Fruitless Forum

I have never found fora such as stackexchange or stackoverflow or any other forum used for peer-to-peer coding help useful. This is how the general conversation goes:

Question Asker: *Question*

Respondent 1: "This is not the correct way to ask a question, please refer to the guidelines."

Question Asker: *Asks question in the correct way*

Respondent 2:  "This question has already been answered. Please do your search properly before wasting everyone's time."

Question Asker: *Becomes more specific to differentiate from the previous question asked*

Respondent 3: "This question seems to be too specific to your field. Give more explanation about your problem or give us a more generalized version."

Question Asker: *Explains it more thoroughly*

Respondent 4: *Gives a totally irrelevant answer and his/her response is liked by respondents 1, 2, and 3.*

Why DDLJ is a horrible, HORRIBLE movie

There are 2 versions of Shah Rukh Khan. One version is the extremely talented actor who has an amazing depth and maturity with which he plays roles like the ones he played in Chak De India, Dil Se, Kabhi Haan Kabhi Naan, Darr, Baazigar, etc. The other version is the definition of ACTING THE GOAT* where is turns into this annoying, goat-sound making, overacting, creepy dude who makes you want to chew your arm off whenever he comes on screen.

Shah Rukh Khan showed his acting prowess in Doordarshan TV serials of the late 1980s and quickly rose to fame with his first movie Deewana (1991) and for the next four years, continued to shine by doing various roles that other actors were afraid of doing. However, two catastrophes occurred in 1995 - the movies: Guddu and Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge (DDLJ) which disturbingly turned a talented actor into a goat. Shah Rukh Khan has appeared in even more annoying roles like Kuch Kuch Hota Hai and Ram Jaane but I would not rate those movies as low as I would rate DDLJ.

DDLJ not only had the creepy version of SRK, but also a misogynist view of Indian Culture which promotes submissiveness of women, authoritarianism of parents and hating the country that you reside and earn your livelihood in. Worst of all, it showed that one way to make a woman fall in love with you is by harassing, following and being an absolute jerk with her. If you manage to be as creepy and forceful on a woman, she will run towards you with her arms open in a sarson ka khet in Punjab.

First, let me talk about its misogyny. Although the movie did not express it directly, it clearly promoted the fact that women should stay within their limits, ask permission from their father (not their soft, submissive mother), pray all the time to show their 'culture' and NOT express their urges because a Bhartiya Naari** is not supposed to have any. If you have seen the movie, you will know which scenes I am talking about.

Now the authoritarianism of parents. The movie promoted the fact that your happiness comes strictly after your bull-headed dad's happiness and sacrificing it is a part of Indian Culture. What the hell?

Also, hating the country and the culture you so happily live in (UK) to earn your livelihood and missing India. Worst of all, not even missing India but missing just the North Indian state of Punjab as that was somehow the only awesome place in India for movies in the 1990s.

The movie had all the cheesyness and corniness of a typical Yash Chopra/Karan Johar type of a movie and it made my hair stand on end when I watched it in a movie theater. I was only 13 when I first saw it and at that impressionable age, I figured that if being a creepy, corny dude was the only way to impress women, then I would be happy being single all my life.

And YES! I know the movie was a humongous success and that is what disturbs me. 20 years hence, people still talk about how good it was which shows that we have not yet come out of our narrow-minded mindset and like fake, cheesy stuff. Let us broaden our view of Indian Culture and not restrict it to the boundaries set by shitty movies like DDLJ and let us demand more intellectually stimulating movies rather than simplistic stories with overly sweetened dialogues.

* - See Destination Moon, Tintin Comics
** - See Bhartiya Naari Kismat ki Maari http://sleel-k.blogspot.com/2009/07/bharatiya-naari-kismat-ki-maari.html

Late 1980s Action Trash

Top 10 signs you like movies from the late 1980's action trash genre:

10: You feel an action scene is incomplete without neatly arranged clay pots being broken to bits due to the hero punching the villian and making him fall over those pots.

9: You believe that a movie without a revenge theme is no movie at all.

8: You feel dissatisfied if the movie has less than 5 villians.

7: You actually believe Neelam Kothari was a very good actress.

6: You have no problem with Dharmendra and Sunny Deol being offered similar roles.

5: Your mind is programmed to believe that the villians are rich and the heroes are poor.

4: You think Kimi Katkar is sexy.

3: You actually know who Hemant Birje, Sumit Saigal, Dan Dhanoa and Sadashiv Amrapurkar are.

2: You think Chunky Pandey is a fantastic actor.

1: You rate Mithun Chakravarty higher than Amitabh Bachchan and as the best actor ever!

A spinning conundrum

I have been struggling with some doubts about off-spin and leg-spin for 15-odd years now! I know the basic definition very well as long as right handed players are involved.

I know that when a right arm bowler turns a ball in to the right handed batsman towards his leg stump, it is called off-spin. Now if the right arm bowler turns a ball away from the right handed batsman towards his off stump, it is called leg spin. Also, I know that off-spinners turn the ball with their fingers while leg spinners turn the ball with their wrists. ... (Para 2).

The first confusion arises when a right arm bowler bowls to a left hand batsman. Now if the bowler is a finger spinner, his delivery will obviously move away from the left hander. So to the batsman he is a leg spinner, but the bowler is still bowling off spin! So whose point of reference is taken to describe the bowler?... (Para 3)

The second confusion arises when a left arm bowler bowls to a right hand batsman! Now if that bowler is a wrist spinner, the ball will come in to the right hand batsman! So should he be called an off spinner even though he uses his wrists? I've seen commentators perplexed with this issue and to be on the safer side, they just call bowlers like Daniel Vettori and Pragyan Ojha as 'left arm spinners'. ... (Para 4)

Finally, if a left arm spinner bowls to a left hand batsman, I don't think there should be any confusion as the definitions in para 2 above apply - you just need to replace 'right' with 'left'.

However, paragraphs 3 and 4 are still baffling, I would appreciate if someone throws some light on them!

Oh wait! How could I forget googlies, doosras, leg cutters, off cutters and chinamen? (Kindly stop reading if your head is spinning). I know that if Shane Warne, a right arm wrist spinner turns a ball in towards the leg stump of Sachin Tendulkar, a right hand batsman, it is called a googly. And when Muttiah Muralitharan, a right arm finger spinner turns the ball away from Tendulkar, it is called a doosra. Googly, doosra and chinaman are deliveries which are called wrong 'uns because they do the reverse of what is expected of them. What is a chinaman? - you may ask. It is basically a wrong 'un bowled by a left arm wrist spinner - now you figure out which way it is going to turn if Brian Lara is batting*. Off cutters and leg cutters are simply spinning deliveries bowled by fast bowlers. Please don't ask me which way they turn as explaining that now will make my head explode!!

*Ans - In towards Lara's pads. (Lara --> Left hand bat).

Vipul Bhai

There are certain childhood associations that stick for a long while. Sentiments that developed in early childhood can hardly be erased. Maybe it is because those sentiments are really pure!

One such association I have since childhood is with VCPs/VCRs. Yes, Video cassette players. I've always wanted to own one. At a time when there was no cable television, video cassettes were the only way to watch a movie at home. I used to be a huge fan of Amitabh Bachchan and for some reason, Raj Kapoor. Watching their movies was fun even though I didn't understand much.

Unfortunately we never got to own a VCR as my mom thought it would adversely affect my studies. We used to rent VCRs and cassettes from time to time for a day. Those days were pretty exciting. Watching an Amitabh Bachchan movie at home was an exciting prospect for me. The site of a video cassette and a video player itself was exciting. Even now, though the video players have become obsolete, I wouldn't mind owning one just so that the little Salil in me feels happy!

Now you may ask who the hell is Vipul Bhai? Basically, Vipul was the guy who used to rent video players and cassettes at the time. He used to come home, hook up the VCR to the TV and leave us with it for the entire day. Obviously, I had a positive association with the guy who brings the video home. Vipul Bhai was one of the best people in the world according to me.

The next sentence contains a lot of potential for double meaning but that is not the intention - kindly be more mature in understanding the sentiment behind it. Even now, when I see Vipul Bhai on the road, for a second I feel excited as those old sentiments related to the video player come rushing back in. I guess old sentiments die hard!

Genes

What makes me become me? How is my personality the way it is? The fact that I'm a shallow two-faced prick who comes bundled with a dark sense of humour can be attributed to the fact that I'm a Gemini. But what about the rest of me? Surely, my genes have played a part in contributing attributes to my personality.

I've done some analysis - I've divided my genes into 4 different categories and listed their contributions below:

1. Mother's maternal side: Obsessing over small things, being cordial and well-behaved in social gatherings and being systematic in whatever I do.
2. Father's maternal side: I've inherited one of the greatest assets of my personality - sense of humour aided by superb obervational skills of other people's mannerisms.
3. Father's paternal side: Sarcasm, introvertedness, intelligence, sarcasm, love for food, strong-willedness, independent thinking and sarcasm. And yes, I almost forgot to mention sarcasm.
4. Mother's paternal side: Eating very fast. (Can't think of anything else, I guess those genes are dormant).

Sachin Tendulkar's fans

When Tendulkar plays well and we win, he somehow becomes God. Doesn't matter if Yuvraj Singh and MS Dhoni have played lesser matches than him but won much more single-handedly

When he plays well and we do not win, the rest of the team is blamed.

When he does not play well and we lose, his fans say the 'rest of the team' is too dependent on him.

When he does not play well and yet we win, his fans use cliches like "form is temporary but class is permanent".

I am not a huge fan of him but I still feel he is one of the best talents around. His concentration and technique is unmatched. His on-drive is the best I have seen. It's just his fans that I cannot stand!!

My name is Salil

My name is Salil. Don't get it? Let me spell it out for you - S-A-L-I-L. Kindly pay attention to the 3rd and the 5th letters of my name - both are L's. That is L for Lamp, Lion, List, Lollypop, etc. By "L" I mean the 12th letter of the alphabet!

I hope I have made myself clear - so next time you call me Salim OR Salin OR Sanil OR Sahil OR Saumil, I am NOT going to respond! I know it is a rare name but then even I have had to get used to names like Pratyaksh, Fenil, Vivan, Rushikesh, etc.

If it is still difficult for you, I will be considerate enough to let you call me by my pet name - Sunny. Now that's easy, isn't it? It used to be my real name until I was 3. Then people thought that Sunny sounds like a Dhaba's name so they changed it to a supposedly refined 'Salil'.

Anyway, let's not digress. I call people by their wrong names all the time but I do so purposely since I remember their true names. So you can call me by any name for fun but at least you should still remember my real name!

Random Word Generator

I came across this website that randomly generates easily pronouncable words which may or may not have meaning. I found it to be quite a littonizing experience. Just think how culated you sound when you use such words that others don't understand. A sure way to make it seem that your vocabulary is more decotimated than others.

I intend to use such words in social gatherings with people who consider themselves to be very gislught. That is people who use heavy language to intimidate others and make them feel codiculope about themselves. I will not only make such people codiculope about themselves, but also make sure they are fraught with obsorrecioussent.

Such words can also be used in an argument with a very auriess person to keep him quiet. He will be all wintexplate and will not know what hit him. Just imagine me using "You are such a cosmarianic person that people would think twice before demoduchizing with you!" A nice way to throw him off his coing.

Also, if you wish to be ambivalent about an issue without being too obvious about it, such random words can batewont you. If people don't understand you, they will be all mismish about which side you support.

However, if doctors start resorting to such reterex, it might just get out of hand and cause unnecessary bomblaxas in the minds of the patient and his/her beleflicted relatives. "I'm afraid we have found a puzzwold in your viescrus and we have to perform an omactive test to see how bad it is".

It all boils down to how crewely you use such words and how effective they are in creating a wardwada.

Conditional Probability - 2 Bears

I may be bad at applied sciences but I know I damn good at pure sciences - especially math - especially probability. Therefore one probability problem that I keep encountering is that of 2 bears where the answer given by the problem creator is always the same and is always wrong! I therefore feel so strongly right about my answer that I will put it forth in this blog and wait for the reader's comments.

Problem:
There are 2 bears - one black and one white. One of them is male. What is the probability that both of them are male?

My Solution:
This is a problem of conditional probability. The condition is given, that one of them is male. Now the question is, is the other one also male? The probability that the other one is male is 1/2. Also, if the other one is male, then both are male, then the probability of both being male is also 1/2.

The so-called Expert's Solution: (copy-pasted from a site)
"Now assume I told you that one of the bears is male. What is the probability that both are males? Of the three possible outcomes (mf, fm, mm) only the last where both bears are male is favorable. The answer is 1/3."
Isn't the error glaring at your face? If you are so sure about one of them being male, then why include him in the sample space? It does not matter whether the white one or the black one is the male. The sample space should only be (m,f). By giving the answer as 1/3 you are implying that there is a 2/3 chance that the other bear is a female.

These buggers go on to add that if it is mentioned that the white bear is male, then the probability of both being male becomes 1/2 (my answer). I repeat, it does not matter which coloured bear is male. Now I know what troubled Michael Jackson enough to write the song "It don't matter if you're black or white." It wasn't bigotry and racism, it was this confounded problem.

I've seen such answers all over the web and do not understand how so many people could be wrong in the same or similar problems! Comments are welcome!

"Dabavine Khavanu"

Those people who got to know me post-2001 laugh hysterically when I tell them I was underweight at a point of time. They laugh even louder when I tell them I found the sight of food nauseating. Those people who have not met me post-1997 faint at the sight of the overweight Salil. Let me bore you with one more chronological detail - between 1997 to 2001 was my golden period.

But seriously, my underweight period was quite intense. After skipping breakfast, I used to eat 1.5 rotis at lunch when people were looking and get away with eating just 1 roti when no one was looking. I used to live on 4-5 glasses of milk per day and half a packet of maggi which my sister made for me once a month. I also used to take about an hour to finish those 1.5 rotis. My strategy was to tire out the person assigned to ensure that I eat well. In school tiffins, if my mom gave me something heavy like sandwiches, I used to hand over the tiffin to my friends who used to happily finish it for me.

So what happened? How did I transform from a skeletal Khetu to a gluttonous Khetu? The answer is that it is the work of my genes. A Khetani is known to overstuff himself with food and buttermilk. He has tremendous capacity for food intake.

It was late 1994 I guess and my genes had had enough of this undernourished nonsense. The person who made me realize the glories of overeating was none other than a Khetani himself. His phrase was "dabavine khavanu" translated into Hindi as "daba ke khane ka."

He is my grandfather's first cousin. He had invited all Khetanis for lunch in some pre-wedding ceremony of his daughter. I was sitting quitely staring at my food and wondering whether I have overstuffed my plate with 2 whole puris. The host suddenly appeared from nowhere and the 10 minute talk he gave me changed my life forever! He extolled the concept of "dabavine khavanu". He told me stories of how his Khetani brothers had won eating contests in the past. He inspired me to look at food on your plate as a challenge and not as a task. He associated a Khetani's manliness with the amount of food he can eat. It was such a stirring speech that after he left, I non only ate those 2 puris, but also 8 more! There was no looking back after that encounter. "Dabavine Khavanu" has inspired me for 15 years now.

Also, another set of genes did not want to be left behind and swung into action. I once observed my maternal grandfather finish 4 rotis and rice in a little over 5 minutes. Now, not only I eat dabavingly, but I finish food in record time too.

Swine Flu

I was thinking of writing this piece in my other more formal and civilized blog site. However, I put it off since that site comes without a disclaimer of any kind!! In any case, I will put a disclaimer here lest people misunderstand me: I perfectly empathize with the victims of this disease. I also believe that air-borne as well as tactile diseases are hard to control. I also fully respect the authorities who are working hard to stop its propagation. My only problem is the media, because they are having a field day!!

I just saw a news channel where a lady was teaching people how to wash hands! It seems washing hands is the new cool thing to do; and if you are wearing a mask - you are a really happening dude. Welcome to 24x7 news! Now there is a 'larger than life' pandemic to report, so let us reporters wear our masks, go to the testing centres, harass already harried people standing in line by asking them questions like: "How long have you been standing here?" Keep reporting in red the number of deaths and the number of infected people.

The media has crossed the line from creating awareness to creating panic! The reporters are going the Barkha Dutt way by panting heavily, talking loudly and painting a picture which is worse than what actually may be the case!

The reason for media overhype is pretty simple. The people who can watch television can possibly become victims of the flu, hence they will be glued to the sets since they are scared. Ditto with newspapers. They keep scores like cricket matches.

The Early Bird

They say that the Early Bird gets the Worm. Frankly, I don't know who the 'they' in "They say" are but I'm not so sure I agree with what 'they' say. I have a habit of being early everywhere but I haven't got the worm yet! To be fair to 'they' I haven't actively looked for worms neither am I a bird. Frankly, I've been damaging my brain lately by watching a stupid jungle reality show and have realized that worms don't taste that good. More about that later, we are talking about earliness! (Don't know if there is a word like earliness).

I wake up unfashionably early; I'm early for interviews; when I was in sales, I was always early for client meets; I'm early for parties and functions; frankly, I'm sick and tired of being early everywhere. I must be the only salesperson who got shouted at by his client for coming in early! I've realized very late that it is not in the Indian ethos to be on time, leave alone being early. I'm glad that I'm late at least somewhere.

What these 'they' people don't say is that the early worm gets eaten by the bird. Even if I do get eaten by a bird, I'm sure people will not refer to me as the 'late' Salil Khetani posthumously!

Tuesday Blues

No, I do not get the Monday Blues. After unwinding in the weekend, I have enough positive energy to carry me through Monday. It is on Tuesday that I feel worn out. This is because there is still a long way to go in the work week and all the positive energy gets drained out on Monday itself. Thats why I get the Tuesday Blues.

I was in fact born on a Monday, I was quite cheerful that day as it was my birthday, but I faintly remember crying a lot on the next day.

Clerical Meditation

I wonder what has gotten into me recently that I keep coming up with these cryptic titles for my blogposts. Anyway, do not look it up, 'clerical meditation' is a term that will be defined for the first time in this blogpost.

Many people (me included) find it hard to sit and meditate. Our minds keep wandering. I am a compulsive thinker. I cannot therefore keep the thoughts in my mind still. Maybe I have not yet understood how to meditate. However, what I do know is the after-effects of meditation. The mind becomes clearer and the body feels energetic, yet relaxed.

Even though I do not meditate in the conventional way, my mind and body do experience the after effects I talked about. How does that happen? Answer: By doing mundane tasks which do not require much expertise. For example, making lists, rearranging my desk, organizing files in my PC, separating jigsaw pieces based on their colour before starting a jigsaw puzzle, removing dirt out of wheat grains, etc. I realized recently that doing such clerical tasks is also a type of meditation. I also understood the basic principle of concentration that is required in any form of meditation. Here, instead of concentrating withing yourself which I think is the conventional form, you concentrate on the task at hand but without exercising your brain a lot. The brain is still active but not stressed out in any way.

Therefore, clerical meditation can be defined as: "A modified form of meditation adapted to suit people who cannot focus within themselves but can focus outside themselves to perform tasks at hand that are mundane in nature and do not require mental energy or expertise".

Red-coloured nuisance

I live in a place called Ghatkopar where cowdung on the roads is a pretty regular sight. At times it is buffalodung also but I cannot tell the difference. In fact, I am so used to it that in the future, if I go and live in some foreign country and happen to see cowdung, I will start feeling homesick!

I guess, until someone builds toilets for cows, you cannot really blame the cows for public defecation! They've got to release it somewhere! Similar is the case with humans in Bombay. There aren't enough public restrooms and I would excuse someone who, in dire need of relieving himself, leaves a damp patch on the wall. I guess the appropriate cliche here is "When you gotta go, you gotta go!"

Two paragraphs over and I have not said anything about the red-coloured nuisance I mentioned in the title. So lets define it now - "A residue left in the mouth of a human when his/her saliva mixes with gutka which, if swallowed, causes hiccups and which, if spat out, causes public nuisance."

This is one nuisance that I definitely mind. It is because while cowdung and urination do cause a nuisance but at times, cannot be avoided - this definitely CAN be avoided. However, it has become so commonplace over centuries, that people are not ashamed of it. There are red streaks everywhere. Not only it is disgusting but it is also the cause of the spread of diseases. It has become the moral right of every gutka chewing citizen and if they are pulled up, they take a personal offence.

Two real life incidents:
1. I was minding my own business at a bus stop when some idiot spat next to my feet and my black shoes got two red dots on them. When I looked at him angrily, he smiled shamelessly.
2. This time railway station, a person again spits next to me, this time no red dots on my shoe but still I express my displeasure. His self-righteously angry argument - "Side pe gira naa, aap pe to nahi."

Even though smokers pollute the air, the smoke fizzles away, but gutka chewers make the ground dirty and leave their mark for a long time. I wonder then why there are so many people against smoking but very few against this public nuisance. If there is a whole-hearted drive by the BMC to fine all such people caught, it may not make much difference to the troublemakers but it will still be a small stepping stone to eradicate the filthy habit. To the best of my knowledge, the fine is currently Rs. 500. Even if it is reduced to Rs. 100 but the effort is whole-hearted, the BMC will earn a lot of money!

I also feel strongly about non-gutka chewing people spitting for no reason whatsoever or sportsmen spitting on the very grass they dive and play on but I will reserve that for another post. Also, politically speaking, there is another red-coloured nuisance which goes by the name of Prakash Karat, I might write about that too once I come out of my habit of writing about right-wing nuisance!

F1-race, idlis and Angelina Jolie

I can imagine the contorted look on your face after reading the title. Those with an unnecessarily over-active brain like mine must also be trying to find a link between the three entities in the title. I am writing this blog to exemplify the concepts of tolerance and independent thinking. Now the over-active brainy nerds must be all at sea now that I have added two concepts to the three entities.

So before your brains explode, let me explain - In spite of most Indians being crazy fans of the three entities, I am not one of them. I have my own independent thinking and hence not joined the bandwagon. However, the concept of tolerance for my views and choices goes for a toss when people cannot believe what they hear when I tell them about it. I will demonstrate their intolerance in the paragraphs below.

Firstly F-1. My friend once got mortally offended by the fact that I do not know who Juan Pablo Montoya is. He told me I lived in some parallel universe if I don't know him. I'm glad we were chatting on the net and not face to face when I told him I neither like nor follow F-1, otherwise there would have been some violent wrangling from his side. Come to think of it, I'm not a keen follower of regular cars on the road too. I don't drool when I pass by an Audi showroom. Let's face it, I am not turned on by cars and would appreciate if people got off my back about it. I don't pester them by saying "How can you like F-1? Don't you find it funny when those commentators talk really fast? If you are getting a hard-on by looking at a hummer, you have issues!" - I'd like to say all that but I don't because I believe in independent thinking!

Now let me come to idli. Many people have expressed amazement at the fact that I do not like idli. Their standard response - "But it is so soft! What is there not to like? Everyone likes it but you!". Even cowdung is soft for that matter. It is sour, chewy and does not have any effect on my taste buds (idli not cowdung). Unfortunately, the idli has been elevated to such a status that people do not buy the argument and consider me a spoilt idiot who rejects such a cheap, simple and healthy snack. The fact that I like dosa does not pacify them. Come to think of it, the gujarati adaptation of idli - the dhokla is something I dislike even more. I hope I do not get ostracized from the Gujarati community.

Finally, Angelina Jolie. I normally do not criticize other people's choices because, like I said, I believe in independent thinking. However, let me say this, she does not seem human. How can guys be turned on by that creature is beyond my understanding.

There are other entities also which I do not like and do not force myself to like them because of social pressure. One of them is hip-hop, I intend to dedicate one whole blog to this utterly lousy excuse for music. The others are Aishwarya Rai, Johnny Lever, Barclays Premiere League, Popcorn, etc.

Live and Let Live !!!!!

Cliche'mongers

Why do some people not realize that using cliches is not going to make them look any smarter? How the hell do they get themselves to say it with the full knowledge that it has been said in the same freaking context a quadrillion times before? And worst of all, why do they have to appear very wise when they blurt out the banality? The last question I asked is the most significant because the self-imposed wisdom on such people makes me squirm like a jellyfish. Unfortunately, I can only squirm like a jellyfish and not suck blood like them. These buggers deserve nothing less than these near-fatal stings!

I am going to test a few of them on you, if your nerves get frazzled and your temper becomes unstable, stop reading further and go to the next paragraph as these cliches are not worth the strands of hair you will be pulling out!

• Nothing is impossible, even Impossible says I M Possible.
• I live life to the fullest.
• If you assume, you are making an ass of you and me because assume = ass + u + me.
• I work hard and party harder.
• I am a die-hard go-getter.
• All a guy needs is a cold beer and a hot chick.
• Hum khushi mein bhi peete hai, gham mein bhi peete hai.
• Quitters never win and winners never quit.
  
• A light at the end of the tunnel may be that of an oncoming train.
• Nice guys finish last.

Can't write anymore as the vein in my head is already throbbing. But do notice that the ones I've listed above are not overused english proverbs or idioms. They are dumb sentences blurted out by over-enthusiastic, extroverted donkeys posing as human beings.

Whenever I read them, I am reminded of macho guys who suffer grand delusions about themselves. Not only do they lack originality but also believe that it'll sound better when they say it.

Savita Bhabhi

I've always wondered what Indian erotica would be like and the concept of a horny bhabhi is simply brilliant.

It is brilliant because the Indian society is known for its sexually repressed women. I sometimes think people fail to realize that women don't have sex as a favour to please the man. They have it because they also want it. Men are to blame for their chauvinistic attitude of keeping a hold on women's freedom of expression to 'control' them. Women are also to be blamed for trying to appear modest and innocent while their loins are burning with lust. Savita Bhabhi therefore, breaks these shackles and appears as a liberated woman.

Conservative prudes ought to realize that banning a website will not end the liberal thinking of 50 million odd visitors to her website. I won't be surprised if someone tells me 10 million of those visitors were women. Erotica is not to be taken seriously because it is a concept which does not even take itself seriously. The mind needs a release from the inevitable sexual thoughts and if such websites provide that, it is all the better. No matter how chaste you are, if you have gonads, then your mind and body will force you to look out for a release irrespective of the culture you so fanatically live by.

Savita Bhabhi, RIP. You were a bold woman, I respect you for that.

De-romanticizing the rain

I am getting pretty annoyed with people who keep putting forth their undying love for the rain. It makes me feel that they are pretentiously projecting themselves as die-hard romantics.

Let me put a disclaimer first - I respect need for rain, it is a direct source of water and an indirect source of food. Somehow, I need to consume both food and water everyday. Hence, I fully recognize the need for rain.

Having said that, I still do not like when it rains simply because it makes me lazy, disrupts travel plans, makes the ground mucky, makes me want to pee frequently and worst of all, the concept of hygienic surroundings goes for a toss.

I have not even mentioned electricity and water supply issues! A bad monsoon in Bombay still means a lot of rains and floods and yet less water supply. Frequent electrical outages are not that uncommon.

One more problem that I have which I'm sure you'll point at me or this blog and laugh is that my craving for tea increases during the rain. I just feel like having tea in damp surroundings somehow. I am trying to reduce my tea intake now and the rains are not helping.

Those who live in Bombay and who keep prattling about "loving to walk in the rain" and all such romantic cowcrap also have to go through similar problems as me which makes me annoyed at their pretenses even more!

Authoritative SEBI and the Lowdown Sub-broker

Question: What happens when the teacher punishes the whole class because a few students played mischief?
Answer: Even the honest students suffer.
Question: What does that say about the teacher?
Answer: Following comments can be attributed to the teacher in question :-
1. She is lazy in finding out the culprit.
2. She does not care if the honest students suffer.
3. A blanket punishment will at least ensure her peace of mind and that is all she desires.

Something like this has happened recently when the regulatory authority of mutual funds SEBI has abolished the entry load on equity mutual funds.

To know more about it, the blogger in me (bold font) has interviewed the RM in me. The entire text of the interview is presented below.

What is an entry load?
If an ordinary investor chooses to invest in an equity mutual fund with the help of a distributor, a certain fee amounting to 2.25% is charged to the investor by the company that manages the fund (AMC). This 2.25% is then fully or partially transferred to the distributor as commission.

Why should the investor be willing to forego the 2.25%?
He gets professional advise on his hard-earned money. Investing in equity can be risky in volatile markets. Nothing wrong in spending more to get safety and probably better returns.

Why should the AMC be willing to pay the distributor 2.25%?
For convincing the investor to invest in its mutual fund.

What was the one striking feature of the 2.25% load?
It was uniform throughout AMCs. No AMC can charge a higher load to pass back a higher commission to the distributor which could unnecessarily incentivise the distributor to sell more of the AMC's funds.

What is a KYC?
KYC (Know Your Customer) is a method by which the distributor performs a thorough check on its customer's risk taking appetite and makes a note of his financial goals. These KYC's are then audited to ensire misselling has not happened to the customer.

Which distributors followed this system rigorously? Did they also conduct auditable KYCs on their customers?
Largely banks and reputed Brokerage houses.

Who found loopholes in the system? What wrong did they commit?
Largely small-time sub-brokers. Sleazeballs who live off churning the client's stock as well as mutual fund portfolio to earn more brokerage. They passed a large part of the commission they get from the AMC back to the investor. Of course, they do it in cash. For example, if an investor invests Rs. 10,00,000 in a mutual fund, he will be charged an entry load of 2.25%. Let us assume that the AMC retains .25% of it and passes the 2% back to the distributor. Thus the distributor earns Rs. 20,000. Let us take a conservative estimate and assume that the sleazeball pays Rs. 10,000 out of that to the customer in cash.

Do such "sleazeballs" as you call them do a KYC?
Not to the best of my knowledge. Even if they do, it is quite cursory.

What is churning the portfolio?
It is basically frequently buying and selling securities (stocks and funds) on the client's behalf thereby earning frequent brokerage.

Why is it so wrong that you have to write a lengthy acerbic blog about it?
For the following reasons:
1. Miserly investors for whom even that 1% passback matters will be drawn towards the sleazeballs. I've interacted with many of them and it is hard to convince them to come out of the penny-pinching habit and take a more professional advice. This is to their own detriment as such sleazeballs often make them churn their portfolio and earn brokerage while keeping them happy with passbacks.
2. Law-abiding, compliance-dependent distributors lose out on such business as they are unable to give passback.
Conclusion: Both the investor as well as the compliant distributor suffers.

Who is SEBI?
Securities Exchange Board of India. It is a regulator for mutual funds and other securities. It claims to always be in the interest of the investor.

What has SEBI done now?
It has abolished the entry load system. The distributors will no longer get commission. They are now supposed to charge an investment advisory fee from their customers.

Why have they done that?
To stop the sleazeballs from passing back commission to their customers. No commission = no passback.

What about the honest distributors?
That is primarily why I am so agitated. They did no wrong. Why should they not get a commission?

What about the investors?
Let me tell you frankly, mutual fund is a product that is not 'bought by people', it is 'sold to people'. If the distributors will lose interest in selling them, very few people will proactively buy them. Retail participation will drastically reduce. That is neither good for the mutual fund industry nor for the distributors and nor for SEBI. Apart from regulatory responsibilities, SEBI also has to work on making the mutual fund industry a vibrant one by encouraging retail participation.

What else could SEBI have done?
How about taking the pains to run an investigation by auditing accounts of a select few sub-brokers, gathering intelligence and creating an example by conducting legal proceedings against at least one sleazeball if he gets caught taking passbacks?

What are the far-reaching implications?
The Insurance Industry will get a major boost. Their fees as well as commissions are not uniform and not strictly regulated. Distributors can get upto 40% commission or more by selling a Unit Linked Insurance Plan (ULIP). Insurance policies generate a substantially higher revenue for a distributor than any mutual fund investment. In fact, even before the 2.25% load on mutual funds was abolished, distributors preferred to sell ULIPs as 40% is much higher than 2%. A lot of misselling happened because insurance policies are hardly transparent. Now even with the 2.25% gone, the hardeselling and misselling of Insurance policies will increase further.

So the retail investor will still suffer?
Absolutely. That is why I consider SEBI's move stupid. They made this regulation for the benefit of the investor and my educated guess is that he will suffer more. In any case, there is a separate regulator for insurance - IRDA where SEBI has no say.

Thanks for your time.
Thanks for having me here.

my first blog

Hi people,

I am a 23 yr old Indian male and well my name is Blog.... James Blog. (I should warn u that my sense of humour may not be digestible by certain ppl)

Anyway - just wanted to experience the experience of blogging!!

Sleel