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The task of assigning an appropriate title to a post is getting tougher than writing the post. Anyways this post is about a discussion I had with some friends. I have read somewhere that the difference between love and lust is “Lust is pure and truthful while love is subjective and cannot be trusted.” Of course, I do not either subscribe to this viewpoint or completely oppose it. So, I tried discussing it with a friend of mine. It is tough to make touch-ups to the chat and paste it. I will get the gist. Call my friend X.
X: lust is not truthful as if you lust for a girl because of her looks and if her face gets disfigured with acid, you won`t have it anymore.
Me: The simple fact that it has a reason makes it true and pure. No scientific statement is true in the absolute sense. It is true as per the proofs supporting it. You cannot call anything without a reason as true and vice-versa.
X: But if you see reason in everything, life will be a calculation.
Me: Is it not? Just check out how miserable life is without calculation. You eat a meal and you are disappointed if it is bland. Don`t you know that it is only a slight miscalculation of proportion of ingredients
Me:okay, leave about lust. Are there reasons for love?
X: No, true love does not have any reasons.
Me: Give me an example?
X: We love our parents without reason
Me: The statement carries the reason. Because they are our parents, we love them. If we were born to some others, that love would have not gone to its current place.
X: Parental love is like a bond
Me:(at this stage, I being a mediocre student in English searched for the meaning of “bond”-something that binds, fastens, confines, or holds together.) So, parents are thrust upon us. Neither we nor they did choose each other.
X:(perhaps it became too much for him/her) left the argument

By the way, if any of the readers think I have not had a peaceful childhood with my famliy, you are mistaken. I would like to quote Nietzsche “I am burdened with my wisdom like a bee that hath gathered too much honey.
I need hands outstretched to take it and in turn make me lighter and brighter.
I would give away and distribute, until the wise once again become joyous in their foolishness”

My opinion on the statement is both love and lust have reasons but the reasons for love are perceived to be noble by majority of the people. Of course, love is more subjective. Adding more, lust has no demands. You can lust a part of a person and ignore the whole while in love, you have to love the total package. More people want to be loved than being lusted upon. If you lust for someone, that “someone” becomes owned by you. When you love someone, you get owned by that “someone”. People obviously do not want to be owned and do not like to be flashed upon as objects.

P.S.1 Too tired to write one!

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Eccentricity

The last weekend was like a roller coaster ride.
Sat Aug 8th 2 AM – Decided to go to Pune. Should start in the morning. Doubtful of me getting up on time. Started reading the 3 Mistakes of my life for the 2nd time.
6 AM-Thought I will take a short nap.
Noon- Got up. remembered the swine flu phobia. Verdict – not go
12.20 PM- The thought that a boring weekend would lie infront made me to go.
2.30 PM- Caught a bus at Borivali to pune. My lunch was 2 Dabelli, a panipuri, a cadbury and a 7up.
6.30 PM- Reached pune. New to the city. Took me 2 hrs and an empty wallet to reach srikanth`s place.
8.30 PM- Called Bharat. He changed his number unfortunately.Called Sravanti and told her I would join for dinner.
10 PM- I have to walk for nearly 40 min inside the Magarpatta city. I simply ran out of steam. On the way, I made a call which I do every Saturday.
10.15 PM- I had a chicken dum biryani for dinner. While eating, I decided I would go to Hyderabad. I had never been that close to a person within last 4 months.
11 PM- Finished eating and went to the Pune Railway Station. On the way, I called Sandeep and asked him to check out any trains to Hyd at that time. There was one at 10.30 and other at 1 AM. I wanted to check my luck and asked in the counter if the 10.30 train has left. I got a What-a-dumbo-you-are look.
11.30 PM- Tried out some private travels. Almost all buses had left. Finally booked a volvo that would start at 12.30 AM
August 9th
12 AM- I remembered or rather I was made to remember that I hadn`t micturated the whole day. At that time, it was not tough to find an appropriate place.
12.30 AM- Boarded the bus. My seat number was 32, the last seat. I could not stretch my legs and by the end of the journey, I developed cramps. I could not sleep and watched Kambakht Ishq and Jashnn.
9 AM- Bus reached lingampally. The place has changed a lot. I went to IIIT and woke up Sandeep. He was surprised to see me. Met some friends like Thummi, Chetan, Tarak and Rasagna.
12.30 PM- Called Pramodh for lunch. Thought of how to spend the evening. I made a call and came up with some plans. Pity that Sandy could not join us.
7 PM- Pramodh n I went to Taj Banjara. There was some wedding ceremony going on. We were pondering whether we should sneak in or not. Just then I saw a prominent personality who is an acquaintance to my relatives in Hyd. I was not sure if my relatives would be there or not.
8.30 PM- After 1.5 hr there, I realized that I should go to Mumbai the next day. We went to kukatpally and tried to book tickets for me that day but I was late. So booked for Mon night
10 PM- Went to Pramodh`s house, had a good dinner.
11 PM- Went back to the college. Planned to have some scotch that Tarak brought from US
11.30 PM- Sent sandeep out for something to munch and mix. He could find only Coke tins. We somehow managed. Scotch was good. I learnt how to smoke. I could not say it was memorable. Perhaps never again will I smoke. We saw Mitrudu while drinking. That made us drink more than normal to get the same kick
Aug 10th
2 AM- Slept in Sandeep`s room
Noon- Woke up. Chatted with friends for a while.
4 PM- went to the station. Wanted to see someone there. Started going through the charts to know the compartment
5.20 PM- Sandeep found it.
5.30 PM- Godavari arrived. I went inside the compartment, cast a glance at someone and rejoined Sandy
6 PM- We went to club 8, had 5 pegs of vodka. This time, there was no Mitrudu to dilute the effect. Of course, no Coke too
9 PM- We had a city bus to kukatpally. In the rush, I was holding my breath. By the time I got down, all the effect was gone
9.20 PM- We had biryani in 5 mins
9.30 PM- I boarded the bus and was left pondering the last 2 days

P.S.1. I learnt a few things in this trip. A few are 1) The white part in the eye is called svlera. 2) The 3 AC in train is not much different from Sleeper. 3) I learnt to open the Volvo door
P.S.2. I drink less than the impression you may get from this post

Naming is not easy

I have exactly 20 minutes to complete this post. I wonder how one can keep an appropriate title to a post. It becomes even tougher in the case of people like me who like to write about many things at a time. Not only a post, naming anything is tough. This dilemma is experienced right from our birth. Our parents try to select meaningful names and they attribute those meanings to the characterestics they would like their son/daughter to have. Not everyone named Gandhi can be equally flourishing. Not everyone named Swetha is fair-skinned. So, the names are not the ones that matter. Not only persons, it is difficult to name priorities and relationships too.
You see someone and get visually attracted. How do you name the relation? I will call her a friend. The conception of friend can easily be interpreted to accomodate her. This is the first dictionary result for a friend.
A person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
I have affection for her and regard for the way she carries herself. So, I can call her a friend. It is not necessary that you befriend everyone for the same reason. You can be friends with someone because they are pretty or intelligent or innocent (be any quality which you see in a positive sense). I have seen in the past few days what wonders flexibility can do. Abrupt switch of topic
I am beginning to see how much helpful missing a person for a shorter period is. You can get to like her more, you can talk to her with more ease and you can enjoy the exchange even more. You can say words that used to come previously to the tip of the tongue and roll back. You can say “I miss you” and you can say everything you mean and you mean everything you say. And the days you miss someone, you can think of the reunion. Those days are like a sweet test. You take up the mobile and just when you want to call, the last reserves of determination hold u back.

P.S.1. Office time!
P.S.2. Oye is the best movie I have seen this year
P.S.3. Our new house looks good