Is Regionalism above Nationalism ?

People

2010-09-18T21:29:00.002+05:30

I see a lot of people here in India. Everywhere you go, you will find a whole new populace of people; literate, illiterate, ugly, smart, rich poor, tall short, men, women, children and a whole bunch of other differentiations which humans have thought of right from the day the first one was able to think.

Describing a human being is perhaps one of the most painful-cum-easy task. One can think them as an object made of 5 primary elements or "Panchtatva" as it is called in Hinduism, powered by the divine entity called soul. He is born and has to die, no one is immortal, none is absolutely omnipotent rather it is our relative criterion that differentiates.

But when i see from my perspective i believe we are all at the same doorstep waiting for our chance, some get it before some are not so lucky. If I can recal one of the episodes of "Ramayana", one of the ancients epic, Lord Rama holds an ugly woman and praises her for being so beautiful, the women in return criticized the almighty for such comments on her. Lord Rama then gives the knowledge of birth and rebirth to her, he tells about the inner beauty of the soul and how our "Karma" affects our intellectual and physical appearance.

One could rather not believe about the sanctity of the epic but a wise man would surely consider as true. One who is true at heart is the one who wins luck at the end. Taking my case, i find lot of blackspots in myself. But rather than making them go away, its my human nature that gives me resistance to fade away those blackspots. One of the most entertaining and idiotic habits which a human being possesses is abusing others be it in inner self or in front of others, every likes that and I am no exception to this great fun.

The primary aim of criticizing others is to make us feel happy and superior, however if we realise, it is not to be practiced by anyone, but this is how we behave and will behave in generations to come.This is one of the many reflections of Kali Yug. Kali Yuga, which is referred to as the Dark Age because in it people are as far removed as possible from God.

Hinduism often symbolically represents morality (dharma) as a bull. In Satya Yuga, the first stage of development, the bull has four legs, but in each age morality is reduced by one quarter. By the age of Kali, morality is reduced to only a quarter of that of the golden age, so that the bull of Dharma has only one leg.

Kali Yuga is associated with the apocalyptic demon Kali, not to be confused with the goddess Kālī (read as Kaalee) (these are unrelated words in the Sanskrit language). The "Kali" of Kali Yuga means "strife, discord, quarrel, or contention."

So, as we see that this has nothing to do with us, it is imbibed in our nature.

Pakistan should look for resuming talks with India, its in both countries Interest

2009-11-05T17:21:00.001+05:30

Here is a column in the Pakistani Newspaper Dawn, i liked the authors thoughts and would like to share with you.

"That Pakistan needs peace along its border with India in order to be free to deal with the conflict in its tribal areas is only part of the argument for establishing peace in the subcontinent.

REGARDLESS of the views of the establishment’s hawks and howsoever strong they may be, Islamabad must give a positive response to Prime Minister Manmohan Singh’s offer of peace. "

Normal relations and mutually beneficial cooperation between the two closest South Asian neighbours has always been desirable for many reasons but their urgency has been increased many times over by the extremists’ challenge to the Pakistan state.

No sane person on either side of the border can deny that the threat to the stability of Pakistan is also a threat to India’s vital interests, and their joint efforts are needed to ensure victory over the terrorists.

That Pakistan needs peace along its border with India in order to be free to deal with the conflict in its tribal areas is only part of the argument for establishing peace in the subcontinent. Much more urgent is the need for India-Pakistan cooperation for winning the battle for democracy, tolerance and social justice. Losses in this battle will plunge the people of both India and Pakistan into unimaginable ordeals.

Hitherto a common view in Pakistan has been that India is ignoring the threat to itself posed by the terrorists’ campaign against Pakistan. There was reason to believe that the pro-confrontation lobby in India saw in Pakistan’s predicament an opportunity to squeeze it for concessions it might not be willing to make in normal times. Such elements should not be expected to stop undermining the Indian prime minister’s initiative. It is in Pakistan’s interest to ensure that he is not forced by anyone to withdraw his offer.

The Pakistan government too will be under pressure from hardliners in its ranks and outside. Any compromise with such elements will cause Pakistan irreparable harm. Islamabad should therefore press for the earliest possible resumption of the composite dialogue with India.

Unfortunately, several new factors have fuelled tension between India and Pakistan. One of them is the way the Ajmal Kasab affair has been dealt with by both sides. The unnecessarily prolonged haggle over Kasab’s confessional statement merely exposed the size of the trust deficit. Was it impossible for India to supply Pakistan with an English translation of the court and police record in Marathi and was it impossible for Pakistan to get this work done?

Questions regarding the admissibility of a text not officially admitted by India could have been sorted out in due course. The two sides have to act in a spirit of cooperation to put the Mumbai outrage behind them. Pakistani authorities have been accusing India of interference in Balochistan and the tribal areas. One hopes they have much more credible evidence to support their charges than the use of Indian-made weapons by the Taliban in Waziristan or the receipt of some funds by the Baloch nationalists from Afghanistan.

The extremists’ access to arms manufactured in a particular country is no decisive proof of that country’s support for their cause and experts in money-laundering have considerable experience in using channels through any country. In any case, these complaints should be addressed on an urgent basis at India-Pakistan joint meetings.

This matter will assume greater seriousness as India’s relations with Afghanistan are likely to grow with faster speed than at present. If Pakistan succumbs to the temptation of opposing India’s overtures to Afghanistan it will only reduce the chances of normalisation of relations with both Afghanistan and India.

A better way of protecting Pakistan’s interests in a democratic Afghanistan would be to grant the latter its due place in South Asian councils and develop a regional response to the twin curse of foreign intervention and civil war that are perpetuating the Afghan people’s three decades-long tribulations. No single power can guarantee Afghanistan’s recovery and peaceful progress; the task can only be accomplished by countries in Afghanistan’s vicinity (all of them including Pakistan and India) acting in concert.

The significance of the fact that Mr Manmohan Singh chose to extend his hand of peace while on a visit to Srinagar is unlikely to be missed by Pakistani hawks. They will again advance settlement of the Kashmir issue as a precondition for normal relations with India.

Nobody can deny the importance of the Kashmir issue, especially to the people of Jammu and Kashmir who have been wronged by both India and Pakistan. But the disastrous consequences of sustaining a costly confrontation until the Kashmir issue is resolved are too apparent to permit persistence in this policy.

While talks to move towards a Kashmir settlement acceptable not only to India and Pakistan but also, and more essentially, to the people of Jammu and Kashmir, should continue, progress or setbacks in this area must not obstruct other initiatives for cementing India-Pakistan friendship and cooperation. More and more people are realising that a Kashmir settlement will follow India-Pakistan friendship and not precede it.

Above all, peace-loving people in both India and Pakistan are getting weary of meetings and talks that do not result in increasing India’s stakes in a stable and prosperous Pakistan and Pakistan’s stakes in a stable and prosperous India. Apart from giving a boost to India-Pakistan trade it is necessary to think of joint industrial ventures and meaningful cooperation in the fields of agriculture, education, health and culture.

It is possible that the current political crisis in Pakistan will be advanced by one side or another to put India-Pakistan bilateral talks on hold. The time for using such arguments has passed. In today’s situation the only sensible course is to press on with establishing peace in the subcontinent regardless of the political crises in either country or a change of regime here or there.

DAWN.COM | Columnists | Resume talks with India

"Last day"

2009-10-27T23:35:00.002+05:30

“Today is the last day of an era past.”

Its not easy to wake up each morning, facing the mirror and asking yourself some foolish looking question....

"Is it my last day?",

Is this the day my relatives will cry hard, very hard for me; is this the day i was born for; have i done all the things i were inteded to do; have i actually conveyed the love to every individual who loves me; have i fulfilled my dreams; have i yet had my true love.........................

..........................Have i been ordinary or extraordinary?

Will i still be doing the same things i have planned to do?

There could be some yes and some no, but after answering each of the questions that pop out in some still corner of my mind, the grey cells still buzy in search for an answer to some of them and at the end all of this one feels like wandering in a blackhole of thoughts, questions, answers which run at an undetermined speed. And i end up rethinking if it is actually my last day ?

May be yes. Thats what i always think, because i am no spiritualist or a hand reader, i am no nearer to god than most of the people on this holy earth are. This makes me think what should i be doing if this happened to be my last day to make it the fullest. Whenever i find that there are too many nos in my answer i know that i have been wrong somewhere for what i should be doing if today is my last day, and believe me many a times i end up at a good job. The very thought of death removes the all the negatives and ignites what is actually i want. I remember a workshop i attended and i still feel thankful to the person who was conducting it in such a conducive atmosphere. He asked the students sitting, most of them in their early 20s to close there eyes and concentrate on a point in their mind ( It is very difficult for a person in that age group to actually concentrate for long), so he continued. I saw a person coming towards me as i (all were directed and so did it) was being directed and suddenly i realised it was me in my late 30s. He comes to me and THANKS me for all the decisions that i have taken in my life that has landed him up to such a very confortable place, for the carnal things i avoided despite being attracted to them and then he leaves away, leaving certain unaswered questions with me. "What were those decisions"; "When have i taken them?"; "Were they successful, all of them?". I think that day before i do any work because that encourages me to fight any situation, to start from the beginning.

I guess we all are born to do something, some do it ordinarily and some in a extraordinarily fashion, i always try to end up at an extraordinary answer but always land up with an ordinary solution, but then this always fanticizes me to think of some other solution, the same way Edison had found 1000 ways of how to not make a bulb. There has been always one thing that i like about me and that is i has always hated being at the number two position, it leaves me terrified.

And every night till now, i have found my soul inside my body, still enlightening me from within and preparing for the next day to ask the same questions...

"Is this my last day?"

On my last day,
Will they know that i love them?
Surely they would.
They've all done the best
That they could.

All they need to do,
Is to use their good virtues,
And put them to good use.
They all think this is the start
Of something new,
This is just the continuance,
Of all their previous events.

This new road,
Is really going to be tough.
There's one last thing to do......
Ask myself a question, from my soul,

Have i fulfilled my goals, should i be satisfied.

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There is a lot to learn from the Chinese !!

2009-10-25T14:29:00.000+05:30

Recently China made a "bang" on the 60th National Day Parade, a year before it conveyed a clear message to the world community about its intentions.Tanks rolled through the heart of the city, and fighter planes scissored the skies, the People's Liberation Army revealing 52 new types of weapons, including its latest nuclear missiles – all made in China, even a matuer can guess what the communist Nation is thinking down the line, a greater say in the world affairs so far the key to which remains with the United States. It has not been over a night or a mere glimpse of the Indian eye, it took them decades to dramatically transform the so called unsuccessful communist approach (in those days) to what we now see the second biggest economy in the world. They have worked way ahead of us, China's GDP is more than two times the Indian, so what is the problem with us, why haven't we? Don't we thrive for more, or are we satisfied with what we have got so far.

Prime Minister Dr. Manmohan Singh, not so stentorian guy, a soft speech economist vis-a-vis politician, i guess he has still not got all the traits of being a true politician, but i hope he may be learning it fast, asked the sleeping, dull and lethargic planning commision to get from the bed and take some steps to focus on the key areas such as the Indian Railways. Nearly two decades away they were behind us and now they are way beyond us, in a mere span of twenty years they have well executed the projects on schedule.

http://www.hindustantimes.com/Let-s-take-China-track-on-rlys-PM/H1-Article1-466603.aspx

Thanks to the political system which has recognised at least well educated politicians to represent India, but other than this our buruecratic system seems to be comparable to worst in the world. We in east and specially in India are very good at copying the West, thanks the irresponsible Indian media which abjures all the technical knowledge of a human being, but what we have missed is Nation neghouring us and we have ignored it till now. The Chinese Government has lighted the nights of people whereas nealry 75% of Indian populations still lives under drastic conditions.

The Prime Minister must know that piecemeal directions like the one that he has given are not going to make the Indian Railways get ahead of, or even close to, the Chinese, ever. Their railways has not steamed ahead in isolation by accident. Nor has ours failed to get any real move on vital national projects like the two dedicated freight corridors, among many others, by chance or due to bad luck. Or because India is a democracy.

Something has to be done about the sloth and the lack of purpose and pride that afflicts every government department. Something has to be done to put a sense of time and urgency into decision-making and enforce accountability. Something has to be done to end the colonial disconnect between arms of the government and the people, and involve the latter more meaningfully in governance.

Even the Russians, recently 'blessed' by democracy, are not letting that model of governance blind them to the needs of their country. In 1949, the People's Republic of China was born with an ideology it had aped primarily from the erstwhile Soviet Union. Exactly 60 years later, the balance of economic and ideological power has reversed. But Russia is not sitting either on false pride or the idea of democracy. As per a report in The New York Times, it is openly looking at China as a role model. Russian Prime Minister Vladimir Putin is examining how his country can emulate China which has used a one-party system to not only keep the country well-governed but also drive unparalleled economic growth. The Russians are keen to learn lessons from the divergent paths taken by the two countries in the last couple of decades in which Russia has had to endure dark days while China has carried out a similar shift smoothly and powerfully. We should have been doing the same too.

Ask any foreigner about India and he can relate it to poverty and slums and diseases, whereas they have developed their minds with China as synonym of progress. So where are we wrong, horribly wrong !! We need to pin-point the whole burueacratic setup and implement plans on a new and progressive scale if we want to pioneers, we have always been slaves at least.

Wake Up !

2009-09-21T03:30:00.004+05:30

Let us do some time travel , my third semester at IIT and my Mathematics course and Prof. Roshan Lal, not to stentorian, a class room full of 53 so called creams of this country, and suddenly the Prof. stopped on my name asking me to stand up, not a routine affair for me, i could not figure why this violent creature has choosen me to stand up. Anyways the story went on like this..

Prof: Are bhai, aapko kya lagta aapki attendance kitni hogi iis semester mein ?

Me : Sir, i guess itni to honi hi chaiye ki main exam mein baith saku....

( At IIT Roorkee 75% minimum attendance is required, otherwise a cool proffesor is what most students long for)

Prof: Waah, aapko to kaafi bharosa hai apne uupar, kamal hai !!

Me : (Silent, trying to laugh at my friends who were trying to laugh at me...you see this is a pretty weird situation when there are endless muted recriminations )

Prof : Baith jao, aur exam mein baithna hai to baaki ki saari classes attend kar lena.. (with a cruel smile on him face )

Me: ( not able to understand the gravity of the situation and still laughing, unaware that i could cry in near future if i dont take this situation & show some gravitas) Yes sure sir, but could you let me know how many classes are left for me ?? (puzzled)

Prof: bilkul bata sakta huu, ab bas ek class bachi hai aapke liye,tabhi aapki attendance 75 % ho sakti hai, ab to bhagwan hi aapka maalik hai

Me:( Suddenly my heart started pumping at double the rated speed and i didnt knew what to say or may be how to feel, i saw a back paper coming !!) Ok Sir !

Everything turned grey for me after the session, i had not imagined a backlog coming my way, i was feeling ill and my hospice was the class that was to be held a day after. So, every second was like an hour for me, drowned in thoughts of the next class.....mixed intractable feelings flashed in my mind .....backlog....a letter to my parents...a lot of bellitling...another course.....another grade sheet mentioning the back....questions in my placements interviews....questions in my CAT interviews(if i was selected)....ashamed and hectored in front of fellow students....God knows how i retraced myself into the present. It was hard for me, i wanted a cicerone for letting me out of this trouble, i was buzy in my own thoughts, my D-day was to arrive, although i knew that my feelings were quite ephemeral and would not last long but then at that moment of time you don't know what you want to do !

The heat in the in the surroundings gradually cooling down, sun going towards the west filling the lithosphere and the places beyond in red orange, birds chirping and calling their relatives back home, gentle wind filling the ambience with music of its own, the fan roaring some strange noises, vehicles passing in my rear-view but all that could not make me feel better, i was still at the same depth of the well in which i was just to get drowned and alas i could not do any better; yeah what i could do was to talk to my amigo's and sprinkle out some odd words for that humanitarian who had runied my day. But i didn't, just sat down alone, may be trying to coalesce with the almighty and praying to not do what he, i mean i thought was wrong for me.

Hours later, the darkenss inside me matched with those in surroundings, i picked up my cell phone and called everyone to WAKE ME UP for the class that held my destiny, turned on all types of alarms in all the electronic gadgets present nearby, hoping to get a sound asleep before hearing the judgement. Everyone went to bed and so did i, but i could not sleep, clock ticked 2 in the morning and what was i doing then, when the others were dreaming - some romancing, some having erotic, someone lavishly living, someone bereft of love, someone wet with horror, and all other kinds of social dreams. I went to get over the bottle of water, water could have let my throat go wet and my mind relax, blood cool and my heart run at the orthodox speed it does while we were sleep, how much water i needed more, already had three bottles. I jumped out in the balcony and thought of counting the stars present, i could recognise the Ursa Major and Pole star, hoped to get some more, so here was i, counted 8 stars so far and it continued, (you know it is the best pastime in the time, do sometime when you feel bored and lonely), 9,10,11,12,13...........101,201,301.....and then the confusion started, had i counted that one already or am i being presumtous? No, i have not counted that again; it wont matter. I dont remember how much i counted, but what i remember i just crossed the 1000 around 4.30.....and then i slept.......not aware that i was near to missing my dream class (which was the 8 AM class), i may have slept in my dreams, i dont remember, i could not hear the phone bells ringing or the alarms cacophony; there in my dream i felt someone calling my name and said " WAKE UP", you would miss your class, i dont remember it was a male or female,white or black or brown, i liked resisting to be awake, it then punched in my face, and i was there, sucking nostrils full of air that then rushed to my lungs to get more oxygen to supply to my heart which had quadrupled its pumping speed, i guess, to supply more fresh blood to my brain, which was having some telepathetic conversation with someone i didnt recognized. I looked up at the watch which read 8.05 AM, realising i was in a great trouble, ran straight to brush and then to cycle, no need to redress as i was wearing a decent one when i was trying to sleep last night, thinking to avoid this particular item from my itinerary on the D-day, turned the nitrobooster on and flashed like a jet.

When i reached the class, it was over, no one present, started feeling to cry at my heart but could not avow my feelings, rused to the teachers room and found some others like me wandering near the proffesors cabin, he called us one by one and gave asked for some execuse why he should not deprive of the end-term examination, and then converted some dot to "P", that letter i would never forget in my life which brought joy and laugh on my face, i felt at being on top of the world and wanted to hug someone, its like you just saw GOD and wanted to discuss how he talked to you with someone on this holy earth.

I thanked that "it", whatever it was for waking me up ! I know you are always there when one needs help, i know you always will and for that we will always love and worship you.

In rememberance!!

2009-09-17T21:34:00.004+05:30

I spent last day watching a movie " Marley and Me", which went on with a true and pure relationship between a dog and his master. It made those historical memories buried somewhere in my hippocampus to come into being; of my pet rabbit, i could hardly remember what i used to call him, his face. I could only remember is how we used to quarrel with each other for hours. He was a not exactly a pacifist when we were fighting but in all other ways he was a "Mahatma". He was one of the best things that was going in my life at that time. He was white as snow,red eyes and those two ever-standing years, white beard and some moustaches, he looked like an angel friend to me. I dont remember anymore how he used to call me, what i have with me is the love we shared together and will live in my heart.

I could still remember my alcarity to have him in my hands when my uncle first brought him to our home, he was very small, perhaps the size of a human palm, fast asleep in his dreams. I wondered how two of us would go, he was not so amiable but as time passed on, we coalesced, he became amenable. I was probably in the third grade or so when he became a part of our family, my best pal, we used to eat together, watch my favourite cartoons, i personally contrived for all his basic amneties and almost had copious time for him insoite of my hetic school days, its like we were both contingent on each other. I remember him recieving on the gate after school hours and the alacrity in me to welcome him with my arms open. He was very smart, he used to do the personal schedule at a very specific spot which would be later cleaned up, i dont know how these creatures respond to us but there is one thing that bound us, the care, devotion and love we have for each other. I construed all his signals, i remember his grunting and coming behing me all over (sometimes even in private places), we shared contiguous beds but i loved to keep him beside me. I can still feel the taste of the carrots that we shared, he could literally do anything for a carrot and that used to be my fun time, you can hold him down by his ears, apropos from the above timings he would bite you hard with his canines if one even dares too indulge in some argument with him.

I dont remember how many years we shared our brotherhood, because i thought he was with me forever and ever and times after that ever, but i was wrong, there is someone above us who takes care of everything, the catalyst of our unconditional love, but i cannot think of why sometimes he behaves in a style that shivers someone from within, life becomes a caricature, bereft hence forth. Noone can ever jufge his capricious and inevitable judgements, may be i am sounding like a callow but i know candor lies at my heart when feelings flow out of me when i remeber him. I dont understand human having a cynic attitude, may be thats how GOD made them; bureaucratic, adamant.

It was saturday if my memory serves me right, when i last felt him in my lap, had a usual quarrel with him, he got some tiny slaps on his cuty cheeks, got kissed and then i went to play. He was fine at that time, but you know there is something that is above that anybody on this mother earth can imagine and understand, i didn't had the slighest idea that i would return home that day only to find his corpse there leaving me to cry like hell, his soul wandering in the air trying to coalesce with mine, complementing mine. It was hard to control me at that time, my tears could have filled an ocean, i could feel my heart at my mouth pounding back and forth, but there was nothing i could do for him. He was gone, gone with the winds to his last destination, somewhere no living being can go; its like poison, you can't decide about the taste until you have a sip and then you are gone for ever.

You see, a pet has no likes for fancy cars....or big homes or designer clothes. A pet doesn't care if you're rich or poor..clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give 'em your heart and he'll give you his. How many people can you say that about? How many people can make you feel rare and pure and special? How many people can make you feel... extraordinary?

I would like to dedicate this post to him, whose memories cherish me till date and will do forever and ever !!

Holy Politics !!

2009-09-15T23:57:00.002+05:30

There is a cliche in our Indian mythology, alothough the new one, that if you want to nourish on the papers having Mahatma Gandhiji's picture, there are only three roadways leading there : Business, Bollywood and Politics. Politics has always been a fanticizing thing for me. It’s the most obvious symbol of power in India and no one has said this more eloquently but the current days politicians. I was abjected towards our politicians, but now some charisma drew them together on a new stage, probably a drama stage or may be am exaggerating but after the chagrin that government faced after media thrased two of its cabinet ministers ( would not like to name them ) when they were spending the bourgeois's wallet in their 5 star stay. The cacophony from the media censuring the delicious stay of the two grew at an exponential rate. Both of them were belittled by Hon. Finance Minister of India . The new politics of austerity is filling the ambience of this country, mentioning austerity one can't forget the Father of the Nation Mahatma Gandhi, although he was much clever and pacifist than our ministers today and he used austerity, like non violence, as a convincing political tool. He gave up his Savile Row suits and dressed up as what Churchill disparagingly described as the Naked Fakir. But it was this Naked Fakir who managed to win us our Independence by using those very weapons Churchill had once laughed at: Non violence, austerity, tolerance, simplicity. In Gandhi’s hands, each of them became powerful metaphors of change.

So taking a note of Mahatma's action, the ministers are flying in economy class, i heard one of the ministers quoating in a national daily that he would not fit in the small seats of economy class, O.M.G, we are having the country has produced more than one Khali's as it seems that only a person of his built is unsuitable for economy's class seat. Some tend to exihibit candor that the public travelling with them dont let them carry of their work, others have followed with a callow action. Health minister Gulab Nabi Azad was in Jaipur to open up something, organised laviously in a 5 star hotel with per day cost of more than 3 lacs and lunch and dinner amounting to 1500 and 1800 per head excluding the taxes, when it was the turn to clear the bill, the bill was sent for government clearance. When questioned he passed on by asking to media to highlight the good things of the convention, how can one situp if you are ruining his pocket one should ask Mr. Azad. Sources from the media have said the same convention could have taken at half the cost.

I read a daily quoating " Figures show that travel bills run up by our Union ministers form 75% of the annual expenditure of Rs 182 crore incurred on them. Salaries add up to barely 1%, which explains why they pay so little tax. If you add the actual rental value of the sprawling bungalows they occupy in Lutyens Delhi, the figure will be three times that. The upkeep of our President is even costlier. Her salary is barely 0.3% of the total money spent on her and that doesn’t include the perquisite value of the 360 room feudal residence she occupies, the world’s biggest home for any head of state. The rose garden alone could outbid Nariman Point. " Such is an enourmous stay of our ministers when there are uncountable still waiting for a shadow. Well, i agree that President and Prime Minister should be entitled to extreme confort but should it also be the same for their ministers.

Our feudal politics encourages them to do so. I’m lauding the sudden rediscovery of austerity in public life, But it’s still interesting to watch the issue being debated and Pranab Mukherji, like Mamta Banerjee and AK Anthony, is already travelling economy. and so does Sonia and Rahul very soon, I’m sure. For the FM would not have gone out on a limb to annoy his colleagues unless he had the tacit support of the Congress President and the PM. It also means this huge phalanx of ministers, with more to soon join them, will probably think twice before they indulge themselves on the taxes you and I pay in these difficult times.

" Long Live DEMOCRACY "

Love

2009-09-11T03:40:00.001+05:30

To define Love, if anyone asks, i would rather say it is pretty arduous to alloy it with words. Love has no boundaries, no sound; it is same when a cow loves its calf, when a mother feeds her baby, when a father hugs his child, when this wind touches us shivering us within, when this fire lightens our face, when one laughs, when one cries, when one is born and when one leaves this world closing their eyes forever, what is left behind is love shared. Indeed we rarely talk about love in its archetype, modern era has contained its meaning, it is a feeling that assuades away all the anguish, i beleive it is apotheosis of humankind.

You see we are governed by Gravitational forces, as pointed out by Sir Issaec Newton, but beyond something science fails to predict the facts, Love is also governed by the same forces, every human being is attracted or repelled by any other hot-blooded creature by the same forces. It decreases with distance but then the masses in the numerator cancel the distance effect, by masses one can mean the love bond they share, it gains it peak when we are away from the one we love. Let us hear an story, about how Love changes the course of anything.

There was a plant long ago, although it had just grown up from the seeds, started realising the emptyness that he felt within, although he was aristocratic, fed with water and nutrients by the mother nature, whom he loved dearly, he was somehow bonded in this matrix, aren't all of us bonded in this matrix.

To understand , what matrix i am talking about, let me give you an example, you are reading this blog on your computer, someone made the hardware and someone the software, that enables you to use your computer, imagine this on a bigger scale. Consider yourself as one of the pixels that makes this screen of your computer shine, God has made the hardware and software with which we have attached ourself. This is an infinite pixels computer in which we are living in, and all pixels bound together. If something goes wrong with the software, in this case our feelings, some parts go black.

So, the plant understood the artifice of mother nature and tried to close his vent, to assimilate all the love from his ambience but found it difficult, days passed by and after sometime a goat started paying regular visits to the area in which the plant grew up, something was common in both of them, the very touch of the goat appeased the plant, he felt almost like in heaven, and so did the goat. The goat didnt ate the leaves of the plants she had started to like. The plant roared with the winds dancing in style when he saw the goat, he would have loved to express his feelings but feared of being eaten up if the goat rejected his proposal, and as usual the goat being a female wanted to be proposed and not propose. This went on for quite a long, but there was someone behind the scene who didnt liked the budding love story, a rock living nearby. It was big, black rock as big as a mountain for both of them, he was no longer amiable to the plant or to the goat, he now changed the course of wind, so that the plant would not get the fresh air. The plant started dying because of this, he stopped taking nutrients from the mother nature, mother was appaled at his situation. She didnt had any way to make that big rock who was acting as a stubborn villain stop doing his cruel deeds. Noticing the detoriation in the health of the plant, the goat also stopped taking food, she felt like aloof, her days past sitting beside the rock crying and crying for help and mercy, but this didnt served the very purpose of the rock. This made him happy and more passionate towards his goal, which was to destroy the love between them.

The goat fearing the death of her love, started giving air to the plant by her mouth, she ran away kilometers to get him the fresh air, this made the rock more jealous, and he blocked the only way to the plant, the other being a river. Mother nature had not options, but to cry and only see one of her sons giggling and the other ready to meet the almighty, asking for help, he didnt wanted to die like this, the mother nature was clueless afterall she can't discriminate between her children. The goat came till the rock, and expressed her love for the plant, the plant in return shared his love to the goat, but the two lovers weren't satisfied with this, afterall they had seen dreams of being together in this life and after this life. So, the goat swam the river only to reach the plant, and started crying to see that her love would only last a few days. She passed her days beside the plant, serving him like a saint, loving her from within. The foolish rock didnt had any idea what love is, and so he had his share of enjoyment watching both the lovers crying in each others arm.

Few days later, both of them died aligned in each other. This made the rock realize the pain that he had caused to both of them. He stood to their feet, and asked to wake up, but alas there was no answer! The rock felt abated, abdicated, abhored himself, abjected. The only thing he could do was to cry and cry and to live to say the tale of the two lovers.

"Love has no boundaries, it is passionate, doesnot understands any animosity, is pure, only we can feel it, cant see it!"

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Rape: The ugly face of our society!

2009-08-21T19:36:00.000+05:30

If any other thing has seen any growth, besides our GDP, it is the number of cases registered against rape and sexual abuse. According to stats, a an increase of 31% it is growing exponentially. A 2006 report by the National Crime Records Bureau said in India a woman is raped every half hour and is killed every 75 minutes. Is this the rise of Women in India?, it is ridiculous, appalling. In this ambience that the current scenario is offering to the young women, the day is not far in which every one will be raped, and alas there would be no more to satisfy this male-dominated-society. We say we are gregarious, that is only when we talk, as if we were an anthropoid.

And this in 2009 - the 21st century, India claiming to be Superpower in years to come and such is the layout of our law and order. In a shocking incident, On July 23 evening, a young woman was stripped while being chased by a few youths in full public view on Patna's Exhibition Road. Amid nationwide condemnation of the shocking sight that made its way to a section of the TV and print media the next day, chief minister Nitish Kumar had ordered stern action against the culprits. The five accused were arrested the same day.Ok, they were arrested but think about that woman, will she amble the same way on the streets, will this society let her walk, in only one case when all the social animals suffer from "amnesia". But, it isn't how God made us, we dig deeper into someone's else matter, specially when the other feels hurt about it.

Where do the perpetrators get such courage and confidence from that they stop a running bus, pull out a woman and leave her by the roadside after raping her, that they trap a foreign diplomat and rape her in a car, that they catch hold of a college student and abuse her atop a building even as heavy traffic passes by a few feet below? How is it that a cop instead of protecting a young girl shuts her inside a police post watching the cosy drama and enjoying every minute of the show. How can one be so barbaric, cruel and violent? and instead of helping the victim, the society affronts her. There is an ugly, apparition, blake face of this society that comes out of the dark when such matters catch fire. Top police officers say the number of rape cases reported may not even be a fraction of the one that's actually committed. Social activists echo this. For every woman who reports her violation, there are 10 who will not speak up. This shows the growing mentality of Indian community, we always look towards the west when shortcomings in family matters( especially sex) comes up, every Indian has a notion that sex is like a gameshow in the west, but the demon lies within !

What happens after a rape, a case is registered against the criminal, nearly 30 million cases alredy pending, when the victim will get her justice. The only justice that these victim can get is to throw these perpetrators in the villages of Guyana, where man rapes man, then only they can feel the pain, the grief that they cause during there 10 minutes show. Many still persuade the rapist to marry his victim - but there is urgent need for another three-pronged effort. One, investigating agencies will have to be sensitized on how to deal with such cases. Two, society at large will have to change its attitude towards victims and make the leap from judgemental censure to empathy. Three,it is enough to kill the spirit of most women and for those that can transcend this psychological brutality there is the crude questioning by cops and lawyers, something many victims say is like going through a second rape, it should be stopeed. In this article,
http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/news/city/patna/Rape-victim-chases-tormentors-on-road/articleshow/4917128.cms
i guess this is the new face of our society.

The days are not far when India will not be a safe place for Women and the medieval age will start, keeping women locked in home, fearing!

SRK detention: Not a publicity stunt

2009-08-18T21:15:00.000+05:30

The country witnessed a major setback on the 63rd Independence Day eve, when Shahrukh Khan, the impetus of Bollywood community was stopped for a checkup, after the securities glanced at "Khan" in his nomenclature, well not a misnomer. SRK is an synonym of success and hardwork in the Indian Cinema,a prominent figure, as well as a film producer and television host. He has been part of numerous commercially successful films and has earned critical acclaim for many of his performances. During his years in the Bollywood, Khan has won thirteen FilmFare Awards, seven of which are in the Best Actor category.

Shahrukh's incident has evoked many reactions, especially with our beloved President Dr. Abdul Kalam, although this annihilation was on a foreign land, the latter was witnessed on our motherland. After then, numerous incident have been started pouring onto the websites; dolorous, doleful. Some have even questioned SRK asking him to step down his cheap publicity moves, aren't those comments fractious? Is it only homicide punishable in law, this a bonhomie, well it is not ! After starring in over 70 films and having ruled Bollywood for nearly two decades, does SRK needs stunts to draw mob to his latest release? I am not a big SRK fan, unabashedly so. Some of his movies have been excellent, others downright trash. All the same, he has brought smiles to a billion Indians. We are no more living a medieval age, where people were not liberal, freedom was yet to be conceived, this is 21st Century. Its a pity for us, we don't stand together when needed. The recent remarks by one of our minister, Ambika Soni describing her expriences, and demanding a law to tighten the security for every American National laying off their luggage on Indian soil, is this the only outcome of this pernicious situation? Abdul Kalam silently watched the drama over his name, but is it necesaary that all the Khans that India has produced would do the same, it is a point that there are numerous KHANS been into these kinds of trouble, of them one raised his voice., and see what our National friends are doing to him, calling it a publicity stunt, shame on them. They are the one who cry first when are attacked on racial basis. Bloody Idiots ! Shah Rukh Khan said he didn’t feel bad that airport authorities questioned him, but what really hurt him was the question they popped at him several times, “Your name is very common. Can anyone vouch for you to enter here?” Common name? Who decides being a 'Khan' is criminal? Ask those morons can't anyone vouch for a White if he comes to India?

US officials may be following their rulebook, but are we? This relates to yet another incident of the last week, on the eve of the inauguration of the World Badminton Tournament in Hyderabad, the English team suddenly walked out of the tourney. They did so citing security concerns. They took a decision after reading a front page report of the Hyderabad edition of the TOI that stated that security was being tightened because the intelligence perception was that there was a terrorist threat to the players and the venue of the tournament. This raised the eyebrows, a digress to the charm of innaugaration evening, the rows were empty after the English pullout. P.C rushed to the situtation, bought a Rs.1000 ticket and watched the tournament matches, thus downplaying the rumours of an attack. I guess that time has come to review our security loopholes, abrogate old rules, especially the VVIP rules, positioning close together the rich and the poor. I am not asking us to adpot the rude measures that the west has started, but at least they should learn the exact meaning for tit-for-tat. Remember Angelina Jolie-Brad Pitt's India visit, one of their bastards attacked the mob when those innocents were feeling the heat to watch these white faces. We don't want those whites to visit the country untill and unless they pay a respect for the country they are in, in this regards i realise that Islamist nations are pretty much aware of this fact, we Indians are only running after the semblance of the West. Whom are we trying to fool?

On one hand, we are annoyed when a calm gentleman was in such a turmoil, what happened to Kalam was atrocious as he is a national icon and here again another National icon is in same position and we are questioning his authenticity. We should stop being in such an embroil, and instead help the fellow citizen.

Religion

2009-08-18T13:06:00.000+05:30

A religion is an organized approach to human spirituality which usually encompasses a set of narratives, beliefs and practices, often with a supernatural or transcendent quality, that give meaning to the practitioner's experiences of life through reference to a higher power, God or gods, or ultimate truth. Religion has always been a subject of extreme diatribe between the followers. There are affluence instances of acrimonious conflictions and fracas, whether it be the origin of Jesus Christ or Sai Baba, this subject has always been momentous. But one thing, one cannot digest from this theocratic system is the superstitious beliefs it has always tried to glue to the followers. Religion in a wise man's terms is a system of faith and worship, helping an individual to coagulate the string that links it to the omnipresent, omnipotent, omniscient one, it is not an onus to be fulfilled by everyone. Even an agnostic believes the omnipresent but he fears to disclose it to others, and keeps the thoughts adumbrated.

We can imagine this macrocosm as a super-computer, i don't know the exact specifications and ideas with which it was created, nor i have taken a carnal glance, its so capacious that we all are unknown by its prescence around us, circumnavigating our corpse. Religion in the present atmosphere has gained some significance due to the growth of Science but still vast amount of masses are superstitiously following it in a blind manner. Our antecedants have must worked hard to embroil us into this antiquated system of belief, magnamious efforts must have been vested out to fill the grey matters with their astonishing facts, incessant. Science tried to adjourn, but great thinkers were either jailed, or were encumbered to express their feeling in public. The cosmos has witnessed such instances before, be it Galileo, or any other palpable human. You see there is a demarcation line between Religion and Science, although both are abut, Religion rely on revelation while science relies on observable, repeatable experiences.

I grew up with the impression that science and religion were incompatible. Maybe it was because I went to school, and my teacher thought I was trying to be sarcastic when I asked things like, "If the priest is infallible, why did he say that Galileo was wrong about the sun being the center of the universe?". When she answered, "Because the priest didn't know any better", I said, "Isn't he supposed to know better if he's the the nearest to the God, at least it is what is pre-assumed in our society?", and the teacher told me to stop asking dumb questions and said we'd get into it later (which of course we never did). So out of fear of flunking fifth grade religion AND science, I adopted the policy that what was taught in Science class applied only to science, and ditto for Religion.

Years later, I realized that maybe my questions weren't so dumb. Some people spend their lives trying to bring out the similarities between religion and science, while others spend their lives trying to tear the two apart. One needs to explore possible reasons why these two opposing sides have never been able to find common ground enough to unite upon.

In todays era, religion is being suppressed by scientific fact, we can find science filling the gregarious human minds, although it fills a fragment, but it still has enough to induce and make it's position more secure, it is fervid and effervescent. I can't personally believe the Islamist groups abetting people, egregious outcomes have occured making this cloister society to witness holocasts, this habitat once desroyed is incorrigible. I recently came across the news about an Islamist terrorist organisations discouraging the people to stop television, terming is "UnIslamic", i guess they should be more pellucid on the fact that "What actually is Islam's teachings?" Is it having a carnage as a carnival as what they are doing somewhere incribed on a manuscript or a megalith, or to bring the people together. One of the questions that Hinduism is facing is the number of Gods existing, approximately 330 million entities we are worshipping, one can't reach heaven because the road to heaven pass through their pilgrimages, it means then not even a single Hindu in today's life is entitled to this Godly place as one can't visit all in a single lifetime. I am not saying that the moral mores of our religion is placed on a blind approach, but even the inventor of this matrix wouldnt have thought of this system going haywire. The present era is a result of mutants which were created as a first experiment of this universe, but the almighty is not liable for our causes and griefs, he is extremely generous, immortal, and nascent as he used to be when creating this universe. A nihilism is required to renovate this existing setup, all the regions cooperating with each other.

Note: My Views are not against religion, or GOD but only against the practices that we follow to verify the existence of the omnipresent.

The saga of "Skipper, Kowalski, Private and Rico"

2009-08-07T09:35:00.000+05:30

To start with the post, let me introduce you to the cast of this story. Meet Skipper, commonly called Ruchi, pseudonym Shivendra Arya; Meet Kowalski, Deepak is his misnomer, Meet Private a neophyte in the modern age, perhaps his parents thought of new word to name this child, a pretty wise name So-i-k-a-t. I should give a premonition to you when you meet him, not so ludicrous but too much loquacious, will eat your mind with his pernicious jokes. Meet Rico, thats me Ravi!

Let me go back to August 1st, 2006, summers ending in most of India and its a new feeling for the 500 odd students who cleared the JOINT ENTRANCE EXAMINATION and have read the doctrine of INDIAN INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY ROORKEE. All of them were neonate to the college system, have spent their days-and-nights studying hard, and among all of them were these four allies. Everyone transmiting the fear of ragging, and thats how some of the best friends are born, but in their case it wasn't. To levitate things, Rico and Private were destined to be neighours whereas Skipper and Kowalski were first roomies and then after 2 door away neighours. My first visit to F-72, private's room was after our registration. Soikat with his father were opening up the suitcases, and soikat, i remember him ,what a cute-face-baby, although antidiluvian he was to me at the first cursory look. I dont know, but there was something palpable in him, felt like a neonate to me, but later i found that i had miscontrued him. Later that day, four of us (Me and my father and soikat and his father) went out for a quick shopping, imbued by the natural beauty of the institute, we wanted a sojourn at each and every corner. Seconds-hours-days passed and our friendship coagulated as fast as bacteria converts milk into curd as soon as you put lemon, several instances have occured which tried to debilitate our friendship, several diatribes happened to disband us, but soon they all gave up. I remember once we quarelled over a comb, i took his comb and lost it somewhere, he came over to me, definately not in a good mood, tried to invade me and decimate my room, a real cloister, that was among the first of the diatribes. One of the most funniest things with us was our combined dream, we saw a combined dream which was never destined to be true; joined as mechanical engineers, we thought of deviating to the Computer Science stream by branch change, but for that one needs to study. At the end of our first semester, our grade sheets floater in our heads for a long time, i turned out to a seven point someone and private five point, skipper and kowalsky both turned six pointers, thus shattering the lovely dream of private and rico. Never mind, we thought, we are better for second semester, it passed away, although private gained two points, listing in the second pointers, i made no significat development and joined private in the list.

G-23, in the new wing of Rajendra Bhawan, saw completely different roomies, one from Kanpur and other from Delhi, Kowalsky and skipper. Kowalsky was a gregarious geek, whereas skippers life turned out to be haphazard, egregious, heterogenous.

All of use were neophytes, thus came close in a month or so, then we shifted to Cautley Bhawan and have occupied our residences till date ! How we chose ourselves as Skipper, private, kowalsy and rico is an intersting story. One fine afternoon, me and kowalsy were watching "Madagascar 1", an impetus in deepak's one ounce grey matter signalled to refer soikat as private, and then after all the names followed on, that was a nice nomenclature, a cognomen for everyone!

"Always a Backbencher"

2009-08-06T13:39:00.000+05:30

Most of my friends including me will agree to the fact that we have always pleased the back-benches. Be it school-days or attending lecture classes in college, we always have a carnival at the last benches. One thing for sure that you are not audible to the teacher and your auditory powers seems to end up when the remarks and warning arrives. Everyone is an autocrat in the last bench, you can gossip, pass paper planes, have a look at Novels, even some of Romeos have ended the period murmuring in the mobile phone to his Juliet ! That is a benevolent utilisation of time, beneficient to everyone in the class. People like us captivate the attention of the teacher in even a capacious room, but that makes no difference, we are incessant. When asked about what is being so seriously discussed at the back, every individual has his own circumlocution of answering the teacher. Sometimes, a back-bench is so much coagulated by the people of same creed that only sound coming in the class is from the back-benches, making the professor to think whos teaching ?

And what surrounds the atmoshephere of the back-benches is only non-sense talk, every one is credulous, such is the incredible tale of these people. Every individual in cresented towards each other, thus avoiding the black board and the proffesor. They are now and then inculpated but who cares? Chirping should not stop at the back, its an offense. Talks are cursory, corpulent, chronic and diatribe with a gradual increase in the loudness of voice always echoing in the class. A demagogue is born between this ! There is antiquated saying " Last Benchers are always first bechers in life ", whatever it be true or false. There is no diction while speaking to each other, everyone has his own share of words to share.

I have been myself always been in the back-benches, may be i loved it away from the noise and pollution of the holy class. I remember my days in school, when the chronic chats would continue for the next day, sometimes next week too !! It was always a boy-boy talk, boy-gal talk don't last much, someone is bored, usually boys first ! I used to pass an in-offensive expression even though knowing my offense, but i liked it that way. There was no indcution in my group, in my school days, it was me, Ravi Pradeep, Anand, Shashank, Chandan Mota sharing the PJs and Non-vegs in the class and in college the names changed to Soikat, Deepak, Himanshu, Devendra, Shivendra, Akhil, Sudhir; what didnt changed was me. I hope that the story remains the same for each of them when its their turn to say.Once one of my friends was caught when he tried to capture the teacher on a drawing sheet, and he was culpable and the inculpated, not because he was sketching the teacher but because he was bad at copy paste. The teacher got screwed when he saw his nose curved, ears frowling and toungues squeezing away from the body, however the benign teacher saved him from talking to principal and was laughing at the imagination of my friend later in the class.

Back-benchers have their own non-intervened life. No-worry what is being taught in the class, the jokes continue. Jumping on proxies, giggling, playing games,sleeping, waiting for the teacher to turn so that we can run out the class are some of the most flavored hobbies of this group of people. Ask a back-bencher what passes on him when he is told to pay a visit to the front bench, its like complete one hour torcher.

Whatever happens, we will always love the last-benches !

Our actors should be more responsible!

2009-07-31T18:28:00.000+05:30

Last week I was reading a column by Emraan Hashmi, a complainant in which he said was denied an apartment because of his religion. He could not provide a single instance that would substantiate his arguments. I was pained to see that instead of upholding the values of a justifiable secularism and fairness, these celebrities wanted to buy a few headlines through cheap gimmicks and didn't mind vitiating the communal atmosphere. They virtually had no argument, no facts to prove their so-called grievances, yet tried to humiliate and belittle a majority that has been so supportive of their careers and given them unlimited love without considering which religion they belong to. That they will return the love of people by maligning them speaks of their own deep-rooted prejudices against the majority.

Emraan Hashmi, who didn’t get fame through excellence in acting but by a stunt of kisses, has done a male Rakhi Sawant on the nation with gullible people watching in shock and a trivialized media lapping it up as a five-rupee ice candy. To such a shameless person who earned money and headlines with the majority Hindu support and showed the temerity to abuse them so fictitiously for the apparent reasons to buy media coverage for his coming movie, a severe punishment must be given charging him of vitiating the communal atmosphere and provoking hatred among people who are already fatigued with post-terror-strike trauma. In a country where the biggest house of the land — the Rashtrapati Bhavan — and the chief minister’s bungalow in Mumbai had been occupied by Muslims, Hashmi raised a fictitious issue to malign the majority and the land for cheap publicity. Nobody would object if the housing society is found guilty and punished, but what if Hashmi is proved a liar? Shouldn’t he be given an exemplary punishment simply because he wanted to kill the residual harmonious relations between the communities?

In any case, every house owner and a community-based society reserves the right to decide whom to sell or rent out property it owns. Like in Delhi and other cities, the feelings based on biradari or community bonds matter more than anything else. There are colonies for journalists and it’s very difficult, if not impossible, for a non-media person to get a house there. In IAS officers’ colonies, an IFS officer finds it difficult to get a house. It's the biradari feeling; everyone likes to live in a group with which he shares the worldview and can communicate. Likewise Punjabis face problems in finding a house on rent in many Delhi localities and in a Muslim-dominated area Hindus won’t be entertained — see the Okhla-Batla House locality. Many houseowners won’t rent out their property to meat-eaters even if they are Hindus and in some areas Tamils and Bengalis are preferred for being cool and peaceful, while in other areas they are not. So should it become mandatory for everyone to sell or rent out his property to anyone liking it? It’s an obscene proposition. One can try to change the communal biases through various other means but the way Hashmi has chosen. Persons like Hashmi give a bad name to their community also by raising such petty issues as a cover for advance publicity for their coming movies. Hence all Muslims and Hindus alike, in a show of solidarity that upholds values of the Indian tricolour, must refuse a house for a communally hateful Hashmi in Maharashtra for at least a year. That will serve as a deterrent for other "Rakhi Sawants" also who raised the issue of woman’s dignity — and earned publicity — through Women’s Rights Commission, etc, gained a hefty fee rise in the tinsel market and of course more roles.

Of late a tendency to use secularism for ruffling Hindu sensitivities has been dangerously on the rise. Someone has to work out a balance and mark a point where all such largesses would end. One segment of our society gets — on purely religious grounds — government reservations, special bank loans, segregated universities which receive huge amounts of grants from Saudi Arabia and Iran and open special centres to encourage learning about a world that breeds Taliban and terrorists. And collect donations to help those who have been accused by Delhi police as waging a war against the nation. Have you ever wondered why Muslim universities are always tagged to the Arab world and never think to have special centres to study our neighbouring countries like Nepal and Sri Lanka which have closer and friendlier civilisational ties with India? Why always the language and culture of those areas which have sent attackers and marauders to India find a warm heart on such campuses? Why not a Thai, a Laosian or a Cambodian study centre?

Every Khan in Bollywood lives on the money and popularity earned from non-discriminatory Indian people that goes beyond religious fault lines but not a single Khan has ever raised his voice in favor of justice to Hindus in any incident that involved their brutalization by jihadis or like-minded extremist elements. An unconfirmed incident of an "apartment sell refusal" becomes a national issue as the media take it up, simply because a Muslim was involved. But never, even for once, has a Muslim taken up the cause of Kashmiri Hindus ousted from their ancestral property in Kashmir and exiled to live as refugees in their own independent motherland called India. Neither a Shabana nor a Mahesh Bhatt raised his voice against the refusal of Kashmiri Muslim leaders to give "even an inch of land" to Amarnath pilgrims, for yatra camps. There are Muslims who win elections from Hindu majority constituencies, yet would not hesitate to hit at Hindu sentiments. Should that be taken as a token of their secularism? Why can't we have the spirit of Indianism above all boundaries?

This is so pity for Indian Cinema. Our actors should be more responsible!

Should we only "Talk"?

2009-07-30T21:19:00.000+05:30

Perhaps this is the best word that defines the working of Indian Government. We have always avoided embroiling in our own endemic affairs. The only option left with the government is "TALK", the reason may be because our country has stopped producing politicians like Indira Gandhi, who instead of talking was always ready with decisions. The recent meeting of the Indian Prime Minister with his Pakistani counterpart at Sharm-el-sheikh, Egypt seems to say so. Why can't we take some action that is heard? I am not encouraging the thought of a war, but at least we should speak out loud so that the other one listens it carefully. India cannot go into a nuclear war with Pakistan, agree to that but should we be enamoured in "TALKS". Are the Pakistanis only talking, not they aren't. States like Pakistan who are sponsoring terrorism on their soil, they have done their part. Infact, they are involved in a surrogate war with India. Since we are a status-quoist power, our mechanisms for offense are designed for counterattack, not attack. When we did attack in the special circumstances of Bangladesh, we left within four months of completing our mission. We had no territorial aims. Pakistan's armed forces, in contrast, still play war games whose end-point is Srinagar.

I am not arguing over the peace process once again started by Dr. Manmohan Singh. His intentions are clear, to stop this debilitating, suicidal malaise. I don't know what this peace process has bought us, yeah it has brought fear among Indians of another terrorist attack. In 1972, Indira Gandhi bought Bhutto's plea that what remained of Pakistan would crumble without her sympathy. She did not insist on a written agreement ending the Kashmir dispute along the Line of Control. Atal Bihari Vajpayee reached out to shake Pakistan's hand at Lahore, and got slapped in the face at Kargil.We have to stop this nonsense dialogue with those who do not understand the very meaning of "TALK". The 1971 war was a huge blow to Pakistan and it accepted peace only because of the incapabitlity of fighting war with India. But with the rejuvenation of its army by the American aids, it has once again started the old age practices in the region. What happened in the last meeting of Mr. Singh with Mr. Gilani, that showed us that India is capable of becoming a Superpower. Did America talk with Iraq or Afghanistan before runing every part of their country. No !! I know we can't act in the same way, but we shouldn't behave that we are?
The Mumbai outrage among people, the blasts should show not to start those never-ending "TALKS" with them. PM Manmohan Singh gave a statement today on the India-Pak joint statement, clearing the air and releasing the pressure on him which was building on him after the meeting. But he should not forget that Pakistan can never act as emollient to our wounds. The first statement from Pakistani side after KASAB, the lone terrorist captured was "The confession is made by a person under the custody of Indian jail authorities. It is no evidence." Does Pakistan wants to digest his statement after he is rewarded by ISI? Pakistan is still interested in the least it can do, not the most. It will not be doing India any favours by arresting Lashkar-e-Toiba chief Hafeez Sayeed. It will be meeting its obligations under international law.

The Indo-Pak conflict was begun by Pakistan within six weeks of freedom because it wanted to seize the Kashmir valley from India. There is only one way to end it: a treaty in which Pakistan abandons its claim to the Kashmir that is now a part of India. Kashmir has never been a part of Pakistan. The economy of the Islamic Republic of Pakistan is suffering with high inflation rates well above 26%, and the main reason is the political instablity in the country. Pakistan should not forget that terrorism is eating them from inside. An iron rod can be prevented from being rusted from outide, but the rust will eat it up from inside. The same is with India and Pakistan, Pakistani people are busy in destroying the country. The ISI, not famous for doveish sentiments, has already clamied for planting a dossier blaming India not only for Balochistan but also for the attacks against Sri Lanka's cricketers in Lahore, such cowardish acts by them should not encourage us to "TALK". The blasts in India started only after we started a discussion with Pakistan, lending our helping hand. India has never been on backfoot on supporting Pakistan on any issue. India backed Pakistan when Pakistan's GDP showed a negative trend, and what we get from their side? Always ready to attack ! Is this what an Indian citizen wants? No, is the answer so let me put this question to our ministers on why they love to "TALK" ?

Indian leadership should rise us from the level of "TALK" and take some concrete steps to discourage any cowardish steps from our neighour. The moment of truth must come, soon. If our PM get explicit commitment from Islamabad, he will be a hero. If not please stop this dialogue !!

Aren't we racists?

2009-07-27T19:03:00.001+05:30

As i was surfing on web today, Timesofindia.com flashed the news of attack on an Indian journalist in Australia. The attacks on Indians in Australia have once again raised the ugly head of racism. It has once again started the ugly debate on racism. I think Indians are now-a-days the biggest target of racism, whatever the reason may be. But we should not forget that we are targeted not just by British yobs or Australian thugs but, first and foremost, by our own compatriots. It's because we are so racist ourselves that we are so quick to react to a racist slur: it takes a racist to catch a racist. The bull can't react to the red color if he hasn't seen that before !!

From times immemorial, we have always been fighting among ourselves, be it caste system or any orthodox outdated mentality. Caste is India's unique contribution to the lexicon of racial bigotry. In India, racism is generally based on color. The so called " Chitti Chamri" always try to pass those obsolete comments so easily. Why is dark a symbol of hate for us? If you know that the original inhabitant of the subcontinent were dark-skinned who merged with the white-skinned "Aryans". Or may be its the result of the British rule. One thing what the Britishers best did to the Indians, was to destroy their self esteem, culture and generated a quest for the white language. Still, in many parts of our country we see the dalits being ill-treated. Stories flash now and then on the news channels, but then we don't want to hear that. People from the north-east are said to have 'Chinky' (Chinese) eyes.

This is more seen in the North Indians, they always try to divide on base of skin color.
for example, let us take the case of the people of Maharastra or Punjab, they always have a pity feeling for the people of Bihar and UP. What happens when they go abroad and are treated the same way, with which they treat their Indian brothers on thier very own motherland. Is it correct to question the Aussies or Britishers if our blood contains the same virus. Our racism is colour-coded in black-and-white terms: white is intrinsically superior and desirable; black is inferior and undesirable, and so is theirs. So, why we always complain ?

You see one thing that the Indians excel is at the complain and blame game. No one on this earth can outrun us in this marathon, we are way ahead others. We don't have the notion that what we are doing with others, we should be prepared to face it also. We don't try to take our friends along with us on the road to excellence, on the contrary we try to abuse them racially if possible and where luck permits.

No wonder we can't stand racism. It reminds us disquietingly of the face we see in our own mirror.

Don't you know who I am?

2009-07-27T14:38:00.000+05:30

Haven't we all cringed a thousand times hearing that awful sentence, "Don't you know who I am?". You see in India every second person thinks himself/herself a VIP, or rather a VVIP or may be more than that. This reflects our bureaucratic, feudalistic mindset and outdated,age old consciousness. But no change, we are always on the same path. Here in India, the louder the person bellows, the lower some minion bows. Everyone here expects the same treatment that VIPs get or rather demand that. The recent drama over the frisking of our beloved President Dr. Kalam makes one believe all the political huffing and puffing surrounding the 'unpardonable' act is nothing but opportunism parading as patriotism. He had not objection but except him everyone had a problem, media ,our ministers; may be they are afraid that this could be repeated with them. The ex-prezzie showed his class because what is necessary is necessary.

I recently saw a papercut showing Lord Macaluay's address to British Parliament in Feb, 1835 and it clearly tells what we have actually become. The exact quote was

"I have travelled across the length and breadth of India and I have not seen one person who is a beggar, who is a thief, such wealth I have seen in this country, such high moral values, people of such caliber, that I do not think we would ever conquer this country, unless we break the very backbone of this nation, which is her spiritual and cultural heritage, and therefore, I propose that we replace her old and ancient education system, her culture, for if the Indians think that all that is foreign and English is good and greater than their own, they will lose their selfesteem, their native culture and they will become what we want them, a truly dominated nation"

Isn't this true?

The visit of Madam Clinton, the secretary of state of USA reflects the way we treat our foreign dignitaries as if they are no less to GOD, ain't we? No doubt she is a world figure, but then rules are rules. No less, no more fore any one. Compare our breathless fawning over the American secretary of state to North Korea's terse dismissal of Hillary as a "primary schoolgirl. What a shame, why this rush, coverage, always ready to genuflect at the feet!! I wonder what would happened if she was frisked by an Indian Airlines official, would she still be insisting that "Every Country has the right of self protection". I think no, a huge crue and drama would have followed on. But we are no good. It is our own people who would have instantly exempted her, as they frequently do with other famous faces.

Now, the time has come when we have to change. We need to understand why the bowing and scraping always goes on in the first place. It is time we scrap these stupid exemptions and make one rule for all, regardless of status or position. This may lead to several ruffled egoes to begin with, but soon everybody will fall in line.

10 years of Vijay Diwas

2009-07-26T11:47:00.000+05:30

On July 26, 2009 India will be celebrating 10 years of victory on Pakistan. The war fought at Kargil consumed a lot of soldiers from both sides. Recently i read Pakistan's former President claim that Kargil made India talk about Kashmir and i had so much pity on this dictator who was outvelied from Pakistan.e Indian Armed Forces have a long tradition of valor and courage, in the face of overwhelming odds. Nowhere was this better demonstrated than in the heroic endeavors made by Victory was never easy out there, with the Indian soldiers at the bottom of the hill and the enemy at the top. But, when it comes to country our soldiers have proved that every intruder has the same fate, death. The cause of the war was the infiltration of Pakistani soldiers and Kashmiri militants into positions on the Indian side of the Line of Control (LOC), which serves as the de facto border between the two states. During and directly after the war, Pakistan blamed the fighting entirely on independent Kashmiri insurgents, but documents left behind by casualties and later statements by Pakistan's PM and Chief of Army Staff showed involvement of Pakistani paramilitary forces, led by General Ashraf Rashid. The Indian Army, later on supported by the Indian Air Force, attacked the Pakistani positions and, with international diplomatic support, eventually forced withdrawal of the Pakistani forces across the LOC. Post war tensions led India to increase its military spendings. With both Countries having nuclear arsenal, it was a threat for a bigger war. The blueprint of the attack was recieved soon after the appointment of Pervej Musharraf.

Today as we celebrate the 10^th Anniversary, we salute our officers and men who maintain eternal vigil along the vast international borders encompassing some of the most inhospitable terrains in the world to preserve the integrity of our country. Kargil also saw a number of heroic moves from our brave soldiers.

Our first Nuclear Submarine

2009-07-26T11:25:00.000+05:30

Indian navy is set to join the elite group of US, China, France, UK and Russia on Sunday when Prime Minister Dr. Manmohan Singh wife Mrs. Gursharan Kaur cracks the auspicious coconut to give a go to the indigenously built nuclear powered submarine INS Arihant. Water will fill the dock and the submarine will be set for a sail underwater. The launch of the submarine is said to put India in the exclusive league of five other nations capable of designing and building their own nuclear submarines. This is a historic moment for every Indian citizen. With over $2.9 billion spend on the project and lasting for nearly 11 years, the 6000 tonne submarine will be go for trails in first phase of two years before being put fully into service.
INS Dega in Visakhapatnam will watch this historical moment on Sunday, thus revealing the extension of Indian Navy. The navy will add another feather in its cap. Sunday's launch falls on Vijay Diwas, the victory of Indian Soldiers on their Pakistani Counterparts. Christened Arihant, Ari in sanskrti means enemy and hant the killer. India had in the past leased from the erstwhile Soviet Union a nuclear submarine INS Chaka in 1987 and returned it in 1991. With more than Rs. 3000 crore being spent on INS Arihant, the subamrine is powered by nuclear reactor which will generate steam which will then run the propellers. A nuclear submarine can stay for much longer periods than a convenetional diesel one and also travel at nearly double speed. The submarine is also equipped with Nuclear ballistic missiles and will be put in bay of bengal. The government is planning for more of those submarines in the near future.

Jai Hind !

FriendGirl vs GirlFriend

2009-07-25T18:50:00.001+05:30

Well to start with this blog, i must thank the almighty for starting such a never-ending discussion on "Girls". Now you may think that is not true, but one must have heard about the egg-chicken story. We can argue our entire life on a given topic and on the dying moment still left at the dot from where we began. So, someone must have started the thread so may be him !!

One of my friend defines girl as " GHOST IN REAL LIFE" ! (and to every boy that means that), so leaving that neverlasting discussion i would simply compare this difficult parts. Now by merely having a look at both these words, and if the person knows mathematics one can say that the conjunction theorem can be applied and both heads are equal. Here comes a big "BUT" which challenges the theory. Well wikipedia has a meaning for girlfriend, it says Girlfriend is a term that can refer to either a female partner in a non-marital romantic relationship or a female non-intimate friend that is closer than other friend.

So if thats true, everyone feels lucky when having one. But i suppose most of the bachelors out there like me would disagree to that. Its after having them makes you realise that you are in danger zone and you want yourself out of that. That sweet voice is eating your lungs and killing your mind. I am not saying that there are no exceptions in this category, but yeah we dont count exceptions!

So now Friendgirl, its quite a big thing to find them and once they are with you, you feel good. I remember one of seniors giving me advice" Dont make any beautiful Friendgirl, otherwise soon they will become your girlfriend and then the whole drama starts" ! I havent forgotten those words, afterall human race learns from mistakes. So, here are we discussing our second category. So this is the most adorable category in the child age. Boys love to make friendgirls, and am no exception to that. But the real drama starts in school, thank god in Indian schools&colleges we dont have a western culture other wise this category would have ceased to exist as all the friendgirl would have been converted to girlfriend and then nothing interesting would have been left in a man's life. So, i remember my schooldays, the most awesome days i had in my life and it was without girlfriends, i enjoyed my time with my friendgirls. After entering into college, every crooked mind(not me) wants to have his own piece of cake (Girlfriend) to enjoy with, but these cakes cost them their fortune. I rememeber one of my friends wasting his pre-college & college life with a girl only to learn later that she was his friendgirl. Poor boy! But this category never lets you down and is always there to help you. They dont find a change in you or your behavior like one's girlfriends lists him out.

I know Mr. X, now he had been very fine with girls all his life but is afraid of making a girlfriend, he always settles down for friendgirl and is very happy and rising in his life. On the contrary, there is a Mr. Y having loads of girlfriends, always enjoying with them and spending his fortune on them. When i talk to Mr. Y, he always talk of a chemical formula (Women :The most effiicient money reducing agent know to exist to man-kind).

So, its very difficult to compare them. Having a friendgirl lets you to share your bitter experiences in life with her and having a girlfriend lets you to taste those bitter moments in your life. Having a friendgirl lets you feel free whereas having a girlfriend glues you to the stupid mobile phone. Having a friendgirl does not washes money away from you whereas having a girlfriend means a lot of gifts. Having a friendgirl doesnot makes you butter her now and then but when you have a girlfriend you should be mastering this act. You have to give so many excuses to your girlfriend but there is no need for that for friendgirl. And the most important one, breakup with girlfriend ends in curses whereas a bye-bye from a friendgirl with nothing. And there are endless such comparisons......................

So, what to settle down for, that is a tough question for any guy. Wise men have said you cant taste feel the pain unless you cut you hand. So, one cant compare unless he is been with any girl and that does not means that i have been with some. I keep exploring the life of my friends and from there this blog follows. It depends on us !!!

India needs Businessmen like Bill Gates

2009-07-25T18:13:00.000+05:30

In June, 2006, Gates announced that he would be transitioning from full-time work at Microsoft to part-time work and full-time work at the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation. The Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation is an inspiration to business leaders around the world. While he recieved the prestigious "Indira Gandhi Peace Prize" in New Delhi, Prime Minister Manmohan Singh appealed to the corporate world in India to come forward and help the Nation overcome this burden of poverty. Addressing Mr. Gates as a "Unique Bussiness Leader" and an "inspiration", he expects the same from his Indian counterparts.
Many business leaders in India too have been inspired by its example and their work and come forward to join the battle against poverty, ignorance and disease, while some are still buzy in filling their banks and finding themselves in Forbes List. Take the famous Ambanis, they are wealthiest in our country and still they dont spend a penny on public. Tatas, Birlas top this list in India. The contribution of TATAS cant be forgotten in the time to come. They have lend every helping hand to make this country the shape that we see it today.
Till date 23 people have recieved this honour, Bill Gates being the first Business-Man and that too a foreigner. It is not a matter of shame for us but a lesson for the Indian corps to divert their investments in helping banish poverty, improve health services and promote education in India.

I think he has well understood that he cannot take all his wealth when he faces the almighty, the only thing that he can take there is the wellbeing of this human race. In this digital world, one only thinks about money and the very existence of human race has now come to an cease to existence. With mercury crossing the limits and water shortage everywhere, one cant imagine this human race after 50 years.
Indian corps are still to study this part of life, the government should encourage the private sector to relieve India of this trouble. There are 28 states in India and 7 Union territories. According to a survey India had 24 billionares and all are well Known names. I cant understand the fact that the country which has given them somuch, when it want them to return the favour, they are falling apart. Mr. Vijay Mallya is another Indian to share his wealth with the fellow country men, although he is alcohol business but when it comes the pride of India he never backs down. He just started Force India. But still the reall India lies in the villages. Time has come when they should put together their efforts and make this country the way it used to be 200 years before !!

Our Heores

2009-07-10T22:07:00.001+05:30

"This is IIT . Put Harvard, MIT and Princeton together, and you begin to get an idea of the status of this school in India."

I started my childhood... seeing my father busy in making design of dams and houses and other civil work. I think that was the time when engineering was slowly going in my blood, or may be it was in my blood. I grew up wanting to be an Engineer. In 2006, my life had a turn around and i got into one the prestigious Indian Institutes of Technology. You see, an IITian is not born different to others. A true IITian is born when he enters one of the IITs. The enviroment that one gets there really matters. I still remember during my preparation days of JEE, i would feel extremely lucky when i had an handshake with a bunch of IITians. Getting there glimpse would make my day happier and make my dreams grow strong. Getting into an IIT is not so easy. I know me and my friends were not able witness in the evening, the time that we devoted to hard and rigourous study.

One thing that lightens our path is our ancestors. They are our heroes and have already proved themselves to the world. Some of them are:

Rajat Gupta
1971
B.Tech in Mechanical Engineering
IIT Delhi
1994, CEO of McKinsey.

He obviously is a shining example of how talent and hard work can bring up an orphaned boy from a poor family who couldn't continue studies without scholarship, to IIT and then Harvard Business School and then to the position of Managing Director at the very prestigious McKinsey and Company.

Vinod Khosla
B. Tech in Electrical Engineering
IIT Delhi
Co founder Sun Microsoft
(CEO)

Grew up dreaming of being an entrepreneur, despite growing up in an Indian Army household with no business or technology connections. At the age of 16 he dreamt of starting his technology company. Upon Graduating with a Bachelors in Electrical Engineering from the Indian Institute of Technology, Delhi, he failed, at the age of 20, to start a soy milk company in order to service many people in India who did not have refrigerators.
Later he did MBA at Stanford University; his passion for the technology finally took him to the position that is The Chairman of Sun Microsystems.

Y. C. Deveshwar
B.Tech Mechanical Engineering
IIT, Delhi
Chairman and Chief Executive Officer of ITC Ltd

Yogesh Chander Deveshwar was born on 4th February, 1947. in 1968. He then obtained an AMP Diploma from Harvard Business School, USA and also did a course on Advanced Training in Hoteliering and Services at Cornell University, USA. He is the person who dreamt of making ITC Limited into India's largest FMCG Company.

Nandan Nilekani
B.Tech Electrical Engineering
IIT, Mumbai
Infosys CEO and MD

He was born in Sirsi a small town in Karnataka, later moved to Bangalore after spending 12 years in Sirsi. Joined Bishop Cotton Boys School in Bangalore after completing his schooling in 1973, his hard work got him through IIT.
In the year 1978 Mr. Nilekani joined Patni Computer system where Mr. Narayana Murty was his colleague.
Like many other IItians this flame was burning in Mr. Nilekani too, i.e to create something new (true spirit of an IITian)
In 1981 Mr. Nilekani with six other enthusiasts led by Mr. Narayana Murthy decided to start their own Company, I think we all know the name YES!!! It's INFOSYS

Gururaj Deshpande
IIT Chennai
Chairman Sycamore Networks

Mr. Deshpande cofounded the company Sycamore in 1998, with other two MIT scientists, which is into Fiber Optic Cables, the future of internet. He feels one has to slightly crazy to be an entrepreneur and points out," I started with a simple concept, just as oil was the most important commodity in the past 25 years, bandwidth will be the most important commodity for the next 25 years."
Sycamore has just 200 people working with it and it competes with giants like Nortel.
Mr.Deshpande is the second richest Indian.
IITians are foresighted they never follow the usual path they believe in discovery not expansion.

The other eminent personalities from IIT would include the names of,

Chetan Bhagat, who attracted the people who were never into books, and now they fall in his fan list,

Amitav Ghosh, Nobody can describe a place, an event or a person the way he describes it.

Some one has rightly said
"Being successful is not tough; all it needs is the correct guidance. One cannot taste the salt by being around the sea".

One cannot expalin what happens inside. I remember a question from my of non-IIT friend on how i feel when i see any other IITian? It was hard to answer but one thing came out of me instantaneously was there is a feeling of brotherhood in all of us. If a bunch of IIT grads meet at some place, a feeling of oneness is there. Whatever be there background they will share common jokes and the same vision.

Now IITs are not producing engineers, they are producing entreprenuers. They have the zeal to transform this country from a developing to a developed nation.
Arvind Kejriwal, the man behind the Right To Information Act, is an IITian. He is backed by other IITians. Among them are Mumbai-based social-activist Shailesh Gandhi, former chief minister of Goa Manohar Parrikar and Minister of State for Commerce Jairam Ramesh .

The contribution of IITians is not just in one sector, so its difficult to quantify it. IITians have done extensive work in RTI, rural development, academics, bureaucracy and even in politics.

However, we are trying to quantify the contribution in terms of value. Hopefully, we will be presenting it at the forum.

There is a trend of IITians going abroad and not staying back in India.

This is a myth. There are about 300,000 IITians of which 85 per cent are in India. Only 15 per cent have gone abroad. It is not as if everyone is abroad. You hear more about them because some of them have done very well abroad.

The IITians who have gone abroad are not actually a loss to India. They are responsible for quite a lot of funding that has come to India. Some of them are coming back to set up ventures in India now.

About twenty top companies in the IT sector are founded by IITians just as there are several others in other sectors that were founded by IITians.

n IITs you have competitive excellence, you compete with the best in the world. You may have been the best in your school but you realise that the guy sitting next to you is 10 times better than you. You realise where you stand and learn how to excel. Your ego gets shattered on the very first day at IIT. You learn to compete and excel, this spirit is very important in business. IITs also help you hone your analytical and problem solving capability. You also build a network of friends, which helps later in life. It creates lasting bonds.

Setting up more IITs makes no sense but we need institutes like IITs. To become a knowledge economy we need to create good institutes with research and dveleopment facilities.

Calling the new institutes 'IITs' is not an issue, what is important is to support and develop the exiting institutes to IIT level. We have 400,000 engineers graduating but their quality is not something that we can be proud of. IITs contribute to just 5 per cent of the engineers in India, so starting two more IITs will not make much of a difference.

"And it's hard to think of anything like IIT anywhere in the world. It is a very unique institution." (Bill Gates, Microsoft)

"Per capita, IIT has produced more millionaires than any other undergraduate institution." (Salon Magazine)

"The process for selection is absolutely draconian." (McKinsey head Rajat Gupta quoted in Business Week article on IIT titled 'Whiz Kids.')

The alumni of the seven Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs) now in senior positions in industry and government across the world have a total budgetary responsibility of $885 billion, states a study.
"In terms of incremental economic value creation, the IIT graduates have been associated with over $450 billion across the sectors and have also been involved in the creation of over 20 million new jobs," Rajan Srikanth, chairman and managing director of S2K2 Advisory, told the media here Monday.

Sometimes all you can find is only you

2009-06-07T15:27:00.000+05:30

There are moments in one's life that only thing you can find around is you and no-one else. You try to see beyond the doors and windows just to see yourself on the other side. You want to run away from that image of yours and find someone else, but its you again. Its very unlikely to find your mind empty, you try to fill it up with thoughts but its not your day. You try to remember the last time you were happy, trying to cherish those moments but darkness starts to capture you. Someone has said " You remember that person the most whom you are trying to forget". You try to send signals to your brain to make it hibernate but there is some problem in the signal transmission. The clock ticks slowly, you give a damn look to the ticking but it continues at its pace. You try to leave this place and go to someone whom you can talk to with all your heart open. This is one of the weakest moments in one's life. There is nothing you want to do to avoid this time, and to be honest there is really nothing that can take your mind away from these thoughts. The best thing you can do is to talk to someone whom you consider to be above yourself.

I, myself has been in these situations and there was nothing i could do. As soon as this hour of loneliness finishes, you forget those moments. Its better to erase these moments before they capture you again. I personally believe that they only occur when you want them to. If one is true with his/her thoughts, then only you encounter these situations. So, its better be to be ones best friend as you can lie yourself.

Why do we need Communalism to survive ?

2008-09-21T15:42:00.000+05:30

This post comes as my views on the TimesofIndia Article " http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/3507711.cms " named "Is there a Muslim mindset?" authored by Mr. Mohammed Wajihuddin, a timesofindia employee.

The author whomever may be might have forgotten the very fact that Country's last President, Dr. Kalam was also a Muslim but he is a Darling of the Country. I would like to drag the attention of author on the very fact that its the Muslim customs that has to be blamed, not the hindus or sikhs or Christians for the backwardness. The illiteracy rate among the hindus who have loads of childhood in their homes is also much less than the average to which he is referring to. What do organisations talk of Jihad, What is it ? Its nothing ,only an ill frame of Mind. This is only a way to discourage communal harmony in this democracy. All organisations like Bajrang Dal, Thackeray laid MNS, SIMI, Indian Mujahudeen should be banned. Its the Indian citizens who are to be blamed who dont panic unless their home is set on fire. Recently while watching, "A Wednesday" starring Nassureedin Shah in lead, he sought the way to root up terrorism, being a Muslim. Its not that this very day has come up in small period of time or enculcated around a particular region. Its across the Globe. Islamist organisations doing such unhuman deeds that brings down our faith in the very people sitting next to us. But Bajrang dal activists dont try to go to other countries and make a havoc their.Its the global phenomena now and thats what is settling down the veins in the grey matter. So, i would urge the author to mind his language because his one wrong word can make the sentiments of the Indian People change 10 folds. I want to ask a question why isnt it the Sikh community,they also being in Minor in this country engage in these type of activites. Answer is simple, Its just that the rotten minds across the border dont target their minds. I remember once a famous Bollywood star,being a Muslim went to our so called neighouring country and told their that the sitiation of Muslims in India is 100 times better what they are living their.It made a scene there.
These people do the killings in the Holy month on Ramzan. How can the Only God in this Universe can make a good end to their lives. By whatever name we can call him he remains still the same for the poeple who believe in him. Its the Indian Politicians who should be blamed who never take the decisions that should be taken. They only encourage communalism here ,in their very own motherland. The instances that they have presnted whether it be in orissa, Karnataka or the kashmir valley lead to one thing: This country demands a more mature leadership and the people have got to think out of their mind. I want to question the very fact from the author about the ill-treatment of the minority ,its everywhere. But this is not the way to start and end up things. Arent the muslims killed in the blast, does the bomb asks what is your religion before killing ? No. It kills and leaves back sorrows in the homes. Hindus in US and UK and everywhere dont enact so much hatredly because they dont have it in their blood. Its not the Indian tradition. Its from our neighouring countries that our people are spoiling their minds. So, writing this all bullshit and speaking against one another we need to focuss as we are together against terrorism. The recent activity in the valley shows how much ill cultured we are. The people there were shouting anti-India slogans. They should have been shot dead. I remember Swami Vivekananda Ji saying once " If you cant respect your Motherland, you cant respect any land ". We need to think out of the box, a common Indian needs to think out of the box. These anti-social organisations need to be tamed out before they start to rule the majority of minds because after that their is no way back, and this so called : " Sone ki chidiya" would collapse much before than it needs to.

Jai Hind !!

Isn't there one GOD?

2008-09-04T22:53:00.001+05:30

The other day i was passing by the Institute Saraswati Mandir facing Mosque in front of Gate. One of the obvious questions that came into my mind was " Isn't there one GOD ? " and one of the obvious answers came to my mind that " May be this is prospective of people worshipping the God in their own way ". Unsaisfied with m own answer , it seemed that i wanted to consolidate my mind and may be soul and to persuade them for not asking these type of questions any more ! But surely there are a lot of questions over this . The recent drama in the kashmir Valley shows a key example as to how people are crushing religion with GOD. People there are using the holy name of Allah to misguide the mob and make a worse out of it. Another example is the recent fire in Orissa. Politcians here are using the religious sentiments of common people . i totally diagree on this. Recently we heard in kashmir slogans raised for " Islam Ko Azaad karo "
We need to ask these people , Can Islam be prisoned ? Can the teachings of Prophet be Prisoned ? No.its the thinking of politicians which are in prison. They are demanding of a separate state and a merger to Pakistan. I assume these people have forgotten past or want to ,but they should be made to remember time when pakistani forces entered the kashmir region and the then Maharaja of Kashmir " Hari Singh" acceded to India in lue of help. That time also the state was a Muslim majority state lead by a Hindu king, but they willingly acceded to Indian territory . Now that decaeds have passed they have now known that its a Muslim Majority state and they should be in a muslim country. They have forgotten that there are more muslims living in India than Pakistan and the condition here is far much better than there in Pakistan. These politicians have always gone on the way which offers them price and power . Its was the responsibility of Govt . of India to curb the protest beofre it went out of Control and to take in remand the benefiters. The same is in Orrisa case also. Power and money have made them culprits. They are now overseeing the fact that they are killing and wasting there own economy, there own people. God hasnt taught us to discriminate between ourselves,but we do. He has not told us to make territories but we did. So the questions is : Is there really a lot many Gods who are making otjher things happen, or this is the same god which some call " Bhagwan ", some call it "Allah",some "Christ" and some call it "Rab".
Whatever it is , one thing is clear that we are not one and thats what is making us to think that
" Isn't God One?'

Can Indian Cities in India ever Achieve International Standards ?

2008-08-04T22:35:00.001+05:30

According to most of Indians, this is possible. But the question arises from where ? Yes, I do agree with the majority, we surely can. But not only through something that happened in Industrial or IT boom. The most important thing required for that kind of a change is the change in our own people's mentality. This is the only thing we need to focus on, rest all will automatically follow it. We have to change the way we think , for example , Casteism, Money Gap, and the cleanliness of our Surroundings.
In India everyone one only concentrates on their personal belongings, rest all mean hell . We can spend lacs and crores on our cars , fashion, clothes , residential aspects but hardly anyone thinks, here in India about Others. The most idiotic i find in Indian behaviour is the spitting at public places, making good places turn down to toilets, throwing the waste here and there without hesitating. I have travelled a lot according to me with every kind of people, but the same mentality i found is repleated in every individual , its not that i am totally against the Indian Middle or lower class but the thing is i dont like the attitude. I myself belong to the same class but i want to change the way we live here in India. I belong to a one of the greenest and well maintained cities in India but sooner or later i found that we are nowhere in comparison with the West.We have got to think some more, apply the grey matter wherever possible. I could remember once travelling in an A.C compartment and there one idiotic couple screwed my start of journey, i dont know if the Uncle was a Don or a politician but he was really rude in his behaviour.I wanted to complain but somehow kept my mouth shut because i had a fear in me of being alone and this is how it all starts. Well i think the administration has got to start taking some concrete steps to make the minds of Indian People healthy. The differences of being from a western economy and Indian is only the way we think, rest is all same they are also homosapiens. I am not saying that i have not done all these mistakes and that i belong to some western country but how it came to me is this society only, the people in this country. But the good part is that i have started to adapt the good part from the west. I remember , when i was a child, we were taught in school that learn only good moves from the tutor.I think the government should think about this and should fine those people heavily found spitting in Public places or doing shit other than public toilets.

2008-08-04T22:34:00.001+05:30

Its rightly said that "Responsibilities automatically come with you when power comes to you" ,so i would like to vest these three innovations in the field that a common man would get benefited from it.
Starting from the first, i would like to revolutionize the foreign reserves of India. Basically my aim would to attract the foreign investors in India. Still they are coming but not in a appreciable amount,we often hear a company only thinking to invest in India,this has to be stopped. They should not think on any aspect before investing. This can improve the GDP, employment,literacy, power problems, and etc. To attract the companies and in the same time appreciating our home companies to go further by softening the rules.

Second aspect to which one should think is the Corruption. It is the most dangerous situation that a country fights for. This is mostly due to illiteracy. I would urge the Parliament to take supportive measures as in democracy one can't go fighting along.

The third important point is to improve the infrastructure of the country, whether it may be related to poverty or roads or health whatever it may be.
This can be only implied if we have literate and knowledgeable people in the cabinet and the states.

This are the most important measures that should be taken immediately if we want India Shining.

IITians

2008-08-04T22:32:00.000+05:30

These group of people were famous as GEEKS of the era during the 90's, then came the era of revolution and IITians were started being categorised in the beginning of 20th Century. This community finds itself at the top whether it comes to Studies, Personality, Dreams, Success,Enterprenuership,Drinking and not to forget Sex. The Categorisation went somehow like SuperStuds, Studs, Average and the typical IITian( still finding a tag of GEEK on their heads) .
SuperStuds, the most adorable class in all the IITs as most of the girls (mostly not from IITs) spent time with them.They study less and manage to get nice CGPA. They catch up the attention of every one easily and top of all that end their IIT life with a handsome package.They also not lack behind in making puffs and Vodkas and Whine go down their throat. So, they remain to dominate the IIT Campus and the girls, until the image of an IITian being a frustated and not to be trusted person came hovering around the girls who took so little time to spread the virus all across the country eating the feeble chances of an IITian dropping onto a date with his dreamgirl. I could well remember superstuds from my IIT and some from other too. So, this was Superstud class nicely described.

Then comes the Stud class. This class tries to copy some traits from the Superstud Class but alas life drops them to the Stud class. However they manage to fake others as if they belong to the Superstud class. They somehow manage themselves between the Superstud and the Average claas. This is the stud class that is often responsible for the extra-girl-friend affairs that has made this highly frustated image of IITians. But they dont give a bullshit to all these nonsense in the surrounding air. They try to catchup the females in the campus and spent ample amount of time with them in some "Khopcha(a terminology used in IITs to desribe some dark place far ways from public reach where *** activities can be performed" or on phone discussing todays and spending good amount of DAD's money. I sometimes think that if these lovebirds werent there, Telecom companies would have been left crying.

The Average class only open there mouth if required and prefer to be left ignorant in the crowd. They secretly watch pondies and think about some beautlful girl in their school and then of the honeymoon in dreams , repeating the show in each position they have watched with their eyes wide open in all the Pondies they have seen.They live only upto their fantasies with some friends of the Superstud and Stud class ,always being their to encourage them in their act, making them believe of their act.They neither study like geeks nor they enjoy their life to the fullest . I think the problem with this class is that many of them come from small cities and towns.They usually pass their time orkutting, gossiping and finding a way to impress some nice lady and sometimes land up in success and thus make a nice couple that happily lives everafter.

The Geeks are the people responsible for the all the name and fame . They score marks and put up there life in R&D and proffesorship. After all ,thats what we are known for. They donot waste up their time in gossiping, listen to songs or see movies, or downloading games. However they have the fantasies of watching porn deep buried in their heart so as their Geek friends cant crack those old fashioned jokes on them. Most of them love to be separated from all the above classes mentioned and are highly selfish in all their activities, keeping them confidential as if it were somekind of a secret. They have their regular schedule hardly deviating from that.

But one thing is all common in all of them is that they all have cracked the most toughest examination in the world. They are the most respectable Engineers around the Globe. There is not much difference between the courses of an IIT and any other college, the difference lies in the thinking and the following the way their ancestors have paved for them. All have really worked hard to be in the position where they are !!! and whatever the world says they give a damn to them.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

2008-04-20T06:01:00.000+05:30

To start with i would like to say " How you doin? "or " I 'll be there for you ! "

"With a Little Help From My Friends" is a song written by the Beatles (and expertly covered by Joe Cocker) and it could easily be the subtitle for the thirty minute comedy, "Friends". In 1994, the idea was created for "Friends": a show about six friends in New York as they navigate their way through life and learn to grow up as they approach the third decade of their life. All, with the help from each other to get them through the obstacles that life naturally has for us. Monica is the excessively neat and organized "older sister - i call her Miss Aunty " of the group, who works as a chef while yearning to find her ideal love. Ross, Monica's older brother, is a paleontologist with a lifelong crush on Rachel. He is a laid-back man with low self esteem and a recent divorcee(s). Rachel is the pretty, bubbly girl who spent most of her life as a spoiled rich princess. Now she must learn to face the real world. Chandler is Ross' college buddy and the guy who will crack jokes at a moment's notice. Phoebe is a lovable eccentric masseuse who easily could have fit in with Haight Ashbury in the 1960s. And Joey, the friend who has an inverse relationship between his good looks and his intelligence. He dreams of becoming an actor. These six individuals make up the cast of Friends.

In May 2004, Friends officially ended it's phenomenal 10 year run.

When i started , i had no idea that this American TV series would become an eternal part of my day-to-day behavior. It all started during my 3rd semester. Someone suggested me to have a glance , and i was really fortunate that i had his words and started. The six characters Ross , Ratchel, Monica ,Chandler, Pheobe and my favourite and the most appreciated character JOEY bring something extra out of them. All i thought was to picturise them in my day-to-day life, and upto some level i have succeded.That 21 minutes i would give anything to watch the full episode at one go,no fullstops or commas in between.

Joey Tribbiani is an Italian-American New Yorker who is the only male out of 8 children, and passionately addicted to eating. He is a dim-witted, chasing actor, mostly desperately unemployed except for two periods as Dr. Drake Ramore in the soap Days of Our Lives, who is yet likeable due to his disarmingly naive personality and an almost infallible womanizer, to his mates's envious admiration. He is for years roommate with his best friend Chandler, and later a while with Rachel, whom he falls in love with. When Chandler and Monica leave Manhattan, Joey moves to Los Angeles to continue his acting career and goes live with his bossy sister Gina and her academically brilliant teenage son Michael, who looks up to dumb uncle Joey as a dating god( Which he surely is !) .On my part i really like his character because i think that describes me a lot. I too like him have a innocent thinking and that makes us have something in common.

I also like Ross and Ratchel story. They have a cool chemistry between them and are really meant for each other. The last episode had the instance which shows their importance to each other. Right from Season 2 when Idiot Ross makes love with Ratchel in the Musuem to the grand finale, they had something sparking between them.

Chandler, the guy who was supposed to be a gay is yet another blaster of the soap.Chandler originally worked in corporate data processing (something none of the others exactly new or cared for), and once his promotion requires him have to travel from New York to Tulsa, he quit and got a job at an advertising firm. After years of being considered the most desperate bachelor, fearing to die alone, he ends up happily married to Ross' bossy sister Monica Geller-Bing, and in the series finale they adopt twins, a boy they name Jack Bing and a girl, Erica Bing. He always cracks his silly jokes and is always appreciated by others. . I like his hair style when Ross and Chanfler come to Ross's home and Chandler meets Monika during college days. And you can't speak about Chandler without mentioning the terrible Janice, with her "oh my God !" and her hysterical laughs. Janice was Chandler's occasional girlfriend in the first three seasons (Chandler had difficulties to break up with her) and after the end of their relationship, she comes back in a few episodes in unlikely moments of the six buddies' lives (and above all Chandler's), like Rachel's delivery, Chandler's fertility test or the purchase of Chandler and Monica's house, till the last season. As if Chandler couldn't really leave her. I really hate her voice and the way she laughs,everything.

Phoebe Buffay lived in uptown New York until when she was twelve her mother killed herself and she lived a life on the street, this is oftenly measured by her during the episodes. Previous to that her father had abandoned her, her twin sister Ursula, and her mother. Early on she had a relationship with David the "science guy" who had to move to Minsk for scientific study. Throughout the show Phoebe was always involved in strange situations. Unable to have their own children, Phoebe's brother and his wife ask her to be a surrogate mother. Reluctant at first, she agrees and ends up giving birth to their triplets. Phoebe has a twin sister names Ursula. Ursula, like Phoebe is quirky and a little air-headed but unlike her she seems heartless and at times uncaring. Phoebe discovered in the third season that the woman whom she thought was her mother was infact her birth mother's best friend.
Phoebe did not find a new serious love interest until season 8, Mike, a unemployed lawyer who played piano on the side. It seemed as though everything would be wonderful until she found out that Mike never wanted to get married and the two ended their relationship. After the break up with Mike, David the science guy returns from Minsk and confesses that he is still in love with Phoebe. Phoebe who is desperately trying to get over Mike but is obviously still in love with him tries hard to fall in love with David again. David, sensing that Phoebe is not over Mike, decides to propose to Phoebe in hopes that marrying him will help her forget Mike. Just as David is about to propose Mike shows up and proposes to Phoebe instead. Shockingly, Phoebe says no. She does not want a proposal from Mike, she just wants to know that someday they will be married. She ends it with poor heartbroken David and rekindles her and Mikes relationship.During season 10 Mike and Phoebe are married and in the series finale they discuss wanting to have children.

So, that is all i had to say about FRIENDS. The day when i ended the last episode i knew something was going to seriously left out. But i thought of repeating the Seasons once again.!

Being Among GENERALs

2008-04-05T17:33:00.000+05:30

Note: This blog is based on a true incident. Donot try this with Yourself. Read at your own Risk.

Its a quite indifferent feeling when you are among Generals. You think that you are confortable but you are not. The whole time you look around you find the persanalities around you amusing. You try to adjust to that,but alas you cannot ! Yes, i am talking about the General Compartment of a Train. I sometimes wonder why it is called a General , although it is flooded with people whom you cant say are General. They are the people on which India counts on. If they stop the whole train of Success would stop.

One of such lifetime opportunity was given to me by GOD on the eve of HOLI, i dont know whether to thank him for this, or whether i should really think that the gift was from his side. Yeah ,so it was the day i finally swored not to have such a experience again, imagining my parents scolding me for such a heroic act, especially my mother who was nearly caught in the General compartment once. So, now you might be wondering what i was doing in that compartment. The answer is very simple, i didnt had the reservation. Actually on my way back to home from Roorkee, i had boarded Howrah-Amritsar Express. Worthless to say about the train being late, it was just 13 hours late, something i can boast of. I got down at MughalSarai station. This station is meant to be one of the big stations of Central Railway. But, hehhehehehe , i sometimes imagine why it is called a station just because people turn into goats. So, i hadnt enough money to make my way into T.T.E's pocket and not enough courage to argue him. To add this when i found that i was short on money, the train left off on which one of my friend(Ankit Raj) was traveling with me on his route to Patna-land. So, i called a cooli, i think more elligible word should be MEN-IN-RED. So, an old buddy came and asked for a 50 note. I asked him to slow down, At last he got to 30. I thought ki 20 will be enough for them, but god has thought something else. A train arrived on the station , i dont remember the name. People started to gather in mob as if they are here on some rally, when i saw the conditions of General Compartment, people behaving like animals, seriously i wanted to cry but no one around to hear me or be impressed at least there was nothing to try for. My heart beat went the maximum that one can support, i was thinking of the scene from movie WELCOME when Ishika hears the heartbeat of Anil Kapoor. i was standing at a place the cooli told me to and was watching the crowd moving its life. Meanwhile i was framing the ideas as to get into the train and after that a sweet journey. I enquired of nearby T.T.E but he had nothing to do with emotions. He at once asked for 300, i was quietly earing the words out of my second ear. At last my train came, just one hour late usually considered right time in INDIA.But here too God has some different plans for me. The platform was different now, i didnt knew what to do now. The old man was nowhere to be seen. I wanted to cry now but stopped when i spoted him in the crowd moving towards me. He came to me and said" Babuji, Chaliye train me baithne" , i can still remember his words. He was a good person. We crossed the platform to another. The train stopped and people came rushing all towards the compartment. I was thrown in the train from the EMERGENCY WINDOW. I think i was 5th in the row of 10. This was the moment i dont want to forget in my life. Everyone was in dirty clothes smelling as worse as they can. I was imagining me as being trapped in some gang. Few were friendly and lot were Bastards, especially a baba, that scoundrel . He was constanltly pushing me away from him as if i was trying to move him away of his place. I wanted to slap him as hard as i could but feared of the Public demand. I could still remember i was standing in manyfold situation, was not able to move anything, nor i was able to pick up my ringing phone , i was fearing of the people stealing my purse and phone. But nothing happened. Time passed and slowly we were much more comfortable , now i could stand on my feet , it was much more comfortable. Suddenly two in the compartment started fighting over something, i was constantly fearing of being hurt. All became well after two hours. I just had a mirinda and was planning to file a case against the selling of fake water in place if Mirinda.

Nothing serious happened after that and i reached home at 10 in the night and had boarded the train at 11:30 in the morning , thus came an end to my unforgetable memory after the Bareilly yatra. i could now breath in fresh air. Its really something different when you are in your hometown. I wanted to scream at the top of my voice and had my goggles on in the Night so that everyone thinks i am getting of the A.C compartment, especially the girls . I knew a long list of lecture on HOW TO TRAVEL IN TRAIN was waiting for me but the happiness of being at home was far much greater. I came out of station and saw my DAD waiting for me there, i touched his feet and then we greeted each other.

When 2 hours pass as if 2 days !!

2008-03-11T17:33:00.000+05:30

Tuesday turned to be a day that i could never forget in my 4th semester. I woke up at 7.30 ,did all that i was able to manage ,with loosing my breakfast which is common now-a-days. I got to class just to find that the lecturer will not come. Then i moved to hospital for my dental checkup, Thank God my token number was 3, the doctors said that that my wisdom teeth was coming in a haphazard manner and the cure fr it was either to take medicine, or to cut some of the gums so that the teeth could manage its way out easily, and the last option which is not in my list is to take out the "INNOCENT" wisdom teeth. She gave me an injection which all say will feel like an ant biting , here it came like someone taking away my gums with a knife, literally tears came out, not because of crying but may be some natural biological process..bla...bla...!! She prescribed me some medicines and mouth wash with a gel to rub over the area. She then cleaned the teeth with heavy water pressure as if i had not brushed my teeth the day i was born.Finally i got out of the docs room feeling like a prisoner badly tortured but i could not make any comments about her as i myself went to her and not she came to me. I started to think that this day was not mine. I came to room and told some one for my proxy in the next class. I then slept whole morning and when i woke up i found it was already time for lunch. Someone said in me to complete the DOM tutorial and also the SOM tutorial but i only managed the DOM tut thinking in a liberal way .."ki jo hoga dekha jayega" , to my astonishment something happened . I dont know whom to blame, but some body i should blame, then i remembered i saw mangu when i woke up in the morning.So all came upon mangu and my faults were thought to be hidden. I rushed to bathroom so that i could have a bath and the evils wash away from me before the class. 2.15, i entered the class, Our old buddy (you know him well say XXX) was showing the copies, i got 26 deserved to get more because i had the correct solution but who has the courage to tell these b*****ds that they are not "Einstein" to formulate the only living formula which someone cant challenge. I had no courage to stand upto this stupid creature and argue with him. All was going well but somewhere it went wrong and Mr. XXX calling people to see the tutorial. Luckily i had taken the copy with me. Then he started to ask me several questions which i thought i could give away my special fattes, he had my ass grabbed 10 minutes. It was really paining. To add this the most bastard man in our IIT life , Mr. MMM(you know this who was blushed up in the DOM practical ) had gain the same thing to do with me.I dont know what sin did i had yesterday which i had to clear this day. Moreover i had Ganga Snan somedays ago so i must have dissolved all my sins there only, from where these managed to come. MMM thought i had copied because he saw the same mistake in two copies, i managed to make the solution and give him correctly . Then he made me to see my mistakes and asked me if i had copied from someone,i replied no with confident . This irritated the stupid old geek, and he told me to go. Thus the day ended but there may be more to come on tuesday i hope it should not, but lets see and pray for something good to happen.

Chavi.

Experience for Team Survival

2008-03-02T22:24:00.000+05:30

Hello readers,

Am back again with another experience

Sunday used to be the most fundoo day for our lives(at least here in IIT...coz we sleep whole day thinking all time to study what was covered in the last week), i had to go for water rafting in rover Ganges, the holi river. We were told to get there in the junk bus by 8.30(Thanks to digTgi bhai, the choices he makes are simply awesome..hehheh). So i set two alarms one at 8 and another at 8.05 hoping that the first one is enough to wake me up. I was so sure that i would wake up because i watched "THE LOST ROOM" last night which counted upto 5 in the morning. But yes guys you must see this Sci-fi, its really awesome. So i wake up at 9 and hurriedly reached to see if my friends had left me sleeping to their rooms only to find that they were still buzy in their dream girl thoughts. So we somehow reached the decided spot, the fear of being tortured by the guys already wasting their time, waiting for us . God again helped us and we came to know that we are not the only people who value time so much,some people were much more. So, we got into the air cooled bus,no matter the seats were torn enough so as the skeleton
was visible. I forgot to mention that this trip of ours was a part of the team building activity with the ShARE-DSE PG students. So, the bus started to give us hiccups at its best but it could not make any effect on the Antrakshari we were busy in. We nearly had all bollywood songs and IIT Anthem" Sutta using beep in places of the words not to be used publicly". We reached their around 11.45. We started discovering places to get the pics . Water was so chilled that at first it shivered us from within. But we didn't mind and continued with the masti, throwing water on each other ensuring that no one around us can boast of dry clothes. Then we were given construction to come for the real fun. We were divided into groups, my group "TEAM SURVIVAL" had me,sushant,mayank,nitin,anuradha,preeti,soumya,and one more girl whose name i dont remember. So we were ready to risk our lives(not really) , we marched like the spartan s. Our instructor Gopal, a chinky from Nepal gave some instructions. Then we sat in our yellow colored boat. The first rapid was named "RETURN TO CENTER) coz it can really keep you rotating at the same place if you dont follow the correct steps. But we really enjoyed it.
Then after the next rapid was "THE ROALER COASTER" . rest after we got several rapids and enjoyed all of them together. We told gopal to stop about the beach so that we could get some pictures of us all together. The interesting thing is that gopal said was that is anyone asks why we have stopped, we should say that we have to pee. That laughter it was not in control. We got to a beach and had all the photography session, if posted in shristi'08 must have bought some prize to us. Sushant, the KC buddy swimmed nearly 40 meters in that chilling water. I too tasted the chill of the water, but was left out of my boat along with maya and ninja, maya started crying for help. We then halted to place where people fall from a cliff nearly 15 meters high. It was thrilling experience , when you jump the next moment you think what is going to happen next, but alas you land safely in water. It was then after a chill-pill type of journey.

But i must say it was most thrilling experience of my life till date.

Is Regionalism above Nationalism ?

2008-02-19T22:14:00.001+05:30

"Knowledge knows no boundaries". The agitation that was going on a few days back on the roads of mumbai and in the minds of many so called intelli-maharashtrians raised many questions in my mind. While the world is debating Global warming in their conference rooms, we are still fighting the same old issues of regionalism. In the World economic summit while our FM is shouting globalisation and free trade across borders, we are limiting our mentality to our outskirts and our state boundaries. Is it the nation that we want to leave as a legacy for our coming generation? Do you want your child to ask these questions when they will become young? Okay .. Dad/Mom, tell me what were you doing when US was restructuring it's economy? and .. We will answer... my son, we were busy pelting stones on our city buses and throwing some OMS out of their homes. Pathetic !!

Well, tell me who is a Marathi? Any one born in Maharashtra is Marathi or, any one residing here from 10 years is a Marathi, or any one who speaks Marathi fluently is a Marathi or, any one who values Marathi traditions is Marathi? Do we have any answers? Being an OMS I understand Marathi traditions, I value these traditions because we are no different from Maharashtrians. Ganpati is as much mine as much yours. Sachin is as much yours proud as he is mine. We also feel proud on the Great Maratha Shivaji. then what is the difference? I feel nothing.

Let us join our hands and work towards the cumulative growth of this nation, this country that stands united and makes a pledge every morning:

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