The Sex and the Mad City

Urbanisation and Westinization are two words we all are victim of. So we moved from our respective cities to the city of Honourable Courts and became part of the urban set up. Then we adopted Westernization, we worked in the big firm with national and international people doing national issues in international way. And definitely having more western parties with bring your own booze concept.

From that city to this and from that affair to this , it has been one long deal. We are so passionate about our work that we don't get time to look out and so exausted by the end of all that is Mad that we take a twenty rupees rickshaw, load our bags and rest on a terrace or in our rooms. We only see same people through out the day. And then we see them so much that we don't know what to see and what not to see.

When I use to see these American TV shows I use to be awe struck and think that's America and then over the years I realized that this is a Mad City and not less than America, whose dating who you never get to know.

We all come to this city to fall in love and rise in life. But we fall in life and there is a rise in so called love. What is this love?Love is not in the expensive bottle of wine or an old monk. Did we ever ask ourselves what is that we want. What kinda relationship we want? Or are we fine with the trends, the one where you get hooked up a night and forget the next day, or you get hooked up for a night  and then you follow up with sms or you try getting hooked, notched and then there is a family in the MAD family. Well much cannot even be blamed maybe it the MAD foundation. Relationship with others is part of the life but the relationship with oneself is to be maintained and let that not get affected because of Madness.

Friendships open you to something exotic, to some questions, care, love and beer. .But where you get cheated you shouldn't feel bad for yourself but for the person who cheated on you because he is the one who needs psychiatric help and doesnt need your friendship.

The city of Madness is way to complicated and handling complicated relationships but you don't need to get lost in this city. There is still way to get out of this madness, there are friends on your side and there is always a bottle of wine.

Baaki Saab Theek Hai.

Saal ke pehle din ghar aaye, to dekha gaadi thuki hui hai, Baki saab theek hai

Pichle saal ke aant mein kuch pran liye the, Is saal ki shurat mein bhool gaye, Baaki saab theek hai

Pata chala rahegi safedi abhi ek saal, Baaki saab theek hai

Kaam ka pressure fir bada is saal, Baaki saab theek hai

Na rahenge Pagal na rahegi unki jaan, Baaki saab theek hai.....

The Mad Meet

The Mad people got invited on a beach for their annual mad meet. There were excited to meet each other , ready to discuss, argue and find a way forward.

They spent thirty five hours one way and forty one on the other, some traveled extreme north to south, doing bharat darshan. From the cold of north to shorts on the beach.  The view from the terrace was amazing but same cannot be said about the food. There were discussions and no point arguments.There were nodding of heads wether in agreement and disagreement no one knows.

The shorter sessions and long breaks, no peace at the peaceful center. The beaches and songs, the carried forward discussions, the team of young with old.

Lets go ahead from one Mad year to the other. 

Ek pagal kavita

Bus yuhi likh dali,
samajhe ne ke liye dimaag na lagaye or line ke beech mein padhe


Door se dekha to laga ghar hai paas aakar dekha to Antharashtriyaa Hawaii adaa tha

Piya humne paani saada diya bill bisleri ka

Na dekhi shakal na aakal sirf dikhi safedi ki chamkar

Jaago pagal log jaago!!!!

Bheeje humne inko khat hazaar phir bhi  rakhi nahi inke laaj,

Humme dhokha diya to diya, ek aadhe piyakad ko bhi nahi choda

Jinko logon ne kaha shaktishali,  unki baana di inhone qwaali

Na aaya paisa na aaye shaan bus aaya to fir safedi ki chamkar

Hum ghoome galli galli inhone kiya bharat bhraman....

Bus kehno ko kuch bacha nahi.... or aap bhi kuch na kahe

Jo haale dil waahan hai waahi haale dil yaahan hai....

Mad House Series XV

Lucky Don with no Luck

Luck plays a major role in life and if you are in Mad House even the luck wouldn't favor you. The hard working , efficent Mr. P is a Don wearing black glasses.

This don is known for his witty comments, how can we forget he even remarked the judge " My pleas is falling on deaf ears"  (refer to Mad House Series III) . He is not god fearing, boss fearing or wife fearing but he is sister fearing.  He fears sisters who don't let him forget what he is drawing his salary for. He fears the sister's connections inside and outside jails. He fears the same connection of the Boss and sister.

No matter how many good deeds he does but unfortunately even the God is favoring his opponent, special connection. So one day early morning boss called him and said I have a good news, Mr. P thinking for sure that it wouldn't be salary hike or praise or the boss read his appreciation in the paper today. The Boss said the good news is there is a new complaint against you. Mr. P had forgot that now he is married and reaches late but other reach on time. From Mr. P to pope P would be easy transition for good habits.

Mr. P had not yet got over the shock that he spent his weekend for a consultation and his opponent a' DJ '  took what was suppose to fall in his lap. He spent on car fuel and Mr. DJ arranged for future car fuel. The fact being that Mr. P is known for sleeping in sessions but this news kept him awake for the rest one and half day.

The story of sadness didn't end here, Mr. P 's complaint was on the same day when the Boss had canceled his foreign trip and the opposite counsel went for a marriage. This couldnt have been more disastrous, the boss  thinking what is more grievous Mr. P running faster than him or he not running at all.

The boss called Mr. P and said Boss now don't sleep and become more capable. Mr. P replied I object My Lord I don't sleep anymore and have become efficient, if you disagree , call up my wife and ask.

Tiger and foxes

Hang people, put them in jail for using facebook. Lets go back to the primitive age, where we would neither have had options nor would have we used it. A person bluntly spoke through out his life you called him a tiger and now you have done a act of not less than foxes. He was known to work for his people, the same people and I mention a girl was picked at night to speak her mind. Not only this accidentally a mob got violent in a hospital, and just for your note a hospital is the same place where these people who were from the land of Tiger were getting treated.

Hang a terrorist because he killed innocent people. But what about those innocent people who have only seen bombings, rape by your army. Well its not worth spending a figures of crores on one person , yes I wish these crores could have been used earlier for the same people and the land this terrorist belonged to. So that next time they wouldn't pick up guns but a pen to write. But whats the point they will write and you will still put them behind the bars.

The Black Clouds and a White Revolution

There were black clouds over a house for some days, it was a tough period for the  people and their seniors. No one knew how they would survive. It was as if someone had robbed them of their life, there was water all around but not a single drop to drink.

All stood united, fought hard, struggled hard. It was a revolution in making, Mad people thought maybe after this we would drop the title of Mad. But does that happen? Is time that powerful to change the thinking, to change what has been happening over years. In this struggle we lost some people, good people. The question again comes what is more important money or Mad people.

They were together through all this, they forgot to celebrate their festivals. They all prayed for the best to happen even the atheist, people fasted, went to temple, mosques, gurudwaras just to learn that its not the work of their God. And what happens after a drought a white revolution.