Friday, September 30, 2005

It happens only in India

About a month ago, I got few picture series "It happens only in India" from Anand dai. I think those pictures are really hilarious. Some of the pictures posted, also match to Nepal as the situation of rural areas of the both countries are much same. Besides, we have many things in common. If anybody is offended with these pictures, I apologize to them. I don't have any hard feelings about them.

The time those pictures may seem funny, but at the same time, those pictures will also show how much back are the rural areas of the Indian subcontinent. We, who are having good life here in the city, should definitely work to improve the living standards of our fellow citizen. This is what I think of when I see some of the pictures.

Thursday, September 29, 2005


Jeans jiski tight ho,Chehara jiska bright ho,

Weight mein thodi light Ho,

Umar me difference slight ho,

Thodi see wo quiet ho,

Aise apni Wife ho.

Sadak per sab kahe kya cute ho,

Bhid me sab kahe side ho,side ho,

Indian sub-continent ki paidaish ho,

Sas ki seva jiski khwahish ho

Aisi apni Wife ho.

Padosi jab baat kare to

haath me knife ho,

Dinner candle light ho,

Dono me na kabhi fight ho,

Milane ke baad dil delight ho,

Hey prabhu teri archana uski life ho.

Yeh kavita padhke sab kahe

"Guru, tum right ho",

Aise apni Wife ho.

Kaash yeh concept 0.0001 percent bhi right ho

Agar aisi apni wife hoto

kya hasin life ho

Har kisi ki yahi farmaish ho

kudrat ki bhi aajmaish ho

Khudah ke software mein bhi

bug ki na gunjaish ho

Ay kaash, kahin to ek aisi paidaish ho

aisi apni wife ho,

aisi apni wife ho.......

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Ooops! Stripped, am I?

Yo Mr. Superman, check your pants...

Monday, September 26, 2005

English is a Funny Language

Have u ever thought how u use English ? Certainly in a very very ridiculus way. But u can't see any way .Anyway, don't tell if English is such crazy why don't u take it to a mental hospital .Ok , Let's face it---"English is a crazy language"---

There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.

English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France.Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.

We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?

If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you comb through annals of history but not a single annal? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? If teachers taught, why didn't preacher praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? If you wrote a letter, perhaps you bote your tongue?

Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and wise guy are opposites? How can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another.Have you noticed that we talk about certain things only when they are absent? Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Met a sung hero or experienced requited love? Have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable?

And where are all those people who ARE spring chickens or who would ACTUALLY hurt a fly?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm clock goes off by going on.

English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn't a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Laughter time again

This is another body paint. Funny for me, but for you, I don't know.


Life back on track now.

I had quite an ordeal this week. We had to hospitalize my dad again. Sunday night was quite painful for my family. He just went numb. We immediately took him to the nearest hospital (the same one in which we admitted him last time). Luckily, we got all the attention of the doctors on duty. Slowly, he became normal and fell asleep early morning on Monday.

Monday was another painful day as he didn't have any sense at all. We had given him two sleeping tablets. The medicine was quite a powerful one. My mom was very much scared. I was not worrying but damn tired of running up and down three flights of stairs all day long. The doc advised us to shift him to admit him in ICU the very same day. He also referred us the hospital and the doc to meet on duty.

In that hospital again, we had some difficult moments but finally everything fell in place for us. He was immediately shifted to ICU without any paper pushing. Lucky for us.

The docs and the nurses in ICU were great. They took care of him and slowly he started gaining consciousness and became normal. They regularly monitored his every activity. We just had to run around taking blood and urine for tests, buy medicines and so on.

The next day also, he remained in ICU with full monitoring of the nurses and doctors. We just hung around the place talking to people whose patients were also admitted there. There, I saw some bitter reality about my country and life. It was like gaining enlightenment of some kind. One of the patient was brought from very remote area of Nepal. They were poor and on filthy clothes - but their heart was very big: bigger than mine.

The patient was suffering for Incephalitis. She was unconsious all the time. The parents had collected money from their villagers to bring her to the hospital. They were having difficult time at the hospital. The nurses told them to buy medicine - they went to buy but got lost on the way, sometimes bought the wrong medicine or so. I was feeling very much sorry for them. I was tired and was taking a nap. The nurse was just shouting at the dad of the patient to go and change the medicine - which he had bought from Maharajgunj hospital - which is quite far away. I felt like taking him there to change the medicine on my bike but fell asleep again. (Am such a bad guy)

Luckily, his relatives came to his rescue but with much difficulty. In the evening, I spent much time talking to them and also helped them navigate around the hospital. I also gave my some suggestions. I hope that was of some help to them. Anyway, I think, even few words of consolation in difficult times are helpful. I tried to help them as much as I could. In the dirty pool of Kathmandu, there were few people who were still unpolluted and so naive - full of simplicity. In front of them - I was a bloody hound. I still have some good part left in me.

My dad slowly recovered and then he was shifted to the ward. I had to do some running around for that as well. In the ward, I used my good eloquence skill to smoothen the nurses and get extra attention for my dad. I hope that helped.

Today, he is back at home enjoying life again. He has to forget that ordeal (I think he barely remembers it). It was a hard time for me this week but to sum up, I enjoyed it alot. It took out a lot of things from me. I have definitely changed. Everybody was surprised how I handled all the situation. I have definitely become a man now. I AM the man of the house now. I just felt like that yesterday.

Other things, we got enough support and help from our relatives (leaving some, I don't want to use foul words for them here. I am damn angry with them.). Since this episode over, I am thinking of throwing a thanksgiving party to all the relatives who helped (and didn't help) us during the time of difficulties. I have already spoken out my idea to dad and mom. Its their wish to accept or not. I don't care. But when time comes, I will definitely do my best for them, wherever I am, whatever the situation it maybe, whenever the time it may be.

I am happy now everything is over. We will have to make sure dad's sugar level in blood is in control. He doesn't have to take loads of medicines now. I think everything will fall into place for him and for us.

With every passing day, I am becoming something else. Everybody is feeling the change going within me. Change is good- it is very much for me.

Friday, September 16, 2005


Yesterday, my brother left for England for his further studies. I don't know whether he'll just study there or do something else, but its a good thing someone from the family is abroad to study.

Afterall, that is what my dad and mom wanted from me and my brother. Well, there has been lots of things going around this week. And from today, everything is settling to normal and the heat from all the activity is cooling off.

The major event of the week, is, my brother flying to UK. This is good news to us. There were some tensions and frictions going around on this subject. As he is gone now, everything has flown with him, I guess. In the evening, I spent sometime with my sister in law, as I found it was necessary. She was the only one who was crying. I was smiling and happy that my brother is going abroad. I had to solace her, and say some words of confidence and support. I showed her my other side then. I helped her understand our family more. I guess that helped her. As she is the part of our family now, it is my duty to take care of her as well. Out from nowhere she came and now, she is much dearer to my brother than us.

My dad fell sick. This is another major event - and a very hard blow to us. We know he is diabetic, but didn't know he had blood pressure also. His bp shot high up the mountain this week and was fluctuating all the time. We had to hospitalize him for two days. I was with him most of the time. It was very hard for him.

There are two reasons for his high bp, as I think. One: he worries too much about my brother and about his marriage. Second: he remembers too much my younger sister, who is in deheradun, india, now.

My dad worries too much. There is no way to make him stop worry about things. I have found his thinking jump the quantum levels. That bothers me alot. I am pretty cool thinker, but my dad and brother are somewhat same. They think way too much in the negative side.

Well, there are some gruffs regarding our relatives in the family which I think should be sorted out. Everybody has to go his own way. And thats what our relatives have done. So why not us? I don't want to care about them at all! If I have to do something for them, I won't do without a pay cuz I am a professional now and I have got mouths to feed.

Seems like I am the man of the house now. Got lots of responsibilities on my shoulders now. Am trying to strengthen them. (using Yoko Height ;)).

Life is a fight that you fight till the death bed. And I am ready to do that. I am a born winner and I have won every battle I have fought. So these tiny miny rivals don't mean anything to me. Now I have grown into a big rude and cruel devil who eats up everything that comes his way. I have become so to save myself from everything around. I have made a wall millions of feet high around myself to stop invaders coming inside my world.

From now on, I have to become more protective and more alert. I will kill them all.

In the end, I will stand up as the winner, all alone in the amass of dead bodies.

So, to sum up, this week has made me something else. I am no more the same sushil now.

Thursday, September 01, 2005


I regularly get thought for the day from Bikash Dai. Here is one piece he sent me. I think this is really good.


The mountain is high. Take another step.
The mountain is high. Take another step.
The mountain is still high. Take another step.
Take enough steps, and the mountain is no longer so high.
The key to getting anywhere - to your ideal weight,
to overcome anger, to higher self-esteem - is to keep taking another step.

And a picture I had which shows persistence and perseverence