Whoz ur Daddyyy...!!!

Over the last few months, perhaps years even, I have been asked one single question by many different people... The non-stop recurrence of this question left me wondering about it's nature. Either it is a question of earth-shattering and possibly world-altering significance that I have completely missed the boat on, like that other question, "Who moved my cheese?" to which the answer of course is "You're a twat". Or it is some sort of new cultural fad, an incorporation into the lingo of the young and clued-in of this generation, the last generation and possibly many generations to come, if the diverse age group of people asking me this question is to be taken as evidence. The question in question is deceptively simple:

Who's your Daddy?

When I politely told the first person who asked me this my father's name, he seemed amused and openly dismissive of my answer. I was further puzzled when he told me that Iron Maiden was, in fact, my daddy.

It was then that I realized that being a father has nothing to do with lending seed to the creation of a being. A person and now even an object can be my daddy merely because it is "cool". Thus, something is your daddy if it extends a powerful authority over you. I realize that I missed this concept and question entirely simply because my REAL daddy is the world's most chilled out person and has never felt the need to stand with his foot on my neck and exercise authority so to speak.

Thus, anyway, because I am seized by the urge to now contribute to the cultural lexicon of my generation, I must look inwards and ask myself this all-important question.

WHO oh who, is your Daddy?


The answers are many. Take what you will... and add to them if you wish.

Douglas Adams is your daddy.

South Park is your daddy.

Movies are your daddy.

The underground servers at IIT are your daddy.

Stephen King is your daddy.

Paneer rolls at roll call are your daddy.

Beer is your daddy.

The iPod is your daddy.

Adam Gilchrist is your daddy.

Arthur C Clarke is your daddy.

Michael Jordan is your daddy.

30 minutes of solid jogging is your daddy.

Love is your daddy.

Gooey chocolate cake is your daddy.

A Film magazine is your daddy.

Blog’in is your daddy.

Orkut is your daddy.

"Bhutta" on Tankbund in the rains is your daddy.

Lightsabers are your daddy.

Hyderabadi biryani is your daddy.

Blogging at 1 a.m is your daddy.

Rajnikanth is your daddy.

The Almost Famous OST is your daddy.

Jackie Chan is your daddy.

Maggie Cheung is your daddy.

Soooo... who's your Daddy?

The path of Karma....

Even as a man casts off worn-out clothes and puts on others which are fresh, so the atma casts off bodies and enters into others which are new.
Bodies are born, and what is born must die.
But the eternal atma is never born. It never dies. Weapons cannot cut it, fire cannot burn it, water cannot wet it and wind cannot dry it.
This atma is not your perishable body. It is your immortal self, the imperishable self of everyone, once that is known, then what is there to grieve for?
The wise never grieve... neither for the dead nor for the living.
I am that Atma.
I am the supreme Lord of all, residing in the heart of every being. I am the father of this world and also its mother and sustainer.
I am the beginning, the middle and the end. Everything is produced out of me. Everything is pervaded by me. No creature can exist without me.
Whatever path men travel, it is my path.
Whichever way they go they reach me.

Krsna, Keynote Speaker @ The Mahabharata War Room

Special Thanks to Arjuna for inspiring this Project

conditional LOVE...

Yesterday, i was having this conversation with a friend of mine. He was "worrying" about my "future" as usual. He kept asking me how long I intended on going on like this? He asks me every other day, "Are you over her yet?" I wish i could permanently etch in his mind - "I CANNOT get over her." Nor do i want to. She makes me happy.
This conversation however, led me to ponder upon some strange conditions people lay down before they "fall" in love.

I'll love you if you love me back.

I'll love you if you go out with me.

I'll love if you are thin.

I'll love you if you do things my way.

I'll love you if you buy me a bigger n better gifts for my every birthday!

I'll love you as long as nobody else loves me more than you.

I'll love you until i find someone better!

I am sure I could go on for really long, but i would rather refrain from such indulgence. I see it so often these days and every time it just saddens me further. I really don't mean to force my opinions upon any other person but i wish people would see the essence of this sanctity. And even if they have no desire to, i really do wish they'd stop forcing their worldly wisdom on me. At the end of your life, if you've lived in so much shallowness you'll die with regrets! You'll repent because you never really lived! You never lived for yourself! Always for "the world" and its various farces!

I am happy because I live the only way i think is right!

I am happy because I am proud of possessing something most people are too unfortunate to even realize!

I am happy because I have loved and have been loved!

I am an obstinate, unrelenting, "blind" believer, if you will! Don't ever try to waver my convictions. You'll just be disappointed.

Buzzer round...hands on the buzzer...

10 most stupid questions people usually ask in obvious situations and some equally stupid

answers:-


>1. At the movies:
>When you meet acquaintances/friends
>Stupid Question:- Hey, what are you doing here?
>Answer:-Well,it's so hot , there were no cool cabs so I thought i'd watch some advertisements in the cool comfort of the theatre.


>2. In the bus:
>A fat girl wearing pointed high-heeled shoes steps on your feet
>Stupid Question:-Sorry, did that hurt?
>Answer:-No, not at all, I'm on local anesthesia..... why don't you try again or should i try this time.



>3. At a funeral:
>One of the teary-eyed people ask
>Stupid Question:-Why, why him, of all people.
>Answer:-Why?Would it rather have been you?

>4. At a restaurant:
>When you ask the waiter
>Stupid Question:-Is the "blah blah blah" dish good
>Answer:-No, its teribble and made of adulterated cement.We occasionaly also spit in it.


>5. At a family get-together.When some distant aunt meets you after years
>Stupid Question:-Munna,kittu, you've become so big.
>Answer:-Well you haven't particularly shrunk yourself.



>6. When a friend announces his wedding, and you ask
>Stupid Question:-Is the gal you're marrying good?
>Answer:-No,she's miserable,nagging, insensitive lout...it's just the....u know what...!!!.



>7. When you get woken up at midnight by a phone call
>Stupid Question:-Sorry. were you sleeping.
>Answer:-No. I was playing cricket for India at Sharjah and just when you called Salim Malik was betting with me that Pakistan would win. What do you think?


>8. When you see a friend/colleague with evidently shorter hair
>Stupid Question:-Hey have you had a haircut?
>Answer:-No, its autumn and I'm shedding......



>9. At the dentist when he's sticking pointed objects in your mouth
>Stupid Question:-Tell me if it hurts?
Answer:-And while I'm telling you , you tell me if I bite.

>10. You are smoking a cigarette and a cute woman asks
>Stupid Question:-Oh, so you smoke
>Answer:-No, it's a miracle ...........it was a chalk and not flames