It was cold inside the FICCI auditorium,
Like the people sitting inside.
It was 40th birthday of FNSt in India, and I was here for the cake, which didn't find me.
Besides all the good job they unknowingly do, there partners and beneficiaries let them down. there were 65 people for the symposium, in the national Capital of Delhi, on a holiday weekend. some walking in during lunch and leaving right after.
Besides a few good notes, usually from the observers, particularly Zainab. The Speakers were quite a disappointment.
List Of Dis-appointees:
Sharad Joshi: He circulated a note on his stand on US Government Bail package to the recent financial crisis. His adamant stand against the help or rather the US, to me he was rhetoric like the Sitaram Yuchery.
Later in a private discussion, I did get an opportunity to discuss this with fellow liberals, who were also singing the same tune.
My point was, the investors who would have probably lost money if the bail out would not have happened had invested in Insurance, and not stocks. There is a huge difference.
The companies filing for bankruptcy would have known and so would have the finacial decison makers months ago. still the laws will not stop them from continuing rolling their finest Champagnes and carving beluga caviar.
Yes, us liberals expect the marginal investor who has bought a life jacket in form of insurance, to start drowning, as he or she should have been more knowledgeable in investing his hard earned money.
I draw parallels to another man made catastrophe, the Kosi floods, if The liberal logic was to be taken, well the people being affected by floods are to be blamed themselves, as why do they live in a flood prone area.
No ism and ist can be practiced in isolation.
Mr. Joshi is willing to ask for a separate Vidarbaha and is ready to crown Advani the Prime minister.
But in a lobby of pseudo liberals he becomes a radical liberal.
You disappoint me Mr. Joshi.
Mr. Jaypraksh Narain- either one has property rights or does not, what is not so absolute property rights? oh yes, you have a political party and so the industrial house need a neo coined term to keep their funding. But I would not buy your manifesto.
You disappoint me.
Mr. Gurucharan Das - You forget how well you convinced us that India was a capitalist and liberal society even before the mughals and British. "India Unbound" and thanks to zainab you consider your self naive then.
And now you propagate "school Vouchers" who will pay for the effectiveness of the socialistic control of education. Trust me you will call yourself Naive then.
You Disappoint me as well.
Barun - Another round table after a symposium, is not a way to go, issues are laid, you just need some one to start hammering the nail. to rage a war you need to raise an enemy first. please call a spade a spade. which you do, it is just that, for every ten meets you need to have at least one action.
Sorry, but I am Disappointed
There are others who disappoint, but i have already conveyed it to them personally.
Thanks for the Wine anyway.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Happy Daughters Day
My Dear Little Daughters,
You are my sun.
Full of glow,energy and life.
You are my moon,
Calm at night,
still Bright.
You are my star,
Keep me guiding,
when drifting afar.
You are the sky,
who make me soar,
like the birds who fly.
the deep blue ocean,
you give me depth,
to know the unknown.
I only hope to live upto to your expectations,
provide you what you must,
keep you like a pearl in a shell,
help your wings get stronger,
to use the gails to take you higher.
Happy Daughters Day.
(for my two sweet little angels)
You are my sun.
Full of glow,energy and life.
You are my moon,
Calm at night,
still Bright.
You are my star,
Keep me guiding,
when drifting afar.
You are the sky,
who make me soar,
like the birds who fly.
the deep blue ocean,
you give me depth,
to know the unknown.
I only hope to live upto to your expectations,
provide you what you must,
keep you like a pearl in a shell,
help your wings get stronger,
to use the gails to take you higher.
Happy Daughters Day.
(for my two sweet little angels)
Rock On...
Half a dozen glasses of wine and a pitcher of beer paid out of german tax payers money, kept my tears rolling thru out the movie.
I just dont know why....OK flick.
It was good to see Two Known faces debuting on the tinsel town.
Purab Kohli, surely was the heart of the film, maybe because i watched him too carefully. Luke Kenny, who used to be a jerk MakaPao at xaviers with his stupid long hair, acting silly, Farhan was better than expected and good that arjun didnt speak much.
Bani the TV girl, did a decent breaking of mould.
Good to see a film based on rock thru out, no hero villian shit.
One thing that did not rock, was the liberal symposium.
Guess nothing much should be expected out of these posh Meets.
Time to learn.
I just dont know why....OK flick.
It was good to see Two Known faces debuting on the tinsel town.
Purab Kohli, surely was the heart of the film, maybe because i watched him too carefully. Luke Kenny, who used to be a jerk MakaPao at xaviers with his stupid long hair, acting silly, Farhan was better than expected and good that arjun didnt speak much.
Bani the TV girl, did a decent breaking of mould.
Good to see a film based on rock thru out, no hero villian shit.
One thing that did not rock, was the liberal symposium.
Guess nothing much should be expected out of these posh Meets.
Time to learn.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Yeh Kya KIA
KIA- Knowledge initiative on agriculture.
Indo US Agriculture deal has a technical term KIA.
The deal has largely been kept out of mainstream media, and there are reasons to believe that not a lot of effort must have gone into it.
Congress has a knack for hiding the real issues; BJP has nothing to do with the farmers so this is no plank. Rests of them don’t matter.
There was too much of brouhaha over the nuclear deal, power being the main issue, of utility on to media clients living in the cities, who also do not give a damn about the farm issue. Who think, that singur farmers are stupid to oppose industrialization.
The corporatisation of farm sector is happening in the backdrop of these events.
And look who is on the board? Monsanto, Wal-Mart, Archer Daniels Midland, FICCI, CII and our own ITC. They are deciding the nature of the treaty and would advice on the bills to be placed.
As the issue does not rake up public rage, like there are few vested interest groups to promote the idea, there are fewer vested opposing groups and individuals.
Where the promoting group would insist on tougher IPR laws, ushering of GM food and transgenic.
The opposed are usually egotist, myopic who is yelling only to be heard. No facts to figures, just shouting. Once heard they would be the first ones to roll the dice.
It’s an old trick, to have some naysayer who would turn the tables when push comes to shove.
Like for the Congress to come back in power, they desperately need the BJP to sing the hardliner Hindu tune. Why else would the minority consolidate?
That is the case with the policy on Indian agriculture. Woven in deep socialist conspiracy, the stage for the multinationals to play unscrupulous games is set.
The point is there is no this side or that side to support. Indian Agriculture and Farmers are consumers and suppliers like any other business. They are no fools who cant fend for themselves, they will grow what the market demands, and use only those components in their production which is best suited to their interest.
Any interference from any law will obviously be of no benefit to the industry, farmer or consumer.
A normal demand- supply should rule the industry and all consumers no what is best for them.
Monsanto or any other company can not sell, GM Seeds if the farmers wish to grow Organic, and that will be the case only if the consumers want to consume only organic.
Yes, if the corporates make the touts of democracy agreeable that, the consumer or the farmer is incapable of taking this decision, let their be law that only a certain type of Maize seed be allowed to be sold in the market. So a few companies can rake big money. and the rest will have to take the black market.
India is already consuming, tons of GM seeds, smuggled from china. All pop corn kernels coming into India are from the US and need no certification for GM or anything else.
Only, thing that an organized body like the Government can do is to disseminate information, allow free movement of goods, trade, people, ideas and information.
Indo US Agriculture deal has a technical term KIA.
The deal has largely been kept out of mainstream media, and there are reasons to believe that not a lot of effort must have gone into it.
Congress has a knack for hiding the real issues; BJP has nothing to do with the farmers so this is no plank. Rests of them don’t matter.
There was too much of brouhaha over the nuclear deal, power being the main issue, of utility on to media clients living in the cities, who also do not give a damn about the farm issue. Who think, that singur farmers are stupid to oppose industrialization.
The corporatisation of farm sector is happening in the backdrop of these events.
And look who is on the board? Monsanto, Wal-Mart, Archer Daniels Midland, FICCI, CII and our own ITC. They are deciding the nature of the treaty and would advice on the bills to be placed.
As the issue does not rake up public rage, like there are few vested interest groups to promote the idea, there are fewer vested opposing groups and individuals.
Where the promoting group would insist on tougher IPR laws, ushering of GM food and transgenic.
The opposed are usually egotist, myopic who is yelling only to be heard. No facts to figures, just shouting. Once heard they would be the first ones to roll the dice.
It’s an old trick, to have some naysayer who would turn the tables when push comes to shove.
Like for the Congress to come back in power, they desperately need the BJP to sing the hardliner Hindu tune. Why else would the minority consolidate?
That is the case with the policy on Indian agriculture. Woven in deep socialist conspiracy, the stage for the multinationals to play unscrupulous games is set.
The point is there is no this side or that side to support. Indian Agriculture and Farmers are consumers and suppliers like any other business. They are no fools who cant fend for themselves, they will grow what the market demands, and use only those components in their production which is best suited to their interest.
Any interference from any law will obviously be of no benefit to the industry, farmer or consumer.
A normal demand- supply should rule the industry and all consumers no what is best for them.
Monsanto or any other company can not sell, GM Seeds if the farmers wish to grow Organic, and that will be the case only if the consumers want to consume only organic.
Yes, if the corporates make the touts of democracy agreeable that, the consumer or the farmer is incapable of taking this decision, let their be law that only a certain type of Maize seed be allowed to be sold in the market. So a few companies can rake big money. and the rest will have to take the black market.
India is already consuming, tons of GM seeds, smuggled from china. All pop corn kernels coming into India are from the US and need no certification for GM or anything else.
Only, thing that an organized body like the Government can do is to disseminate information, allow free movement of goods, trade, people, ideas and information.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
ammoral explosion
I carefully took out the bomb from the pockets of my shorts,
standing, I let the fuse loose, then with utmost care removed the upper paper and powder layer off to more than 2 inches of the length. keeping only one inch of the fuse to ignite the bomb.
This would take at least 5 mins for the bomb to go after I would have lit the fuse.
I Placed the bomb on the floor, put the tin container on top of it, leaving enough space so that the fuse would diffuse. Enclosed in a Container would increase the magnitude of the damage.
Match-box was placed on the partition wall of the toilet a day earlier, taking it in my hand, I slowly lit the match, placed it on the the tip of the fuse, as my heart pounded, I opened the door of the toilet, closed it from out side, walked briskly out in the field, Ran towards the ongoing football game. realizing i was still holding the match-box, threw it in a nearby bush and joined the game.
Massive explosion happened just as i was dribbling the ball.
The whole school came to a grinding halt..for a few minutes, prefects were seen running to the toilets, all the players in the field stood for a while, as I moved towards the post, hit the ball hard.. I do not really remember whether I scored or missed.
Meticulous planning, heart of a lion, and coolness.
No one suspected me, and it was the first bomb of the season that year.
There was a feeling of triumph, and I could not hide it, I had to show off.
So later after the school, when the explosion was discussed in the bus, I claimed it to some close friends. they did not believe it initially, so later I had the match box in the bush to prove it.
That day onwards my status soared and caliber recognized. all next explosions were attributed to me, by default, though that was the only explosion that I ever did, even the Padre's frisked me after every explosion in the school.
I was famous.
Few things to note after every explosion that happens on the streets.
1)Some one wants to get Famous.
2)The sane, like me do it only once and take the credit for all the next.
3)The School, appoints more prefects and gives them more powers, and they are all my friends.
4)Later during the year I did win a student election.
5)All individuals need recognition, weak take the insane route.
standing, I let the fuse loose, then with utmost care removed the upper paper and powder layer off to more than 2 inches of the length. keeping only one inch of the fuse to ignite the bomb.
This would take at least 5 mins for the bomb to go after I would have lit the fuse.
I Placed the bomb on the floor, put the tin container on top of it, leaving enough space so that the fuse would diffuse. Enclosed in a Container would increase the magnitude of the damage.
Match-box was placed on the partition wall of the toilet a day earlier, taking it in my hand, I slowly lit the match, placed it on the the tip of the fuse, as my heart pounded, I opened the door of the toilet, closed it from out side, walked briskly out in the field, Ran towards the ongoing football game. realizing i was still holding the match-box, threw it in a nearby bush and joined the game.
Massive explosion happened just as i was dribbling the ball.
The whole school came to a grinding halt..for a few minutes, prefects were seen running to the toilets, all the players in the field stood for a while, as I moved towards the post, hit the ball hard.. I do not really remember whether I scored or missed.
Meticulous planning, heart of a lion, and coolness.
No one suspected me, and it was the first bomb of the season that year.
There was a feeling of triumph, and I could not hide it, I had to show off.
So later after the school, when the explosion was discussed in the bus, I claimed it to some close friends. they did not believe it initially, so later I had the match box in the bush to prove it.
That day onwards my status soared and caliber recognized. all next explosions were attributed to me, by default, though that was the only explosion that I ever did, even the Padre's frisked me after every explosion in the school.
I was famous.
Few things to note after every explosion that happens on the streets.
1)Some one wants to get Famous.
2)The sane, like me do it only once and take the credit for all the next.
3)The School, appoints more prefects and gives them more powers, and they are all my friends.
4)Later during the year I did win a student election.
5)All individuals need recognition, weak take the insane route.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Dear Mr. Sharad Joshi,
This time sing us a song,
Loud enough to be heard in the columns of Delhi.
Music so blaring that even deaf would hear.
To the un-tuned frequencies.
Make right to property an issue for all.
Let us tell them, that farmers are not anti industry,
Let the industry know that, there are better ways to keep their interests.
Let the media know what misdeed has been done to the constitution.
That job does not mean industry and industry does not mean jobs.
That the fabric of the civil society needs to be rewoven.
That liberty and an individual are paramount.
Let us reclaim the word, reclaim our right.
You have done your bit standing for liberalism in India.
We have followed you, while you at times walked alone.
We have had differences of opinion at times, but liberals in this country, were always proud of you.
Now is the time to lead this docile pack to a silent revolution.
You have walked alone to Singur and sung on property rights.
Only the ones tuned to the frequency, did get to hear the rhyme.
Lets us walk back to Singur,
To all the Singur’s
Felicitate the farmers,
Let them know that they have ignited the latent fire, needed for our movement.
Let them know, how this country would remember them in times to come,
That they will be equated to heroes of 1857 and singur will be what Meerut was then.
Let the farmers of this country; know what they are against,
Let them know, who stands with them.
Let them know they are not alone.
This journey would be as important as the march to Dandi,
We will walk along, a few steps behind.
Loud enough to be heard in the columns of Delhi.
Music so blaring that even deaf would hear.
To the un-tuned frequencies.
Make right to property an issue for all.
Let us tell them, that farmers are not anti industry,
Let the industry know that, there are better ways to keep their interests.
Let the media know what misdeed has been done to the constitution.
That job does not mean industry and industry does not mean jobs.
That the fabric of the civil society needs to be rewoven.
That liberty and an individual are paramount.
Let us reclaim the word, reclaim our right.
You have done your bit standing for liberalism in India.
We have followed you, while you at times walked alone.
We have had differences of opinion at times, but liberals in this country, were always proud of you.
Now is the time to lead this docile pack to a silent revolution.
You have walked alone to Singur and sung on property rights.
Only the ones tuned to the frequency, did get to hear the rhyme.
Lets us walk back to Singur,
To all the Singur’s
Felicitate the farmers,
Let them know that they have ignited the latent fire, needed for our movement.
Let them know, how this country would remember them in times to come,
That they will be equated to heroes of 1857 and singur will be what Meerut was then.
Let the farmers of this country; know what they are against,
Let them know, who stands with them.
Let them know they are not alone.
This journey would be as important as the march to Dandi,
We will walk along, a few steps behind.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Con-CERN
The world is going to end.
Wow! that was my 8 1/2 yr. old daughter's exclamation.
Neha did not share the enthusiasm, but she was concerned, like she is concerned about the Soap characters on TV.
I had to take 20 mins of their TV time to explain the big bang and black hole and creation of universe, equipped with my bible "history of time" i felt like hawkins himself.
Till some time back CERN was only a fictional place for me after reading the escapades of Robert Langdon.
CERN, black hole, big bang and god particle became a part of the vocabulury in normal household over last fortnight.
Discusions, all sorts, in all forms of media, public transport, places surely managed to give some thought to this Shani Bhagwan ka Prakop.
Science became a fact yesterday. common man was all ears to this experiment, effects, he was responding to it.
Stephen hawkins did not expect much out of this experiment. But this was a victory for science, Bad publicity is better than no publicity.
this hype would change a lot of things, for the way people look at physics.
I saw that in the eyes of my Daughter.
Another, Good thing i read yesterday, was from our Minsiter for science and technology, Kapil Sibal's statement, that nuclear power generation will be open to private investment.
Now that gives us some hope for electricity in 20 years.
Wow! that was my 8 1/2 yr. old daughter's exclamation.
Neha did not share the enthusiasm, but she was concerned, like she is concerned about the Soap characters on TV.
I had to take 20 mins of their TV time to explain the big bang and black hole and creation of universe, equipped with my bible "history of time" i felt like hawkins himself.
Till some time back CERN was only a fictional place for me after reading the escapades of Robert Langdon.
CERN, black hole, big bang and god particle became a part of the vocabulury in normal household over last fortnight.
Discusions, all sorts, in all forms of media, public transport, places surely managed to give some thought to this Shani Bhagwan ka Prakop.
Science became a fact yesterday. common man was all ears to this experiment, effects, he was responding to it.
Stephen hawkins did not expect much out of this experiment. But this was a victory for science, Bad publicity is better than no publicity.
this hype would change a lot of things, for the way people look at physics.
I saw that in the eyes of my Daughter.
Another, Good thing i read yesterday, was from our Minsiter for science and technology, Kapil Sibal's statement, that nuclear power generation will be open to private investment.
Now that gives us some hope for electricity in 20 years.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Phhhu
It’s quite a pretty sight as one takes a dip in the water,
Dim lit side row bulbs, a dark sky with half bright moon.
Smooth laps take the misery out of your mind and body.
Last few days that I have been swimming, usually I am alone, and I like it that way,
But yesterday, I had a visitor,
Young stout guy, fair, looked like software or a techie guy,
The moment I got into the shower he smiled,
So I smiled back and greeted (in
Then he forwarded his hand for a shake, while I was in the shower,
Strange, he could have waited for me to come out, as he was dressed, and I was dressed for a shower.
“No instructor” he said.
I frowned with a raised shoulder, “so”
I jumped in the pool,
Mid-way, I heard some one shouting, when I put my head out, I saw this guy, running the parallels of the pool with tube in his hand, he was about to throw at me, and shouting, “here, here”
“I can swim” I smiled back at him.
I finished my first four laps, and all this while, he was walking the length with my strokes.
I was in no mood to talk, but his strange behavior, made me stop and chat with this creature.
“You swim very well” he said even before I could start a conversation.
“Thanks, but I am no Phelps”
“You have a good body, were you in the army?”
I choked, looked at my protruding paunch,
“Police- would have been closer”
A compliment is a compliment, I felt good.
Oh No!..dont tell me. He must be gay.
First thing in my mind, that went through.
But his insistence, even if he was gay, left me no choice but to talk to him,
Software guy, he was, working with ABB, just quit and was on a holiday with his parents, would be joining Oracle soon, wanted to do something in
Like me I thought.
“What will happen to all the people who have lost their property in floods?” he enquired.
“Well I am sure ABB will place some of them”, I was trying to be funny.
“Rest will find placements at the sidewalks of NCR and Mumbai.”
As I was changing again in the men’s room, he came along talking and watching my Army body.
“Will you be coming tomorrow?”
“No”
I felt bad being so curt.
Hooopphh.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Despite Mamta?....hmm Mr. TATA
She does not have a good Photogenic Face, and perhaps, that is the reason media showed her in poor light.
Anti Industry, Illiberal she has been tagged- unfortunately by a liberal Paper, like the Mint.
Well she has done more for liberalism than all the liberals put together.
She has fought for Property rights, tooth and nail, with the smallest of beneficiaries, the poor farmers of India.
Liberals were not even able to have whispered in her ears...to speak the word "property rights".
She perhaps has taken the fight so locally that, the macro effects are invisble.
Liberals should have atleast bought her a garland.
TATA' s on the other hand have been quite generous to the liberal cause from the days of JRD,
but like all business houses surviving in this socialist structure, try to gain atleast somewhere.
It does not matter what the industry thinks and what they make media think about her.
Mint does not change Mamta's image in singur.
Singur, shows the way for all state led land acquisitions.
Mamta will be a hero, in the days to come.
some one whisper that word, into her ear...
and Mr. TATA, for better effects of Nano, change the name to "MAMTA".
s
Anti Industry, Illiberal she has been tagged- unfortunately by a liberal Paper, like the Mint.
Well she has done more for liberalism than all the liberals put together.
She has fought for Property rights, tooth and nail, with the smallest of beneficiaries, the poor farmers of India.
Liberals were not even able to have whispered in her ears...to speak the word "property rights".
She perhaps has taken the fight so locally that, the macro effects are invisble.
Liberals should have atleast bought her a garland.
TATA' s on the other hand have been quite generous to the liberal cause from the days of JRD,
but like all business houses surviving in this socialist structure, try to gain atleast somewhere.
It does not matter what the industry thinks and what they make media think about her.
Mint does not change Mamta's image in singur.
Singur, shows the way for all state led land acquisitions.
Mamta will be a hero, in the days to come.
some one whisper that word, into her ear...
and Mr. TATA, for better effects of Nano, change the name to "MAMTA".
s
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Temples Of Modern India -Part II
I do not have words for this…
But then words are all I have…
The socialist government has taken this big initiative of providing electricity to the people of India.
They have been doing so for last 60 years,
Just that this time they have a new technology called nuclear technology to try their hands on.
So for next twenty years, the coming governments know where the moolah is.
Nehruvian socialism, had ways to fool the electorates and fund their coffers.
Big projects like this is most suited,
There is no private competition,
The fool that the people are, would not know what the hell is going on,
Like all that the Egyptians used to do was to build grand graves called the pyramids for the Pharos’s.
Which actually used to be the graves of all who used to die working there.
We will have modern temples of even modern India, in Nehru’s words.
And the people would feel happy just with the knowledge that we have Nuclear power.
Like we have the power plants and employees but no power.
Like there is a damn on Kosi and embanked like the Thames in London.
But it has been breaching for last sixty years and there have been floods every year,
It gets repaired every year and every year the situation gets worse.
It is like the situation in Kashmir,
Sons of Socialism need problems that can not be solved,
So that huge chunks of tax payers money evaporates in thin air,
Thus Kashmir will never be solved, Kosi will never be tamed and we will never have uninterrupted electricity.
That is till we have the children on Nehru there.
But then words are all I have…
The socialist government has taken this big initiative of providing electricity to the people of India.
They have been doing so for last 60 years,
Just that this time they have a new technology called nuclear technology to try their hands on.
So for next twenty years, the coming governments know where the moolah is.
Nehruvian socialism, had ways to fool the electorates and fund their coffers.
Big projects like this is most suited,
There is no private competition,
The fool that the people are, would not know what the hell is going on,
Like all that the Egyptians used to do was to build grand graves called the pyramids for the Pharos’s.
Which actually used to be the graves of all who used to die working there.
We will have modern temples of even modern India, in Nehru’s words.
And the people would feel happy just with the knowledge that we have Nuclear power.
Like we have the power plants and employees but no power.
Like there is a damn on Kosi and embanked like the Thames in London.
But it has been breaching for last sixty years and there have been floods every year,
It gets repaired every year and every year the situation gets worse.
It is like the situation in Kashmir,
Sons of Socialism need problems that can not be solved,
So that huge chunks of tax payers money evaporates in thin air,
Thus Kashmir will never be solved, Kosi will never be tamed and we will never have uninterrupted electricity.
That is till we have the children on Nehru there.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Behind that smile.
It’s always better to know the true essence of what profession one is into.
Money is obviously the biggest driver, but not the only one.
At a stage in life, your individuality remains not on your wealth, but how have you gotten that wealth.
A close lady friend of mine works for a foundation for promotion of liberal political ideology.
She wakes up at 5, after self induced interruptions in her sleep.
Rushes her kid to school, transports her maid to her ailing mother’s house,
Fixes her husbands breakfast and accessories, and rushes to work.
At work she finds her emancipation perhaps, and thus lands up doing most of the work.
If you do more you get more -more work that is.
During and little beyond the lunch hour, she takes her mom for chronic treatment, manages to reach office again, finish work, pick up her son, go home, read all the nouns, gerunds, trigonometry and prepare for dinner.
In all this time, her smile finds many a takers.
She is asked for favors, thinking she is more than willing to help.
And the saga continues.
More smiles lead to more effort to keep that smile.
However, what she needs to do to retain that smile forever.
Is to know the essence of what profession is she into and how does it change the course of how humans are going to live and think tomorrow.
How instrumental she has been in changing so many lives and their destiny.
How her smile has brought so many others to smile similarly.
How she becomes an inspiration, even without her knowing about it.
She stands for liberty for herself and for others.
She might seem, like a usual office girl,
A story as usual as anyone’s,
Even she seems unaware, like all other,
To retain that smile she needs to feel like,
The towering lady holding high the torch of liberty.
A Teacher is one who is understood..well, influnences and inspires life.
Happy teachers day.
Money is obviously the biggest driver, but not the only one.
At a stage in life, your individuality remains not on your wealth, but how have you gotten that wealth.
A close lady friend of mine works for a foundation for promotion of liberal political ideology.
She wakes up at 5, after self induced interruptions in her sleep.
Rushes her kid to school, transports her maid to her ailing mother’s house,
Fixes her husbands breakfast and accessories, and rushes to work.
At work she finds her emancipation perhaps, and thus lands up doing most of the work.
If you do more you get more -more work that is.
During and little beyond the lunch hour, she takes her mom for chronic treatment, manages to reach office again, finish work, pick up her son, go home, read all the nouns, gerunds, trigonometry and prepare for dinner.
In all this time, her smile finds many a takers.
She is asked for favors, thinking she is more than willing to help.
And the saga continues.
More smiles lead to more effort to keep that smile.
However, what she needs to do to retain that smile forever.
Is to know the essence of what profession is she into and how does it change the course of how humans are going to live and think tomorrow.
How instrumental she has been in changing so many lives and their destiny.
How her smile has brought so many others to smile similarly.
How she becomes an inspiration, even without her knowing about it.
She stands for liberty for herself and for others.
She might seem, like a usual office girl,
A story as usual as anyone’s,
Even she seems unaware, like all other,
To retain that smile she needs to feel like,
The towering lady holding high the torch of liberty.
A Teacher is one who is understood..well, influnences and inspires life.
Happy teachers day.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Teej -Fast unto life.
Undoubtedly, one of the most difficult of fasting festivals in India.
From sunrise of one day to sunrise of another, without a morsel and without a drop of water.
On a hot summer day, with all festivities cooking to be carried on as usual.
Managing the kids,
Our women fast for the long lives of their husbands.
Neha looked fabulous, in that pink, leharaiya with all that golden hand worked border, and small golden flowerlike beads on the streams of those patterns.
The fabric fell so well on her contours; a sari can do wonders in concealing and leaving a little to imagination of the feminine form.
Draped in whole none yards, with the glitter of the precious metal.
This was her day.
And my day.
To be frank, I don’t think, any husband deserves that kind of fasting, except for respecting your feelings. I don’t think it’s worth it.Men have their own starvations to take care of in spite your thirsts and hungers
From sunrise of one day to sunrise of another, without a morsel and without a drop of water.
On a hot summer day, with all festivities cooking to be carried on as usual.
Managing the kids,
Our women fast for the long lives of their husbands.
Neha looked fabulous, in that pink, leharaiya with all that golden hand worked border, and small golden flowerlike beads on the streams of those patterns.
The fabric fell so well on her contours; a sari can do wonders in concealing and leaving a little to imagination of the feminine form.
Draped in whole none yards, with the glitter of the precious metal.
This was her day.
And my day.
To be frank, I don’t think, any husband deserves that kind of fasting, except for respecting your feelings. I don’t think it’s worth it.Men have their own starvations to take care of in spite your thirsts and hungers
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