Keyword : Sex : most sought after on the internet

Ramlal is inquisitive beyond imagination. As the New Year is crack of dawn away, Ramlal ‘the curious one’ tried to ask the new age god “GOOGLE” yesterday night, “What is it that his brothers and sisters in India searched for the most in the year gone by?”

And as always, “GOOGLE –THE REAL GOD” obliged with more than 10,000 results within 0.4 sec. This is what popped up; It’s “Sunny Leone” and not “PM Modi” that is most sought after on the internet; both literally as well as metaphorically.


This piece of information did not come as a surprise to Ramlal. I think he always knew that, Modi is a search keyword for “mental jerk off” while Sunny Leone is what you need when it comes to “pocket pool” in those moment of privacy.

What confused Ramlal was the next piece of information. The most sought after keyword on Internet for Indians is “sex”& not “Love”. Please do not misunderstand his confusion. He is not confused how Sex can be more searched than Love. Ramlal is wondering that what the difference between the two is? Considering that majority of Indians use these two as synonyms I think Ramlal’s confusion has merit.IMG-20141220-WA0003

So he then tried multiple search strings to find out the difference. One result differentiated the two as, “While love is a feeling, sex is an act”. The other set them apart as “there is no exact “right” definition of Love while all kinds of sex have some things in common and hence easy to define”

Ramlal wants to start his new year with clarity. Do you know what is the difference between Sex & love?

!! Welcome 2015 : Goodbye 2014 !!


साल मोमबती सा
पिघलता रहा

और हमने
उसके कुछ आखरी क्षणों में
एक नयी मोमबती
उसी की लौ की मदद से
उसी पर टिका दी

साल नया आया और साल पुराना
उसी में घुलमिल सा गया

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!! नशा : Drugs : मौत : Death !!


जनता हूँ
यह जो आजकल
कुछ आवाजें सुनता हूँ आसपास
मौत है

जनता हूँ
खुद को राख होते देखना
है सजा उस जुर्म की
जो मैं जनता था मैं कर रहा हूँ

जनता था वह मौत है
पर मैंने उसे काश भर काश
बड़े अंदाज से पिया
तुझसे बचने के लिए बेहोश रहा – जिंदगी

पर जनता हूँ
तुझे मुश्किल रस्ते बनाने के जुर्म में
कोई सजा नहीं मिलेगी
उनपर चलने से इंकार करने की सजा
मैं भुगत रहा हूँ

25-dec 2

Ramlal & Mathematics: horribly anxious moments ahead


“I would like to ask you a question that requires an honest answer.” After a pause, Ramlal slowly scanned the faces of ten students enrolled in his recently launched mathematics course. And after the pause Ramlal continued, “How many people in this classroom feel some anxiety about mathematics?”

Not to Ramlal’s surprise after initial hesitation almost all the hands were up. Ramlal said, “Please keep your hand up and look around.  Just notice that you are not alone. There are two subjects that make almost every student anxious – first being mathematics and second foreign language. While most people leave foreign language without attaining fluency, almost everyone fears mathematics & would feel bricks in their pants even if asked what 10% of 30” is?”

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Ramlal continued, “I have spent some time on this fear psychosis & according to me the reason is simple. Whenever you are asked a simple mathematical question your brain tells you, Oh! Shit, not again. This time you will be caught. You will get it all wrong & people sitting around you will boo you. They will see right through you and recognize you as a ‘Duffer.’ May be they will not hoot but will definitely make you feel sick. Better pick a calculator or better just say you don’t know. You can’t learn this. This is too tough.”

So according to Ramlal it is simple; our brain tells us it is Better to be safe than sorry. The other reason, (let me clarify according to Ramlal), why mathematics makes student anxious is because this subject comes around as precise and disciplined step by step stuff to a logical conclusion. You know you can’t have two answers to one question. Mathematics for a huge lot of students is not one of the most creative ventures in the world, with discoveries made by drawing, jotting, erasing, and crossing out pictures. There is nothing that is left to imagination. Almost everything that we have to solve can be solved only one way because it was constructed to give one answer. That’s boring for a huge lot of people. “I know a lot of students who will have, “Maths! Please grow up. How long do you want others to keep on solving your problems”, written on the first page of their mathematics course book” ramlal further added

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Ramlal once asked a student, a not so good in mathematics student, “What goes in your mind when you are in mathematics class?” and student replied, “Ramlal sir, my brain always in the first few seconds concludes that all problems are “Nonsense”. It makes no sense to me to find what the age of ‘bharti’ is if her sister ‘neetu’ is twice as old as she is. Then my brain after a while tells me that if everyone else in the class finds some sense & relevance then it must be something wrong with me. It is at that point that I conclude that I am not good in maths.”

Does mathematics makes you anxious as well? Share a few incidents about your encounter with Mathematics

23-dec 4

Why Then?

22nd dec

Portrait of Ramlal’s friend: A successful working woman who was born in a middle class urban family in India’s Capital. She is in her mid 50s right now and is happily married with 2 daughters.

Most of her family members were non- religious. Thus, even in childhood it did not take much effort for her to free herself from the shackles of religion. But Religion is not the only issue that she had to struggle with in an infinitely patriarchal society. As she grew up she was not allowed to do many things that she wanted to do, just because she was a girl. She could not go outside to play cricket or football like her brothers, or swim in a community swimming pool which didn’t had “only female” time slot available. She was not allowed to ride a bike while she always wanted to ride one. As she grew to her teens, her mother was always keeping an eye on her, especially whenever she was talking to a male friend.

It is not that she was not a privileged girl. Her father was an engineer, a rationalist and man of science. He arranged best of education for her. She was the last one to get married among her friends. While almost all her friends married (willfully or because their family wanted them to get married) around the time they reached puberty, she was fortunate enough to complete her graduation before getting married.

She grew up in times when achievement, diligence and toeing the line were regarded as great values. She was an obedient daughter; and turned out to be a successful professional. Her husband supported her in almost all her endeavors (except one when she wanted to go alone on a vacation! God knows why?). He was happy when she gave birth to their twin daughters.  They were forward looking urban middle class couple with two beautiful daughters.

As she grew up, she realized that her religion treats woman as intellectually, morally and physically inferior. Gradually, she realized that it is not only her religion which was overtly gracious towards men; granting all possible rights & freedom, sexual & other pleasures followed by a guarantee of merry-full after-life but it was the case with all religions. And what was the reward for pious woman? Nothing but same old husband promised for next multiple lives!

Last year her elder daughter told her that she wants to marry a professionally successful man whom she first met during her collage days but he is from different religion. She didn’t approve. Her daughter couldn’t understand why? Especially because religion was never important to the family, religion did not give their family any identity, they gave it up a long time ago to say the least.  Why then?

Why then? Any possible answers; why then?

22nd dec 2

विल वर्क फॉर फ़ूड

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माँ कहती है
गरीबो की मदद किया करो
मैं जेब की चिल्लड़
कभी कभी बाँट दिया करता हूँ

पिताजी उनके हक़ मैं मोर्चे किया करते हैं

दोस्त केले वाले का टोकरा
उनके सर पर रखवा कर दुआ ले लेते हैं

नेताओं ने स्कीम बहुत सी निकाली हैं
शायद भला भी हुआ हो

बाकि बात सिर्फ इतनी है
चुगने वाले ज्यादा हैं
चुगने को दाने बहुत कम

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