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Whenever I am not doing anything, I keep talking to him. When I am in distress I think of him. He gives me the courage to move on in spite of obstacles  My trust in him is simply not breakable.There are occasions  when I yell at him.There are times when he will simply let me down. However my faith in him will always remain  like that of a mountain.. unshakable. He knows this is a world were co-existence in diversity is challenging. He will never ever therefore  get provoked. Be it Satanic or Angelic verses on him, be it act of ridiculing him through film, he seldom gets touched by people' buffoonery. He will always laugh away all the malice towards him. He believes in people's freedom of expression much more than any Democracy can ever advocate.He wonders therefore how can people for his cause become barbaric and start bloodying the world. He finds it funny and annoying when in a world of 8 billion people, a mere 1.6 billion people start behaving  as though they own him

When  I look at the complete crop of grayed hair sitting on my receding hairline, I don't feel the cramp of old age. I never care to sit down and get some weight off my feet. I am just fine being me. I simply hate  to  go through  SWOT analyzing  the self and remain pretending a full grown professional. I know I am  simply a home spun ordinary man and a face book that anyone can read Happily I don't care to keep a count on 'like&dislike clicks'  Most often I am not quite enabled  to pretend  happiness seeing people,  whom I knew to be duds climbing up the professional ladder with all ease and no strain. This quite often makes me go mad.  I feel duped and keep regretting looking back at my professional career path. Things like this take  time to get off my head. Add to this a discomforting economy and a sinking civic environment also keeps me grumbling and fuming. I know this is no life OK for me. I should not keep grumbling and keep listing my regrets. Being a

The saintly people today seems to be more enterprising and innovative than their predecessors some decades ago. How else  could they  sell 'living ' as an art and mint money,power and more money.I have always believed that living is simply a privilege that is god given and which goes away the moment your  heart stops beating.Now I don't intent  to take a dig at the hordes of God men by saying what I said. I for one simply believe in living my life without making  art and commerce of it.. I don't like the idea of being a  reminiscent I simply believe in moving forward and taking every day head up and feet grounded..Life is about exploring and chartering and not post-morteming  and repenting. That is why I love Geography and prefer History  to rest with the historians Most of the people I have interacted closely and know them for decades ,have done well in life. I may not be enjoying their economic comforts and financial frills,but I am happy the way I am. I lov

Crimes and Rapes, Corruptions and  Scams, Female feticide & Bride burning  along with Road rage and Rowdyism continues to remain a runaway success in spite of  all those awareness creating 'Jago re Jago' TV   episodes and serials. The puppetry of politics are paving way for social activists and self propelled God heads to play dirty and make business of derailing political climate in the country.  The woe list of people continue to  grow tall with prices and patience hitting a ceiling  beyond the cloud and the sky . Yet we still  hold the  audacity to  Hope for a better and not a battered tomorrow.   Our  king size plights and prejudice  does not lessen our courage to push on and pull on with life and destiny. We remain ambitious,yet are not made of sterner stuff as Shakespeare would put it.It is truly  sad therefore  to find  some among us cutting away their lives on the 'metro track' without giving life a chance to come  unruffled through the pits and

   Long back in time,when I was a boy scout, I hated to drink plain milk, so my mother used to add a heap spoon full of "Bournvita" to make it utterly buttery delicious and I truly loved it. As a boy I was very naughty but never became the Dennis the Menace, that's why I love this tag line a lot  ..."Brought up right,Bournvita Bright" Today when I am in my sixty,I still hate plain drink,I  always feel utterly bitterly delighted to have my 'old monk' with soda.I feel it makes me nutricious enough to walk straight and  keep  grounded to the reality bites.. Now if that makes me say 'drinking is nutricious"....I am sure it is not going to send all the  liver loving people hitting the Bars.  However  Brand "Amul" does not think that way...that's why it is getting  'Kolaveri-ed' over Cadbury' saying 'milk alone is not nutricious'.. In India today you can never remain frustrated with democracy as long as yo

Shakespeare maintained that this world is a stage and we are merely the actors who come and then go away GOD knows where. Perhaps this is a reason why no one wants to take the ownership of this stage, that we call the Earth. Money and power continues to win over governments & people . Exploiting and destroying the ecology and environment continues unabated. We are becoming our worst enemies. This earth is our home yet we allow it to stifle with carbon poisoning. The EARTH is struggling under the weight of 7 billion people . The temperatures are rising, cyclones and massive devastation of land is occurring. Whether we realize it or not, it remains a fact that we are today living on the edge.. Are we heading for a doom or are we there already..? Let us leave that for the year ahead to answer. For now we know the year 2011 was full of life and for which we are the living proof. I have the gut feeling that year 2012 will be a great year for all of us...Because I know we

I am a STAR today. Never mind if the 362 days that I leave behind does't recognize me even as a spot boy . In this computing age it is what you see is what you get(WYSIWYG) Nobody today is interested to check your yesterdays. It is a busy world. We all remain so busy that most of the time we don't know where everyday our 84000 seconds fly away. In this fast moving time we can't pause to check how we spend our 84000 seconds. Time has never been money for us. Most of the time we remain notoriously liberal in spending it. Be it a political movement, a civil right movement or an NGO shout,we simply flock behind without even pausing to know whose cause we are fighting.. We value money because we can make use of it to keep ourselves happy, prosperous and at times arrogantly powerful. Where as time for most of us simply is about good time, bad time and well spent time. We never give it a money denominator. Had we be doing it so we may be feeling aghast in seeing our IST Sc

I have been so engrossed with my anxiety of being a sixty plus that I almost keep forgetting every year the arrival and departure of Children's Day (14, November) . I still remember my those childhood days when I used to runaway and hide every time I broke some costly ceramic tea set or other valuable items. Being the youngest and the only son among the four children I would always cry without reasons after fighting with my sisters... I also remember my nutty and  naughty school days. I still remember my English teacher explaining William Wordsworth Poem "The Rainbow". However for some strange reasons I am still not remain convinced with Wordsworth's famous line "Child is the father of man". Well those were the wonderful days that keep lingering in my mind and memory. Whenever I get bitten with the complexity of present day living , I always revisit my school days and feel like the man who finally flew over the cuckoo's nest.. I am now

This is India. Here Cricket is a religion that will continue to bond together people cutting across their faith,caste, customs & gender. How else you explain the fanatic followers of cricket that keep swelling in number and remain dotted across the length and bredth of the country. Again this is India. Here corruption is an institution that will continue to play a lead role in restoring people's faith in Democracy. This is why we the people keep electing same tainted political parties and politicians back into parliament or into power at every election. For instance politicians responsible for Bofors, Fodder & Hawal scams continue to remain today either in power or in the parliament. It is not that the largest parliamentary democracy in the world does not have systems & process in place to check corruption. We have CAG, CVC, CBI which are government bodies responsible for overseeing government transactions, extracting accountability and enforcing criminal charg

A couple of 'martini' always does help me in not mincing words when I speak. But I swear I am not an alcoholic. I am hardly any good in mixing drinks. Anyway I don't give a damn to anybody.... Well that's precisely is what is happening to the great Indian democracy. Nobody gives a damn to anybody. Right from the PM to the glorified political strategists in the South Block, right from Finance & Home Minister to the Babus in North Block.. nobody gives a damn to, the country and to the people. The prevailing scenarios on the streets and the corridors of power & politics may not be signalling the demise of rule of law in this country but they sure are emerging signs of a decaying political system of a parliamentary democracy... How should we react to the UPA government's move to coronate RahulGandhi as the Prime Minister without taking People's mandate.? Unfortunately our Prime Minister in power does not like interfering in family affairs, nor does he beli

I never remember visiting the dentist for extracting my wisdom tooth. Now going by the statistical data, does that make me part of the 35% of population who have no 'wisdom' tooth'.Who cares. I still have teeth enough to chew away my frustrations of being on the electoral roll of world's largest democracy. Democracy has always remained an instant fascination for most of us. The concept "for the people, by the people, of the people" always make us feel great in spite of being just ordinary people. However what continues to surprise me, is the fact that we keep failing in making a right choice of electing a right political party to power. I realize we hardly have any choice. No point therefore to discredit our intelligence for our failure. Anyways how long can we continue to ignore our fundamental right to demand good governance. We are all members of the civil society, yet many like me will never endorse killing all our waking & productive hours i

My general awareness took a beating when I realized my ignorance about the usage of a term called 'Slut-Walk'. I will not blame it to my public diplomacy or the lack of it. I would prefer instead walking straight into understanding what this 'walk' is all about. 'Slut Walks' are protest march against sexual violence against women. The movement started at Toronto is now gaining ground across the globe... When it comes to sexual attacks on women with reference to India Delhi obviously score a ten on ten. A politically polluted police force and a don't care"CM"has proved helpful in taking the daily count of rapes in the city beyond our finger counts. Delhi thus become an eligible venue for heralding the movement into India. 'Slut Walking' is a collective people's response to a non- responsive political & police attitude, which keep blaming the woman's individual dress code the cause for the mounting rapes and molestati

The ordinary people spread across 28 states and seven union territories do definitely go through some linguistic & cultural pressure in communicating. However such pressures doesn't change the way they fight to cope up with their everyday struggles for existence. They continue to walk their life, dreaming their hope and drumming their little happiness celebrating festivals and rejoicing their hypocrisy by placing politicians and god men on the pedestals of the very creators. Tomorrow my city Delhi will be ready for Ram Dev Baba's grandeur 'hunger strike', splurging money power and the showmanship of hypocrisy. The venue "Ramlila ground" which has been for ages trying to burn the effigy of "Ravana"will once again fail to stop of the birth of yet another political movement that promises to hoodwink the people almost the way "Ravana" in "Ramayana" took away Sita.. Though being one among the ordinary, I don

India is running 64 and still she is being addressed as 'young nation'. I am just running 62 and my 'young nation' is all in hurry to hand me a "life term achievement award" by prefixing senior citizen to my name. The job market now has suddenly started overlooking my professional expertise and becoming more fussy about my being 62. Well anyway I don't pity myself for being around all the wonderful years and still remain all excited going on white water river rafting and enjoying MTV bouts. I am happy taking those big strides and large leaps growing my wisdom. Anyway I am not here to win my war for "Cheeni Kum" movement. I am here for waring my reasons for war against corruption. I do support & believe in "War against corruption" that's why I allowed myself to soak away in the sun at Jantar mantar. However now when I am reading the clauses of draft writing of the Lok Pal bill , I am not very sure if thi

When India won her freedom from the British, there was overwhelming emotional excitement among the people. Every Indian in the nook& corner of free India was full of dreams for this brand new India. Every Indian was optimist of seeing Tagore's" "Geetaanjli" (written in 1912) shaping up under the fire brand leadership of Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru. Such optimism drained out very soon. The head beneath the Gandhi caps of our politicians in republic India now remained more occupied scheming moves and movements that could help them exhibiting , power & wealth and allow them to use their newly acquired political acumen for furthering a rule of dynasty to keep exploiting the credibility of the people... For these political leaders, people and the country took the back seat in their scheme of things for the progress & development of free Independent India. Every politician independently & collectively started splurging wealth pow

Garnering GDP may not alone give you the health chart of the nation. It cannot reflect upon the social health of the country. Scams and corruptions has so much infested the country that we are no more in a position even to pretend that 'all is well".. Independent India's first scam showed up way back in 1948 which was called Jeep scandal & involved the then defense minister and the most trusted lieutenant of Pandit Jawahar Lal Nehru, V K Krishna Menon. This scam officially set into motion the wheels of corruption in this country. Today it has gathered such a maddening momentum that even our Constitution and our judiciary are not able to arrest its speed. It is not that they cannot apply the breaks, it is simply because they don't want to step out from the accelerator. Corruption has become the speed track to en-mass money, power & arrogance for our politicians, bureaucrats and babus . It has become the only medium that keeps our politicians across th

I am a law abiding Indian citizen. To me my national flag is not just a face mask worn at the time of world cup. For me my national anthem is much more than the martial tune 'sare jahan se acha'. Casting my vote is both my right and my responsibility. By the way I come from a society that is more known for its spending power than its quality of ever remaining a mute spectator.The credit for this goes to none other than the ex-president of America...Mr.Bush... Democracy seems to have given our politicians the fundamental freedom to use their political wisdom to unleash scams and corruptions to ensure wealth creation for self & the party. Instead of accounting for facts they remain all bent for cremating creditability. The ruling party's stubbornness in not allowing forming a joint parliamentary committee(JPC) to probe scams is an ample proof that they neither want the Pandora's box opened, nor they want to betray the tons of skeletons crowding their cu

When Shashi Tharoor in good humor used the term "cattle" to refer the common Indian all the political parties and politicians were furious and got busy giving statements to the press & the media condemning the reference. Of course these were as symbolic as paying homage to Mahatma Gandhi at the Raj ghat... Now when the Indian students are being "Radio tagged" at the US universities none of the politicians and their parties seem to be giving any teeth in their condemning the Americans for their deplorable actions as well their attitude of arrogance towards Indians. The government also is simply doing nothing beyond giving official statement, which are nothing but diplomatic rituals. Even the Indians living in America who today by their sheer numbers exercise unprecedented political influence in American politics remain deep in their slumber. Why we as a nation always remain overboard in our being influenced by everything about America& Americans..? Whe

Where the chaotic political elite remain fighting for power & purse. where Democracy has become betrayer of trust of the people. Where crime & punishments have become affairs of political convenience. Where goons are becoming franchisers of faith & GOD. Where lack of tangible leadership has become the one single most reason in pushing the country into Cesspool of Racism & Scamism. In short it is this country that I woke up for first ever time crying in bewilderment...It is this country where I for the rest of my life will every day be learning to live with fear and keep fighting my head out to trust the custodians of my vote for the safety & well being of my family. This country has no any more relevance to poet Laureate Rabindranath Tagore's "Gitanjali", Where he said and I can't resist quoting a few lines of this most beautiful poetry... here I go... "Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high; Where knowledge is free; Where

One thing that we all remain definite is about years. Yes,we all know exactly the number of years that we have been breathing and making our own little waves felt in the world around us. However most of us who are around now for lot many years do feel the discomfort of disclosing it in social circles. Age may be a mind set or just a figure but aging certainly is so agile,that we hardly come to realize,when was it when we started using "L'Oreal" to keep our gray black & glowing or when we added "OLE" wrinkle cream to our cosmetics to wrestle away the wrinkles from our face.... Talking for myself I have always believed in keeping my hair just the way they are ie gray & sparse. For me my cosmetics have always been just "BryleCream" and "Old Spice". I would always prefer to spend enough to walk around with my beer belly, rather spending on wrestling away the wrinkles from my face. Having said all this I still carry the enthuse of the s