The Shade in the Mirror by Jason Dalmeida on Wednesday, September 8, 2010 at 1:55pm

(I read this amazing article written by my buddy Jason D’Almeida. At first when I thought of reading it, I was sure I would have something to comment or put a rude critical remark with regards to his note. But I was mesmerized with his thoughts. Read it and see why.

The Shade in the Mirror

by Jason Dalmeida on Wednesday, September 8, 2010 at 1:55pm

Preface:
I am coming back to this blog space after ages. My apologies for it.
Most often there are so many topics that haunt me throughout the day, some of them funny and most of them completely outrageous, but all of them except this one could not remain the while  till i reached a computer. So bear with me people here comes one more...

The Shade in the Mirror.
Off lately, against all unessential traditions I did want to grow a fancy slim beard...  I did what I had to, let the beard grow against all odds, which actually only motivated me to reach my goal...
Then came the day when the unwanted hairline had to be shaved off till the edges of their follicles, leaving behind a defined shape that I always wanted to remain on my face....
The barber was calm and yes it happened just the way I wanted...

When I reached home, I ran to the bathroom, found my favorite mirror on the wall and looked at myself...
I suddenly realised two things...

1. For some reason, I think my humility had flushed down the throne behind me and I was praising this person in the mirror
2. and I wondered, who is this person in the mirror...

Like a curious kid, I reached out and tried to touch the person in the mirror... 

He was cold. My hands ran over the hands in the mirror, but there was no texture, he was flat and so meaning less. No matter how hard I pushed my fingers into the mirror, there seem to be a clear divide between the two, which seemed physically impossible to meet.

He smiled at me every time I smiled at him... I know I had a reason to smile, and the reason was to make him smile, but why did he smile. I couldnt say.

In spite of all this, why was I praising him, just because he looked like what I am or looked like what I am thought to be.

Then began the thought process... Pausing, stepping out of the moment, and assuming a holistic view of myself(s). I noticed that there are 2 people separated by a plane of perspective... and I asked myself which one of these two people are the real me... the way it seems, I couldnt tell the difference... it could be that real me is on one side initiating an action to see a reaction... or was it the real me on the opposite side waiting to react to any action by someone that I felt was the real me. The plane that separates the two, is a perspective that has been formed over the years, by people around me and personal experiences realised over the years.

The one side of me wants to break into the plane, but will I be able to break through all the layers that have been formed over the years. And what if I succeed to penetrate through this virtual plane with persistence and unprecedented amount of efforts, I find that there was actually nothing and I destroyed the only means of seeing what is actually perceived of me and find myself lost within myself, blinded and clueless of what I am.

On the other hand, if I assume I will never be able to break the plane of perception, I find myself at a crossroad, where i am unable to decide which side of the plane is the person I am supposed to be...

On one side there is a person who can walk away from the mirror, and the person in the mirror will disappear with him. He wont have to experience the pain and tribulations to seek the reality behind the plane of perspective

He will loose himself within himself with no reference to anything to show what he is for the real world, untill he finds another plane of perspective which will define his image into something different.

Or he could continue to be a reflection of what he feels is the real person, where his image remains to make an impression in the world, but the world and he, will continue to see only what they or he want to see of himself, but in the bargain he will become an entity that is cold, flat and emotionally unreachable...

I can only wish that these thoughts will someday find a conclusion... until such time... cheers!!!

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Observations from the dark side - 18+ ONLY

Observations from the dark side

Part 1

Which one are you?

The good looking d**k?

Or the ugly looking c**t?

Your friend is

going for a date.

But your friend

asks you to tag along.

So you assume

your friend is

your best friend.

Why?

Because your friend

trusts you enough

to take you along for the special moment.

But wait up dog.

Do you know the actual reason for this?

Simple man.

Simple.

The logic is simple.

Most probably you fall in either two

Either you are

a)   more good looking than your friend

b)   more uglier looking than your friend

If you are more good looking than your friend

Your friend is taking you along

So as to show his or her self value

Which is generally low

And gets a boost by your presence

And mind you

Good Looking here

Is not just covered for

‘looks’

It covers

Financial status

Personality

Confidence

And if in case you are more uglier than your friend

The reason is obvious

Think about if

You are with your friend who is super fat, super ugly and super stupid

A girl looks at your both

And has to make a choice whom to possibly sleep with for the night

Whom do you think she would go for?

Its always done for a benefit.

Nothing else.

So which f**k up are you?

The good looking d**k?

Or the ugly looking c**t?

Part 2

Are you relatives playing you because you are fucking stupid? Or are you fucking stupid?

In other words - Proof that your relatives are not your well wishers

Try it out

Purchase a really expensive car

Say the most expensive that no one in your family can afford

You will see a rather strange phenomenon

First everyone praises you

Then once that part is over

Notice something really strange happens

Everyone in your family slowly but surely has a new car

May be a better car than you have had

Why?

Is it because you blessed them with some kind of motivation

Or

Is it because you have now shown them a new standard of living?

Or
May be you helped them believe that there are better cars out there?

No.

Simple my friend.

Your relatives are not your well wishers

They want to show the world

They are better than you

They are want to show you

You are lower than them

They want you to know

That don’t forget where you came from

And that they too have what it takes to go beyond what you have imagined.

So in as much you ‘think’

Your relatives mean you well

Keep this fact in the end

They are trying hard to compete with you and against you

And when the time comes

They will ensure no matter what happens

You know where you are

Who you are

And they are better than you.

So my question to you is this

Are you relatives playing you because you are fucking stupid? Or are you fucking stupid?

Part 3

In love, why you are a dog & what she offers you is dog food - OBSERVATIONS FROM THE DARK SIDE - PART 3 OF 3

In love you are her dog, what she offers you is dog food and what she is trying to do is keep you on a leash.

You have a girl

Who is hot

Beautiful

Good looking

Great body

Good in bed

Serves you well

And loves you like crazy

I mean what else do you need?

Isn’t it a perfect world?

If your girl is too good to be true

Or really something that you feel you are blessed with

Be careful my friend

You are actually making a mistake

A big mistake

Of an ever bigger assumption

That your girl ‘loves’ you

Couple of things

You must remember

Women are smart

Really smart

Much more smarter than you are

And much more smarter than you can ever be

Because they are the ones who get pregnant

They are the ones who will face the law of diminishing returns

In terms of beauty

In terms of the figure

And in terms of their tight compact breasts

Which may be hanging beautifully now

And may become sagging horribly afterwards

So given the fact that they have to face

An unfair and unwinnable war

They will resort to a very calculated strategy

Evaluating and fully figuring out what they are getting themselves into

So my friend

Remember this

They will compare your hotdog to the other hotdogs that they were stuffed with before

They will compare your mouth and your tongue to the other tongues and mouths that have sucked and licked every part of her body

They will compare the luxuries they got showered with and compare them to what you can provide them

So my friend

She is not in love with you

She is in love with ‘her’

And what she is giving you

The dog food to keep her dog on the leash.

So you are her dog

What she offers you is dog food

And what she is trying to do

Is keep you on a leash.

So you are her dog, what she offers you is dog food and what she is trying to do is keep you on a leash.

The Oval Office.

The Oval Office underwent a revamp while US President Barack Obama was on a recent holiday with his family. We look at the changes made to the famous office, plus take a look back at the decor favoured by previous presidents.

The Oval Office was completely redecorated, including new sofas, paint and wallpaper, the White House said on Tuesday. The announcement came just hours before the president spoke to the nation on Iraq from this symbolic seat of his administration.

Image Credit: Reuters

The work was done while Obama was vacationing with his family on Martha's Vineyard, an island off the coast of Massachusetts, from August 19 to 29.

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The centerpiece of the redecoration is the new rug, which is yellow, cream and blue and has five inscriptions woven into it, four quoting Obama predecessors and a fifth from civil rights champion Martin Luther King, Jr.

Image Credit: AP

The president's desk, a gift from Queen Victoria to the United States in 1880 and built from the timbers of the British arctic exploration ship Resolute, remains in place.

Image Credit: Reuters

From left: A portrait of George Washington hangs on the wall; family photos are displayed behind President Obama's desk, and a bust of late US civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. has replaced one of former British Prime Minister Winston Churchill.

Image Credit: AP and Reuters

Located on the south side of the West Wing of the White House, the Oval Office is the symbol of executive power and the place where presidents sign laws, receive foreign leaders and deliver speeches to the nation on matters of high moment. In a photo from February 2009, Obama is helped by Vermont Governor Jim Douglas to move a couch in the office.

Image Credit: Reuters

This February 2008 file photo shows a view of President Bush's Oval Office. Presidents typically put their own touches on the Oval Office early in their terms. Bush brought in a rug designed by his wife, Laura. It included radiating stripes, which he often said suggested to him the optimism of a sunrise.

Image Credit: AP

President Clinton's Oval Office is seen in this picture from September 1993. The Scott Group of Grand Rapids, Michigan made President Clinton's Oval Office rug, and also made President Obama's new rug.

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This photo released by the White House from January 1990 shows President George H.W. Bush's Oval Office. Bush's redecoration of the Oval Office included a new rug with a gold Presidential Seal, new draperies, a coffee table and two tall armchairs.

Image Credit: AP

The Resolute desk in President John F. Kennedy's Oval Office is seen in this picture from February 1961. The desk was installed in the Oval Office by Kennedy, and has since been used by Presidents Clinton, Jimmy Carter, Ronald Reagan and George W. Bush.

Image Credit: AP

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My views on Love, Lust, Marriage and Friendship between a Man and Woman And the lessons learnt. Part 3 - The Final Episode.

My views on Love, Lust, Marriage and Friendship between a Man and Woman And the lessons learnt. Part 3

The final episode.

So what was I trying to say?

I don’t have time….so here goes….

The final version of what I learnt through my life….

Without bullshit.

The definitions that I believe in….

Man

A testosterone filled

Physically superior

Opportunity blessed

Power driven

Sexually charged

Success slave

That always wants to have the last laugh

With the least amount of effort, headache and problems possible

While wanting to hide the fact

That in the end he will always be a slave to a woman

But would always want to dominate and rule her.

Women

A physically weaker specimen

Who has to undergo

Pleasure and Passion

Pain and Problems

Of an unfair world

That has been used to treating her as the weaker sex

And who has to always do one thing

Give birth

Give love

Give happiness

Give Sacrifice

And finally in the end

Give her life

And who makes the greatest foolish mistake of assuming that

She can one day be equal to man

And that her body, her mind and her spirit can achieve

The challenges crushing her gender race from the beginning of time

Love

Love is

A state of mind.

An illusion.

A game everyone plays

An emotional feeling that makes us do things we normally wouldn’t do

A logical delusion that convinces us on what is not right

And a grave mistake everyone has to make at some point of their lives

Lust

Lust is when

your sexual organs

do the thinking for you

because

it supplies your body

with the addictive  doses of pleasure and heavenly orgasm

which you want & don’t need

but every part of you thinks otherwise.

Marriage

A decision two people take to do things together

and benefit from each other company in every possible manner

while giving foolish excuses and reasons why they should be together

simply because they only consider the good stuff which they hope to get some day

and ignore the ugly reality of boredom that will eventually catch up with them everyday

Friendship

A relationship where there are

Common interests

Mutual benefits

Mental justification

Physical satisfaction

Spiritual commonness

And justifiable grounds to stay together

And the final definition…

Your life and your Truth

Is this

The statements

Or definitions

That you laughed

Or tickled you

Or made you disagree

Are the ones

That have the most impact in your life

Consciously

Or

Unconsciously

And may be

That is why

Because of this

Untold

Unknown

Unwanted

Hidden

Holy

Horrifying

Reality

Result

And

Realization

Your life

Is the way it is now

But

It is NOT

The way

You wanted

It to be.

Read it again

If you didn’t follow

The truth

Hidden

In my lies.

(makes you laugh again doesn’t it?)

From the Devil’s Advocate and the Son of God.

Amen.

What I learnt from one of the hottest model - Andreea Zoia.

What I learnt from one of the hottest model - Andreea Zoia.

I used to live in my small shoe box world

with a pea-sized opinion and

a universe sized ego

branding these creatures whom we know as ‘models’.

I mean after all – who are models?

Let me take you through

a tour of my small pea-sized

South Indian brain.

When I would see a model, the top 10 thoughts that came to mind was….

1) What a fucking skinny bitch

2) What a bitchy character

3) What a characterless female

4) What kind of a female would flaunt her body for the world to see? Rubbish woman

5) Must be a whore ready to sleep with anyone for success

6) What a dumb brainless obnoxious female

7) What’s the big fucking deal of walking down a bloody ramp? Any idiot can do this

8) Fake smile, Fake Attitude and Fake personality

9) Easy to bed these women if you have money

10) Female with high maintenance value.

That my friend was me and my shitty opinion.

And then, I met Andy Pandy.

Andy who?

Andreea Zoia.

A model and fashion connoisseur.

A lovely Romanian woman.

Sweet.

Nice.

Lovable.

Funny.

And everything else.

But as usual, I discounted her.

I didn’t find her ‘great’ or ‘irresistible’ but there was something about her.

Just like the movie ‘Something about Mary’, something 'else' stood out.

I mean don’t get me wrong.

She was attractive.

She had an amazing smile, well toned body, slim figure, great charm, absolute humility and a lovely attitude.

But there was the one small tiny ingredient that stood out.

And that surprised me to be honest.

She had passion. Passion.

Not as in ‘sex’.

(Get those porn filled thoughts out of your crappy head - idiot!)

Now…when I stated passion…

I am talking about something else….

Passion as in thirst.

And I would call it not just passion but…

A Die hard passion

A Die hard passion –

to learn, to grow and to become better.

And from that moment our glancing ‘hello’ blossomed a friendship,

which I find very hard to explain

but can pen it down to total mutual respect

and complete admiration that we both have for each other

where we know we love and care for each other –

while we hate many things about each other at the same time.

So what is the great spiritual logic that has made me from a ‘model hater’ to a ‘model admirer’?

Here are my reasons.

1) HARD WORK

Model have to work bloody hard to maintain their figure and they physique. This involves a Spartan discipline of workouts, Die hard diet control, inhuman lifestyle of refusing the pleasures of eating like a normal person. And they have to keep their weight and figure in absolute – even with all the issues and challenges of the biological roller-coasters that women go through – most terribly never having a normal nights sleep.

2) SELLING THE PRODUCT

They have to sell themselves because they are the product.

And they have to do this day in and day out.

To each and every decision maker.

That too keeping in mind the dirty industry that they are in,

is a place where many up coming and youthful models

have to be crushed and crumpled

to cross the thin red cavalcade of decency

to sacrifice to the heartless wants of characterless men…

and that too keeping in mind

that age is running like water through their fingers

while facing the bitter fact that

this is the only way of earning their daily bread

– to get that precious next contract.

3) COLD CALCULATIVE CAGE

These poor women

have to go through a batter of a high pressurized environment

where the hours can be endless,

where ego’s are so sky high and

where one mistake can result in

a cold, calculative and complete cut off

from the industry itself.

So how can a bird survive outside

when food only lies inside the cage?

4) SACRIFICE COMES AT A PRICE

They have to let go of the moments

where they can live their childhood,

they girly moments and

a life of a normal person

simply because

their priesthood journey of becoming a model

demands this sacrifice.

5) NORMAL PEOPLE IN AN ABNORMAL WORLD?

Did you ever consider

that they may have families to support?

This may come as a shock to many

but I have come across models who are single mothers,

models who take care of their parents,

models who are supporting their entire families

along with the education of their siblings……

This to me is character

at its best and most selfless.

You don’t have to search for ‘Mother Teresa’s.

Some of them are right there

that too in the fashion world

but in total secrecy. 

6) OTHER SIDE JOBS?

Have you considered

that may be these creatures

do not only focus on modeling

but may also try to do other work

like teaching,

running a business or

may be doing side jobs –

which can be as mandane as standing in a shopping mall for hours

while looking at others staring at them

with bad intentions?....

And all this is 

just to earn something more

to make life a bit more better?

And I dont know about you

But it came as a shock to me

to know that this industry

does not pay that well.

7) BIG EXPENSES

Lets accept this fact…

that just may be,

the expenses for being portrayed

so hot and sexy

come with very high bills –

everything from the make up you wear,

the wardrobe you select

to the medicines you take?

8) EDUCATED, COMPETITIVENESS AND INTELLIGENCE IS ALSO A REQUIREMENT???

And finally,

did it ever occur to you that

being a model is a life long process

of learning, studying and competing?

Even something as simple as a ‘cat-walk’

has a definite course study program attached to it –

Did you know that?

I didn't.

Dieting and Exercise –

is another lesson they have to learn –

each and every day?

Public presentation and marketability –

is also another lesson they have to learn?

And how can you forget

the hardcore presence

of a ruthless competitive drive

that has the psyche –

either you get it or I get it?

In an industry brazen with limited age group,

stress levels that can kill a normal person and

countless thousands who enter and hope

to become the next big thing

‘every second’ –

what can one do to survive?

*thinking*…………………

So what does it all come down to?

Simple.

Respect.

I have learnt to respect these angelic beings

who are twisted and tormented

for the temptations of our troubled times.

May be for many these are women who are lost and

are chasing a glorious lifestyle

that is as certain as where the wind may blow tomorrow.

But as for me,

my perception and opinion of these women is

no more the same.

I respect these individuals

who have taken such a bold leap

into such ambitious shark infested waters

where they must learn to swim and escape

the sexual and senseless blood thirsty appetite of flesh eating beasts

while facing reality that nothing is forever.

Its easy branding them as expensive.

Rather

its easy to brand them into anything.

But for once, I will not do that.

Because I have learnt something

from one of the hottest model -

Andreea Zoia.

What is that lesson?

Simple…

Sexy was never a cheap affair.