The Sane Lunatic

Hello!! First off, I'd like to apologize my long absence from this blog for many reasons, mainly laziness and not having enough time to write good posts. But I'm back and I have many stories to share and daily mediocre routines to rant about and you will be able to read them in the subsequent posts in the coming months. Also, I would like to announce here that I have started a small vlog on my YouTube channel (click here)   where you can be disappointed by my looks and entertained by my squeaky voice and humor. Also, as the title suggests, I shall try to start a sub series of the Sane Lunatic, wherein I post about how a person judges strangers they meet or see while travelling or walking around their city, on a variety of traits and habits that are observed in mere minutes of looking at them. I would like to remind you readers that I'm not promoting or encouraging my thought process, just sharing them with you all for a laugh and maybe a little introspection. Stay ...

"You can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles three things… a rainy day, an ill loved one and tangled Christmas tree lights" Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas!! Hope everyone gets good gifts, and has a good day. This is the highlight of my Christmas 2014. I was invited to a Christmas Party by an close friend from school days, at her place. I had been waiting a long time to meet up with her anyways, and this was a good chance, so of course I went to spend the day with my friend, regardless of the guest list. Should have asked... I mean, I wouldn't have missed it, but still, should have asked.  You know that awkward moment, when a lot of people who are coming to your friend's party, are those you were friendly with through a common person, and you weren't that close a friend with that person anymore, and they're all with you in the same room? Yea, the air got noticeable heavy at times. But thank god for a new person, my host's college fri...

They teach us to be productive,  not to be better people. We are bred not born. They prepare us to be slaves to the system. They dazzle us with hopes to be the leaders of the slaves when we are all slaves to our twisted nature. We are the dominant species because we are ruthless,  not just to others but to one another. That's what it means to be human, and that's what we are. Human.

"It's impossible to consider living without ideals. However, when ideas lead to ideology, that's a very dangerous thing. Ideology then leads to creating the image of an enemy, and it leads to the murder and massacre that we've seen since the beginning of time." -Michael Haneke Now, I'm sure a lot of the people around the world have heard of the latest tragedy in the history of humanity. In a grim series of events, a group of militants broke into a school in the city of Peshawar, Pakistan, wherein they shot and killed over 140 civilians, most of whom were small children. The Taliban has claimed it to be their response to make the people feel what they go through when American bombers kill their own young. While some of the militants died by suicide bombing, others were shot dead by Pakistani forces.  Not long after, the Pakistani army allowed the media into the school to see the carnage close-up. Pools and splatters of dried blood over the floor and walls...

Now, if you've read my older posts, you'd notice I hold a real grudge against public transport because I depend on it quite heavily. This is another rant on a similar topic. Usually, I travel in the Delhi Metro by myself. On the rare occasion I have a companion even just halfway, the travel just seems less depressing and not as aggravating. However, by myself, it is on most occasion the most annoying part of my daily schedule. And you can identify who all are regular metro commuters by the look of anger and disappointment on their faces when they are travelling by themselves. Anger from the travelling in metro, disappointed that they have little alternative to it.  Then there are the most annoying commuters, the happy ones. Usually these are couples, groups of friends, colleagues and like. Not families though, there's always a sour face in the family travelling in the metro to balance it up. Now, allow me to explain why happy people in the metro are annoying. It's ...

Now, I won't always have enough to rant about to make a decent blog post. So I think I'll randomly share quotes from movies I watched very recently.  Today I watched an old classic from the master himself, Charles Chaplin. The movie "Monsieur Verdoux" is another brilliant piece of story telling with using comedy of the highest order, commenting on life's strange ways. Here are some of my favourite lines from the movie that I could remember and look up online. Enjoy (Pointing at Charle's character i.e. Verdoux, addressing the jury and the public in the courtroom) The Prosecutor : Observe him, gentlemen. This man, who has brains, if he had decent instincts, could have made an honest living. And yet, he preferred to rob and murder unsuspecting women. In fact, he made a business of it. I do not ask for vengeance, but for the protection of society. For this mass killer, I demand the extreme penalty: that he be put to death on the guillotine. The State rests i...

Most people who drive on the road, are rubbish at it with slow reflexes, no road sense and behave like total c*nts. I live significantly far from the capital, and the daily travel has been the biggest source of continuous pain in my life for the last few years. And so, I shall have multiple rants on this subject after every extra annoying experience.  This weekend, I had gone with my family for a short drive and brunch. The social time and meals were the best part, but the driving was a pain. Stupid w*nkers breaking randomly on the highway, slow guys in the overtaking lane, and the worst of the lot - the slow, driving in two lanes, blocking overtakes like a c*nt. And there are predictable patterns in these driving-d**ks. First, being Delhi, there'll be plenty of cars with Haryana number plates. These ill-tempered bowl-heads are to steered clear off, especially if its any Maruti car besides the Suzuki Swift. That brings me to the next stereotype, most people who drive Maruti ca...