Thursday, September 18, 2008

The Jungle Diary...



Again I’d begin this piece with a question.Which animal do you like?..Dog, Lion, Gorilla or Monkey??

This entry is not an outcome of a visit to the Nehru zoological park or an Animal Care center but a result of the last 15 months spent in a jungle. They call it a village but I am more content at heart calling it a jungle. You would ask Why? Well, how often do you wake up to find a chameleon sharing the bed with you…Hey don’t laugh, I actually meant a ominous looking younger brother of an alligator and a cousin of our house mate lizard. I did sleep with it a couple of times. And spent another few days living with a mouse in my room, bathed in a shower accompanied by a species of frog that could climb the wall, and shared reading the newspaper while sitting on the pot with another frog. For some reason I have had a testing time with them, not to mention that I am a great lover of dogs and want to co-direct a documentary on the dog habits in a b-school which a close friend is working on. Again I am referring only to dogs – as in the four legged ones…

Spiders often come out of my trouser pockets which were left hanging by the hook in the cupboard and an odd visit by a dragon fly or a cockroach is enough to send me running for my slippers. I am saving the Economics Times for my placements, otherwise what better purpose could it have served. To top it all I say the morning greetings to atleast a million centipedes and crickets while on way to the academics block every morning. I had the pleasure of sighting a kingfisher, a raven and some wild hens some days back while going to the nearby shack restaurant “Sardarji da dhaba”. And the last time there was a powercut and I was walking on the highway, I could spot some glowing flies too. Some of us friends had a jolly time chasing a mole in the hostel corridor for two hours past mid-night last semester, it was an awesome break considering I had a Economics exam the next morning. One of the female batch mates had a baby monkey sitting in her balcony which was enough make her go bananas. Buffaloes, Goats and Cows are a common sight anywhere in India so I’d discount them from detail.

After all this I wonder that living in a city that boasts of India’s largest Cobra (snake) population I seem to have come far from just being a management graduate…maybe they could do with introducing an extra elective on Zoology or even veterinary science. We have a vet doc and lotsa zoology grads here who can oblige with a few lectures. I can’t say much about going to a zoo but atleast I save time from spending on the Reptiles show on Discovery…. I must confess that this place is not much exciting for ornithologists as it has been time since I looked at a pigeon or a house sparrow.

I guess I saw something scampering across the rough patch near the drain, guess it is a goosebump…while I shut off my doors ‘cos I sure don’t wanna sleep with this one, you make sure your pockets have only what you have put in and not something which may have crawled in....ha ha ha

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Catch me if you can.....



What do you see when you release a mouse off from the trap? Ever felt the agony and trauma of getting locked up in a 3 sq. ft. box room...all you want is to get out..and once you get out you just never want to get back, the sheer memory of the incident pinches you down in the heart. I came across a book in which a disciple of Socrates asked him “What do I do for success; I don’t seem to feel motivated?” Socrates takes him to a river and goes with him waist deep into it, and then plunges the head of his disciple in the water forcibly. He doesn’t pull him out until he is out of breath, does this again and then asks the disciple how did he feel? The disciple replies I just wanted to get out and could do anything for it. That was the answer that Socrates wanted him to realize. When you want something then it should take each bit of your best effort. Similar is lore about Arjun seeing only the eye of the clay bird on being asked by Dronacharya.

“Never settle for anything less than the best you can do and the highest you can reach”….is the lesson I get from it. There may be hundreds of stories like these if you actually start searching for them. The task is not to do that, it is to make the realization in our souls happen. We fail in our goals due to lack of effort, sometimes due to luck and sometimes we are cheated but someone who remains his composure through all this has probably learnt the Art of Living. You need to beat the hell out of life before it beats you. But do respect the fact that until you get beaten the feeling never comes, we get beaten by margins of time, money, effort and what not but not until tears wash out our corneas we just don’t get the rush.

I want to rush with my dreams far ahead of others…I want not just to run but to do a “Usain Bolt” and just like him I would want to slap my chest and feel the wind before I hit the finishing line. Now for all of you there who have ever tried to pull someone down, I’d say “Catch me if you can” for I am going to beat living daylights out of you and beat the cheetah within me this time....