Men are crazy little devils and girls are sweet angels !! I am yet to find a guy ( I don’t think this was guy. I can bet my life on this, but then I think of Romeo, Majnu and their 1 gram brains) who incepted this idea into the world. As kids boys like fast cars making noise and girls like quite Barbie dolls. As they grow up, boys like speed, sound and action, girls like peace, calm and serenity. Hmm.. this idiotic generalization is slowly becoming so very untrue. I can see girls riding fast cars, bikes and speaking awesome vocabulary in roadies. However, lets assume that this is true. Now, imagine if this is reversed. What if girls start liking cars and boys start liking Barbie dolls? The car would be found in the bath tub. You know she actually didn’t mean to do that, she was just trying to clean the car. Dumbness associated with madness is the most dangerous thing in this world. I realized this last Saturday night. Could have been easily my last !!
I don’t blast crackers anymore. May be I have lost interest or maybe I don’t like the smell, but I don’t buy them anymore. The noise and the sound pollution it causes is beyond the imagination. The ill effects, don’t talk about it. I am still suffering. On the Saturday night, the street was filled with ankle deep waste papers left over by those crackers. I could not see a thing in front of me. It was covered with smoke. The entire street. I had to go out to get something to eat. I am looking at the street for any bombs being just lit to blast. I dodged few. I had to concentrate very hard on the road. Suddenly I hear this hissing sound and I knew, I am done. Somebody has lit a cracker and its right behind me and this is it, defining moment of my life. Surprisingly the hissing sound came from top, the cracker is falling down, it crossed my eye sight, reached the ground, bounced once. All this is being played in slow motion. I don’t know what’s with human mind. In a life threatening situation when you know that this is it, there is no where you can go, nowhere to hide and nothing to do but watch, things just freeze and then there is a slow motion of events and then there is flash back of your entire life. All this in just seconds. Ask someone who was saved just seconds before drowning. So the cracker hits the road, bounces once, the hissing increases, its just about to explode, bounces twice right at my feet and fusssssssssssssssssss….. A big relief to me. I am looking at the cracker and can’t believe my eyes that it didn’t blast. I don’t know whom to thank, but right now I am in no mood to thank. I am in a mood to blast the person who sent this cracker flying over my head. So I look up to the terrace of the 2 storey building and am shocked at what I see. 3 beautiful girls with a candle in handle, giggling away in glory as if they have accomplished a successful bomb drop mission, ready to drop another one !! What should I say? Should I say, “Chooow Chweet, hooow innocent.” Or should I use my Bangalore vocabulary? Anyway I was too shocked to even move out of that place. I was not shocked at their beauty, I was shocked at their dumbness. Just then a old man, who was observing this across the shop shouts at the top of his voice and the girls just look at each other as if they are surprised. I felt like flying to the terrace like a bat man and drop them from there like a jocker. So the girls shouted back at that old man and ran away. Probably to pour oil on the burning man I guess !! :P
Thanks to the pollution and the weather, almost everyone I meet in Bangalore is sick with cold or fever since two days and obviously I haven’t escaped this either. I am suffering from fever and cold since 2 days and cant sleep at night because the crackers are being burst even after 10 pm till midnight. I felt like sticking a rocket to the persons rear, firing it up and saying, “The party is over my friend. Come back next diwali. I hope you enjoy your solo flight !!”. Folks, its over, stop bursting crackers, please be sensitive, if not for animals at least to your neighbors. Someday you will have a kid in house who will scream at every cracker you burst at night. Imagine how much pain small kids go through due to this sudden sound and air pollution. Many kids lost their eyesight. I don’t blame the kids. I blame their parents. A 10th standard kid committed suicide because his parent refused to allow him to play with crackers. What’s up with the kids nowadays?
We see the following things rise in our environment during diwali, cadmium, lead, copper, manganese, zinc, sodium, magnesium, potassium, nitrates, sulphur, phosphates, carbon monoxide. You name it and you have it. Is this what you would like to give to innocent kids?
Your choice.
“Give them sweets or kill them by feeding these metals”
“True, it’s the festival of lights, please spare the light of your life”
“Celebrate darkness to light not light to darkness.”
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