Kashmir ka cauliflower (the opposite of Kali)
Food for thought: Does there exist a Kashmiri man who is not a software engineer from Maharashtra?
It's almost as if a few years back, God circulated a new notification:
1. In order to be a Kashmiri man, you must be a software engineer.
2. You must have studied in Maharashtra.
3. To be a really good Kashmiri man, you must have studied software engineering in Maharashtra.
Thus the prototype was born and soon, this was the only type that could be found.
And the sub-headings in the notification may have been thus:
1. You shall not be an interesting man to know.
2. Your main target in life should be to get to the US.
3. You shall speak bad English. Repeat. This is a very important point.
4. You shall still want to marry a woman who will cook Kashmiri food for you and wash your undies, but this woman should now have a full-fledged job.
5. You shall consider the above-mentioned woman intelligent only if she too is an engineer, preferably from Maharashtra.
Really. This is true.
It's almost as if a few years back, God circulated a new notification:
1. In order to be a Kashmiri man, you must be a software engineer.
2. You must have studied in Maharashtra.
3. To be a really good Kashmiri man, you must have studied software engineering in Maharashtra.
Thus the prototype was born and soon, this was the only type that could be found.
And the sub-headings in the notification may have been thus:
1. You shall not be an interesting man to know.
2. Your main target in life should be to get to the US.
3. You shall speak bad English. Repeat. This is a very important point.
4. You shall still want to marry a woman who will cook Kashmiri food for you and wash your undies, but this woman should now have a full-fledged job.
5. You shall consider the above-mentioned woman intelligent only if she too is an engineer, preferably from Maharashtra.
Really. This is true.
posted by 8 by 52 at 12:09 PM
4 Comments:
Hello 8/52. I went through your blog and read nearly all posts. Its all very cool and very nostalgic (!). I have spent my formative years in Ranchi too and 7 years out of those were at best deformative (that’s not a word, I made it up).
I studied for 7 years in DAV JVM . I cleared class 12th in 2003 (yes CLEARED, that’s all, No IIT, AIIMS, jazz !! nothing). It was not all that bad though. I have some good memories but the number of scary things that haunt me to this day far outnumber the good ones.
DAV Shyamali was a good place to learn survival. That’s the only thing that I learnt really well during my time there (or rather while doing my time there ;-)). There are a lot of memories that stand out like when Choubey told Pathak that his scooter was understanding the tree (standing under the tree. He did this in front of like 200 people in the auditorium). Then there was this time when I broke DR Singh’s left leg. He was trying to chase me while I was running away after planting a Diwali bomb (I suffered for that, he gave me 20/30 in chemistry practicals while the rest of the class got everything between 25-30). I wish I had hemorrhaged his brain instead.
Pathak’s elder son was in your class. The younger one was in mine. His name was Sudeep Pathak. He didn’t deviate from the family heritage though, he was a parrot too. In fact I had the privilege of studying with many of the teachers’ kids. Amrita was in my class and she was AK Sinha’s (chemistry) daughter. Then there was Kunal Kishor who was S N Thakur’s son and Aditi Bhan was the librarian’s daughter. One of the first kids I befriended in school, Raunak Verma was the son of a teacher too. He was cool though.
I am a software guy now and I work on projects ranging from ERPs to websites. If you ever need to publish your website, please let me know. I would love to do it for you (OK ! free of cost. Fine ??). I really like the way you write and I think more people should appreciate it.
I will be a regular visitor to your blog and post comments. If however you don’t want me to do that or if you want to keep it all private, please send me an email at johnspeed007@yahoo.com. You can send me an anonymous email from www.sendanonymousemail.net , in the sender’s email address just type abc@yahoo.com or some crap. It doesn’t matter. I don’t have my own blog, I guess that’s what happens after you work on creating websites and content management systems for your entire day. You just can’t get back to the web. My English is not all that good (courtesy Rose Mary Shaw), please excuse any mistakes that I made while writing this.
By the way, what’s with the name 8/52. It sounds more like a Flat number in Mecon colony.
and that is what i keep telling you....when you are so clear in your head that they are what they are....why even bother thinking about them....i think you know what i mean
yaar yeh kaun saala anon comment maara re?
just going through your blog ... i think you are being a little bit too pessimistic !!!!!
Wake up...
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