Hi Friends,
Because of few of my last posts in which I have tried and put across the ground reality of “love” and the “Love Marriage” , I can sense that few of my readers might think that why this jerk is being nasty about the things he has done but still does not want others to do, So I would like to reply it in my good old manner , This is again something which I read somewhere.........
“An idiot is a person who makes a mistake and then learns a lesson, But an Intelligent is someone who watches others making mistakes and learns from it.”
That's why I have always thought that I am the only stupid bloke in my past, present and probably future gang, who keeps on setting examples (or making mistakes), so that others can learn from it and can become one which I could not be and that is “Intelligent”.
So my friends, today I am going to share one more “GYAN” about something which has completely screwed our generation, The deadliest three words “ I Love You”....... If you have been into a relationship, or you unluckier if you still are in one, Then you need to keep in mind that these three words are expected from your mouth every now and then but if you are expecting “ I Love You too” everytime, Then my friend you are digging your own grave and asking for something too much and too dangerous. As not only the reply but also the situation of the reply can get you into a big time trouble or in a traumatic condition.
Here goes my “KATHA”.......
Gone are the days when my “I love you” would evoke an echo from my wife. I say echo because she would give me that romantic look and say “I love you.” It is a totally unrelated thing that as an afterthought, she would add “too”…meaning “I love you too”.
Now, When we are married for two and half years , things are changing. “I love you” no longer gets me romantic looks. They no longer get me similar meaning, if not similar sounding words.
Wouldn’t have put it up for the World to see, had it not been for what happened few days back. I was leaving for office, and as I have learnt from the Hindi movies , it is alright to kiss your wife when leaving for office , so I held her close and kissed her good bye. Before we parted, I softly whispered into her ears: “I love you”.
“Will you be recharging my cell phone in the evening?”.........that was a reply i guessed.
For a moment, I thought maybe she hadn’t heard me say “I love you”…but the sweet thing that I am, as I just love akon's song “I took the blame on me” so I took the blame by thinking that maybe it was my mistake and I hadn’t said it loudly enough. I whispered again: “I love you”.
“I know, but will you be recharging me cell phone today as I am just not feeling to go out just for a recharge!”........ yes that was the reply infact.
There was a time when my “I love you” would get really positive response. So positive that at times I would be forced to call up my boss and say I would be coming in late. Over the last two and half years, the quality of responses has been dwindling. Here is a list of responses that I got (I have given it date-wise so that the married among the readers could benefit, and who are not married can be proud of being single).
Important: We married on 2nd September 2007
December 25, 2007
Me: I love you
Wife: I love you too!
July 30, 2008:
Me: I love you
Wife: I love your hair-style.
September 05, 2008
Me: I love you
Wife: I love your voice over the phone.
December 11, 2008:
Me: I love you
Wife: I love it when you call me!
February 01, 2009:
Me: I love you
Wife: I love your shirt.
April 20, 2009:
Me: I love you
Wife: When will you come home in the evening?
(Notice how the responses have changed from personal to situational)
May 14, 2009:
Me: I love you
Wife: Will you call up your parents today? You haven’t spoken to them in the last three weeks.
July 09, 2009:
Me: I love you
Wife: Will you stay back home today, I need to be out with my friend A****.
September 22, 2009:
Me: I love you
Wife:I am going to sleep.
April 15, 2010:
Me: I love you
Wife:: “Will you be recharging my cell phone in the evening”.
So much of the “ I Love You” and non existent “ I Love You Too”.
And thank god, my wife does'nt give a damn to my blog.
Cheers.....
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Let's Forget it.....
Hi Friends,
Today, I've decided to write about the intangible, yet most important thing in Life, Memories...
When you most want to remember something, it doesn’t come to you. When you most want to forget something, it doesn’t close the door behind.Like layers, each memory sits on the other — marking its place in the mind and its position on the stack. Not necessarily chronologically, but by a vague self-serving importance. We often believe that a particularly unpleasant memory sits on the top of the stack only to trouble us, haunt us and cause deep agony, remind us of all that we would like to forget.
Forgetting something is just a matter of rearranging the memory stack (and no, I am not indulging in tech-lingo here) and it seems to be inherited to the human nature.
"The whole of world history often seems to me nothing more than a picture book which portrays humanity’s most powerful and senseless desire, “The desire to forget”.
This was said by some Mr. Hermann Hesse, winner of noble prize in literature. I found this quote by just random “googling”, He may have said this in a completely different context, it is true about those delinquent memories that we try to avoid looking in the face. In order to push back a memory down the stack, we keep calling it. Like a file on a computer’s disk, it keeps coming up front; it’s accessed. But this memory cannot be wiped out, these are files that cannot be erased . They may be forgotten and archived or may even get lost, but will never be erased.
And for good reason. I have forgotten many things, when I think of them, I think there is a good reason even for that.. And then, one fine morning, The memory stack gets reordered.
The most unpleasant of all memories will serve you well someday. When it comes to the top of the stack in a completely different context, you will know something that you didn’t before — see it in a way that you never did. Remember to forget what you don’t need to remember. You will remember it when you need to.
“The greater gift to humankind is the ability to remember. But, the greatest gift to humankind is the ability forget.”
The above said is again something which I read somewhere, As we know, That most of the times we remember only what we want to remember and forget what we don't want to remember, So ultimately it's our choice, So let's choose the best for ourselves because we live our life surrounded by memories. Good ones, bad ones, and some really ugly ones. So it's up to us to decide which one to live with.
There is something about the mechanical nature in us that often denies us the forgetting of bad memories. We somehow become slave to them. They keep popping up at the most inappropriate times, moving us from a state of low-spirits to dejection. At that precise moment however, the good memories that will bring some relief to the feeling of despair, never seem to surface. They remain hidden, blurred, like under the uniform blue of a deep ocean.
Maybe it is a lesson for us in life, we have to be able to string together the good ones, on a very short string too, and keep them on the top of the stack. Keep them accessible. Because the more bad and ugly things that you remember about someone or something or someplace, the more you concrete your perception about it.
In recent time I have found it amusing, How we use the negative memories as evidence in our arguments that are against somebody. Whenever there is a collusion of thoughts or simply a fight, we don't forget to mention what negative thing the other person said or did few days or at times even few years back. That too, like “facts”. Memories aren’t dominating in that, a good memory does not cancel a bad one. Even if you assume that you have equal number of good and bad memories, the bad ones seem to float better.
And the biggest consequence of the wrong choice on memory is "The Pain".caused by a bad memory, possibly leaves a deeper and pronounced scar that is difficult to ignore. Perhaps it is about letting go, perhaps it is about forgiving. I do not know. But I know this: it is definitely about forgetting the bad ones.
Have you ever traveled the proverbial road down memory lane? Or possibly the physical road of past homes and lives? Our memory often plays games with reality and easily brings forward the good thoughts often shadowing challenges and difficulties. One stroll, without emotional checks in place, can lead us on a path of memory bliss and if not careful – will cloud the thoughts of the present. Current struggles become impassable mountains and exotic waterfalls and fields of flowers overtake the current hardship. But, it is an illusion for the people who keep looking for an excuse to highlight the “negative”.
Also on a spiritual note, It isn’t wrong to take an occasional stroll down memory lane or even gaze at the grass. We just have to be reminded that we live here and now and God has great things He wants to do this here and now through us. After all, all of this is for His glory and not comfort or satisfaction . Learn from the past and strive for the goal of the upward call of the Almighty. Otherwise, we will spend our Life seeking illusive future and imaginative yesteryear.
So all in all,
We need to remember to forget, to live a better life.
what say friends????
Cheers...
Today, I've decided to write about the intangible, yet most important thing in Life, Memories...
When you most want to remember something, it doesn’t come to you. When you most want to forget something, it doesn’t close the door behind.Like layers, each memory sits on the other — marking its place in the mind and its position on the stack. Not necessarily chronologically, but by a vague self-serving importance. We often believe that a particularly unpleasant memory sits on the top of the stack only to trouble us, haunt us and cause deep agony, remind us of all that we would like to forget.
Forgetting something is just a matter of rearranging the memory stack (and no, I am not indulging in tech-lingo here) and it seems to be inherited to the human nature.
"The whole of world history often seems to me nothing more than a picture book which portrays humanity’s most powerful and senseless desire, “The desire to forget”.
This was said by some Mr. Hermann Hesse, winner of noble prize in literature. I found this quote by just random “googling”, He may have said this in a completely different context, it is true about those delinquent memories that we try to avoid looking in the face. In order to push back a memory down the stack, we keep calling it. Like a file on a computer’s disk, it keeps coming up front; it’s accessed. But this memory cannot be wiped out, these are files that cannot be erased . They may be forgotten and archived or may even get lost, but will never be erased.
And for good reason. I have forgotten many things, when I think of them, I think there is a good reason even for that.. And then, one fine morning, The memory stack gets reordered.
The most unpleasant of all memories will serve you well someday. When it comes to the top of the stack in a completely different context, you will know something that you didn’t before — see it in a way that you never did. Remember to forget what you don’t need to remember. You will remember it when you need to.
“The greater gift to humankind is the ability to remember. But, the greatest gift to humankind is the ability forget.”
The above said is again something which I read somewhere, As we know, That most of the times we remember only what we want to remember and forget what we don't want to remember, So ultimately it's our choice, So let's choose the best for ourselves because we live our life surrounded by memories. Good ones, bad ones, and some really ugly ones. So it's up to us to decide which one to live with.
There is something about the mechanical nature in us that often denies us the forgetting of bad memories. We somehow become slave to them. They keep popping up at the most inappropriate times, moving us from a state of low-spirits to dejection. At that precise moment however, the good memories that will bring some relief to the feeling of despair, never seem to surface. They remain hidden, blurred, like under the uniform blue of a deep ocean.
Maybe it is a lesson for us in life, we have to be able to string together the good ones, on a very short string too, and keep them on the top of the stack. Keep them accessible. Because the more bad and ugly things that you remember about someone or something or someplace, the more you concrete your perception about it.
In recent time I have found it amusing, How we use the negative memories as evidence in our arguments that are against somebody. Whenever there is a collusion of thoughts or simply a fight, we don't forget to mention what negative thing the other person said or did few days or at times even few years back. That too, like “facts”. Memories aren’t dominating in that, a good memory does not cancel a bad one. Even if you assume that you have equal number of good and bad memories, the bad ones seem to float better.
And the biggest consequence of the wrong choice on memory is "The Pain".caused by a bad memory, possibly leaves a deeper and pronounced scar that is difficult to ignore. Perhaps it is about letting go, perhaps it is about forgiving. I do not know. But I know this: it is definitely about forgetting the bad ones.
Have you ever traveled the proverbial road down memory lane? Or possibly the physical road of past homes and lives? Our memory often plays games with reality and easily brings forward the good thoughts often shadowing challenges and difficulties. One stroll, without emotional checks in place, can lead us on a path of memory bliss and if not careful – will cloud the thoughts of the present. Current struggles become impassable mountains and exotic waterfalls and fields of flowers overtake the current hardship. But, it is an illusion for the people who keep looking for an excuse to highlight the “negative”.
Also on a spiritual note, It isn’t wrong to take an occasional stroll down memory lane or even gaze at the grass. We just have to be reminded that we live here and now and God has great things He wants to do this here and now through us. After all, all of this is for His glory and not comfort or satisfaction . Learn from the past and strive for the goal of the upward call of the Almighty. Otherwise, we will spend our Life seeking illusive future and imaginative yesteryear.
So all in all,
We need to remember to forget, to live a better life.
what say friends????
Cheers...
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Better " Half "......
Hi Friends,
It's been a really long time, since I've been thinking about this term “Better Half”. We use this term when we talk about our or one's spouse. But believe me, Whenever “I “ use this term for my partner, I silently mean “Bitter Half”. But somewhere in my mind I always had this doubt that why that “Half” is better than a “Full” me.
If we go by the meaning mentioned in the vocabulary, It says... better half means “The larger amount or majority of something,” or “Spouse”. and my friends don't worry, I am not going to talk about "Spouse" here. Neither mine, Nor yours...
So I decided to thought and after having decided to thought, I finally started thinking and then I got another thought..
There are so many things in life which are better only if they are “half” and not “full”.
Let's start with the most complicated thing which exists.......”Life”......... If I talk about myself, I think that I am halfway through my life ( I am extremely optimistic person and I did not want to compromise with anything less or more, like living for 100 yrs and all). Because I had read it somewhere, That normally, People keep on making mistakes in half of their lives and rest of their lives, They just pay for those mistakes which they have made earlier in their lives. That's the reason why I guess that the second half of the life will be better as I have already started paying for the mistakes I made in the first half my life and now I am free to make many more as those mistakes will not be able to catch hold of me and I won't have to pay for them,,,,Hurray.....
Also on a serious note, Life is a constant learning process, However I have learned the basics of life (again I am being too optimistic, I know.) So far and even if I have to pay for the mistakes I have made, I guess life itself has taught me how to deal with it.
So three cheers to “Half Life”......
And after a wonderful "Half Life", I would like to talk about another thing which is as it's best when it's half and that is "Night", "Half Night".
For youngsters, Night starts when it's half passed and no matter if you are sitting with friends, Girlfriend or simply lonely..that's the best time to do what you are good at. For example if you like talking and getting into a debate or something, that's the time when you can find all the vents of you mind open. and as mentioned earlier we don't need a full night to utilize it (in any possible way). it's just the second half which gives you the real groove. Writers get most incredible writing idea, Painters get most colorful visions and countless number of beds get broken from 00:00 to 04:00 Hrs due to some really passionate making out sessions( i've googled it and found this 'bed breaking' stats, though i did not contribute). Jokes apart but the second half of the night is the time when one really gets to know and does excatly what one wants, Because most of the time we don't do what we want to do but just do what we have to do and this second half of the night just lets you follow your heart, desires, passions and ambitions.
Then comes the "BIG ONE"... Love Story or "Half Love stories", Here when i say "Half Love stories", It also means "incomplete love stories" and unlike the "Night", Love stories and more enjoyable and memorable in the first half because in the later part there are only two possibilities...first and most likely there will be a "break up" and in the worst scenario the story might end up in the wedding ceremony of the couple. Reason why i am saying that the first half is better because when you get into a relationship or looking to get into a relationship, Everything seems really wonderful and majestic. Like writing love letters...oops i am sorry, i meant chatting on phone all night, going to CCD, watching movies and discussing about the endless possibilities of the future. Along with that, There are extreme amount of fun in just looking for a chance to touch, kiss and hug. In the beginning girl never dislikes when her man talks to some other chic and tries to magnetize him with more passion and expression of love but later on she wants to be the only girl in her partner's life (which is not wrong) but this time not with passion or love but by sheer force. Same with boys as in the beginning they just don't stop calling their love all day and night but slowly and gradually, Even replying to their text becomes a headache for them. So all in all, We create so many sweet memories in the first half of a "Love Story", But we bitterly regret for those memories in the later part.
(above mentioned feelings i have taken from the post "the break up" from my friend, aman's blog www.amanandlifeaajkal.blogspot.com as unfortunetly i did not come across any of these things during my love story, So i never knew what was the majority up to, thanks to aman.)
Now some more interesting stuffs.....
"Half Asleep".....That's awesome coz when you are completely slept... you are dead..as simple as that. Because you don't get to know how badly you wanted to sleep and how well are you sleeping. When you are half asleep, Means you are neither slept nor awake, But you really want to sleep but due to some positive or negative reason you are anable to do so, Even if you are in this stage for 10 minutes, every second you think how badly you need to sleep and during these 10 minutes, few seconds you'll be awake and then again you are slept for few seconds. few people (including me) even see dreams in installments. sometimes a nap of 5 minutes relaxes you much more than a full sleep of 8 Hrs (tested and verified at so many offices and lecture rooms).
"Half Cigarrette"...yes my friends, It's an experience which only a smoker can understand. You have just taken your lunch or dinner, Or just finished a beer or just had fight with somebody on the phone and all you want to do is "Smoke"..you rush to a shop or if you are lucky and farsighted then you take out one from you pocket and just don't like watching a full cigarette, wihtout any delay you light it. after few puffs you feel much relaxed and then you look at that "half cigarrette" and silently thanks to it One more thing, which has happened with me manier times, I am out of cigarettes , not feeling to go out and get one, I look here and there but unable to find one, i look up and down, in the drawer, in the almirah, in the kitchen, even under the pillow but failed to find one.. then all of a sudden, i rush to the rubbish bin and near that i found a "half" burnt cigarette, thrown by myself earlier in the day , and believe me it becomes a saviour for me..
Getting "Half Drunk".....That's a magical experience.. you are not that drunk to fall asleep neither less to behave normally, It's just you and your thoughts without any fence of formality inbetween. that's when you start talking what you really feel, Without thinking about what impact it will make on the listener, you get vocal, expressive and as casual as one can be, but still you don't cross the limit and keep on saying "ye mat soch ki main peekar bol raha hu".sometimes you call your very old friend and tell him that you still miss him/her or call a very close friend with whome you meet daily and tell him him that u never liked him.At times you even call your ex and check if she is okay now, but beware of this instance, if she is okay then don't go for more drink coz you might end up, making another call to her and abusing her for being extra adaptive in her life.
Apart from these above mentioned thing, there are few more things which are best, when they are half, However i will not elaborate on them and leave it to you to let me if you like them "full" or "half". well other nice "half" things are:-- Girl's dresses, First half of Michael Doulglas' movies, Bike's half seat (only if shared with a nice hot chic) and last but can not be least...a half ORGASM...
I've tried and mentioned what i feel in bits and pieces, however the motive benind writing this post is a decision which i have made. Decision to fall in complete love with so many incomplete things around, Because most of us, most of the times incompletely love only the complete things but if we start to love the imcomplete things around with complete honesty, then i guess the world be a real "complete"place to live..
Cheers....
It's been a really long time, since I've been thinking about this term “Better Half”. We use this term when we talk about our or one's spouse. But believe me, Whenever “I “ use this term for my partner, I silently mean “Bitter Half”. But somewhere in my mind I always had this doubt that why that “Half” is better than a “Full” me.
If we go by the meaning mentioned in the vocabulary, It says... better half means “The larger amount or majority of something,” or “Spouse”. and my friends don't worry, I am not going to talk about "Spouse" here. Neither mine, Nor yours...
So I decided to thought and after having decided to thought, I finally started thinking and then I got another thought..
There are so many things in life which are better only if they are “half” and not “full”.
Let's start with the most complicated thing which exists.......”Life”......... If I talk about myself, I think that I am halfway through my life ( I am extremely optimistic person and I did not want to compromise with anything less or more, like living for 100 yrs and all). Because I had read it somewhere, That normally, People keep on making mistakes in half of their lives and rest of their lives, They just pay for those mistakes which they have made earlier in their lives. That's the reason why I guess that the second half of the life will be better as I have already started paying for the mistakes I made in the first half my life and now I am free to make many more as those mistakes will not be able to catch hold of me and I won't have to pay for them,,,,Hurray.....
Also on a serious note, Life is a constant learning process, However I have learned the basics of life (again I am being too optimistic, I know.) So far and even if I have to pay for the mistakes I have made, I guess life itself has taught me how to deal with it.
So three cheers to “Half Life”......
And after a wonderful "Half Life", I would like to talk about another thing which is as it's best when it's half and that is "Night", "Half Night".
For youngsters, Night starts when it's half passed and no matter if you are sitting with friends, Girlfriend or simply lonely..that's the best time to do what you are good at. For example if you like talking and getting into a debate or something, that's the time when you can find all the vents of you mind open. and as mentioned earlier we don't need a full night to utilize it (in any possible way). it's just the second half which gives you the real groove. Writers get most incredible writing idea, Painters get most colorful visions and countless number of beds get broken from 00:00 to 04:00 Hrs due to some really passionate making out sessions( i've googled it and found this 'bed breaking' stats, though i did not contribute). Jokes apart but the second half of the night is the time when one really gets to know and does excatly what one wants, Because most of the time we don't do what we want to do but just do what we have to do and this second half of the night just lets you follow your heart, desires, passions and ambitions.
Then comes the "BIG ONE"... Love Story or "Half Love stories", Here when i say "Half Love stories", It also means "incomplete love stories" and unlike the "Night", Love stories and more enjoyable and memorable in the first half because in the later part there are only two possibilities...first and most likely there will be a "break up" and in the worst scenario the story might end up in the wedding ceremony of the couple. Reason why i am saying that the first half is better because when you get into a relationship or looking to get into a relationship, Everything seems really wonderful and majestic. Like writing love letters...oops i am sorry, i meant chatting on phone all night, going to CCD, watching movies and discussing about the endless possibilities of the future. Along with that, There are extreme amount of fun in just looking for a chance to touch, kiss and hug. In the beginning girl never dislikes when her man talks to some other chic and tries to magnetize him with more passion and expression of love but later on she wants to be the only girl in her partner's life (which is not wrong) but this time not with passion or love but by sheer force. Same with boys as in the beginning they just don't stop calling their love all day and night but slowly and gradually, Even replying to their text becomes a headache for them. So all in all, We create so many sweet memories in the first half of a "Love Story", But we bitterly regret for those memories in the later part.
(above mentioned feelings i have taken from the post "the break up" from my friend, aman's blog www.amanandlifeaajkal.blogspot.com as unfortunetly i did not come across any of these things during my love story, So i never knew what was the majority up to, thanks to aman.)
Now some more interesting stuffs.....
"Half Asleep".....That's awesome coz when you are completely slept... you are dead..as simple as that. Because you don't get to know how badly you wanted to sleep and how well are you sleeping. When you are half asleep, Means you are neither slept nor awake, But you really want to sleep but due to some positive or negative reason you are anable to do so, Even if you are in this stage for 10 minutes, every second you think how badly you need to sleep and during these 10 minutes, few seconds you'll be awake and then again you are slept for few seconds. few people (including me) even see dreams in installments. sometimes a nap of 5 minutes relaxes you much more than a full sleep of 8 Hrs (tested and verified at so many offices and lecture rooms).
"Half Cigarrette"...yes my friends, It's an experience which only a smoker can understand. You have just taken your lunch or dinner, Or just finished a beer or just had fight with somebody on the phone and all you want to do is "Smoke"..you rush to a shop or if you are lucky and farsighted then you take out one from you pocket and just don't like watching a full cigarette, wihtout any delay you light it. after few puffs you feel much relaxed and then you look at that "half cigarrette" and silently thanks to it One more thing, which has happened with me manier times, I am out of cigarettes , not feeling to go out and get one, I look here and there but unable to find one, i look up and down, in the drawer, in the almirah, in the kitchen, even under the pillow but failed to find one.. then all of a sudden, i rush to the rubbish bin and near that i found a "half" burnt cigarette, thrown by myself earlier in the day , and believe me it becomes a saviour for me..
Getting "Half Drunk".....That's a magical experience.. you are not that drunk to fall asleep neither less to behave normally, It's just you and your thoughts without any fence of formality inbetween. that's when you start talking what you really feel, Without thinking about what impact it will make on the listener, you get vocal, expressive and as casual as one can be, but still you don't cross the limit and keep on saying "ye mat soch ki main peekar bol raha hu".sometimes you call your very old friend and tell him that you still miss him/her or call a very close friend with whome you meet daily and tell him him that u never liked him.At times you even call your ex and check if she is okay now, but beware of this instance, if she is okay then don't go for more drink coz you might end up, making another call to her and abusing her for being extra adaptive in her life.
Apart from these above mentioned thing, there are few more things which are best, when they are half, However i will not elaborate on them and leave it to you to let me if you like them "full" or "half". well other nice "half" things are:-- Girl's dresses, First half of Michael Doulglas' movies, Bike's half seat (only if shared with a nice hot chic) and last but can not be least...a half ORGASM...
I've tried and mentioned what i feel in bits and pieces, however the motive benind writing this post is a decision which i have made. Decision to fall in complete love with so many incomplete things around, Because most of us, most of the times incompletely love only the complete things but if we start to love the imcomplete things around with complete honesty, then i guess the world be a real "complete"place to live..
Cheers....
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Spicy Dalit Burger......
Hi Friends,
The recipe is simple and entirely home grown. Only thing different here is the absence of bread. Take some drama as one leaf and another a mix bag of pseudo sympathy and crocodile tears. Put a generous layer of vote bank instead of of butter and of course as the name suggests. You need a DALIT in between. Put it into a grill for sometime and have it hot with some tomato and chili sauce. Yummy....is'nt it??? At least few BSP and Congress leaders would agree to it, As far as their humanitarian taste in concerned.
Who are these dalits and how on earth they become an integral ingredient of indian politics rather cuisine. If you want to continue with it...To answer the first question, They are a special category of entities whom Mahatma gandhi fondly termed as Harijans some seven or eight decades back. Well thanks to this information provided to us in our fifth std. civics book. But only this info does not justify them being so important in contemporary politics. Mahatma Gandhi might have fondly termed many items or group of people with different names, But this certainly does not matter. Another example :- Mahatma Gandhi seriously equated honesty with leaders and leadership. But honesty is far fetched from out leaders these days. Why our so called leaders are so much interested for a particular synonym coined by Gandhiji??
There is no definite answer to this but close to a million possibilities. Majority of these Dalits are not educated enough to decide the good, Bad and ugly for themselves. Some say this ignorance of the three items actually is a medium of exploitation for them by the crooks in every walk of life. Let it be the guy providing them some income through the Hard work or their Chief Minister, Whom these guys believe is the last person caring for them. To keep this exploitation to be exploited, All the crooks who are benefiting, make sure that the last thing reaching these Dalits is the "education".
These half starved, Fully illiterate dalits never come into any one's activity radar until their is an election. So mathematically speaking and if the political situation allows, Then these guys are remembered by our Sarkar, Mantriji, All his Chamchas once in every five year. OK, I exaggerated. In an average, Not better than once in every three years or odd days like the birth and death anniversary of Ambedkar or off late with the grace of Mayawati on birth and death anniversary of Kansiram also. The same guys who promise to gift the Chanda mama to them along with making their respective villages no less than New york or Chicago, before election were never seen approaching them till the next election.
Even on these couple of days a year also none seems too interested in them beyond a tokenism. In the name of dalits and their icons like Ambedkar or self proclaimed icons like Mayawati or “The Mayawati”, The politicians get busy with the nude display of their power and ego. You don't need any better example than what happened few days back in Ambedkar Nagar to authenticate my claims.
(Ambedkar Nagar is a really small town in U.P. Which was earlier known as Akbarpur, However due to Dalitaization of so many cities in U.P., It became Ambedkar Nagar. Unfortunately, My father is a government officer in this city and is there for last 12 years and directly or indirectly every now and then he pays for being a non dalit and that's how I get to know all the real stuffs about the city beyond what prints on paper or gets aired on TV.)
Rahul Gandhi with his new found sudden love towards the dalits decided to honor Ambedkar on his birth anniversary along with flagging off something called Chetna Yatra on the occasion of 125 years of Congress. Quite few things rolled into one. Mayawati, Who is not very fond of Rahul Gandhi or this never heard of Yatra coupled with the fear of loosing few dalits to this new found lover of them and her belief that all dalits are her personal property, decided to show a big thumb to the congress general secretary. What followed is chaos of highest degree with Rahul Gandhi denied to do the garlanding of the statue, At least not before Mayawati does so.Was the respect to Ambedkar was on the agenda or who first shows the respect to him was? I guess the later.
Shouldn't it be termed as crocodile tears. In the name of showing respect these two human beings fought hard for their self respect. Ambedkar could wait for sometime. Time lines were drawn and the Gandhi camp was directed to wait with their set of plans till Mayawati gets over with hers. Good for Ambedkar that he would get a phase wise honour on his birthday. Ambedkar can't ask for a better birthday than this. Could he?
By the way has either of the camps ordered for a cake and few candles? And yes don't forget to get that knife to cut the damn cake in front of all those dalits, where one of their icons thankfully getting honored phase wise.
Long Live Indian Politics.....
Cheers.....
The recipe is simple and entirely home grown. Only thing different here is the absence of bread. Take some drama as one leaf and another a mix bag of pseudo sympathy and crocodile tears. Put a generous layer of vote bank instead of of butter and of course as the name suggests. You need a DALIT in between. Put it into a grill for sometime and have it hot with some tomato and chili sauce. Yummy....is'nt it??? At least few BSP and Congress leaders would agree to it, As far as their humanitarian taste in concerned.
Who are these dalits and how on earth they become an integral ingredient of indian politics rather cuisine. If you want to continue with it...To answer the first question, They are a special category of entities whom Mahatma gandhi fondly termed as Harijans some seven or eight decades back. Well thanks to this information provided to us in our fifth std. civics book. But only this info does not justify them being so important in contemporary politics. Mahatma Gandhi might have fondly termed many items or group of people with different names, But this certainly does not matter. Another example :- Mahatma Gandhi seriously equated honesty with leaders and leadership. But honesty is far fetched from out leaders these days. Why our so called leaders are so much interested for a particular synonym coined by Gandhiji??
There is no definite answer to this but close to a million possibilities. Majority of these Dalits are not educated enough to decide the good, Bad and ugly for themselves. Some say this ignorance of the three items actually is a medium of exploitation for them by the crooks in every walk of life. Let it be the guy providing them some income through the Hard work or their Chief Minister, Whom these guys believe is the last person caring for them. To keep this exploitation to be exploited, All the crooks who are benefiting, make sure that the last thing reaching these Dalits is the "education".
These half starved, Fully illiterate dalits never come into any one's activity radar until their is an election. So mathematically speaking and if the political situation allows, Then these guys are remembered by our Sarkar, Mantriji, All his Chamchas once in every five year. OK, I exaggerated. In an average, Not better than once in every three years or odd days like the birth and death anniversary of Ambedkar or off late with the grace of Mayawati on birth and death anniversary of Kansiram also. The same guys who promise to gift the Chanda mama to them along with making their respective villages no less than New york or Chicago, before election were never seen approaching them till the next election.
Even on these couple of days a year also none seems too interested in them beyond a tokenism. In the name of dalits and their icons like Ambedkar or self proclaimed icons like Mayawati or “The Mayawati”, The politicians get busy with the nude display of their power and ego. You don't need any better example than what happened few days back in Ambedkar Nagar to authenticate my claims.
(Ambedkar Nagar is a really small town in U.P. Which was earlier known as Akbarpur, However due to Dalitaization of so many cities in U.P., It became Ambedkar Nagar. Unfortunately, My father is a government officer in this city and is there for last 12 years and directly or indirectly every now and then he pays for being a non dalit and that's how I get to know all the real stuffs about the city beyond what prints on paper or gets aired on TV.)
Rahul Gandhi with his new found sudden love towards the dalits decided to honor Ambedkar on his birth anniversary along with flagging off something called Chetna Yatra on the occasion of 125 years of Congress. Quite few things rolled into one. Mayawati, Who is not very fond of Rahul Gandhi or this never heard of Yatra coupled with the fear of loosing few dalits to this new found lover of them and her belief that all dalits are her personal property, decided to show a big thumb to the congress general secretary. What followed is chaos of highest degree with Rahul Gandhi denied to do the garlanding of the statue, At least not before Mayawati does so.Was the respect to Ambedkar was on the agenda or who first shows the respect to him was? I guess the later.
Shouldn't it be termed as crocodile tears. In the name of showing respect these two human beings fought hard for their self respect. Ambedkar could wait for sometime. Time lines were drawn and the Gandhi camp was directed to wait with their set of plans till Mayawati gets over with hers. Good for Ambedkar that he would get a phase wise honour on his birthday. Ambedkar can't ask for a better birthday than this. Could he?
By the way has either of the camps ordered for a cake and few candles? And yes don't forget to get that knife to cut the damn cake in front of all those dalits, where one of their icons thankfully getting honored phase wise.
Long Live Indian Politics.....
Cheers.....
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Lessons...Taught By Life...
Hi Friends,
Today I wish to call my truths of life. I wish to say so many things. I don’t know that how it would turn into .May be my account would lack convincing clichés. In the uncertain domain of observing world I am placing myself into an arena where I can be scrutinized. My experience say’s that nothing worthwhile comes out of you unless you define yourself rather than letting people define you.
The mounting burden of “I being looked upon” as some sort of complex person makes me to explain the hard things of life. Let me make it very clear that it’s not an explanation to anybody in specific but a statement of life in general and to let all of you find your specific and respective references where i have been questioned. Hopefully my diction won’t disappoint anybody but even if they are not convinced then with all humbleness I regret my limitations ( and saying f**k off!).
I am ample clear that my chosen words would not be as straight as few may wish to read but surely it would carry the meaning more explicit then the words which many a times diminishes sheen of decency. Perhaps many may not take me as suitable and perfect man to state on the truth of life. I failed them many times, yet unproven I am lauded and for the unknown reasons I am still acceptable as failed man. I wonder at their modesty and I remain as it is with applauding people around me. I remain among them as their own but relatively kept as one who lacks in comparison to others…
I contested the relative comparison on certain ideals but they have valid reasons and the guts to accept me in imperfection but never accepted the ideals of which I believe in. I am admired and adored…showered lot of praise and I remain delighted because they commended me…I remain their man but still not perfect as they wanted me to be…I braved the odds they too join hands because they see no other alternative and yes they do take the credit that in spite of my imperfection they are enduring me…
All my successes (yes, even i have succeeded in so few things, few times) is celebrated and my setbacks with killing silence is absorbed to give me back later with the piercing oblique references. I understand their point of view and kept things intact and surely would never do anything to dismantle. My credence in the battling zone of life never gained the acknowledging pat of compassion…the expectation and denial gradually I accepted with humility…My own dwarfing world gained the silent stance to accept anything no matter what may come…In the bargain, I remained what I am but not to the disowning soul. without any conflict or question world is created where it is normal to be stranger in private and in public domain an absolute treat to eyes.
Well that’s what life is and I accepted the terms with very valid reasons and on the issues which are sacred to me (or scared from me). I won’t let anybody to pass stricture against neither I would ever do. The care as expected naturally flowed in but somewhere the core intensity vanished and just as the empty bodies dancing in the sky in isolation so as it is happening here. We glitter in our own way and charm the world. The world is watching these bodies up there and so as over here to us too. Everything is normal…yes it is and the truth is that normalcy cost but in return I see the dividends. Then I believe that life in its own way compensates us…it strikes balance…I am wondering that have you reached the core of my truth or still wandering in the periphery with your own truth. The baffling instances of life and its impact should not be written on your face and also your truth…
Experience how cruel it may be is not marketable…it is not salable …neither you have to put big hoarding of your pain on your face…I don’t believe in marketing my pain because I don’t wish to be in competition with other person’s pain and let the truth be judged and felt in most humane way…let it be felt intuitively…let this intuitive gesture not further dissect anybody but plain feel of the pulse would make you understand the truth.
Certain things are not spoken to maintain sanctity and let this truth be understood in correct perspective…
Remember, We are not fighting a battle of life to win it, But to live and let others live. Truth is the phenomena that has been cosmetically designed skeleton of emotions and that is lethal. Co-existence with difference defines the grace of a relation…let this grace be a subtle force to enhance the largeness of heart and creates the total meaning of real life where we don’t live in isolation…we have people around which are more precious than anybody…They need to be protected…we would like to see them growing…we would like to see them happy… we would like them to succeed…As they are seeing us to be happy…the balance has to be maintained.
In the world of parallels there exists another world of truth which we all live yet never wish to own up because there you draw lines without parallels…there you are asymmetry to others . I see the light…and in this world I see the light…
Are you scratching your head that what crap I am talking…it’s a perfect reaction which many would say it loudly…But I wish to hold this little world for me to live where I get wings…where I certainly don’t exist in real but yet the dream are so real…while doing so I do not know how I wish to be judged but even if I am judged they would know that I lived these dreams…the truth is not what we observe…truth is what we feel…truth too has its parallels, Let this not be contested as right or wrong...parallels are complementary too at times...
Now i am going to wrap up my thoughts here and believe me, Even i don't know why i have written these random things here, But one there is one thing i am sure of, That it might be tough to understand but rather easy to read. So happy reading...
Cheers....
Today I wish to call my truths of life. I wish to say so many things. I don’t know that how it would turn into .May be my account would lack convincing clichés. In the uncertain domain of observing world I am placing myself into an arena where I can be scrutinized. My experience say’s that nothing worthwhile comes out of you unless you define yourself rather than letting people define you.
The mounting burden of “I being looked upon” as some sort of complex person makes me to explain the hard things of life. Let me make it very clear that it’s not an explanation to anybody in specific but a statement of life in general and to let all of you find your specific and respective references where i have been questioned. Hopefully my diction won’t disappoint anybody but even if they are not convinced then with all humbleness I regret my limitations ( and saying f**k off!).
I am ample clear that my chosen words would not be as straight as few may wish to read but surely it would carry the meaning more explicit then the words which many a times diminishes sheen of decency. Perhaps many may not take me as suitable and perfect man to state on the truth of life. I failed them many times, yet unproven I am lauded and for the unknown reasons I am still acceptable as failed man. I wonder at their modesty and I remain as it is with applauding people around me. I remain among them as their own but relatively kept as one who lacks in comparison to others…
I contested the relative comparison on certain ideals but they have valid reasons and the guts to accept me in imperfection but never accepted the ideals of which I believe in. I am admired and adored…showered lot of praise and I remain delighted because they commended me…I remain their man but still not perfect as they wanted me to be…I braved the odds they too join hands because they see no other alternative and yes they do take the credit that in spite of my imperfection they are enduring me…
All my successes (yes, even i have succeeded in so few things, few times) is celebrated and my setbacks with killing silence is absorbed to give me back later with the piercing oblique references. I understand their point of view and kept things intact and surely would never do anything to dismantle. My credence in the battling zone of life never gained the acknowledging pat of compassion…the expectation and denial gradually I accepted with humility…My own dwarfing world gained the silent stance to accept anything no matter what may come…In the bargain, I remained what I am but not to the disowning soul. without any conflict or question world is created where it is normal to be stranger in private and in public domain an absolute treat to eyes.
Well that’s what life is and I accepted the terms with very valid reasons and on the issues which are sacred to me (or scared from me). I won’t let anybody to pass stricture against neither I would ever do. The care as expected naturally flowed in but somewhere the core intensity vanished and just as the empty bodies dancing in the sky in isolation so as it is happening here. We glitter in our own way and charm the world. The world is watching these bodies up there and so as over here to us too. Everything is normal…yes it is and the truth is that normalcy cost but in return I see the dividends. Then I believe that life in its own way compensates us…it strikes balance…I am wondering that have you reached the core of my truth or still wandering in the periphery with your own truth. The baffling instances of life and its impact should not be written on your face and also your truth…
Experience how cruel it may be is not marketable…it is not salable …neither you have to put big hoarding of your pain on your face…I don’t believe in marketing my pain because I don’t wish to be in competition with other person’s pain and let the truth be judged and felt in most humane way…let it be felt intuitively…let this intuitive gesture not further dissect anybody but plain feel of the pulse would make you understand the truth.
Certain things are not spoken to maintain sanctity and let this truth be understood in correct perspective…
Remember, We are not fighting a battle of life to win it, But to live and let others live. Truth is the phenomena that has been cosmetically designed skeleton of emotions and that is lethal. Co-existence with difference defines the grace of a relation…let this grace be a subtle force to enhance the largeness of heart and creates the total meaning of real life where we don’t live in isolation…we have people around which are more precious than anybody…They need to be protected…we would like to see them growing…we would like to see them happy… we would like them to succeed…As they are seeing us to be happy…the balance has to be maintained.
In the world of parallels there exists another world of truth which we all live yet never wish to own up because there you draw lines without parallels…there you are asymmetry to others . I see the light…and in this world I see the light…
Are you scratching your head that what crap I am talking…it’s a perfect reaction which many would say it loudly…But I wish to hold this little world for me to live where I get wings…where I certainly don’t exist in real but yet the dream are so real…while doing so I do not know how I wish to be judged but even if I am judged they would know that I lived these dreams…the truth is not what we observe…truth is what we feel…truth too has its parallels, Let this not be contested as right or wrong...parallels are complementary too at times...
Now i am going to wrap up my thoughts here and believe me, Even i don't know why i have written these random things here, But one there is one thing i am sure of, That it might be tough to understand but rather easy to read. So happy reading...
Cheers....
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Why To Mingle?????
Hi Friends,
For last so many days, I have been thinking about this “ To be or not to be a Single” thing. Reason is, that about a month back, One of my friends told me that she is falling in love with somebody and since she and her boyfriend have accepted that they are a couple, she has started feeling a bit different. Difference in her mannerism, Behavior, Habits and in almost everything. She also told me that now she does not like to spend time with her family anymore and prefers to get locked up in a room and think about her Boyfriend.
Just to clarify that she is my friend and I do not like to be friends with people who are too younger, especially girls. It was important to mention here because I just wanted to make clear that I am not talking about a teenager.
So I was talking about that change she is going through, along with the detachment from the family, she has also started thinking that the people who used to come to her to wish her morning or evening, are just being too horny.
I am sorry my dear friend, Perhaps I am too "boringly immature" to understand this and it's just an example which I have mentioned here, Because it's not about this friend of mine, But wherever I see, I can see boys and girls are just fascinated to get into a relationship with the opposite sex without ever and even realizing if they really need it.
Sometimes...I wonder what people mean when they say they are single and lonely. I have always believed, being lonely and being alone are two different statements altogether. Though being alone is momentary, loneliness gives you a feeling of solitude for life.
Now, some of my readers might think that because I am “married” and still think this way, then I might be regretting for the time when I got married or for my decision of getting married. But my friends that's not the case and that's not the case with everyone and that's why I think this “I HAVE TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND” theory sucks..
I had a 50 years old neighbor, Who used to sit in the balcony every evening with a peg of whiskey in his hands and used to listen some wonderful old hindi movie songs. One day I tried and find if he is too lonely, But his reply just shook me. He replied “ Beta zindagi nikal gayi hai, agle mahine 51 ka ho jaunga, par ab jaakar kahin kishore kumar ka collection poora hua hai aur in 2 ghanton ke liye main roz 22 ghante wait karta hoon”.
I am not going to make any comment about his statement, Because the way I take this statement, I don't want my readers to take this in the same way, You guys are free to take it in whichever way you want.
On the other hand a single women is a busy professional, juggling career and home, handling her life and loving it the way it is, with the guarantee that there's no place in her life for any other man.
Both the examples make me wonder if the characters are lonely or alone. Is it necessary to plan our whole life with one person or it's just a social responsibility? Can we lead a peaceful and satisfying life all alone just being ourselves and doing things we want to do once we set our mind to it? A time when we stop wandering and settle down just for ourselves or our dreams wrapped in a secure life and comfortable around ourselves. Would that be a selfish or self-centered existence or a freedom to liberty. Living our life to the fullest and wish to make each and every dream come true, and the best of our existence.
I remember how I reacted to that friend of mine(who told me about her lately started love life) I even got offended and told her that I did not like the statement, And no wonder why I reacted like that..
A feeling of single hood not only gives you a sense of freedom but also a peaceful and fulfilled life. Movies, books, music, arts, hobbies, traveling, social work, friends and lots of dreams ~ life has hell lot of variety it seems that might limit itself because of many adjustments and sacrifices done in a relationship.
Is it really necessary to have a partner or companion for life or the emptiness can be filled with a large number of friends and variety of things that leaves no space for one's other half. A single person is free to pick and choose as many individuals as friends or to connect with the whole human species with no boundaries to set in. Sometimes people you share some magical moments with become the most cherished memory of your life, much more important than the one you spent your whole life with.
Just because someone is alone does not mean he is lonely and with so many things to explore in this beautiful life there's no chance to get bored. Rather we can devote our life in helping those in need, those who has nothing. Isn't someone who care and love people but not bound to any one person is much better than the one with a companion but not satisfied and happy with his life?
I'll be waiting for the answers..
Cheers....
For last so many days, I have been thinking about this “ To be or not to be a Single” thing. Reason is, that about a month back, One of my friends told me that she is falling in love with somebody and since she and her boyfriend have accepted that they are a couple, she has started feeling a bit different. Difference in her mannerism, Behavior, Habits and in almost everything. She also told me that now she does not like to spend time with her family anymore and prefers to get locked up in a room and think about her Boyfriend.
Just to clarify that she is my friend and I do not like to be friends with people who are too younger, especially girls. It was important to mention here because I just wanted to make clear that I am not talking about a teenager.
So I was talking about that change she is going through, along with the detachment from the family, she has also started thinking that the people who used to come to her to wish her morning or evening, are just being too horny.
I am sorry my dear friend, Perhaps I am too "boringly immature" to understand this and it's just an example which I have mentioned here, Because it's not about this friend of mine, But wherever I see, I can see boys and girls are just fascinated to get into a relationship with the opposite sex without ever and even realizing if they really need it.
Sometimes...I wonder what people mean when they say they are single and lonely. I have always believed, being lonely and being alone are two different statements altogether. Though being alone is momentary, loneliness gives you a feeling of solitude for life.
Now, some of my readers might think that because I am “married” and still think this way, then I might be regretting for the time when I got married or for my decision of getting married. But my friends that's not the case and that's not the case with everyone and that's why I think this “I HAVE TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND” theory sucks..
I had a 50 years old neighbor, Who used to sit in the balcony every evening with a peg of whiskey in his hands and used to listen some wonderful old hindi movie songs. One day I tried and find if he is too lonely, But his reply just shook me. He replied “ Beta zindagi nikal gayi hai, agle mahine 51 ka ho jaunga, par ab jaakar kahin kishore kumar ka collection poora hua hai aur in 2 ghanton ke liye main roz 22 ghante wait karta hoon”.
I am not going to make any comment about his statement, Because the way I take this statement, I don't want my readers to take this in the same way, You guys are free to take it in whichever way you want.
On the other hand a single women is a busy professional, juggling career and home, handling her life and loving it the way it is, with the guarantee that there's no place in her life for any other man.
Both the examples make me wonder if the characters are lonely or alone. Is it necessary to plan our whole life with one person or it's just a social responsibility? Can we lead a peaceful and satisfying life all alone just being ourselves and doing things we want to do once we set our mind to it? A time when we stop wandering and settle down just for ourselves or our dreams wrapped in a secure life and comfortable around ourselves. Would that be a selfish or self-centered existence or a freedom to liberty. Living our life to the fullest and wish to make each and every dream come true, and the best of our existence.
I remember how I reacted to that friend of mine(who told me about her lately started love life) I even got offended and told her that I did not like the statement, And no wonder why I reacted like that..
A feeling of single hood not only gives you a sense of freedom but also a peaceful and fulfilled life. Movies, books, music, arts, hobbies, traveling, social work, friends and lots of dreams ~ life has hell lot of variety it seems that might limit itself because of many adjustments and sacrifices done in a relationship.
Is it really necessary to have a partner or companion for life or the emptiness can be filled with a large number of friends and variety of things that leaves no space for one's other half. A single person is free to pick and choose as many individuals as friends or to connect with the whole human species with no boundaries to set in. Sometimes people you share some magical moments with become the most cherished memory of your life, much more important than the one you spent your whole life with.
Just because someone is alone does not mean he is lonely and with so many things to explore in this beautiful life there's no chance to get bored. Rather we can devote our life in helping those in need, those who has nothing. Isn't someone who care and love people but not bound to any one person is much better than the one with a companion but not satisfied and happy with his life?
I'll be waiting for the answers..
Cheers....
Friday, April 2, 2010
It's not 15th aug or 26th jan, but still.....
I did not write anything today, Infact i was just waiting for my watch to show 17:00 Hrs and i leave. However just to pass last one hour, I started reading Times of India e-paper for 1st and 2nd april and on the 1st april's issue, I looked at a column about Ajmal Kasaab and his Judgement day which has been declaired will be on 1st of May 2010.Along with that this article also had details regarding the ongoing trial of this terrorist and how indian government spent "33 CRORES" for his trial, case, security, wellbeing and survival.
As we all know that in india, there are millions of people who don't get 5 Lakh (like me) in an year even after rubbing our respectve a**es non stop. Along with the countless number of people, Who sleep on footpath and whenever they get food for two times, it becomes a reason for them to celebrate.
If any responsible person gets this 33,0000000 INR amout, we can easily give 300-500 people a good present and secured future. Well, I think it's really a hypothetical idea.
If we talk about the reality of the indian middle class, Who travel in metros, Buses, Autos and trains, We are the easiest or we can say "the softest targets" for any anti-national activity or terrorism. It's quite easy for anybody like Mr. Kasaab to come, shoot, confess, survive and still hope that he will get an escape.
As we say that we are a "democratic country" and we respect our enemies as well. It's not just Mr. Kasaab on whom we have spent 33,0000000 INR, if we talk about the cases which are undergoing and terrorists and suspets who are we feeding, perhaps we'll have to add thousands of 0s infront of 33.
What are we trying to prove, Who are we trying to prove and last but not the least, What are we waiting for??????
It's nothing like we are'nt doing anything. Few days back Mr. Modi was interrogated for the "Godhra" case and news channel even proclaimed that "Modi" might be the first politician in the history of Indian to undergo such trial. Again the question comes, Was their only Muslims who lost their lives?? before i write anything else, I would like to make clear that I don't favour any of the "SENAs" or "DALs" and have nothing against Islam as well. But aren't we being to "sacularly scared"of the real terror elements?? why don't out politicians take any actions against quite
obvious suspects and just think about the minority vote banks.
People in India don't like and understand the any movies like "My name is Khan", Because they don't know how US is reassuring the they don't have to mourn on another "ground zero" to remember the terrible experience of 09/11.
When are we going to make our immigration law tougher and execute it???
As long as we follow a policy of appeasement, we will never be able to tackle terrorism and we might have to live in constant fear and anxiety. Several cowardly attacks on ’soft targets’ have killed the innocent common man. In the interest of the nation, all communities, caste, creed, class, must be banned immediately.
Henceforth, all those who live in India must be called Indians. Any Indian can privately practice his/her own chosen religion. The Indian-ness must be emphasized .No one must be known as a Tamilian, Andhraite, Maharashtrian, etc……Only identity recognised must be -Indian.
Fearless action must be taken against anyone spreading anti-Indian feelings through their places of worship, schools,etc. The Nation comes first and then all other communities.
Someone has made fun of our Indian policy called ‘Athithi Devo Bhava’. It is carried to the extreme by our Government, As i compared our immigration and securities breatches which few other coutries and here is what i got:::
It goes like this:
If You Cross The North Korean Border Illegally,You Get 12 Years Hard Labour.
If You Cross The Iranian Border Illegally,You Are Detained Indefinitely.
If You Cross The Afghan Border,You Get Shot.
If You Cross The Saudi Arabian Border,You Get Jailed.
If You Cross The Chinese Border Illegally, You May Never be Heard Again.
If You Cross The Venezuelan Border Illegally, You Will Be Branded A Spy And Dealt
Accordingly.
If You Enter Britian Illegally, You Will Be Arrested, Prosecuted, And Imprisoned and then Deported.
BUT IF YOU CROSS THE INDIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY, YOU GET……..
A Ration Card
Voter Identification
Passport(1 or more)
Haj Subsidy
Job
A Driver’s License
Job Reservation
Special Privileges
Credit Cards
Subsidised Rent or Loan To Buy A House
Free Education
Free Health Care
Atleast 10 NGOs or any relegious parties to shout with.
How can you expect to contain terrorism ? The common man who calls himself an Indian, must learn to live on his own . Also, we must protect ourselves and not expect the Government to provide any security since it is busy with its own policy of appeasement to get votes, while the people get the blasts. This is what we need and to get this done we have to take actions as we have already spoken enough about all theses matters and even Shaheed Bhagat Singh said
after throwing bombs in british assembly " Deafs hear only blasts".
These lines are still applicable as earlier we fought against british and now the same fight is required against our own politicians and system...
Let's do it....
As we all know that in india, there are millions of people who don't get 5 Lakh (like me) in an year even after rubbing our respectve a**es non stop. Along with the countless number of people, Who sleep on footpath and whenever they get food for two times, it becomes a reason for them to celebrate.
If any responsible person gets this 33,0000000 INR amout, we can easily give 300-500 people a good present and secured future. Well, I think it's really a hypothetical idea.
If we talk about the reality of the indian middle class, Who travel in metros, Buses, Autos and trains, We are the easiest or we can say "the softest targets" for any anti-national activity or terrorism. It's quite easy for anybody like Mr. Kasaab to come, shoot, confess, survive and still hope that he will get an escape.
As we say that we are a "democratic country" and we respect our enemies as well. It's not just Mr. Kasaab on whom we have spent 33,0000000 INR, if we talk about the cases which are undergoing and terrorists and suspets who are we feeding, perhaps we'll have to add thousands of 0s infront of 33.
What are we trying to prove, Who are we trying to prove and last but not the least, What are we waiting for??????
It's nothing like we are'nt doing anything. Few days back Mr. Modi was interrogated for the "Godhra" case and news channel even proclaimed that "Modi" might be the first politician in the history of Indian to undergo such trial. Again the question comes, Was their only Muslims who lost their lives?? before i write anything else, I would like to make clear that I don't favour any of the "SENAs" or "DALs" and have nothing against Islam as well. But aren't we being to "sacularly scared"of the real terror elements?? why don't out politicians take any actions against quite
obvious suspects and just think about the minority vote banks.
People in India don't like and understand the any movies like "My name is Khan", Because they don't know how US is reassuring the they don't have to mourn on another "ground zero" to remember the terrible experience of 09/11.
When are we going to make our immigration law tougher and execute it???
As long as we follow a policy of appeasement, we will never be able to tackle terrorism and we might have to live in constant fear and anxiety. Several cowardly attacks on ’soft targets’ have killed the innocent common man. In the interest of the nation, all communities, caste, creed, class, must be banned immediately.
Henceforth, all those who live in India must be called Indians. Any Indian can privately practice his/her own chosen religion. The Indian-ness must be emphasized .No one must be known as a Tamilian, Andhraite, Maharashtrian, etc……Only identity recognised must be -Indian.
Fearless action must be taken against anyone spreading anti-Indian feelings through their places of worship, schools,etc. The Nation comes first and then all other communities.
Someone has made fun of our Indian policy called ‘Athithi Devo Bhava’. It is carried to the extreme by our Government, As i compared our immigration and securities breatches which few other coutries and here is what i got:::
It goes like this:
If You Cross The North Korean Border Illegally,You Get 12 Years Hard Labour.
If You Cross The Iranian Border Illegally,You Are Detained Indefinitely.
If You Cross The Afghan Border,You Get Shot.
If You Cross The Saudi Arabian Border,You Get Jailed.
If You Cross The Chinese Border Illegally, You May Never be Heard Again.
If You Cross The Venezuelan Border Illegally, You Will Be Branded A Spy And Dealt
Accordingly.
If You Enter Britian Illegally, You Will Be Arrested, Prosecuted, And Imprisoned and then Deported.
BUT IF YOU CROSS THE INDIAN BORDER ILLEGALLY, YOU GET……..
A Ration Card
Voter Identification
Passport(1 or more)
Haj Subsidy
Job
A Driver’s License
Job Reservation
Special Privileges
Credit Cards
Subsidised Rent or Loan To Buy A House
Free Education
Free Health Care
Atleast 10 NGOs or any relegious parties to shout with.
How can you expect to contain terrorism ? The common man who calls himself an Indian, must learn to live on his own . Also, we must protect ourselves and not expect the Government to provide any security since it is busy with its own policy of appeasement to get votes, while the people get the blasts. This is what we need and to get this done we have to take actions as we have already spoken enough about all theses matters and even Shaheed Bhagat Singh said
after throwing bombs in british assembly " Deafs hear only blasts".
These lines are still applicable as earlier we fought against british and now the same fight is required against our own politicians and system...
Let's do it....
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