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OK folks, here is the much-awaited Golden Trophy award!!
Most of you (er, all of you) had figured out the jumbled words and sentence perfectly in my earlier post called ‘Unscramble This’, and that too, within 3 seconds flat… (much to my disappointment 😦 ) As Uma mentioned, you are a rather smart bunch of people 😛 which I whole-heartedly second!
So here is your very very beautiful golden ‘The F-Un-Scrambler Trophy’.
But .. but .. but, going by the popular saying ‘There is no free lunch’, the Trophy too comes with a small catch 😉
I hereby award the trophy to the FIRST THREE COMMENTATORS, AND THE LAST THREE COMMENTATORS.
In order of commenting:
Winner 1 – Prats
(Also, my dearest Deeps did drop by, and technically 3rd from last, but very unfortunately, she did not mention if she had managed to unscramble this or not! But she did mention something on Facebook. So what do you guys think? Should we give her the trophy too? Reply YES or NO and not MAYBE 😉 )
Now, your CHALLENGE is: Proud recipients of the F-Un-Scrambler Golden rolling Trophy are HEREBY TAGGED to put up a similar post with scrambled/jumbled words!! No rules/conditions apply. It just has to be jumbled words or jumbled letters or both, the way you like it!!
Do remember to link back to this original post though, so we maintain continuity. AND please also come back to let me know when you’ve posted your challenge (that way I will get a chance to participate too 🙂 😉 )
And yes, do pass on this beautiful rolling trophy to your winners too 🙂
OK WINNERS, OVER TO YOU!!!
EDITED TO ADD:
Ok folks, we have a controversy now.. and I’ve been (un)justly accused of ‘favouritism’. So to clear my name of this infamous slander… I have to hereby award the gorgeous F-Un-Scrambler Golden Rolling Trophy to the foll. three people who commented on my post on Facebook!! Psst: Since there were only these three, they win both in the ‘First’ and ‘First from Last’ categories 🙂
Phew… who knew all this would happen…. 😛
Unscramble the letters to make logical words AND then un-jumble the words to make a sensible sentence 🙂
eth msae jtsu uyo kolo !
(I was typing this recently and realised it was a huge typo 🙂 but might make an interesting non-post 😉 )
Cheers guys and girls!!
(P.S: As soon as I hit ‘publish’, three people managed to unscramble this in 3 seconds flat.. so after that I enabled comment moderation AND shuffled the words about too, to make it a little difficult. Let’s see who can take up the challenge now!!!)
This post has been published by me as a team member of Tiger Trails Team for the SUPER 4 round of Bloggers Premier League (BPL) – The first ever unique, elite team blogging event in the history of blogging world. To catch the BPL action and also be part of future editions and other contests, visit and register at Cafe GingerChai
The first call was at 4:00 am. Within an hour, every reporter worth his salt had arrived.
The chief doctor emerged, nervous.
‘Sir, this is BREAKING NEWS?’
‘Matter of national importance…..’
‘….Our right to information’
‘Do you realise We are THE MEDIA!’
The mob threatened dangerously.
‘Okay!’ the doctor relented.
‘Its a boy. bABy Bacchhan’
P.S. The above topic was: Comic/Power of media (I have tried to combine the two, and write a comic 55-er on power of media :-))
DO READ OUR BREATHTAKINGLY IMPRESSIVE E-MAGAZINE HERE (so much for modesty 😉 )
Debosmita’s in-depth article on the Bhopal Gas Tragedy
Sudhakar’s racy account of ‘The Domestic Olympics’
Sudhakar’s intriguing thriller (crime fiction)
Neha’s unique limerick on Indian politics,
Pallavi’s quick comic/55-er on power of media
Saurabh’s hilarious interview.. one of its own kind
Rashmi’s interesting travel journal – City City Bang Bang
Kanagu’s analysis of Print Versus Electronic media
P.S: This AWESOME magazine cover has been designed by our Tiger Sudhakar 🙂
Thank you so much, for your kind(est) comments, feedback and support for my earlier piece of Fiction: ‘Princess of the Dark’.
This post was chosen by the BPL Judges as best in that particular category (i.e. Fiction on child of a prostitute).
Thanks to my dear friends and to BPL.
This time however, there is a dark cloud that shadows the ‘thrill’ of winning. It is a shadow formed by sympathy for children who are subjected to horrendous forms of abuse and who LOSE their childhood itself, in the process. And something else that also contributes to the ‘shadow’ is a vague feeling of guilt. I do hope that some day, I will do something for such children.
Until the next post… TTFN (Ta Ta For Now)
This post has been published by me as a team member of Tiger Trails Team for the SUPER 6 round of Bloggers Premier League (BPL) – The first ever unique, elite team blogging event in the history of blogging world. To catch the BPL action and also be part of future editions and other contests, visit and register at Cafe GingerChai
LOVE AND INDIAN SOCIETY – TRANSITIONING FROM ‘TABOO’ TO ‘TOLERANCE’
It is summer. Imagine you are walking down a long dusty road. You are tired, your throat is parched. A little water to drink is all you need. You have two options:
1- A roadside tap with cool, fresh water – but you do not know the source
2- An unopened, branded can of still water – but which is a couple of months old
Er, let me guess. Most would choose Option 2. The reason: We assume it is safe, because certainly, it has been officially approved.
Well, this may be an awful example. But this is exactly how we treat this commodity called ‘Love’.
Indian society is known to have classified its people into different castes, groups and sects. This has always been the case. Even so with Love. We believe Love is divine. We worship it. And we divide it into Pure and Impure. Just like that branded and unbranded water!
So long as Love refers to ‘clearly named and approved’ relationships, it is accepted by society. Therefore, affection towards parents, love for the spouse (own spouse, of course 😉 ), children, siblings…is respected and appreciated. But love that crosses any of these boundaries immediately turns on the danger signals!
Parents must love their children…Children must reciprocate this love by looking after parents in their old age…Young girls and boys must not fall in love with each other (unless of course, its a very brotherly/sisterly love!!)…One must Love within the same community…etc. etc.
Now, I am not saying these are all bad. But these rules are way too rigid!
We are utterly emphatic about our limited understanding of ‘pure’ love, and disparaging of anything beyond that, which we conveniently denigrate as illegitimate!
Let us take a few examples from recent times:
– An honour killing takes place in the most gruesome manner because it is love across ‘approved boundaries’, a panchayat wants to ban same gotra-marriages and a survey shows most people actually support it!
– Certain self-proclaimed moral police / Sena threaten to marry off couples who were found celebrating Valentine’s Day and supposedly in love!
– A famous educational institution suspends a professor on grounds of him being homosexual! So if the same professor had been with a female lover instead of male, then it was alright? It is a shame too, that he will – forever – be remembered as ‘the gay professor who committed suicide’.
– A film actress, who actually has a Temple built for her by fans, is worshipped for her ‘on-screen talent’. The same actress however, is taken to court for because she dared to support pre-marital co-habitation. So in reel-life, one can be in love multiple times, and still be respected, because in each film, the ‘character’ was supposedly a devoted wife/’sincere lover’. However, in real-life, the thinking individual is veritably excommunicated because she challenged unwritten social norms.
– If a girl were to express the slightest interest in a neighbour who belonged to a different caste, for example, what are the odds that she will be asked to tie a Rakhi for him and firm up a ‘chaste relationship’!
We are witness to such violence emerging out of ‘love’. And all this, because in our society, Love is an emotion that is largely overrated.
We are passionate people! And I don’t mean that in a weird way. In the true sense of the word, we are over-excited about Bollywood, Cricket and Love.. And not necessarily in that order! We toss these on a pedestal and worship them!
Therefore, ‘Love’ moves from being an everyday, common emotion, into something absolutely sacred. And something that is taboo!
We do need to realise, though, that like hunger or thirst, love too, is an everyday, common emotion. It is not a secret! It certainly isn’t untouchable!! We are not guardians of ‘love’. We are just insignificant beings that feel the emotion. Simple!
The quicker we accept this fact, the lesser the importance we will award to all those unwritten cobwebs of rules that have served to build our perception of Love! And then, we might also stop confusing Love with other things like Virginity, Duty and Responsibility, amongst other things!
We can bid adieu to all those moral policemen who try to formalise and shield Love, to those followers of Godmen, who confuse love with sex, and to those hate-mongers who use Love as a pretext to inflict more violence on society!
When Love isn’t taboo, then ‘honour’ killings are meaningless, too!
When Love does not bind you to someone of the opposite sex whom you do not actually love, then certainly, we would make a more tolerant and happy society!
It is extremely difficult, but it is the only way forward!
Indian society at large, has to liberate itself from its monumental perception of ‘love’. It has to broaden its boundaries. Nay, trash all boundaries, and accept that Love has many different forms (defined and undefined), and that they are all natural, human emotions. When we accept this fact, Love will not be ‘taboo’.
So, again, let me ask you a question.
It is summer. Imagine you have reached that long dusty road. You are exhausted, your throat is parched. A little water to drink is all you need. You still have two options:
1- A roadside tap with cool, fresh water – you have no idea of the source, but it seems clean
2- An unopened, branded can of still water – which could be a little stale
What would you choose? Er, let me guess. Option 2!!! Bah!!! I told you, that was a bad corollary to Love.
But I do hope this post made you think. And accept the fact that Love is just another emotion.
Let us stop idolising it.
‘A Mystery is History!!’
Catchy lines from my son’s favourite ‘Tigger and Pooh’ 🙂
I love Mysterys. Always enjoyed reading them. Watching TV serials like Byomkesh Bakshi (olden days), and more recently, Special Squad (especially Aryan Khanna 😉 ) and D.O.N (Remember, Mr.Archana Puran Singh? Er… Detective Omkar Nath)
So when Blogadda wanted to make the community more exciting, I suggested this concept of a WHO-DUNNIT mystery. For the last year or so, I’ve been a huge fan of Ajay‘s stories. When I asked him if he would be interested in writing the mystery for this contest, he very kindly agreed. And what a little gem he produced! On Blogadda’s request (and Ajay’s permission ofcourse), I peppered the story with some clues and distractions 🙄 😛 and it was nice to see the concept coming to life 🙂
To confess, I was really nervous about how the blogworld would respond to this contest. Then, WOW! What a bunch of interesting entries poured in!! What was equally fascinating was the ‘comments section’ with Suranga and the others exuding their sparkling wit in the form of poems, limericks and two-liners 🙂
I am sure Sidin had a really tough time doing his job!! Its a pity though, that ‘only 2 of the entries were pronounced winners’! However, like Ajay rightly said, its the umpire’s decision that is final.
Tiku had asked me/Ajay to comment on the results. Ajay has already commented on the Blogadda website. And I would like to take the liberty to name a few of the entries that I found interesting.
Imho, this was a contest of judging not only the correct answer but also the quality of writing. I whole-heartedly agree with blogger Asheesh who said this is about the inner Ekta Kapoor 😉 😉
Strictly, in my opinion: Lila had killed herself. That’s part I. Part II – the way it was carried out/motive/etc. of course is very subjective.
Bloggers had very seriously donned the detective’s hat and came up with extremely imaginative and creative suggestions of the killer/motive/weapon. Some spoke of poisoned beads, some of liquid HCN (wonder what that means 🙄 ), some others of poisoned roses It was real fun 🙂 entries by Gyanban – (who also cheekily tried to mislead people into guessing 😉 ) – Gosh! This guy must work with Scotland Yard!!! and Chatterbox‘s who was quite convincing.
I liked the entries by bloggers like Niveditha, Anu and Sudhakar who took tremendous effort to ‘understand’ Lila’s character, and then come up with a solution. They were all, for a moment, or several moments, Lila herself. I loved Urmi’s line ‘She was Lila, she couldn’t bow down even before the wishes of the Almighty’
Avada Kedavra nailed it with these lines: ‘Nobody in this house was capable of killing her. Moreover, nobody had any reason or motive what-so-ever to kill her, after these many years’
This particular wannabe writer was extremely creative in her presentation of the answer. Her entry was a class apart!!
Ashwini again got the answer simple and straight, but a little explanation would have done the trick.
Enjoyed the way Brindha has given a logical explanation for all those supposed clues, which really were meant to be distractions.
Blogger Archangel very cleverly took an alternate stance, that ‘No smart lady would kill herself’.
Unfortunately, I could not find this particular entry in her blog… hmm.. is this the beginning of the NEXT MYSTERY???!!!
The more I think of it, the more I wish we could have had atleast 3 winners 😉 and even that would be a challenge!!
And now, a totally uninvited vote of thanks:
Thanks to Blogadda for accepting my ideas/suggestions. It has really made me think!! So my blog friends, be ready for more such events!!!!!
Thanks to Ajay for so readily accepting to write a story, when he hardly knew me 🙂 except through Ryze! I am sure we will see your work in print some day. And I will hound you for an autographed copy 🙂
Thanks to Tiku (and the rest of my blog-buddies) for being such a darling friend. If I have got anything out of this entire contest, it is friendship 🙂
Thanks to ALL MY BLOGGER FRIENDS. You make me feel good about myself 🙂 Thank you 🙂 So much 🙂
So, I happen to be part of the Tiger Trail group. Last weekend we had to introduce ourselves. And this is what we did. Neha and I came up with the idea, and she introduced us to the very interesting method of writing limericks. And we had a ball!!!
She likes to write, and loves to play
With words and thoughts that mould like clay
Ideas, rants, fiction, fantasy..
The Crocodiel blogs only to see
A beautiful dreamland, far far away!
He loves his code, spends his day sifting through emails.
Catch him on Facebook/Twitter for other juicy details.
He has a blog called Idli Vada Sambar,
His posts range from funny to bizarre.
Here’s Sudhakar roaring with pride into ’Tiger Trails’.
She weaves stories in a blink of an eye
Juggles words around thoughts passing by
With larger than life dreams
Soul Searching, selling realms
A tigress, with feet on the ground and head held high!
Flap has a flip and flip gets another flap,
The lion King is stuck in the Tiger’s Trap
Does it sound intense?
Or a piece of Nonsense?
I know you won’t get it, so welcome to Justlikecrap
Neha’s Blog is sarcastic, cool, crazy and fun,
Entertainment is guaranteed, to all and one
Come here and have a smile,
Your visit will be worthwhile.
This is the place where you can soak up the sun
The Solitary Writer in the Tiger trails den
Spreads love and smiles through his mighty pen
Ste’s stories are full of wit
You will have a laughter fit
And fall in love with fiction, all over again.
It feels good to spread wings and fly so high,
Waving all your sorrows and pains goodbye
Now the heart is singing
for the new beginning.
Rashmi’s musings will take you up above the sky
This tiger was once asked a question,
“Why did you choose law as your profession?”
She said, “There is more about me,
Than what you can actually see,
”Life’s Many Whispers” is my real passion!”
That’s our entire team; you have to ask no more
This limerick is an example, there’s lot more in store
We are here to stay,
Others, better start to pray
The Tigers are here, to make their loudest roar.
—Looking forward to more from this interesting contest!!—
I chanced upon this ‘Complete the story’ contest by Yours Truly Theatre on Facebook.
‘….rainy day on a bus stand, waiting to get back home, and then suddenly out of nowhere she comes along and then…’
I held my breath. She stopped right in front of me. Panting.
‘Prashant…‘ she whispered. Still panting. How sweet my name sounded when it came from her!
I didn’t reply. I simply couldn’t.
‘Please… come back’.
I remained silent. This time, she had gone too far!
‘This is for your good! Trust me…‘, she persuaded.
I had made up my mind. I was in pain. Deep pain. If this chasm widened, I would die.
But I was not going back.
‘Come with me’, she continued.
I adamantly shook my head.
I just had an en-lightening conversation with my brat:
Me: What does a froggy do?
(Eagerly waiting for a cute little ‘ribbid, ribbid’)
He: Froggy does ‘Ummmma…. froggy will kiss at the girl’
[Image courtesy: Google]
🙄 🙄 🙄
[ P.S: And here’s a little secret… There’s some exciting stuff on books coming up very soon. If you haven’t already done so, please hop over to Mon’s blog and take a quick poll ]