Life’s Unfairness

A dialogue between Krishna and Karna

Karna tells Krishna, “lot of unfairness has happened to me. Is it my fault that I am born illegitimate? My mother left me the moment I was born. I , who should have been brought up in palace was brought up in ‘sutha’s house. I did not get full education (in war science) from Dhronacharya because I was considered as a ‘sutha’. Even though Parasurama taught me full, he gave me a curse that I should forget everything , since I was a kshatriya. Is it my fault? I didn’t even know I was a kshatriya. Some boy came running and was hit by my chariot. It was not my fault, it was an accident. Even then the boy’s father cursed me. Even in Draupadi’s ‘swayamvara’ I was disgraced for being a ‘sutaputra’ even though I was the ‘suryaputra’.

Kunti had affection only for her other children. She never told me the truth and finally when she did tell me , she asked me not to use any weapon on her son’s second time. Even though she never behaved like a mother , I gave her whatever she asked. I should have got the throne of ‘ Kurukula’but am ruling a kingdom I got out of Dhuryodhana’s charity. Bhishma never gave me any respect as a worthy person and he also disgraced me and disallowed me to fighting in the army under his Generalship.I am beating all this due to friendship of Dhuryodhana. You all might think that he is a villain, but he has done only good to me. Even when Gods left me Dhuryodhana stood by me. So what is wrong in my being in his side. ”

Krishna answers: “Karna, I was born in a jail. Death was waiting for me even before my birth. The night I was born I was separated from my mother. At least you had some education in ‘sutha’ house. From childhood you grew up hearing the noise of swords, chariots, horses, bow and arrows. For me I got only cow herd’s shed. No swords, no chariots, but only cattles, cow dung, milk maids with attempts on my life by Kamsa. No army, no education. In young age I was accused of killing my own uncle. In fear of Jarasandha I had to move my whole community from the banks of Yamuna to far off Sea shore a very new place.

I could hear people saying I am the reason for all their problems. I was also called a coward for running away. When all of you were being appreciated for your valours by your teacher (guru) I had not even joined a Gurukula. I joined the gurukula of Rishi Sandipani only at the age of 16. You have a kingdom, but what about me. When girls whom I don’t even know, want me to protect them by marrying them I have to rush there leaving whatever I am doing. I never got the girl I loved but any one who loves me, gets me.

If Dhuryodhana wins the war you will get lot of credit and will become more famous. I am just a Sarathi (charioteer). What do I get if Dharmaraja wins the war? Already I am being blamed for the war and all problems. This blame will not vanish if Dharmaraja wins or loses.

Remember one thing Karna. Everybody has challenges in life. LIFE IS NOT FAIR ON ANYBODY. Dhuryodhana has lots and lots of unfairness in life. So also Yudhishtra. But what is Right (Dharma) is known to your mind. How much unfairness we got, how many times we were disgraced, how many times we were denied what is due to us, is not important.

What is important is how you REACTED at that time decides your personality. Stop whining Karna. Learn to walk in the path of consciousness (विवेक). Life’s unfairness does not give you license to walk the wrong path (अधर्मा).


“Yeah, it’s beautiful”, he said looking at her engagement ring.

Though holding her hand, he couldn’t ask for one last dance.

The unrequited love remained in his eyes as she introduced him to her fiance.


It broke up, I didn’t!

Though inevitable, it was unexpected for time being. I knew a day would come when my dear Nexus would give up to finally rest in peace. It was shocking because it showed no signs beforehand suddenly going blank and never coming back to life again. I was traumatized.

Buying a new device was the only choice I had. Desperate times, desparate measures. This was probably the first time in my life when I was not happy buying a new gadget. Oh Nexus, what a beauty you were! It’s not that it was the best phone out there, but the experience it gave was definitely the best. Perfect dimensions, aesthetically placed fingerprint scanner and the matte finish back felt so good in hand. And its camera, oh my god, is something I’m definitely going to miss, if not anything else. The combo of camera hardware and the Google camera app gave such amazing shots even compared to 2018 phones.

All my attempts to fix the device are in vain and I’ve now concluded that there’s no way out. I know embracing materialistic things is not beneficial, but somehow I’ll need some time to overcome my attachment with the phone. As they say in love, time heels everything. It died doing what it did the best – excelling, it died a hero. The only way to describe it would be – “you either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villian”

Lifestyle, Story

वो भी क्या दिन थे ग़ालिब,
जब हम किसी और के लिऐ जिया करते थे।
खुद की खुशी छोड़, किसी और के ग़म में समाया करते थे।

ना जाने कहा से वो लहर आयी,
हमारी कष्टी को आपसे दूर कर गयी।
किनारे पे बारीश तो मौसम सुहाना बना गयी,
और हमे भीतरी तूफान से लड़ने को मजबूर कर गयी।

आंसू तो हमारे हमेशा ही वफादार थे,
आज मगर आंखों ने जज़्बात बया कर दिए।
आपको भूल के मुस्कुराए ऐसे नज़ारे अब ना रहे,
इन यादों के सहारे जीने के चंद बहाने बस रह गए।

खुद को खुशनसीब समझेंगे जो आप हमे याद किये,
और मुस्कुराएंगे आपके लिए सारे शिक़वे भुलाकर।
धरती पर चाहे फासले कितने ही क्यों ना रहे,
हम तो आपके साथ चलेंगे आसमान बनकर।


I’m Rocking – A journey back to life

“It was February 14. His eyes were closed, he was completely unconscious but the moment I saw him breathing, I knew he would make it through. I knew he would come back for me. Kashmir needed him more than me”, she said wiping her tears of joy. 

CRPF 45th batallion swung into action to take down the terrorists hiding in Kashmir. The poor terrorists did not know that this company was led by a lion. Planned with no backup, the army trapped the terrorists and launched the attacks. To their surprise, back fire was impressive but Indian army never aborts the mission incomplete. He could see a badly injured soldier was fighting for life and immediately reached for rescue. By the time they could take cover, he could feel his abdomen bleeding. A true leader and a braveheart smashed the door open and charged in. So engrossed that he was to take down the terrorists, that he didn’t even realize the bullets had already penetrated his torso. But stopping that “Cheetah” was impossible. 

The fierce gun battle neutralized the dreaded LeT militants. By this time, he was seriously injured with bullets in his skull, abdomen and the right eye profusely bleeding. Though he was loosing consiousness, he did not let his rifle go silent​. His love for the motherland exceptionally transcended the physical pain. As long as he was consious, he kept emptying the magazine. Soldiers’ unmatched courage accomplished the mission and Cheetah has to be air lifted to AIIMS, New Delhi. He was in coma for two months, and it was no less than a miracle that he was alive.

“I am rocking”, he said when wheeled out of hospital. CRPF and the nation is proud of Chetan Kumar Cheetah, who set an example of great valor, exemplary courage and extra ordinary bravery. It’s high time for society to become sensitive towards bravehearts fighting on border and within. It’ll definitely give a sense of comfort to members of armed forces and their loved ones.


So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for places in your past where screaming is unbearable, remember there’s always madness. 

Madness is the emergency exit. 


The One With Living in Chennai

Here I am on Chennai airport waiting to board the flight to Pune. Thanks to Infosys, I’ve lived for 13 months in Chennai. Never in my life have I ever thought I would be spending so long time in Chennai. Not that I’m complaining, in fact these days were quite exciting. I’ve seen two horrific natural disasters Chennai has ever experienced. 2015 ended with floods and 2016 with cyclone Vardah. From enjoying with 8 roommates in a 3BHK flat to sudden transfer to Pune, Chennai what can be said, was a roller coaster ride! Reactions from relatives when they came to know that I live in Chennai always made me feel badass! It sometimes gave me feeling that not hailing from southern India, if you’ve survived this long in Chennai, you can live anywhere in India. 

Chettipuniyam, Lograj and his pantars, Hari Bhoj, Alekh, Aqualily, Hygrewar, Streak, Water guy Mari, Ashoka, MasterChef Sanjay, Mahabalipuram, Pondicherry,  local train journeys, B2-301, 31st December party and numerous others will flash in mind recalling Chennai days. Not all days were enjoyable, few were the days which I’m glad now that they’ve already passed, but will be remembered always! 

If what made Chennai livable is a question which otherwise would’ve been a hell, an excellent friend circle is the only answer, period. Now that I’m leaving Chennai, I think there will hardly be an “opportunity” again to spend such a long time in this city. And I’m glad that it has given me memories to cherish!