Truth behind the Sach

Its interesting.. watching Sach Ka Samna.. rite there on the couch.. curled up under a warm blanket in the midst of Mumbai's most unpredictable monsoon.. I chuckled at every question.. so intimate.. marvelling at the bravery of those who sat to justify their 'bedroom lies' and 'shaded lives' .. not so different from the west after all! ..Watching the particpants baring their souls to the shows host .. giving new depth to ' honesty pays '.. and how literally.. I wondered if India could really handle the sach ? No surprisingly, the show sparked up controversy.. not suprisingly it entailed criticism .. become the subject of political debate.. But why? why the pretense? why are we so afraid to show that we are no longer the culture of fidelity? why the hyprocracy? why the debate? ... Everyone knows India has traded itself .. Everyone agrees we are the west in Indian skin! Do our malls not re-affirm this change? .. does our language not speak a universal code? .. Do our laws not permit gay mariages? Nothing of what we do is Indian anymore... and what really is Indian? .. but all the irony is found in this .. the politican outburst against the show .. perhaps instead of finding fault with the shows daring act to potray the vicious moral decay of the once proud Indian culture and banning the show itself.. these self proclaimed upright law holder can awaken to the reality of how dreadfully close we are .. as a culture.. as a community .. as a country.. to being nothing but a souless people of corrupt principle !

What Shakespear din tell u abt LOVE!

you know how as a little gurl you read all these wonderful stories on love.. those beautiful worded Mills & Boons that delude .. yes delude your mind into believing there actually exist love and more atrociously with agressive conviction.. a "Prince Charming".. now technically I wouldn't necessarly fall for that.. but when you start to watch the brilliance of the movies showcase the same lies.. well.. ur young, innocent, naive mind start to believe it..and 25 years.. 11 months and 24 days later , reality hits you rite between the eyes.. not so gently, I might add.. and suddenly you find youself head first into a bick wall of heart ache and heart break.. in your now partially grown up state of adulthood you finally conclude - LOVE STINKS!! ... Love... this word once substituted with depth.. magical a feeling.. thrilling.. describing the wings on our back .. used so passionately by Shakespear .. Speancer.. Donne .. is nothing but an empty set of dried tears on ur pillow .. the hollowness in ur heart .. and well .. more importantly... the dent in your bank account! .. I wish I could pass on this wisdom to all that follow suit .. save the world from the folly of our faint hearts that succumb to the lies of well planned block buster Hollywood charm or the imaginations of gifted writers .. but I am a firm believer of 'each to his own path' .. for them that dare .. for the bravery of fools.. I neither salute u .. nor condem u .. I do however wait your presence.. on the side of them ... that have loved ... and lost.. !!!