Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Why always RSS?

Always I wondered why the secular sect of political parties gets tormented even by the slightest thought of RSS.

The inquisitiveness in me roused manifold when I saw a political debate over alleged RSS & Anna Hazare link in a 24*7 news channel. As propagated, it seems in general that RSS might be an orthodox right wing Hindu nationalist organization working for the welfare of only Hindus. But the facts available online give you an all together different picture. The policy of minority appeasement for the sake of individual political gains is the prime source for such a distorted image. 

Why always RSS and other Hindu organizations are seen with a layer of suspicion? 
Ironically, the same government that leaves no stone upturn in ridiculing the social organizations in the name of national security pleads in with the terrorist groups for an open discussion with no conditions. Surprisingly, it wasn’t the government of India that liberated Dadra and Nagar Haveli from Portuguese occupation but the social organizations like RSS that compelled the Portuguese officials to free Dadra and Nagar Haveli. The liberation of Dadra and Nagar Haveli gave a boost to the freedom movement against the Portuguese in Goa. 

Even the former critic of RSS Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru appreciated the volunteer work of the Sangh during the Sino-Indian War in 1962 and had called them to take part in the Indian Republic day parade of 1963. Later in 1965 and 1971 Indo-Pak wars too, the RSS volunteers offered their services to maintain law and order of the country and were apparently the first to donate blood. While in 1947 when the major political party shook hands with the Britishers and went ahead with the partition of the country, the RSS opposed the brutish Britishers and Muslim separatism. Sadly, none recalls it today. 

The so-called secular parties wastes no time whatsoever in accusing RSS for being anti-nationalist when many of the religious outfits in the country that are working to destabilize the Indian state are seldom checked and controlled for mere political gains . Google it and you will find that the sole motto of RSS is to revitalize the Indian value system based on universalism and peace with an immediate focus on Hindu renaissance, which would build an egalitarian society and a strong India that could propound this philosophy. The organization says, it aspires to unite all Hindus and build a strong India, which could contribute to the welfare of the world. The movement considers Hindus as inclusive of Sikhs, Jains, Buddhists, tribals, untouchables, Veerashaivism, Arya Samaj, Ramakrishna Mission, etc. as a community, a view similar to inclusive referencing of the term Hindu in the Indian Constitution. 

When the country is suffering from illiteracy and poverty the RSS is taking a lead role in providing the education to people of rural India and socially backward classes living under the extreme poverty. The messiah of Harijans Dr Bhimrao Ambedkar while visiting the RSS camp at Pune observed that RSS volunteers were moving in absolute equality and brotherhood with no sign of caste differences. On the other hand government never misses a chance of creating differences in between different religions and castes. Even in the Jan Lokpall bill where the prime motto was eradicating corruption the government tabled reservations thus dividing the country based on religious lines. Dr Zakir Hussain the former President of India once said that the allegations against RSS of violence and hatred against Muslims are wholly false. Muslims should learn the lesson of mutual love, cooperation and organization from RSS. 

The country must understand the evil motive of the government in fueling a conspiracy theory against the social organizations like RSS. Hindus in particular and Indians in general must use their electoral powers wisely in keeping such political parties away from the power module who defame the nation with false allegations. The spokesperson of such political parties won’t gather courage to utter even a single word against the ones who beat up fellow North Indians or against the ones who cry out loud to divide the country for political gains. But never losses a chance to cry foul against the noble deeds of right wing organizations. 

A thought may creep in your mind that why the self proclaimed secular political parties are against such a nationalist social organization that has no political inclination?  
The fear accumulates from the revolutionary like foundation and working of RSS. Rough figures estimates that there are around 5-6 million RSS member throughout the country. Though the organization has no political upbringing yet the fear of political appraisal worry the political sleuths. Someday mass hysteria cause due to lowering of political standards may bring in revolutionary organization RSS as the central socio-political outfit making it hard for family politics to sustain.
Happy & Prosperous New Year
Note: I'm neither an active nor a passive member of RSS. 

Source: Wikipedia.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Why Can’t I Lie?

At times in life being distracted a thought frowns at me that “Why Can’t I Lie?”
Why the unbreakable thread of innocence binds me with sullen believe?

Lust engulfs,
She messages, “Isn’t it true love”?
Being puzzle I reply,
Why Can’t I Lie?

Examination torments,
Results suffer,
Parents inquire, “How’s marks”?
Being sorry I reply,
Why Can’t I Lie?

Company’s recruits,
Destiny blackens,
Acquaintances laugh, “Where’s going”?
Being perturb I reply,
Why Can’t I Lie?

Heart sinks,
Life camouflages,
God whips, “What’s happening”?
Being crushed I reply,
Why Can’t I Lie?

note: work of fiction

Monday, December 19, 2011

Past Perfect to Present Continuous

“The darker the clouds gets, the brighter I shine to outcast the shadow.”

Was the motto of my life till few months back… my life resonated with the path of optimism & positive vibe surrounded it until I came in last year of my degree. I never knew the life will take such a drastic shift and things will shape up so differently with twists & turns all around. But then the destiny plays an important role in a person life and when it comes to me it gets eternal supreme powers to disturb the balance of life.

A month back I was a carefree happy go lucky boy without compulsions and now the mere thought of future perplexes me. The pleasurable college days are far gone and now the wicked world awaits me with an iron rod. It’s not like I’m not getting offers, but the crest for the best haunts me. 

"Lately life has been a roller coaster ride with swings everywhere"

Even the only arena which somehow with unknown reasons accepted me i.e. the blogging world has become a bit intolerant with me as my last post was a disaster in terms of fellow bloggers comments. I always wrote post for the self satisfaction and will keep on doing till I get bombarded with creative thoughts.

"The more you ignore me, the better I do to survive."

There’s so much to write & read with so less time. I’m into my last semester of engineering which was quite a while ago the most awaited semester but now it seems the most dreaded one. The last sem is an off-campus sem where I have to undergo a 6 months long industrial training because a moron some 14 years back while drafting the law of All India Technical Education thought of exposing the young minds to the real world. Few months back the last sem appeared to be full of new experiences loaded with lots of learning, fun & a new life altogether. But now it appears as it would have been the best if the last semester would have never come up in such a fabulous student life. 

"Memories grow more meaningful with every passing year, more cherished & more profound."

Quite true are the above lines as now I miss each & every moment of hostel life. Someday for sure I will craft a post on my hostel life. I don’t know why I came up with this post in the first place, may be at times ramblings help. 

Will be back soon... happy blogging!

Friday, December 9, 2011

UP Future: Trouble Ahead

It has been quite a while since I wrote any political post. I can’t blame the present state of the country for not providing me with enough burning topics :P . Moreover, it was all my ignorance which kept me at bay from interfering in the political scenario of the country. But then it would be read as my negligence if I remain quiet about the recent furor caused by the political instability due to the upcoming state assembly elections in my native state i.e. Uttar Pradesh. 
Little bit of knowledge about Uttar Pradesh is essential before plunging deep in the woods. Uttar Pradesh holds the key to the Prime Ministerial seat at Delhi with the most number of MP’s from a single state. Also it’s the country most populous state, amazingly leaving behind many countries. And, importantly, Uttar Pradesh is the second to largest state-economy in India, after the Indian state of Maharashtra. Yet it’s the perfect example of crumbling state machinery in neglect. 

UP presently is governed by the Dalit centric political party BSP which sprang the last assembly election with full majority using its unique Sarva Jan Sahay slogan. Interestingly, after coming into power it wasted millions on building large monuments and parks instead of social and industrial development that subsequently can be seen as the last nail in the coffin of a dead poor state. It’s saddening to hear when someone after ruling the state for four long years proposes to divide it into four individual identities on the behest of proper development. 

Don’t worry the other major political parties aren’t far from paralyzing the already weakened state. The grand old INC that turned itself into a lucrative dynastic career opportunity left no stone upturned in crippling the state. When the self proclaimed future PM of India begged the state people in a recent rally to bring his party into the power so that they can revive the derailed development projects I felt cheated. It’s making fool of the public when someone asks for five more years after ruling barbarically each and every nook and corner of the country for almost four decades. And adding to the humiliation is the leading figure who reportedly doesn’t know what his cabinet is unto. 

I’m not pro-BJP. How can I vote for someone with mixed ideologies? They draft proposals with full vigor in their tenure and oppose the same while in opposition.

Does that happen to make me a communist? I never heard of them in the state of Uttar Pradesh. Are they really campaigning in the state? Do they even have a office here? Ah, then whom to vote… perplexing question. Isn’t it? It’s best to remain at home then to vote for someone undeserving and unqualified. 

Why not boycott the whole election fiasco? May be that will force the government to take some bold decisions. 

Note: I know there are other political parties like SP & RLD active in UP. But, did I have to waste your 2 minutes more in making you read about them? Also, views expressed are personal.

Will be back soon ! 

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Weakest Two Hours

I’m sorry Weakest LINK that I’m not been active for a while now but I know as a loyal wife you won’t mistook my unavailability as an act of indifference. Today in the presence of blogging friends, first timers & trespassers I proclaim Weakest LINK as my loyal wedded better half :D.  I always wanted to craft a post on the theme “Two extra hours” since the day I saw the mail from IndiBlogger, yet time compulsions. :(
So what if the good God reads my Weakest LINK or the atheist’s theory of everything gets spirited by this post. May be then the Earth would shift some light years away from the powerful Sun and eventually we will end up having 26 hours a day in our pockets to spend. Isn’t that divinity at its best?

Many-a-time I cursed the heavens above for only providing me with nothing but 24 hours. But then noble people at Surf Excel came to my rescue, they spectacularly discovered the secret of adding 2 hours more in your busy lifestyle. And that obliged me to reveal my plans for those weakest yet important two hours. 

At the end of the day I end up getting less sleep, I normally sleep by 3 or 4 am in the morning, which eventually makes me to either bunk class and keep sleeping or to do attendance a favor sleep in lectures. Both the ways makes me to miss the golden chance of peeping out on the adjacent class beauties. So given those two additional hours I will definitely end up sleeping. Wow… more time to sleep now!

But, nay… that’s just being like Imitiaz Ali, wasting the euphonious Rehman in Rockstar. So, I won’t waste those hours by sleeping as of now but will used it constructively. I would better dedicate them in building my entrepreneur venture News Not Making News & artistry reshaping the Weakest LINK. For quite a while now the placements drama and the examination fever have kept me at bay with these two things I love the most. So, I would love to devote those two weakest yet significant hours to the creativity of entrepreneurship and art of blogging.

On a second thought, or third, there are still few things left I never find time to dwell at, like socializing. Yeah I find it quite hard to take out time from my daily schedule for those weekend parties and rock shows. It’s not like I hate mingling with people around but the time constraint forces me to keep a distance from such social activities. But then Surf Excel grandeur 2 hours would grant me with some leisure time to spend out with friends partying all night. Yippee..! 

I’m still unsatisfied… poor fellow.:(. 2 hours more will permit me to live my passion. I could rove around enjoying the diverse multicultural country. Might be I may end up knowing the essence of being humane. And, on a lighter note… 2 hours more would have allowed me to submit this post at IndiVIne.

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Thursday, November 10, 2011

Today I Cried

Today I cried
I cried to show my pain
My love & my hate
M broken & m lost

Today I cried                  
I cried for the tormenting exams
For the sleepless nights & playful days
I cried ‘coz marks won’t matter now
No teachers & no tutor

Today I cried
I cried for the wonderful days gone
For the hard days to come
I cried ‘coz once I was a student
Loving restrictions

Today I cried
I cried to let the feelings flow
Unraveling the hidden me
I cried ‘coz once I dreamt
‘coz once it was only about me

Monday, November 7, 2011

India over Coffee

Hello friends… it’s been really hard these days to sit around and pen a post. The final year has taken its toll on me... I guess. It’s not like I’m devoid of creative themes but purely I’m running out of time. I wish the Earth would have taken few hours more to rotate thus giving me an extra hour to write. I was really amazed when I saw IndiBlogger coming up with this Surf Excel blogger contest. Hey… don’t get carried away; this post isn’t regarding that… it’s about the fate of India.

The idea of the post came up at a regular coffee break; someone had rightly said… lot can happen over coffee: D. We friends were just passing time by talking of a popular daily television serial viz. Crime Patrol when someone peeked in and suggested to chuck out the states of Bihar and UP out of India to curb crime rates. 

 What… was my first reaction? How can even someone think of crafting a new India? 

For his support he even misquoted various media reports and remarks which by his extreme senses correspond to the degradation of our country. To my utter surprise people instead of taking the notion as anti-nationalist took side by him. I was all shocked to hear their story of nationalism.

Let me tell to all those morons who think that it’s the two states that aren’t helping the country in its growth and development that Bihar has more number of literate people than the states of Kerala and Tamil Nadu combined. Also, there is far greater number of Biharis as doctors than the states of Punjab and Gujarat combined. Even the murder rate in Bihar is half that of Mumbai and incidents of molestations happens in Bihar as 1/10th that of Delhi. Profoundly, the state of Bihar produces more wheat then the state of Punjab.

Should I need to mention anything about the state of Uttar Pradesh now? I guess intellectuals might have got my point of mentioning all those fascinating facts. India isn’t someone manor but a mosaic of colorful fabric. We might practice different religion, have different caste and even have diverse cultural heritage but then the idea of one nation is strong enough to bind us together into a single entity. On the other hand it’s this socio-cultural mosaic which in true sense brings out the real picture of unity in diversity, like a bouquet of flowers where every component counts while retaining its specific identity.

It good to take pride in one’s own cultural but worse to feel the other’s as inane. India has been blessed with multi-cultural society and so it’s every Indian prime duty to with hold the integrity of each and every fellow Indian culture. It’s quite saddening when we come across news like popular politician warning of a possible riot over his own provocative remarks on the North Indians. 

As a true Indian we must never get carried away with all those anti-nationalist sentiments which quite often are propagated by the same people who have been vested with the responsibility of keeping us united. None would ever want the partition to take place. Only a mentally unstable person with evil intentions will dare to foresee an India bisected into 28 different countries.

Wake up before it gets too late! 

Source: http://www.binscorner.com/pages/s/somefactsaboutbihar.html

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

With No Preparation

Here comes the 28th of this month and I will sit for one of the top notch entrance exams of the country. Yeah, majority of you guys would have guessed it right, its Common Admission Test widely known as the CAT. Cracking CAT is the first step towards chasing your MBA dream as it paves way into one of the best management institutes of the country, the Indian Institutes of Management or IIM’s. 

You might be thinking so what’s the big deal in that, every year lakhs of students sit for few management seats across the country in hope of making it into one of the IIM’s. But then it’s not about everyone, it’s about me. I have been blessed with a prophecy since birth that nothing will go smooth and in a planned way with me. And, CAT’11 is no exception to it. 

Family, friends and well-wishers bombarded me with their suggestions of first earning a good job after the engineering degree, gaining some expertise and experience and then finally switching the gear towards the MBA. But all those suggestions fell on deaf ears; I was least interested in their words. Then putting aside suggestions from fellow college-mates I filled the test date in the middle of festive week. 

And here I’m with no air of relief. The preparations haven’t been unto the desired level as it I’m in the battle field with no arms and ammunition's. Making the matter worse are the chances of change in the test centre. 

So, here comes the 28th laughing all the way and here I sit cramping. 

Note: I’m sorry for not been consistent with my posts. The pre-placement tests, major projects, entrance exams and final year are keeping me all busy these days. Yet blogging is not a hobby but a passion for me and so I couldn’t keep much distance from it for a long time.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

MTV ROADIES 9.0: Blogger n Chandigarh

Sneak peek into the Roadies 9 Chandigarh Audition through a blogger lens, click here

Everything or Nothing is the tag line of Roadies 9, truly depicting the ambiance at Indradhanush Auditorium, the venue for the Roadies 9 Chandigarh audition. People from all walks of life crowded in to get selected for the most popular youth based reality television series. Roadies series have always lived unto its image of being rowdy and dusty with sharp and ravishing twists and turns where participants compete with each other in some of the annoying, embarrassing and weirdest tasks. 

when you want something vigorously; the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it

Paulo Coelho once quoted that when you want something vigorously; the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it. Till 8th October these lines were just like any other thoughtful words, better only to be read and left behind. But then I experienced the same on my way to the Roadies 9 audition venue. Being nocturnal caused me dearly as I wake just an hour before I was asked to officially report at the venue. Brushing aside any negative vibes I rushed fast so as to compensate for the delay. But then, in the path of joy and me lies the ignorance of bus drivers who took mine waving hand as an act of surrender before their supreme power. 

Tension creeping with no other way around me saw a messiah in the face of a young gentleman in his early twenties ridding the Royal Enfield. Finally, for the last time with full vigour I waved my hands asking for a hitchhike. This time God was all with me, gentleman heart resonated with mine, his legs pushing the metallic brakes making his big powerful black sparkling giant to stop at once. The journey which could have taken almost half an hour took merely 20 minutes. 

Gayatri, a young beautiful charming lady, working with the MTV India who called me a day before disclosing the news of me getting selected as one of the few bloggers to unleash the backstage hidden secrets of Roadies escorted me to the scintillating podium, on the way handing me a placard with press written in bold letters. Yeah! You read it right, a press card. The auditorium was jammed packed buzzing and sizzling with wannabe roadies. A crew member told me that people have been flocking at the gates of the auditorium since last night, chanting Roadies anthem and shouting slogans

A beautiful model set the mood high with her blazing anchoring. Soon ex-roadies Bani, Anamika, Mohit and Suchit came in to spur up the mood and in no time whatsoever the auditorium was wobbling with enchanted spirits. Then came up the announcement of the 3R’s coming in which rocked the auditorium like never before; Raghu, Rajeev & Rannvijay were all there with people shouting, dancing and doing it all to show their love, affection and above all passion for the glorious reality television series. Nagesh Kukunoor surprised all with his being there to promote his latest flick starring Rannvijay.

Rannvijay directing all the participants strictly to use only Hindi as the medium of expression in the group discussion touched my heart, even somewhere in the country Hindi is given its due status. Time and again Raghu & Rajeev asked the participants not to wear any masks and conceive their true identity as befooling them wasn’t easy and the repercussions would be tormenting. 

Meanwhile our joy spells no bound when we received news of interviewing the ex-roadies. I must confess this that even after being a Roadie Anamika hasn’t lost her perkiness. Ex-roadies narrated their eventful Roadie journey and life after that; they told us that Roadies unlike other reality shows isn’t scripted. They cherished each and every moment of the journey.

The group discussion rounds began soon after and we bloggers were given exclusive permission to be a part of it. It was overwhelming to see the MTV moderator setting the pace of the GD’s with participants doing their bit to outcast each other and MTV crew recording each and every intense moment. The interview with one of the moderator threw light on the essence of Roadies. It’s not always about aptitude but all about attitude which decides a participant altitude. 
nothing can trample hard work and strong will

Best things often happen late and so was the case here as our restless soul waiting to meet Raghu & Rajeev was given solace when Gayatri took us to their room. The twin stalwart narrated their Roadies journey from the very first series till the present one. They told us that nothing can trample hard work and strong will. It was great to see the youth icons full of humility and modesty. I found the mainstream media falsely distorting the image of Raghu Ram and Rajeev Lakshman. 

As a token of appreciation bloggers were given goodies from the crew of Roadies 9; thank you MTV India & BlogAdda for bestowing upon us a memorable moment to cherish for long.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Gustakhi Maaf: An Engineer testimony

Being enrolled in a four year degree course which would have not taken more than 2 years to accomplished if our policy makers would have thought out of the box resulted in mine writing this open letter to the Director-cum Principal of my college. 

Claimer: The post written here after is not a work of fiction. Any resemblance with dead or going to be dead (most likely to be me; thanks to all those scorching sycophants) is purely justifiable.

Sir, with due respect to your position (fair enough to ruin my career) and your age (fair enough to search Yatra.com) please bear with my impudence. It took my conscious more than 3 years and lots of humiliation to finally wake up to muster courage to pen my emotions. I wish you would have mustered the same amount of firmness and willingness to improve which could have laid me to suspend this self immolation task. Nevertheless, everything happens for good as your failure to curtail the wrongs gifted my blog a post to admire for long. 

Have you any idea about the crumbling situation of the college most scientific, modern and engrossing engineering branch? Please stop scratching your head… it has already been nominated for the best cricketing pitch! What, you aren’t able to figure it out the branch name I’m talking off? Mr. Genius, its Electronics & Instrumentation engineering whose students once were referred to as the extra intelligent engineers. Haven’t you noticed the apathy of the college faculty when I used the abbreviation ‘once’? Kindly have an introspection session with the faculty of the respective branch or gear up for the rebellious strike. Let the morons know that the custom of attendance in the lecture comes secondary to the duty of imparting knowledge. 

Dear sir I won’t leave you like that, it took me around 2 weeks and lots of courage to pen down the post. Have you ever been to the college canteen? I will suggest you not to try the daring task of entering it, if the answer to the above question is in negation. I know that the inflation is on a constant geometric rise in the country but then how can you justify the price of a single maggi as Rs. 25 when it hardly comes for Rs 10 in the market?  I always thought that MRP was something beyond which a shopkeeper can’t charge you even a single penny. But then the whole notion of MRP has been modified and transformed into LRP which stand for the Least Retail Price. Aren’t you aware of the fact that the canteen manager charges above the MRP? Please don’t nod your head again in negation, it sucks.

These were the two points a student can bear with, but what about the placements, a dream every student envisioned. Campus placements not only brightens up the career prospective of a student but also laden her/him with sense of pride and belongingness to the institute. Time and again I was told that the instrumentation engineering is the core of all industries as majority of them are switching to automation techniques for the production. Then why I’m left on the mercy of joint campus placements? Why I’m always asked to look for major IT companies setting aside my own core industries? 

Sir try to teach the faculty art of effective teaching, let them know that teaching if guided by favoritism results in an adverse effect in the mind and soul of a student which could jeopardize the country future as the students are the building blocks of a nation. Merit and not regional background must be kept in mind while rewarding the grades. 

Awake you soul and reason the post.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Those One Hour : Part 3

Read Those One Hour : Part 1, click here.
Read Those One Hour : Part 2, click here.

The light turned red of the second floor OT at the Swami Vivekananda Polyclinic. With every passing moment her heart sank, thoughts crumbled and dreams shattered. Things were going all smooth for Raj and Sneha, a happily married couple with a girl child Smriti until the dreaded disclosure. 

Raj was an entrepreneur who had his hands laid out on many ventures and was making high fortunes because of his exceptional intelligentsia and energetic hard-work. Sneha was an investment banker with a multinational company prior to giving it completely to Smriti care. With few hiccups in any other marriage life things were turning out to be all together pleasant till an hour back. 

Raj life had only two passions, making high fortunes and loving his family unconditionally. Sneha equally loved Raj with utmost devotion and cared for Raj as her second child beside Smriti. Raj never asked Sneha about her past and took her as she was. Sneha too forgetting all about her past devoted her complete life to her small family.

But, her past was waiting to haunt her present. Sneha while being an investment banker in Tokyo was in a relationship with a colleague. Investment banker life involves uneasy working hours, long schedules and high work pressure. Away from her home with none for emotional support she looked to him at times of joy and sorrow. To ease out her mood now and then she got into physical relationship with her boyfriend. Sneha’s parents were against her relationship and when deserted by her boyfriend she succumbed to her family pressure of marrying Raj. 

Present Day:

Raj was working in his office attached to his house when he received a notification about a new mail from an unknown mailer id. Taking it to be a customer query mail he clicked the notification. The mail contained a video of her wife in sexually explicit act with someone unknown to him. 

Raj couldn’t believe his eyes, in dismal and pain he went straight towards her wife who was in the kitchen at the other side of the house. On his way to Sneha his legs slipped through the stairs while his mind was preoccupied with hundred mutinies. Down to ground with thousand wounds Raj only words that he could utter were “Why Sneha”?

It’s been an hour since the OT light has turned RED.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Once, Once & Once

Once I had a dream ,
A dream to shake the world
From the ruptures of silence
Of achieving the unattainable
& Creating a new Ethiopia !

Once I was strong ,
Compose the veracity lyrics
& Fight the serpent :))

Once it was all about me ,
Thoughts were chaotic ,
Nights were spend visualizing
& Days crawling over the dreams !

Once I was a learner ,
Passion was an obsession
& Success was an unseen necessity !

Once, Once & Once
I was with you