"Warrior Returning Back to Home"

The day I reached Ranchi, newspapers were full of headlines " Warrior Returning Back to Home".No, it wasn't for me. Mahi Bhaiya returned for the first time after winning the World Cup. Though this time he was seen trying to protect his wife(Sakshi Bhabhi) rather than himself from the crowd. It was chaotic at the airport. Everyone wanted one look of this MSD and his wife. I am sure Sachin-Anjali have lost their popularity now in the media buzz. One the other hand for me returning home was a bliss as usual though I didn't have so many people waiting at the airport.But, I had one person waiting for me i.e Mom which was all I wanted.

Ranchi one where I have spent my 20 years of life minus the Singapore days has evolved a lot. From the days where my grandfather was proud of owning one of the two Lambretta's( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lambretta) in the city to the date where Scooters have taken a back seat. From the days where the Local Zilla School Ground was for playing Cricket to the days where the ground is used only for Trade Fairs. Though Ranchi was much cleaner this time , thanks to National Games(one where things are rented by Government at a rate higher than its Cost Price).

When one comes from foreign land, there is something around you which keeps others busy. I have always been thrown the same volley of questions even after 3-4 visits.
1)What course?
2)How many years are left?
3)How is the food?
4)When are you going back ?( This Question sucks)
5)Aur. Anything Interesting ? (This question is from the younger lot of people and one should understand what is he/she hinting at)

I also seem to have a fixed set of answers for all the questions except for the last one .So, it doesn't bother me much. If I start talking about food. A simple Rice with vegetables gives u so much pleasure one can't imagine. Specially when the taste buds have been out of use for so long, it feels amazing. Moreover the street vendors seem like they have been waiting for me for years. Not only you enjoy eating but also have a bit chit chat sessions about their life.Seems strange, my life is changing so rapidly but when I see those vendors they are still there. 7 days a week, from morning till they can spot some Customers in the night they work tirelessly.Their sons have been also forced to take that job. The little kid who seemed to be helping dad on few busy days seem to have taken a responsible job in of the street shops. On the flip side new malls have come up. Chains like Dominoes have also made a mark on the city. In fact a 5 star hotel has also come up. I like this change the best as this makes Ranchi eligible for hosting a International Cricket Match in the new stadium that is coming up.In spite of all this one thing that I wish doesn't change is the calmness that the city gives you. I would love to see the city in the same peaceful state even in the future.

Ode to the Nice Guys

link:http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/~jenf/writing/rant04.html
This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003

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