| LETS PLAY AMBANI-AMBANI ! I have just read about the Ambani Brothers’ turf war on gas and related issues in BUSINESS TODAY of 23rd Aug 09.This is what I wrote to the editor of BT :
Dear Sir,
In the first half of the book, Dr. Berne introduces transactional analysis as a way of interpreting social interactions. He describes three roles or ego-states, the Child, the Parent, and the Adult, and postulates that many negative behaviors can be traced to switching or confusion of these ego-states.
The second half of the book catalogues a series of mind games, in which people interact through a patterned and predictable series of “transactions” which are superficially plausible (that is, they may appear normal to bystanders or even to the people involved), but which actually conceal motivations, include private significance to the parties involved, and lead to a well-defined predictable outcome, usually counterproductive. The book uses “Boy, has he got your number” and other casual phrases as a way of briefly describing each game. Often, the “winner” of a mind game is the person that returns to the Adult ego-state first.It is important to note that not all interactions or transactions are part of a game. Specifically, if both parties in a one-on-one conversation remain in an Adult ego-state, it is unlikely that a game is being played.
Just think of Anil and Mukesh playing mind games and see for yourself how very true Eric Berne was !! Incidentally,”Games People Play” is also a song written, composed and performed by singer/song-writer Joe South inspired by this book.The lyrics of the song go thus : “Oh the games people play now Every night and every day now Never meaning what they say now Never saying what they mean And they wile away the hours In their ivory towers Till they’re covered up with flowers In the back of a black limousine Chorus Oh we make one another cry Neither one will give in Repeat Chorus People walking up to you They’re gonna teach you how to meditate Repeat Chorus Look around tell me what you see Cause you’ve given up your sanity Lets replace you and me with Anil Ambani and Mukesh Ambani and perhaps the song will be more interesting and relevant in todays times of such corporate wars ! J.S.Broca New Delhi.
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NEW AGE EQUATIONS
Equation 1
Human = eat + sleep + work + enjoy
Donkey = eat + sleep
Therefore,
Human = Donkey + work + enjoy
Therefore,
Human – enjoy = Donkey + work
In other words,
Human that don’t know how to enjoy = Donkey that work
Equation 2
Men = eat + sleep + earn money
Donkeys = eat + sleep
Therefore,
Men = Donkeys + earn money
Therefore,
Men – earn money = Donkeys
In other words,
Men that don’t earn money = Donkeys
Equation 3
Women = eat + sleep + spend
Donkeys = eat + sleep
Therefore, Women = Donkeys + spend
Therefore, Women – spend = Donkeys
In other words,
Women that don’t spend = Donkeys
To Conclude:
From Equation 2 and Equation 3
Men that don’t earn money =Women that don’t spend.
So, Men earn money not to let women become Donkeys!
(Postulate 1)
And, Women spend not to let men become Donkeys!
(Postulate 2)
So we have:
Men + Women = Donkeys + earn money + Donkeys + spend money
Therefore from Postulates 1 and 2, we can conclude,
Man + Woman = 2 Donkeys that live happily together!!
E N J O Y….....
Category: Humour, Social Commentry
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World’s Shortest Short Story !
A few days ago, just by chance, I happened to read a column in one of the newspapers, which said that the world’s best short-story ever written, was supposedly written by Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961) .
The word ”supposedly” indicates that no factual confirmation as yet, has been made as to whether Hemingway ever actually wrote it. Readers can try to solve the mystery if they are inclined and have the time and the desire.
I understand that the celebrated author wrote it (sometime in 1920 ?) to win a $ 10 bet in some bar where he was sitting with some literary friends. The story consisted of six words. Three short sentences of two words each. He won the bet of course! The story goes thus:
“For Sale; Baby Shoes; Never Worn.”
“Wow”, I said!
What a story! Full of just great love, irreparable loss and immense grief.
Lot of un-answered questions too! Who bought the shoes? What happened to the baby? If it died a tragic death, did the mother preserve them as a reminder of the tragedy ? When and why did she finally put them up for sale? Had she overcome her grief? Did she find a buyer? So many such questions popped up in my mind.
I did a little research on this story. I managed to reach a few sites which threw some light on this story and gave me more insights. But of that, later.(Please wait for my next posting in due course )
I shared the story with and requested a few of my friends and fellow-MUSE-icians , to immediately apply their literary / poetic mind to this gem of a story, and give me their reaction, comments etc.
This is how Shernaz Wadia responded:
“Regarding the story – It is a masterpiece,that leaves everything to the reader’s imagination and yet says so much. One could write a long short storyon these six words or turn it into a full length novel, but nothing would beat the beauty, the intensity and the depth of these six words!! What extraordinary potential they contain! They raise all the questions you have asked and more. It can even be construed as a gimmick of a shoe seller, to boost his sales. Whoever wrote it should be bestowed the highest award for short stories.”
Responses from some more friends are awaited. I cannot resist the urge to post this piece on Muse without any further delay.
Here is a feedback from a reader from a website : ” For years and years, since the very first time I’d heard of this Hemingway story, I’ve always remembered it as being, “For sale: baby’s shoes, never USED,” because I thought that Hemingway liked going for sound-alike, kind-of rhyme that SHOES and USED gave. Making it almost poem-like, a mini-haiku.” Is it a haiku or a senryu? I am not an expert! I request our friends like Gautam and Kala to share their expertise.
As regards choice of words “Used” or “Worn”, I feel that both are mutually inclusive. Shoes have to be worn to be considered as used. Not worn means not used. So let’s not have any controversy on that score. What do you say friends?
I shall eagerly await Muse readers’ responses before I post my next posting!
So shoot!
Category: Comments to print media, Social Commentry
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we have saved our boat….
Author: Jatinder Pal Singh Broca Aug 15akshar sabhi palat gaye bharat key bhaal key;
manzil pey aaya mulk har balaa ko taal key;
sadiyon key baad phir udey baadal gulaal key.
Ham laaey hain tufan se kashti nikaal key
is desh ko rakhana merey bachcho sambhaal key
tum hi bhavishya ho mere bharat vishaal key
is desh ko rakhana merey bachcho sambhaal key.
isko hriday key khoon sey baapu nein hai siincha;
rakkhaa hai yeh chiraag shahiidon ney baal key
manzil tumhaari dur hai lambaa hai raastaa,
bhatkaa na dey koi tumhein dhokhey mein daal key
baaruud key ik dher pey baithi hai yeh duniya
tum har kadam uthana zara dekh bhaal key
sapanon key hindolon pey magan hokey na jhoolo
ab waqt aa gaya hai merey hanstey huey phoolon
utho chhalang maar key akaash ko chhoo lo
tum gaad do gagan pe tirangaa uchhaal key
Views about our Bharat’s future have been changed.
Avoiding all roadblocks,our country has reached its goals.
After centuries, we have flown clouds of gulal*.
We have saved our boat from every storm.
Take good care of this country,O my children !
You are the only future of great Bharat
Take good care of this country, O my children !
And keep the lamp lit by our freedom martyrs,always glowing.
Take care and keep away from world’s evil plans.
Your goal is still quite far and the road is too long.
Let not anyone distract you deceitfully from your aim.
Take good care….....
Do take each and every step with great care & caution.
Take good care…....
Please do not swing away in idle dreams.
Yes,now the time has come,my smiling flowers.
Yes, get up & fly into the limitless and unbound sky,