Conversations - 2

Tired and sweaty after a long session, the two of us lay on the terrace in a post-coital embrace. It was a clear night and we soon lied next to each other, looking up, both of us with a joint lit in our hand and staring at the sky. She suddenly broke the silence.

“People become stars when they die…”

I looked at her as her face reflected the orange glow of the lit joint. ‘Where did that come from?’ I thought. I figured being high on weed makes you philosophical so I put in my own two cents.

“They go to Heaven. The bad ones go to Hell.”

A trail of smoke emerged from my lips as I spoke and danced in the air, reaching for the stars.

“Who’s a good person and who’s a bad person?” she asked, her voice husky due to the weed, never taking her eyes off the stars.

I looked at her again. ‘Nope. She isn't kidding around.’ I thought. She was expecting an answer.

“Good people are good people and bad people are bad people…” That was all I could think of saying. “…you know what I mean?”

“I don’t.” she replied and took a deep breath. She really was high.

“Umm…good people are the ones who have done good deeds and bad people are the ones who have done bad deeds.” I explained and took a last long drag hoping the explanation was good enough.

“What is a good deed and what is a bad deed?”

“Can you stop the crap now? You are ruining the trip.” I said wiping off the sweat on my forehead and started rolling another joint.

She completely ignored my request. “Is smoking weed or having sex or fighting a sin?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”

“So we are going to Hell?”

I kept quiet. She looked at me. I looked back. Then she went back to staring at the stars. My silence must have told her I didn’t have an answer. She was quiet for a while. Just when I thought the conversation was finally over, she spoke again.

“If I kill a man and I know I’m not wrong, then I’m right. I haven’t done a bad deed.” She paused to look if I was listening, then to her finished joint which she replaced with a new one and took a deep drag.

“…and if I haven’t done a bad deed then it has to be a good deed. I think smoking weed isn’t a bad deed either…”

She paused for a few seconds and looked at me smoking. It seemed as if she wanted me to somehow acknowledge what she said. I was thinking about it anyway.

She continued. “…so that means there is no such thing as a bad deed. Then there is no one who goes to Hell. If everything is a good deed then everyone goes to Heaven. That means we are living in Hell.”

The fact struck me hard as if someone had punched me in the stomach. It was the deepest thing I had ever heard. ‘Fuck, I am in Hell smoking weed and going to Heaven for that.’ I thought.

“Okay. So you kill a man and you think it is right. So it is a good deed and you go to Heaven. This place is Hell, and everyone goes to Heaven. Agreed? But what happens if you feel guilty?”

The question made sense, I could make out by her expression. She twitched her eyes a little, then frowned. The question bothered her but only for a few seconds and then she looked up at the sky again, smiling.

“I think feeling guilty is a good deed.”

Conversations - 1

This is something new that im trying. Try not to hate it
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Wednesday, 3 p.m.
Him: hey
Her: (upset) hmm
Him: im sorry I could not come by your office for lunch. Urgent meeting got scheduled las minute
Her: yeah, I guess I was wrong to assume that now we could spend more time together since our offices were near one another
Him: yeah me too.. I hope I can make it up to you
Her: hmm.. ok
Him: I know u r upset. Hey – have you had lunch yet ?
Her: naah, don’t feel hungry
Him: but im famished. Lets have lunch together.
Her: but, now I cant move out of office for long
Him: You don’t have to. Open your dabba on your desk.i ll do the same
Her: (smiles). Ok.
Him: so, wat ve u got ?
Her: yest night’s pav bhaji.. yumm
Him: I got boiled potatoes & lettuce salad.. my mom makes the best diet food.. the best food.
Her: (sarcastic) yeah yeah.. im sure
Him: (chuckling) arre, wats bothering you in it ?
Her: (little angry) nothing. Let it be.
Him: So, hows Akshay doing ?
Her: why ?
Him: Arre, I obviously will ask you about the guy who completely dotes on you and unabashedly flirts with you in office
Her: (smiling coyly) You know that’s not true…
Him: Oh, c’mon. But, I would not blame him – you are quite sexy, u know. I am completely fida over you..
Her: Yeah yeah… pull my leg more…
Him: How do I convince you that im serious..
Her: (laughing) I ll never believe you.
Him: My bad luck, I guess.. anyways, how’s your work day looking like ?
Her: its hectic yaar. Have a presentation to submit at 6 – im sure it ll take til 8 to get finalised
Him: bad. Im planning to leave by 7.
Her: good for you. Im almost done with lunch
Him: u eat quite fast. Wait na thoda.
Her: yeah, sure… but I don’t have much time, ok
Him: don’t be rude. I said im sorry for ditching you
Her: so, u wanna make up for it
Him: definitely. Anything to get you to smile
Her: well then – u cook for me tonight
Him: Nooooo. Anything but that. Im tired yaar
Her: no way. U said u ll do anything !
Him: and tonight’s my night to stay up and change Gautam’s diapers too
Her: too bad mister.
Him: you drive a hard bargain Mrs.Kumar
Her: I sure do. That’s what you get for standing me up after promising lunch, Mr.Kumar
Him: Ah well, I ll make you your fave dish – pasta with mushrooms. See you at home sweetheart
Her: Thanks Honey. Looking fwd to it !

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How to tie a TIE: A simple 7 step process.

Step 1: Put the tie around your neck with the narrow end on the right and the broad end on the left.

Step 2: Take the broad end and turn it to the right and then take it behind and then bring it back to the front from behind the narrow end.

Step 3: Now take the broad end again, this time from the left to the right and then, after faking a left, take it behind and bring it forward so that it is facing the north. Now reverse it, bring it down.

Step 4: For the third time, catch hold of the broad end and take it behind. Now the enemy is expecting a forward motion like the first two times but this time, you’re going to fool it by taking the broad end behind and then bring it down from behind, using a clever, highly skilled maneuver, to the front through the hole which has suddenly appeared magically as if out of nowhere.

Step 5: Something resembling a knot has appeared under your collar. You gently tug at the narrow end of the tie, which is now behind the broad end hiding from the bullies, until the knot feels nice and tight.

Step 6: The knot keeps on tightening. Realising that you’re suffocating, you pull at the knot, trying to undo it but some extra-terrestrial force of attraction has made the knot freakishly strong. You watch in the mirror as your face turns a deep blue. In your panic, you try harder to undo the knot, but all your efforts are in vain.

Step 7: Die

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Quotable Quotes

Life is short – break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably. And never regret something that made you smile once

If it’s a good idea, go ahead & do it. It is much easier to apologize than to take/get permission.

Leadership is the art of getting someone else to do something you want done because he wants to do it.

A sailor without destination cannot hope for a favourable wind.