradun street.

How I forgot to KISS

An ascent to perfection!
Was our motto once upon a time.
Though never reached that pick it becomes a compulsive thought process to search the real truth in everything. A very totalitarian & un achievable concept !
Long back I realized the relevance of Einstein’s relativity in day to day life- nothing is perfect; no body can be perfect. (Even MJ had a defective nose.)
But that bug (of searching the truth) persisted,
And while looking for perfection I forgot to KISS i.e.
To keep it simple & straight.

Mr. Bond-the real one.

It’s been one year since I met Bond-Mr. Bond-the real one.

I went went to Mussoorie for an interview for Assamese literary journal ‘Satsori’.

I met him for the first time in 2007 through two nature lover .Dr.Anurag & Dr. Sonjoy Das. What attracted me was the simplicity of that man. Writing just for the love of it. Living a very humble life among nature.
A man with mountains in his blood who prefers to live in independent India for the love of Himalaya, Alu tikki and the company of his friends.

watch :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tfViShTBP4M

http://ishare.rediff.com/video/entertainment/bond/769499

Genius & arrogance

Last week I saw two docu film based on two iconic personalities –Jim Morrison & Salvador Dali.
Dali was kicked out of art school because when teachers asked him about Raphael Dali answered back that my knowledge about him is so much that you sum up your knowledge my knowledge will be much more than it.
Before dying in an interview the octogenarian celebrity said ‘A genius like me needs to live.
Well the other man?
Jim Morrison, the drunken buffoon? The master of dreamy poetry? The fore runner of cult rock culture-what ever you call him, people still admires him
Even though he stripped down in a full house show & veiled at his fan ‘you are a bunch of F***ing shit’

Why deny?

While India was busy dicussing Indian Election Britain was reeling under a scam !

Like all Indian I too proud of our Indian morality.
Our grandeur let us believe that and we come very hard at proving against it .that may be a big portion of us are against Agiga’s ‘White Tiger’ ,the average novel wining Bookers or ‘Slumdog Millioner’ another average movie (in the history of cinema) sweeping the Oscars. What lead to such flare of temperament?
I believe our persistent denial of the dark side of India.
And we are very much ashamed when our dark side is shamelessly exposed we are petrified. (Of the bitter truth).
But denial won’t help us removing the dark side.
Take the case of British MP scandal. It’s a shameful event in the history of one of the oldest model of democracy.
But look at the other side too, a Member of Parliament is using tax payers money for watching pornography on net or buying pet dog food. But once it has been disclosed they all said sorry (not the usual denial).and what happened when it was proved that one cow is eating food worth billions of rupees in Bihar India? Answer from the then chief minister was ‘Why are you asking me? You should have asked this question to the cow. (Yeh chawal aap gaay se puchiye Na, mujhe kyu puch rahe ho?’) No justice done .that leader is still a big shoot in Indian politics.
It’s because we deny the bitter truth
As there is non acceptance of truth, where is the chance of improvement?

Habib Tanveer

Just got the news Habib Tanveer, the eminent theatre personality of India passed away. I liked his husky voice, his style of acting, his persistent effort to for theatre. Last year I had the opportunity of reading his play ‘Agra Bazaar’ liked it a lot.
I will regret not to see his play live.