These are from last weekend's trip to Nagarjunsagar Dam & the 4th Century Buddhist ruins on an Island on Krishna River.

Yell Yum & Yen

I’ve been puzzling over some oxymorons I experienced recently.
Ever hear someone say “Cut it in 3 halves”. What do they mean when they say that ?

Or when your kids have been pestering you for something and you say to them “Do you know the meaning of NO ?” and they cheekily reply back saying “No.”

Then last week I watched Hannibal Rising with McDonald as the sponsor of the movie. Hows that for irony ? [ Hannibal Lecter of Silence of the Lambs ]

The Liberhan commission submitted its report after 17 years ! Does anyone get the humour in these things or is it just me ?
SEVENTEEN YEARS !

Some philosophy now :

We dislike beggars not because they are smelly and needy and “in-your-face”. We dislike them because they seem free and un-inhibited in ways that we are not. They have the courage to walk upto a random stranger and ask for money.

But I think mostly we dislike them because they remind us of how poor we really are. Of how much we lack in the spirit of human kindness and generosity. And the times we do pull out a few coins to hand over to them, what we are really doing is postponing thinking about it.


Meanwhile the kids have been settling into the new school. Yes we changed this year as we found that in the last one Armaan was insisting that his teacher said the letters that follow H I J K was Yell Yum and Yen. That’s when we knew we had to get them out.

On a separate note, in the past 1 year I find myself getting back in touch with many buddies from school and college days, thanks to Facebook and other networks. What I find striking, is that I am in very few photographs from back then. Which makes me wonder about whether I’ve been generally camera shy or not involved enough…... this made me sad somehow.