But what about equality?

AIt is around 1.30 PM in Delhi. The heat is at its peak and it is not even May yet. People have been waiting at the bus stop for quite a while. The bus - No 392 - to Noida doesn't operate as routinely or frequently it does in the morning or the evening. Maybe it is to do with fewer passengers in the day with most commuters already at work. Or, maybe it is to do with it being lunch time or the fact that many of these buses shift to being school buses in the afternoon. Irrespective, the wait isn't helped by the relentless sun.
Finally the bus arrives and plenty of people give up their seat at the stop and move, swiftly, in the direction of the low-floor vehicle. The bus doesn't wait for long after stopping momentarily quite a distance away from the designated stop - but that is how buses work in the capital. The vehicle doesn't stop near the curb for you to hop on, you have to run to get on. There are men and women all boarding the bus to head towards their desired dest…


Quick little quote:Democracy is the most used and least understood word.


Hope keeps you going.
Hope keeps you motivated.
Hope makes you wish.
Hope makes you live.
But, hope, also hurts.
Hope stings you most.
Hope makes you vulnerable.
Hope makes you weak.
And, in the end, it's hope that kills you.


Early morning greetings. Over.
Good night messages. Over.
Random how's the day going. Over.
Daily phone calls. Over.
Annual visits. Over.
Kiss upon arrival. Over.
Obscure musings. Over.
Hand holding. Over.
Fingers locked. Over.
Goodbye kiss. Over.
I love you. Over.
You and Me. Over.


Behind every strong exterior is an insecurity filled interior.
Not everyone can see, not everyone deserves to see.

India does not deserve my vote

After Wednesday's 'incident' of a farmer committing suicide at the AAP rally, and the blame game that began, it's become clearer now more than ever that value of life in India matters little to none. It's worth gets reduced even further when put in the hands of the politicians.
Every four years, I enter a polling booth to cast my vote and pick one of the parties to lead my state/country. This choice is made entirely on the basis of my expectations of them and how much their public view points tally with mine. So basically I cast my vote in hope of seeing my life improve. To see the standard of living improve, education, services, and probably above everything - the society.
But what is the point of voting and expecting improvement in one's life when there is no life to speak of?
Now that man may have been a farmer or may not have been a farmer (as has been claimed) but the whole episode just reeks of complete disregard for human life. But what cannot be ignored is…

Quoteism - 2

Keeping with the previous Quoteism, here is another. Scepticism and pessimism, and not optimism, keeps one close to realism.