Short Stories # 3: Thief Ethics

A downtrodden father, having just lost his family in a car accident, decided to go the wrong way down in life. Soon, in a span of 3 months, he committed 4 big heists, and was the 'wanted' man in town. He was enjoying this new way of life, but he often wondered the consequences that had led to him walking down that path.

Another new moon night, the thief set out on his next 'mission', just outskirts in the countryside, was a palatial mansion belonging to a bureaucrat, who lived abroad. He knew that South of the mansion, was a room in which the rich man kept his safe. He even obtained plans of the room. Having mastered the technique of opening safes, which requires putting the ear to the lock, and trying different combinations, and 'hearing' for a 'click' sound, he was quite sure of pulling it off.

Armed with ropes, hooks and a knapsack, the bad man managed to make it into the room. But what his plans didn't tell him was that there was someone in the room, a little kid sleeping on the bed.

Quietly tiptoeing in, the lights suddenly turned on and the child woke up. To the thief's amazement, the child near-perfectly resembled his long-gone son!

The child, his eyes drooling, shouted, "Dad!"

The man, startled, asked the child if he was really his son.

"Yes, Dad. I survived the horrible crash. Fortunately, the caretaker of this place spotted me and brought me here. I thought that everyone had perished, including you, and so I had nowhere to go. But what in the world are you doing here."

The Dad, not knowing what to say told him that he had come to take his son back. After that day, the dad had a heartwarming change, and decided to donate all his 'earnings' to a charity.

Some Thief Ethics. Thieves are made only because of circumstances.

PS. Like all stories, this one too had a happy ending. The dad went on to become a leading counseller and helped dozens of depressed people change their way of living.

Poetic Thoughts - J-elly-Fish!

"J-elly-Fish"

Deep in the Oceans, down in the seas,

There's a creature hiding beneath the weed.

Also called Boneless Blobs of the Sea,

Coz they have no bones, only Jelly.

With no brain, and no heart,

It has tentacles on an Umbrella.

We just call it a Jellyfish,

A J-elly-Fish!

It is so slimy but you don't touch,

A single sting to kill is enough,

It doesn't like your presence that much,

Its Haemotoxins will make your blood into slush.

It is dangerous , ever so Moody,

Its Neurtoxins will shut down your body.

Found in oceans, corals, atoll,

They say its the Venomous of all.

We just call it a Jellyfish,

A J-elly-Fish!

They are the Boneless Blobs of the Sea,

Coz they have no bones, only Jelly.

Found in oceans, corals, atoll,

They say its the Venomous of all.

We just call it a Jellyfish,

A J-elly-Fish!

Original Writing. Got the inspiration to write this poem one fine day when doing nothing at all, dreaming of getting wet all over :) xD.

Short Stories # 2: The Rich and The Poor

"The Rich and The Poor"

One fine night on a trip to the countryside, a Mercedes was the only car in sight in the vast, isolated area. In it were a father and his son, belonging to a very wealthy family. Suddenly, the lone figure of the car stopped moving. It had broken down. Sensing that there was no way out other than spending the night at a broken down inn a few metres away, the Father approached the caretaker of the inn. The old figure warmly welcomed his unexpected visitors and told them that they could spend the night there.

The next morning, the duo left the inn in the afternoon after their car had been repaired. On reaching their palatial mansion in the city, the father asked his son, "Did you see how the poor live?"

The son replied, "Hmm... Yes."

"What did you observe, son?"

"I saw that they had dogs, cows, buffaloes, cats and other animals at their place whereas we have only a pair of parrots."

"We have all this artificial lighting while they have the rich sky and the stars at night."

"We have a small swimming pool while I saw a river and a waterfall near their place."

"They can wander in their endless fields while I am confined to a small room."

"We buy all our food from the supermarket, they grow their own food."

"The boy there has 3 siblings to play with, while I am all alone."

The Father was speechless. Then the boy added, "Thanks, Pa. Today I learnt how poor we are."

Hard truth: There are always two sides of a coin. Never ignore either.

The above short story is a modified version of a popular folktale.

Mangoes, Mangoes Everywhere!

"Why a MANGO is King of Fruit!"

"A blogpost on Mangoes in General, recounting my experience collecting mangoes from trees in our ancestral farm"

Come summer, and one visitor is eagerly awaited in everybody's homes. A fleshly, luscious, ripe, yellow, drop-shaped, round visitor. YES, its edible. I think you must be thinking of eating one now. Why, you may have it right in front of you, cut up, all yellow, just ready to pop into that mouth! A Mango is on everyone's dinner plate!

Low in Calories, rich in Vitamins A, B, C and minerals Potassium, Iron, Phosphorous, Calcium and Magnesium, this treat has been around for the past 6,000 years. Its native to India (and if its not grown around you, you have the right to question our madness!), and grows mainly in the tropics. India is also the world's largest producer and exporter of this delicacy. Dont fret, Mangoes have been proven to be helpful in weight loss, so no fuss there!

There is no other fruit as versatile as the Mango. It can be eaten raw, unripe, ripe, can be pickled, be made into chutneys, smoothies, ice-creams, aamras and even the leaf of the tree is used as a cultural symbol.

Plucking some mangoes from a neighbor's tree is a very common practice here. It usually results in the owner running behind the hoodlums and the hoodlums running away, taunting the owner as they run along to their safe haven. Another practice involves throwing down a mango using a sling and a perfectly aimed projectile. Such activities today are a rarity in the city. Since then Mango cultivation has become specialised, with the tasy cultivars (varities) like Alphonso, Rampuri, Pairi and Mankur being confined to 10 acre farms somewhere in the remote corners of the village.

Plucking those mangoes out directly from the trees requires you owning either a mango tree, or a farm. Every year, around the third week of May, our family (some 15-30 of them) chalk out a program which starts with all of us going to out ancestral farm in a little known village called Shirgao, some 100 km from Kolhapur, Maharashtra; then gathering some local help (those trees are more than 50 feet you know, climbing them needs some local knowledge); collecting and dividing the stuff; then heading back home, sure that the rest of the summer won't be 'Mangoless.'

It was my first time to Shirgao this May 26. Like any other Indian village, it was a scenic place. Lush sugarcane fields spanning the breadth of the village, all clustered with huts and small canals for irrigation. In between two sugarcane fields in the north of the village, is a mango tree (Magnifera Indica) farm consisting of about 15 trees. As excited and curious as ever, I wasted much of my time climbing the tree picking mangoes though I only could reach the 2nd branch!). After procuring some fruit catchers, I spent the rest of my time picking mangoes from my ground base, catching the mangoes the locals dropped, and also managed to click some snaps, along with a trip to an adjacent corn farm to get that moolah!

Then around lunchtime, rain clouds made their majestic entry from the horizon. From then on, the people jumped into overdrive to safely deposit whatever that had been collected into the cars. Then it started raining. Lightning followed. Getting wet was FUN, and inevitable. After 8hours, MORE THAN 500 DOZEN (6000) MANGOES and 2 trees still left to strip, we had to leave.

And for the following two days until the car was washed, the smell of unripe mangoes RULED. Now the wait is restricted for another week, until Green turns to Magical Yellow!

Till then, there will be, Mangoes, Mangoes, Everywhere and the smell of Mangoes in the Air!

Short Stories # 1: Piecing the Earth Together

"Piecing the Earth Together"

A Father was having a meeting with a client, when his little boy came to him, wanting to play with him. His father, already frustrated, tore a page from the newspaper which bore the image of the Earth, made several pieces of it, and handed it to his son. He gave him some scotch tape and told him to put back the image together, hoping that it would keep him occupied for atleast 10 minutes. He resumed his meeting.

After about 15 minutes, the boy returned, with a perfect image of the Earth. Knowing that his 4-year old son could not have done it, he asked, "Has your Mother done this?"

The child replied, "No. She's sleeping from the past hour or so. I don't even know what that blue, round thing is. I saw a picture of an elephant on the back of the page, so I put it together and found out that the round thing was there again."

Both the father and his client smiled at the child's innocence. The little boy couldn't figure out why they were so happy, let alone the strong level of common sense that he had used.

You don't have to be a learned one to do something, using a bit of common sense, curiosity and innocence would do better!

The above piece of writing is an integrated version, combined from two separate short stories.

Everything That Can Go Wrong Will Go Wrong

"Why the Murphy's Law is SO true"

You've Heard it countless times. You've probably experienced this. Ever wondered why anything that can go wrong, does? Blame Murphy's Law.

After giving you some examples, you will begin to appreciate it. Have you ever arrived at the railway station in time to see the last train depart? Has your printer run out of ink just when you want to print something important? Have you ever forgot to carry a tool/important thing with you and it haunts you for the rest of your time? Have you noticed that the furthest parking lot is the closest one? And why does the queue you are standing in go the slowest? A more common experience is that one bad thing leads to another, which ruins the first task you were doing.

If you have ever wondered why bad luck keeps on haunting you and not all goes the way you planned, then that is a result of Murphy's Law. It is an eponymous law named after Edward Murphy Junior, an aerospace engineer who worked on safety systems. One day, after finding that machinery was wired wrong, he cursed the technician responsible and quoted, "If there is any way to do it wrong, he'll find it." There are Murphy laws also on Love, War, Photography, Politics e.t.c. Well, laws like these have explanations, but they are what thinkers call 'preposterous.' If you browse through some explanations on the internet, you will find that mathematics agrees with this law.

But why is this law so true? OK, its NOT perfectly accurate but it holds. It is very true that the first 90% of a job takes 10% of the time, and the next 10% of the job takes 90% of the time. Personally, I do not think this has anything to do with 'God' or his 'Free Will.' This is just a natural human tendency. Widely regarded explanations on the law are based on Human Tendencies and Mathematics/Statistics.

We humans basically tend to look at the negative side of things and ignore the good that is happening out of it. I quote three examples to support this.

1. I tried making a Van De Graff Generator with my friend Raj and ended up learning that it won't work due to Goa's high humidity. Well, I was disappointed and blamed the Murphy's Law. But I also failed to extract the knowledge and satisfaction I had gained from this.

2. Also, while in a traffic jam, you tend to think that the other queue of cars always goes faster than yours. Well, you don't notice simple things, for eg. that there are double the cars in the other queue than yours, or that you are moving relative to the other cars.

Also, I have noticed that while focusing a telescope on a celestial object, the clouds seem to hit that PARTICULAR region of the sky. There are forecasts and ways to predict the movements of clouds. Well, the next point is Statistics. Probablility. There are various logical justifications, axioms and postulates in Statistics which may conjure up something. Well, I am no Statistician, but anyways, here goes:

1. Appeal to Probability states that when an assumption says that something will happen because it does, then the odds of occurrence are in favour of that assumption.

2. Confirmation Bias is a proven tendency for people to favour information that confirms their hypotheses rather than finding out whether that is the case.

3. There is also a saying that "If you lose a sock, its from the complete pair". Well, consider this. Start with 10 pairs. Remove one sock out. 19 socks are thus left, 18 of them which belong to pairs. Now, there is a 94.4% chance that the next sock you remove is from a complete pair.

4. Consider the above statements, and you get many versions of the Murphy's Law. Famous ones are Finagle's Law and the Cutout Syndrome (the topic for my next post).

Well, Murphy's Law or No Murphy's Law, this fact is something we HAVE to live with. Call it a logical fallacy or the work of nature, the chances are that next time you start doing some work, it will end up the wrong way! Just give it an ironic smile and MOVE ON, that's all that you can do!

Till Then, Later!

Atharv Joshi

Any comments in form of praise or criticism are welcome, so are logical debates and further experiences, also do share your experiences of this law. The article is part sourced from the internet, part original writing.