Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from 2019

Candles and Black DPs, token anger!

Once again I am receiving a barrage of whatsapp messages to change my DP to black colour, to 3 candles, to this to that and the only thing that pops in my mind is,"Ok, and then what?" First of all this social media advent has become so annoying, token activism, self advertisements, Gawwdd.. When the Nirbhaya tragedy had occurred similar forwards were being circulated, changing DP to black and all. And at least 60% of social media/messenger people had changed their DPs to show their anger, distraught and blah and blooh and such few people went to the march at India Gate, and even among the ones who went there, so many shameless creatures had molested females even there too. When I was there, I saw so many males scanning females who were participating in that protest march. Once again DPs are changing, but are we seriously done with just changing the DPs? Is it enough? Have we visited any of those slain martyrs? Have we done something for them? What are the martyrs gainin...

The traits of Voice

The Voice had certain traits and predictable patterns that were so specific to the voice. The voice's behaviours were specifically divided into months, each month brought about a typical breeze of activities or behaviour. There were never any months that were too happy and positive on the part of the voice but there were these months when the Voice was at its worst, cruel, ruthless indifferent and most of the hasty and nasty decisions/acts were done in few of those cruel months. In fact, once when she and the voice met in one of those cruel months, she thought that since the Voice had been pestering her to meet for months and months, promised this and that and stars and moons if she went, just one more opportunity to show what she really meant for the voice, and blah and bluh, she thought that the pattern was to break. But then, it turned out that it was converted to the most horrendous performance the Voice delivered, as if to raise the bar of torture, as if to shatter her to pie...