Drunken artistry

Limericks.... Fun to make when home alone drunk :

For all you limerick illiterates :) here's the pattern to be followed

da-DAA- da-da-DAA-da-da-DAA

da-DAA- da-da-DAA-da-da-DAA

da-DAA- da-da-DAA

da-DAA- da-da-DAA

da-DAA- da-da-DAA-da-da-DAA

Rhyme 1 with 2 & 5

Rhyme 3 with 4

There was a sly girl, fat and rosy.

I asked her pet name- it was Josie.

Her nose was seen stuck!

As door got shut cluck!

And now she can never be so nosy.

There was a drunk girl, just like me.

Who cooked with a smile in high glee.

She picked up the gin,

In place of sugar tin!

And spoiled to the core her sweet tea.

On second thoughts, I think I like Alliterations more... I'll leave those to another drunk day though... :)

Reward theory and my scrambled brain

Let me start by saying that I was never the blogging types. I do have a brain that keeps buzzing, and a soul that keeps poking. Usually my thoughts are quite silly, and I don't think writing them down, and having them travelling all over the world with icloud is a good idea. I tend to grab my close friends, who would agree to suffer my philosophical ramblings, and give them an earful. However, I read my sister's awesome blog, and it gave me inspiration to get off my butt , and write down my thoughts. (Hmm.. though I didn't have to get off my butt to do that :) )

I frequently ask myself one question to know my real goals: what would make me the happiest if I did not have any responsibilities or ties to worry about??? and the answers keep changing. I never had to ask that question while I was in school, perhaps because I was too happy, or more likely coz I wasn't responsible for my life. In 2010, I came to America for 2 months training, loved it, decided to come here forever, and after clearing all the paperwork and the exams, here I was in 2012.  A place that's a paradise for women, in a profession that is highly respected, in an era when health sector has truckloads of jobs needing to be filled. But was I content... nope.. now that I had everything I needed... it became more apparent that I needed to do what I wanted. (Which shall be dealt with in another blog someday...)

And here's how the reward theory screws up my brain. What I want to do differs drastically from what I do. Then why do I do what I do? Well, coz I am running after some rewards, that needs me to put in the time, energy and effort. Rewards like house, professional standing and easy retirement. But isn't that like religion (a concept I no longer believe in)?? binding oneself in fixed beliefs and practices for a better afterlife... What if there is no afterlife? the rewards not worth the time spent in gaining them? the true calling whimpering or dead by the time I am done with this scramble for more...

Do these ramblings mean i am not happy?.. no.. they don't... I am happier than I ever was (except for my MSF days)... but contentment...that's a different story altogether.

There was bombing at Boston today... Boston, the city of my beloved Harvard.. When people see something as cruel as bombing, the reactions across the globe can be very similar. Growing up in India, I have obviously been taught about Indian history, about the massacre of India-Pakistan partition. There are still a lot of elderly non-Muslim Indians who hate Muslims. I could somewhat understand the old people holding grudges, because they had seen their kin die... I assumed older Muslims would have similar feelings towards Hindus who had killed their family members. I say I could somewhat understand, because I don't understand it fully. I don't understand it well because the people who did those things are probably dead by now. Holding grudges against the people who had done the killings is probably expected, but to extrapolate it towards new generation doesn't make sense. But then again, if the world went around on reason, a lot of things would be different 

Every one has some biases, which are based on their experiences in the world. Even the scientific world, which strives to be neutral, is not free from biases. I always knew that what one person does should not be generalized to all. However I myself am guilty of generalization of bad things, limiting them to a particular region or gender. Today's Boston bombing, laid bare the prejudices that people have. The advent of internet has provided people with a new platform to express their hate. Every thing was listed in comments section below the news , right from Muslims caused the blast to Christians killed the Jews, from Blacks are responsible for most homicides in America, to Arabs vote for terrorists. Reading it opened my eyes to the innate hate hidden in bosoms of people all around the globe, and suddenly I began to understand for the first time, how people in India can be roused to do anything in the name of religion, region and caste. A long held belief that it is lack of education that is responsible for problems in India dissipated. Maybe it isn't the education that makes up responsible and sensible citizens, Maybe education just gives you a better life, while you still practice what you believe in. A belief that probably begins even before one realizes what they want to believe in.

People used to say back home, that there is a lot of racism other countries. Well, I didn't believe it then. But it seems, not even one of the most coveted and developed nations has been able to teach abstinence from prejudice. It is sorrowful, how a tragedy can turn people against each other, instead of uniting them. How easily a game of blame and hatred can be initiated...

It strikes a sorrowful chord in my heart to see the fickle disposition of people, and I hope that in future, we shall be able to raise a generation that is more considerate towards others, a generation free from prejudice, and hopefully a generation  free from terrorism.