Our generation

Our generation

With me a generation was born

That would grow with me

And all others- elder or younger,

Would it critically see!

And this generation was

‘Giant robot, Different Strokes’ generation

Black and white TVs

Larger than life dreams

Good to be a perfectionist

Right was right and

Wrong was wrong

Because that is what

Was right or was wrong!

Then came coloured Tvs,

Beautiful sets of Yash Chopra Movies

Good looking was right

And ugly was wrong

And the western influence increased

Rock became heavy metal

Disco into beach dance

For ‘MTV generation’

Novel was right and

Conventional wrong!

Technology advanced further

FM became available

‘computer generation’ set in

Fast was right and slow wrong

And then mobile phone,

The harbinger of technology revolution,

Mobile became answer

To all that was needed

And the mobile generation

Changed to hands free

And handsfree to ‘SMS generation’

SMS – the nemesis

Nothing is right and nothing wrong

Objectivity increased,

Acceptability increased,

What you like is right

What you don’t wrong

Fine to be gay

And gay to be fine

Wives can be swapped

And your husband

Is equally mine!

Then came social media

Whatsapp, twitter and facebook,

The age of global connection,

People spend more time

Connected to their childhood friend

Across seven seas

Than their family

Across the dining table!

Times come and times go

They are better and worse

Than all other times

But ‘our generation’

The one where we spent

Our childhood

Remains the best for us!

My wife – An incomplete ode!

My wife – An incomplete ode!

I and my wife have a strange relationship, like that of any other married couple! Both of us have one leg tied to each other so we have to walk the same path. When one person wants to run out of this path, the other doesn’t let him or her do it. If one wants to stop or run fast, the other doesn’t let it happen. We end up walking the same path steadily, and although we have not reached where we think we could have but when we look back, we do seem to have covered some distance.

My wife has never been interested in symbolic gossip. She doesn’t converse in similes. She doesn’t take indirect taunts well and she criticizes directly. She does not talk of her dreams; she talks of what’s possible today. She believes in talking only about things we can make effort to happen. She does not believe in enumerating one’s own negative qualities or deeds, she does not crib over spilt milk. She does not talk about goals that could not be achieved. She does not even take blame for them and glorify them. I do all that!’

She is a mentally hard working person. She plans hard to achieve what she wants. She considers that most of the things can be done until unless proved otherwise. She puts in all the effort to make it happen. She can use and mobilize her few resources to achieve what she thinks she should. She does not believe in keeping her resources reserve till they become redundant. Failure does not affect her for long.

Mostly, what she lacks is confidence. She is easily scared but is ready to fight with all the fear. She does not have that much faith in God that I have and that is why she likes to take the responsibility of doing things herself. She is stubborn but that is where her strength to pursue comes from.

She is edgy about people’s opinion but likes to go her own way.

I am yet to understand her more!