you come a long way baby!
so lets just assume from a completely unbiased standpoint that there is this happy city right...you know they have lots of things and buildings and its a mighty big place...its bogged down constantly because of the huge burden of people it needs to support...its called a lot of things..a cesspool full of amoral androids who are greedy and commercial to the core...they sold their souls to the stock exchange...the huge gulf between the few rich and the seemingly endless poor, streaming in from all sides engulfing it like swarm does a field of wheat....the place is dirty...the place is apathetic...the place reeks! but those who live there cannot smell it...when youre used to it...it hardly matters....lets go over a few things....this city is amazingly varied its like a bunch of immigrants built the place and there must be so many backgrounds of varoius regions present here that its mind boggling that a single sentence can be understood on the same level by all...its got millions all over the place..and somehow everyone is stuck in a line or in a jam or in a compartment...moving abt and colliding...but getting there...always...always..getting there..
terrorists...nature...political stupidity...what do they all have in common?
really its a good riddle....
ATTACKS....yes they cripple this hypothetical place... somehow its never safe...its not the people that do this most of the time....most of the time everyone is trying to get somewhere its just that something comes in the way...so many incidents so many facts so little time...
once there was an explosion where more than 200 died...
the next day there was school...
once there were attacks in random important places..like a bazaar or a historical monument..
the day after there was school...
once a few bombs blew up on some buses....
the next day there was school...
once the heavens erupted and there was a city flooded...
college was underwater...
so next week there was college....
they told the people of the city...you dont know how to behave...you dont have basic manners...youre high class but the rest aint...what do you know? you arent poor or middle class you havent been in the trenches you cant possibly feel the pulse of this hole! you cant speak on their behalf...youre too rich and apathetic...but the rich have eyes...and when there was nothing but water...and there was nothing but fire...they gathered on the streets...it was all of them...all of them...nature did not see the rich or the poor...nature destroyed the cars and the bikes and ruined mansions and slums alike...of course it was not proportianal...but if i told you life was fair i would struggle to keep the laughter in...still they gathered..still they banded together...still they saved those shoulder to shoulder with them even though in this great city that cannot consider stopping growth, they would probably never see them again...so the rudest,crudest and most apathetic little place in the world stood united and stuck on the road helping each other....what say?
Somehow they rose....somehow they smiled...somehow something huge had been thrown at them but they dug in and got out...they were proud...they were mighty proud...they loved themselves as a city that made it through the worst...some said they are too proud...who cares how happy you are...your government let you down...
but the government lets this hypothetical city down all the time..if its not the government its the tired old hacks who think they should be the government...in the end they are selfish, goal-oriented, hateful twats and i wish a slow and painful death upon them and their children so that the next generation of twats dont survive (full of bile but someone had to say it)...if their panties are in a bunch, the toys get thrown out of the pram and a lot of tantrums happen...as a result no one gets to enjoy a normal fucking day...and so they shut down the city and cry at night cause someone stole the lollipop and the tiger cant sleep cause of it..
some idiots blow things up and we cant guess why..a city burns...a crowd gathers...a guy standing next to you was supposed to have died....you never knew him you dont remember him....but you could have sworn you saw him somewhere... he was there...now imagine 200 of those people standing next to you...i always thought you know auto accidents and most other accidents are tragic but were stupid and avoidable so i dont really care abt them...but when a bomb hits the innocent..you know its not what your supposed to feel...its too bad...just plain wrong...imagine that it happens every year...almost like a holiday...at varying times...its crude...its in bad taste and its quite sick...but look at it...the hypothetical little city has been attacked by a bomb every year for the past 4 years...you need to write it down in the holiday calender...christmas...diwali...gandhi jayanti...independence day...oh yeah 1-3 days for a bomb holiday....
magical little place isnt it....lets go for a holiday...come...lets...or better yet...lets be the media abt it...lets berate the place and its people at large for being such ignorant apathetic boobs who do nothing but commute and complain and still sit on their asses....its fair...lets do it...and then they survive such ordeals...so then lets go ahead and praise them as a whole united mass for camaraderie and bravery...such great souls reside in the city of hypocripsy...
it wouldnt matter how bad it sounds...it doesnt matter how bitter and angry you may think this seems..it wouldnt make a difference if you thought this was a hate campaign...but this is the reality of it all...theres too much gray...so much so is thats all we can see nothing but gray...a city can never be perfect...a city can never be nice....a city will always be tough to live in...
millions use the trains...millions are on the streets...but this last week...
the mother nature sent a light spanking in the form of...lets face it...not that much rain...and the city was paralyzed..there was anger...there was outrage...but everyone went to work the day after they shut the city down...then something lame happens and the toys are thrown and a city is held at ransom by a bunch of power hungry dumbfucks....great...the world cup finals were certainly harder to get to...but everybody went...and now this...7 bombs tear into the spine of a city...killing a lot people...everytime i type an exact number the death count changes...
you know what...we survived the eariler attacks...we survived the earlier flood...we survived the earlier politically motivated city-wide standstill...
this time it has happened in a week...all three things happened in a week...its not pretty...we claim to have great mental strength and great self-belief...today when bombs blew up the cops were not the first rescue workers...the working schmuck was...you know the guy who looks at you funny on the train when you ve got headphones on...we ve healed and passed all these incidents one at a time...but it has all happened in a week this time...we havent even had time to react!....but i wager we ll pick ourselves up and move on...cause thats what the hypothetical little city is all about...ok its not really hypothetical...and if you look at it objectively as we just have...you will see that no other place on the planet can fit the bill like this...no other can cope with shit constantly bringning you down...bombay is simply like no other...and i expect to go to college real soon...i never thought id ever quote a cigarette ad to end anything with...but for a place like this..... "you ve come a long way baby"
siddhant (spite is right)
terrorists...nature...political stupidity...what do they all have in common?
really its a good riddle....
ATTACKS....yes they cripple this hypothetical place... somehow its never safe...its not the people that do this most of the time....most of the time everyone is trying to get somewhere its just that something comes in the way...so many incidents so many facts so little time...
once there was an explosion where more than 200 died...
the next day there was school...
once there were attacks in random important places..like a bazaar or a historical monument..
the day after there was school...
once a few bombs blew up on some buses....
the next day there was school...
once the heavens erupted and there was a city flooded...
college was underwater...
so next week there was college....
they told the people of the city...you dont know how to behave...you dont have basic manners...youre high class but the rest aint...what do you know? you arent poor or middle class you havent been in the trenches you cant possibly feel the pulse of this hole! you cant speak on their behalf...youre too rich and apathetic...but the rich have eyes...and when there was nothing but water...and there was nothing but fire...they gathered on the streets...it was all of them...all of them...nature did not see the rich or the poor...nature destroyed the cars and the bikes and ruined mansions and slums alike...of course it was not proportianal...but if i told you life was fair i would struggle to keep the laughter in...still they gathered..still they banded together...still they saved those shoulder to shoulder with them even though in this great city that cannot consider stopping growth, they would probably never see them again...so the rudest,crudest and most apathetic little place in the world stood united and stuck on the road helping each other....what say?
Somehow they rose....somehow they smiled...somehow something huge had been thrown at them but they dug in and got out...they were proud...they were mighty proud...they loved themselves as a city that made it through the worst...some said they are too proud...who cares how happy you are...your government let you down...
but the government lets this hypothetical city down all the time..if its not the government its the tired old hacks who think they should be the government...in the end they are selfish, goal-oriented, hateful twats and i wish a slow and painful death upon them and their children so that the next generation of twats dont survive (full of bile but someone had to say it)...if their panties are in a bunch, the toys get thrown out of the pram and a lot of tantrums happen...as a result no one gets to enjoy a normal fucking day...and so they shut down the city and cry at night cause someone stole the lollipop and the tiger cant sleep cause of it..
some idiots blow things up and we cant guess why..a city burns...a crowd gathers...a guy standing next to you was supposed to have died....you never knew him you dont remember him....but you could have sworn you saw him somewhere... he was there...now imagine 200 of those people standing next to you...i always thought you know auto accidents and most other accidents are tragic but were stupid and avoidable so i dont really care abt them...but when a bomb hits the innocent..you know its not what your supposed to feel...its too bad...just plain wrong...imagine that it happens every year...almost like a holiday...at varying times...its crude...its in bad taste and its quite sick...but look at it...the hypothetical little city has been attacked by a bomb every year for the past 4 years...you need to write it down in the holiday calender...christmas...diwali...gandhi jayanti...independence day...oh yeah 1-3 days for a bomb holiday....
magical little place isnt it....lets go for a holiday...come...lets...or better yet...lets be the media abt it...lets berate the place and its people at large for being such ignorant apathetic boobs who do nothing but commute and complain and still sit on their asses....its fair...lets do it...and then they survive such ordeals...so then lets go ahead and praise them as a whole united mass for camaraderie and bravery...such great souls reside in the city of hypocripsy...
it wouldnt matter how bad it sounds...it doesnt matter how bitter and angry you may think this seems..it wouldnt make a difference if you thought this was a hate campaign...but this is the reality of it all...theres too much gray...so much so is thats all we can see nothing but gray...a city can never be perfect...a city can never be nice....a city will always be tough to live in...
millions use the trains...millions are on the streets...but this last week...
the mother nature sent a light spanking in the form of...lets face it...not that much rain...and the city was paralyzed..there was anger...there was outrage...but everyone went to work the day after they shut the city down...then something lame happens and the toys are thrown and a city is held at ransom by a bunch of power hungry dumbfucks....great...the world cup finals were certainly harder to get to...but everybody went...and now this...7 bombs tear into the spine of a city...killing a lot people...everytime i type an exact number the death count changes...
you know what...we survived the eariler attacks...we survived the earlier flood...we survived the earlier politically motivated city-wide standstill...
this time it has happened in a week...all three things happened in a week...its not pretty...we claim to have great mental strength and great self-belief...today when bombs blew up the cops were not the first rescue workers...the working schmuck was...you know the guy who looks at you funny on the train when you ve got headphones on...we ve healed and passed all these incidents one at a time...but it has all happened in a week this time...we havent even had time to react!....but i wager we ll pick ourselves up and move on...cause thats what the hypothetical little city is all about...ok its not really hypothetical...and if you look at it objectively as we just have...you will see that no other place on the planet can fit the bill like this...no other can cope with shit constantly bringning you down...bombay is simply like no other...and i expect to go to college real soon...i never thought id ever quote a cigarette ad to end anything with...but for a place like this..... "you ve come a long way baby"
siddhant (spite is right)
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