Is there Any Attempt for Treason?

For past few days I have been reading the articles on JNU issue by left Libs/JNU alumni which occupy editorials at most of the leading media houses, who have cleverly and successfully diverted the public attention from real issue to right of free speech, and people nowhere seem to be discussing the real issue, since they been tactically positioned as higher form of intellectual discourse no one would want to disagree with them to be labeled as lacking intellect. But I do.  

What did those students actually say that led to this brouhaha in already branded intolerant nation? Well, those people shouted two slogans, first was “afzal hum sharminda hain tere katil zinda hai”, which not so eloquently translates into “afzal, we are ashamed that your killers are alive”. So who are the killers? – The judiciary that sentenced him and/or Indian people, who perpetrated his killing. At the outset it just sounds as a Marxist falsification and propaganda, but it is more than that. It is a slogan to incite people to feel guilty of the hanging of Afzal guru and to take revenge in his name; it’s a slogan for violent reaction against this nation, definitely not a peaceful one. when would they be relived of this feeling of guilt and shame – only when they have brought down the judges/ judicial system or have taken revenge from Indian people. I know most of the Leftist wouldn’t agree with me but majorly people would agree these students who were hell-bent on inciting people aren’t innocent as they are being projected by them through media.

Let’s take it further to the second slogan, which was not ambiguous on any count. “Bharat ki barbaadi tak jung rahegi”, it literally translates into war would be waged until destruction of India. This is not just a slogan but a war cry that talks about waging war not only till India disintegrates but also its land & people are destroyed. How can this be tolerable for any citizen of this country, but unfortunately to a small section of this country comprising of left and some so-called “Intellects” this is mere a slogan not much to be interpreted out of it. Well I might have concurred with Leftist for once that their slogans are hollow and empty as their ideology but on this one I can’t.

Most of the leftist/JNU intellects would say that they are just anti-India slogans, these guys don’t mean it and they haven’t done any harm yet, so why put charges on them and bar them from their freedom of expression. This is what they have exactly propagated in media through their controlled editorials in all leading newspapers be it – The Hindu, The Indian Express, Telegraph, HT and many more. Let me simplify this for my countrymen, if there is a man comes to you and says that one day he is going to murder you, will any man or woman take such person for granted after listening to such outrageous comments? wouldn’t any such person be scared of that person and would complain to the Police for such threats. But Left/JNU and intellects would like you to believe that such persons are “intellectuals” and only voicing their opinions and they should be invited to every home and we shouldn’t obstruct their freedom of expression.Since nobody was harmed there can't be any reason for objecting such slogans. Knowing how much we care about our personal lives and less for the country, their task have become easier to portray this case as that of civil liberties believing that Indian people would relent and let such people go scot-free.

Left /Intellect and media have for past few days have been busy to camouflage this as Anti-Government but not anti-National protest. Congress, left and Kejriwal has been bashing Modi and his government for past two years, has there been any hue and cry? Did common people really give damn when Modi was being bashed-up? No, they knew that it was politics, people can differentiate between anti-national and anti-government slogans. But, this isn’t. This is about nation and much above the day to day pity politics. That’s not all, since last week a deliberate attempt is being made to create an impression of victimization of such people in the hands of so-called “Nationalist”.

In one of the widely distributed vidoes, NDTV’s Ravish Kumar argued that “Nationalism” is creation of 19^th century and too much has been made out of it, people are overly passionate about it anyone give certificate on it and snatch it from other, who has proprietary on Nationalism? Well nobody has, but everyone can make out what is against the nation and what against a party. Strangely he talked about nationalism but nothing on so-called and self-proclaimed intellectuals on everything. Who says that intellectuals can’t say dumb and stupid things in their lives and whatever they say is universal truth. How come left has got proprietary over intellect, truth and poor people. Suddenly you see that left leaning sociologist become intellectual in Economics, History, law and what not.

Now there is attempt to suppress the truth in this case by Left through their usual trick of deceit and denial, spread by the so-called intellects all over the media by nobody shouted the slogans and that the video is doctored. Kanahia himself has admitted on various channels post that event that such slogans were shouted but claimed that he wasn’t involved, Umar can be heard on videos of several news channels that what was wrong in those slogans. Now that leftist are caught red handed, they have let their propaganda machine churn intellectual articles in all forms of media that it is right-wing fabrication and no such thing ever happened.  This is exactly what they did in Nandigram and the gang-rape of poor protesters.    

The same bunch of leftist who have been denouncing Supreme Court for Afzal guru hanging now want Judiciary to decide the fate of fate of students in treason case. These people will again be mocking India’s judiciary if the case goes against them, just as they did it in Afzal guru's case. They are already propagating it as witch hunt and as if whole nation is filled with blood thirsty right-wingers.

The view of left is totally incongruent to the views of most of the people in this country. Anybody in this country who is working so hard would definitely like to see changes, transformation and betterment of everyone in the society.  People want students coming from modest backgrounds with opportunity to study at such institutions to succeed. People like me who pay taxes on almost everything so that education of less privileged people can get funded through such institutions like JNU without bothering about their caste, creed and political affiliation. Those students definitely right to have political views no matter how different from us, but calling for destruction of that very nation and its nationals is just not a change. We people don’t deserve such intellectuals, who fancy destroying the nation and its nationals who are contributing for uplifting their lives.

Delhi Metro Guys

Being new to delhi, metro ride throws you fascinating facets of delhi. The Delhi metro is microcosm of delhities and a ride in to the metro throws light on one interesting Species- Delhite-Men. This specie is not much different from most of male species in the country but when the landscape is of big metro cities then their public actions are rather incomparable.

On metro train it is mostly funny as you can witness Wimbeldon effect whenever a woman enters the tube filled with men but sometimes highlight the scary aspect of gender behavior. If you have an eye for detail may be you can catch some these species in action.  

The big eye ball Guy: Many of such species are visible every day on metro but what amazes me is the surprise in their eyes every time they see fairer sex as if they have seen it first time in their lives. Their reaction is very predictable, it’s like “oh, my god they do exists”. If a young female in professional attire walks in then it is fun to watch their big eye scan.

Pole dancing guys: The uniquely set of talented guys who have created new form of dancing “gazealooko” by twisting their body on the pole to get a better look of every female going in and out of the tube, though haven’t seen anybody trying upside down act. I really think these Delhi guys should get some amount of credit for the origins of twearking.

The Immobile Guys: These are totally contrasting set of guys compared to pole dancing guys, they don’t move. In fact you won’t see them moving an inch no matter who passes by, if some girl passes by then they don’t bother to step aside, you can see how pleased they are to be brushed sideways.

Goggles Wala is an evolutionary breed, one of my favourites at Delhi Metro. After their numerous rolling eyes misadventures received keep-your-disgust-to-yourself feedback, these guys smarted to a peaceful solution of glares for gaze. I sense they are the most harmless guys of the lot who actually want to remain invisible to everyone’s eyes. The only time you can catch their presence when they have to continuously turn their heads to make a dekho.

Stare-you Guys: These guys are not necessarily the ones with big eye balls. Their game is simple, just stare the fairer sex in front of them and continuously do so for the whole damn time. These guys are not amused at women, but women indeed are.  I don’t know if they find it the best way to kill the time or consider it the most entertaining part of the journey but they definitely seem to scare the female species.

These species aren’t much exclusive to Delhi, It is not much of difficult to find them in any other city, but is easier to find them in Delhi.

I find it difficult to understand guys in Delhi on the average have good looks & built and have good sense of dressing much like other men in metros, but their desperation is quite evident than men in other cities. Some of Delhi guys are much more like “Delhi Rickshawalas” who literally jump on their prospects even though they have multiple possibilities to get hitched. May be its desperation to get hitched or may its sudden rush of blood to the small brain which makes them ‘Love- Junkies’.

I don’t know it could be either, but what’s really funny that they still act like the men in 80s movies, probably Delhi Metro is more modern than large section of delhi-men.                

Prince of Picnic - Rahul Gandhi

Rahul Gandhi is probably an ultimate dream for a rookie, the only difference is that for most of the rookies it would be a dream to have a decade carved out for internship and even a bigger fantasy would be to be continuously promoted despite all failures, but for Rahul Gandhi it is real and regular life.

In a span of almost a decade, he has continued as a member of parliament without any significant contribution, not that I have high expectations from every new comer, but specially the one who has been pushed on to top party posting and hailed by the incumbent prime minister as future prime minister, it makes sense to expect some legislative proposal. Have we seen that happening in last eight years? Isn’t that expected out of a future PM to have a strong skill in proposing and drafting legislation to solve country’s problem and take it to the future? Is there any dearth of issues in this country?

He could have showcased his talent by proposing a number of legislation on wide ranging of issues such as decriminalization of politics, administrative reforms and economic reforms. It would have given public an opportunity to see his talent and skills. But he didn’t, eight years of parliament, where person could have brought changes in country got wasted. If parliament is not the right place for him to bring in the changes then where else can he? He keeps on talking about his vision to change the politics but does he really have any vision?

Well, his great grandfather had vision on industrialization, his grandmother had her fascist views on governance, his father, considered most naïve for any political thought did his best in copy pasting the best West had to offer at that point of time. What does one hear about Rahul Gandhi’s vision? It doesn’t take much time to know as we are constantly bombarded with sponsored news all the time. He keeps on talking about cleaning politics (read his party Congress) & giving prominence to youth and other being reviving congress party…..well he has never talked of doing anything directly for the benefit of this nation, and you know why? Because, it doesn’t benefit him any way, rebuilding his congress empire sure does.

In last eight years he has only talked about cleaning his party which has been dominated by a few families, well Congress still remains under the clutches of those families, if you saw the recent election it wasn’t difficult to know the relationship between those fighting election and the ones holding party position. His talk of giving prominence to youth in the party can well be examined; UPA 1 hardly had any youth prominence in governance and political decision making. In UPA2, the youth presence canvassed by media is filled only of those second rung political scions of congress party, whose positioned have been bargained by their parents as a legitimate argument against Rahul Gandhi’s coronation as General Secretary. In fact Jagan mohan reddy, the overambitious son of ex-Congress CM in Andhra Pradesh pointed out the same thing.

In last three years there would not have been a single week where you wouldn’t have read or watched Rahul Gandhi talking about reviving Congress party especially in the state of UP. Well, elections in UP got concluded and his party remained in the same position where it was! Amazingly, her mother who is Congress party’s biggest leader and her group of sycophants stressed that Rahul Gandhi didn’t fail but it was lack of organizational structure that failed the party in the elections. Well, then who was supposed to be building that organizational structure for last four years?? You won’t see anyone in media ever asking this question for the reasons that you are already aware of, but if congress and Rahul Gandhi instead of wasting so much of money on feeding us with the news that he was rebuilding the party had sincerely done something it would have been a different case, but sincerity is not something you should expect from somebody who merely believes in political antics and that political tourism at poorman’s door brings change.

Rahul Gandhi thought he had re-invented politics by becoming entertainer and attention seeker to the masses, he never realized that lalu yadav too had attempted the same but failed miserably after some time. I don’t know who gave him idea that talent hunt shows and cricket tournaments were the right platform to get new leaders, but his approach did reflect the level of seriousness towards political matters. Walking on with empty basket on head with women carrying boulders on head would have been a totally inventive idea to understand the difficulties of poor people had people just looked at his face. He thought he could also fake his identity by calling himself common man when everyone could see that not just him but also a non political entity like his brother-in-law enjoys diplomatic immunity from being searched anywhere in the world the privilege that even our defense heads and ex-president like APJ Kalam don’t enjoy, how can he understands what it means to be common.

The problem with Rahul Gandhi is not that he fakes, which a lot of politicians do, but his lack of sincerity and commitment for any responsibility. He is one those whose politics doesn’t have any principal or credibility. He wants to enjoy what his grandparents have reaped and harvest on congressmen’s fear of loss of power without powerful brand.

Rahul Gandhi not winning the election is not a major concern but the bigger concern is the day when he becomes Prime Minister. Everybody in this country knows that at some point of time he would become Prime Minister due to political circumstances notwithstanding his political acumen. His arrogance & lack of interest to learn, his Hippocratic stance on political reforms & change, pretentious act of sympathizing with people without any empathy and even worse the selection of a looser as his teacher & sycophants as his political guide would put this country to even a bigger danger and his joyous picnic would cost us dearly.

Colours of Change

Super harmless organic colours made out of flowers by inmates of Tihar Jail. what a reform from dark side to bright side !!

Notion or Nation of Blind Drivers ?

There is no doubt about the driving skills of Indians, it ranges from weird to disgusting. I can’t talk about road manners as we don’t have it; most of Indians are bully on roads. But the most dangerous trait of Indian drivers are any of these, its blind driving that Indians indulge in is most dangerous.

Most of the people will disagree with it saying that Indians have habit of meandering on road especially driving on both sides of the lane bar just to redeem every penny spent on road tax. Indians, actually don’t have much understanding on driving on their lane because lanes almost didn’t existed in most of the places and wherever they did people really never cared about.

Our country men are so damn blind drivers that they slip from one lane to another, you constantly have to honk to thinking you need to wake people up, sorry, and it’s actually not waking them up. I realized it big time when my car horn suddenly stopped working while I was driving. Indians drivers are like bats with car horn and ears acting sonar instrument, Indians actually don’t see and drive, Indians hear and drive. When the sound of the horn hits their ears Indian drivers decide if they are off the track. If you don’t honk most of the Indian drivers would have changed three lanes even without realizing it.

Most of the people would give damn only if you honk more than twice because their sonar radar ears have become weak over the period of time and some case their radar is so weak that you have to pray to god to save you and may be your car. Another thing that you have to constantly remind of your existence is because if an Indian driver realizes that there are no vehicles in front of a side lane then Indians instantly conclude that no one is coming from behind, and if you don’t honk your existence then there are chances you will repent your existence.

The only occasion when the blind Indian drivers actually start looking with their eyes happens when its starts raining. Then, Indian men’s sonar ears don’t work well with sound of rain pouncing upon the car. It was my lucky day that it rained and rained badly, so almost everyone got in the lane, no one was meandering; otherwise it would have been hell of ride to home driving whole stretch with blind drivers who actually can’t see you around.

The NoMore Freebie that I Love

finally, something for mother earth to cheer about...never thought retailers would implement this government order.

sad days for those people who keep on asking for extra plastic bag. BIG Boo to those who still keep on piling up plastic pouches while buying vegitables.

Gone Days of Vilayat

During my childhood foreign country had its own charm…which was mostly exotic, superior and unreachable for most of the Indians. There was skewed perception of foreign countries be it developed west or improvised east. Foreign country was fondly called ‘Vilayat’ and those came back from such places have numerous names ranging from vilayati Lal, vilayati babu or simply more abusive – vilayati !!

Most of the people knew it through the movies, and favourite among those themes were Indian going to foreign shore or returning after education from western countries. Though a hardly any movies in late 80s or 90s were not made on such subject but a lot of those telecasted on national channel during the period were made between 50s and 70s, the era when Indian looked towards west for everything.

One of most favourite themes used to return of western educated Indian to his homeland, most of it centered on all things wrong with the vilayati babus. So, a vilayati would always be drinking & smoking, bashing up the desi culture most important of all kicking the parents out of home!! Besides vilayat Indians were charmed with other thing vilayati- the gora women aka gori maem (mademoiselle), vilayati lal’s successful sojourn will involve landing up with a gora maem. So, another obvious theme used to vilayati lal returning with gora maem, who characteristically wouldn’t be much different from vilayati lal, doing everything from smoking, drinking and kicking parents. But, more publicized affair was that of vilayati wine than vilayati women.

Lure for vilayat percolated down to everything vilayati in pre90s days. Demand for vilayat made products was very high in India was used to be a matter of prestige to something valyati (yes, besides people the word was also used for objects). People liked to show-off their vilayati products to everyone who felt envious of not having it.

90s effectively killed the charm of vilayati products when liberalization of economy made foreign brands abundantly available in every corner of the country. Everyone with foreign band at home no one was bothered to show-off anymore. Now with everything made in china most of the people don’t actually love vilayati products as the used to be.

New millennium opened one more door and the charm of exotic vilayati locale was lost forever. The far far away land which was inaccessible and out of reach of common man became accessible to a whole new generation of Indian labourers known as ‘software engineer’. Suddenly more people had visas stamped on their passports and the stories about vilayat which once was prerogative of a selected few disappeared in photo albums of middle class people who photographed every nook and corner of vilayat including entry and exit points of airports. A decade later, vilayati governments fight to pitch their locales in bollywood movies as a destination even cheaper than our native hotspots for middleclass. The allure of vilayat is almost gone but not all as for everything else there is vilayati money.

The Shallow Life of Camera Pics

It was airport and two guys were sitting asideme with some distance. They were waiting for their flight just like me, to kill the boredom they took out their camera and aimed it on themselves to make it look cooler- their boring lives. They picked up poses one after another, put on their shades, little brood and there it was the pics that they wanted to put on social networking site to show the world how cool their lives and times were. It was apalling but not unusual.

Just sometime back on friendship day I was passing by a mall near our office, there was group of school kids celebrating friendship day, which involved taking pics of themselves, a guy was busy adjusting rose in a fashionable way between the lips (I still don’t know why loosers use red roses on friendship day) and his PYT on one hand, the moment he clicked his pic I knew he got it, the coolest pic for online snob..to get trail of comments and to boast how cool it the moment was. They all seemed busy in making their moments look cool rather than making it cool.

In last few years ever since digital camera have invaded our personal space with shoot, store and forget mode made it easy to click numerous photos and moblie phone cameras have added to the woes even more. Every one nowadays clicks more photographs than usual even at the times uncalled for, even i have done it on some ocassions and we all have developed a habit of piling up photographs. Social networking sites banking clicking frenzy of this generation allow uncontrolled numbers of uploads.

As a result you go anywhere you would find someone busy clicking pics, you go to restaurant/pubs/parks and you would see not just teenagers but everyone (except the really old fellas) busy clicking pics. Now everyone is so much busy in faking the moments on camera that they less about enjoying the moment. Not long back I could look into pictuers and fondly remember the event or the moment, it didn’t matter if I had posed for it or not, a simple photograph used to remind all about the event even those which we forgot or missed to catch it on camera, but now it doesn’t seem to me that people would be able to recall their moments as we care less about it and more about the people would be watching those pictures. Now people are clicking picuters to make it memorable to others than to themselves; it used to be said picture would tell you thousand stories, not any more.

Auto Drivers Customer Support Message

Bangalore Auto drivers message to its patrons post fare hike !!

A small ‘Update” and A Giant Leap

I know most of you would be thinking its too late to talk about leap year, if there was any. I’m not talking about it anyway. It’s about relationship. Once you get married and a few years pass by, then you see things stabalise around you. Its lot more peaceful as you are pretty sure when and how your partner gonna throw pan at you and you are very confidant that you will be able to catch it. Not only things stablise but also intensity and enthusiasm levels also come down, as every thing can’t remain same.

Once you are done with giant leap of slaying your bachelor life and years pass by then its very easy for everyone to sort life you or shall I say simplify it you…and the solution is always another leap (having kids). It’s the best argument, “what else you gonna do anyway”. But if you have not taken the second leap then you its somewhat different for you as you really need to do something before you start loosing some fizz.

It much like reinventing what you had already invented in your relationship (which described by women in two words is usually – stupid and useless). It’s somewhat similar like what corporates do, instead of launching a whole new version they release an ‘UPDATE’ when they are sure that their product is loosing some charm and they are not ready to take it to next level. Little bit shine over here & there, little bit re -jigging and result is an “update”.

“update” is the real short term solution to bring smile and excitement back in to the life. It’s a small step for man and giant improvement in mankind’s personal life (yeah, I get it its exaggerated). Oh, and talking about ‘leaps’, I saw leap of different kind when I visited a mall sometime back.

To my surprise, I saw a lot of the men holding their kid in hand while their better half enjoyed the outing. I had not seen so many men at same place and in similar condition (yeah its condition). I couldn’t believe it and I really didn’t want to! I cribbed to myself, how the hell men in this country took this leap of being “friendly” to their kids (all this bullshit was largely limited to movies), in my parents generation kids were scared of their father, now I see them hand in hand. Fathers were meant to be strict and scary, which always drove kids to their mothers and gave men free to do their stuff (which largely is doing nothing). Now this gone…gone forever. I couldn’t believe this leap had to happen during my generation only, couldn’t they have waited one more generation to pass by. But now, thanks to this leap by men of our country our lives are going to get screwed. Did I hear someone screaming??

Fool's Day by Politicians

This is for what should be a poster for April Fool's Day celebration by politicians ( if they ever do it to common people). Mr Politician got his name well explained by his workers but forgot got to explain the first two alphabets of abbreviation- N.A HARIS,

which stands for Not Applicable.

Thought for New Year's Eve

Today is the last day of the year and usually it’s the most overhyped day of a year on account of future excitement and largely as a cut day for partying. This over hype to enjoy the last day and to welcome a new year plays on everyone’s mind. I have also been part of this hype on numerous occasions.

But, this year has been quite different since the beginning and even the last day is turning out to be unpredictable with rains washing out everyone’s plan just like it did throughout the year. This year has been bitter-sweet for me and most of the people I know. Some good things started, a lot of things sustained and a hell lot went haywire. Unhappy, angry, despair, confused, lost, unwarranted changes and unfulfilled promises, this year was filled with all these elements.

So much going in a year, and the year itself not living up to expectations, when everyone was actually betting on it. I don’t know how much it’s worthwhile to place another bet especially for some one Indian like me. After all we have so many calendars in our country and there are so many new years going throughout the year. I think it really doesn’t matter which calendar year it is but sure time does matter and good time really does matter!!

Old for Gold

A lot of times we talk about face value and how everything gets judged around it. And, here I’m literally talking about “face” value, and how much it is looked upon to gauge your talent in professional world.

Most of us know about professions where looks play paramount role, in some profession its looks + smartness and for rest looks are supposed to play no role. But, Are there any such profession? I think it rarely does exist. Rarely not because people exploit their looks for success but actually how critically a profession judges a professional’s talent by his/her looks.

It was just a few months after my post graduation, my friend had mustache grown on his face. His answer to my enquiry of change in fashion was simple, he was handling his business and he didn’t wanted to look newbie and novice in business, who lacked sense of business; and off course he had to give slightly mean look. A few months later it my turn, a client looked at my colleague & me and got worried with our silly young excited face. He wanted to know how qualified we were to handle his research project.

Young is not the look that most of the young professionals want and truth is that young look in most of profession is not looked upon. How many of us can ever believe most of the senior level person look at young professional and say “yeah, I think s/he handle it”. If you want to move slightly upward then young is out and mature is in. How many people ever trust young doctors irrespective of their talent? I have seen people making themselves look older than they actually are to gain trust of their patients/clients.

It’s so ironic that anyone and everyone who wants to look younger in their personal lives and does whatever possible to look young actually wants to look aged in their professional lives. Sometimes there is pressure to differentiate. I have seen young people with managerial roles trying hard to create differentiation between themselves and their team members and that begins with facial hair.

French bread is most popular it seems people take French beard route to look more matured compared to rest of team members. I don’t know how much of this effort is directed towards their bosses that help in identifying a young manager from his team or making boss believe that they have really become matured in life with straw of facial hair. I’m not sure if this one is global phenomena because if French people would come to know this then would have heart attack that people use French beard to fake their maturity and the killing part would be you look notches up older with it.

Men at Malls

A lot of those who were distraught by reading one of my previous posts asked me “then what do men actually do?” well there is lot that men do/don’t/can’t or are forced to do at mall.

Making payment was actually the thing that most of the men are proud of, though most of men still swing their wallets at payment counter but they can’t claim to be the only one as nowadays women does the same.

So what do they do?
If there are two or more guys together then window shopping and bird watching is subconscious outcome. Men don’t do window shopping but as there is usually confusion about what to buy and what not, men usually end up doing window shopping. And with women, men are perpetually confused and they don’t mind adding distraction to their confused state.

The funniest one that you will ever see is men holding women’s purse and waiting near trial rooms. Nowhere else you will every see so many men holding their partner’s purses and waiting patiently. You really got to see it, how funny it looks with so many men are holding women’s purse and are totally clueless what to do next.

Flirting with sales-woman is not habitual act for men (though, there are always some exception) but every shop expects this to happen. So, they have already worked on to steal man’s charm and when man is thinking that he has charmed the lady, the sales-woman knows her counter charm is very well working.

Walking around the shop is certainly what most of men don’t prefer especially when they don’t have to buy anything. Meandering around the shop mentally tires men faster then gym routine; you see men looking out for chair to relax. You will always find some men at a corner on chair, perfectly relaxed knowing why he is there.

What men don’t do (here) is checking out woman’s section and you would rarely find men checking out women’s clothes. If you are standing and find other people giving strange look then it is more likely that you are standing in front of lingerie section. In last five years I have seen only one person (man) in lingerie section actually trying to buy something, I could see other men at distance really wondering “what the hell this guy is doing” and sales-women was actually blushing (as they are hardly used to sell lingerie to men).

One thing that men are not allowed to do at certain malls is standing near woman’s trial room, they are kept at some distance. I can understand, men are supposed to be perverts, always looking at other women. But then, how many men would be really interested in watching their women when their comment really doesn’t count.

Punch Indian Politicians before Racist Australians

It has been two weeks since racist attacks on Indians in Australia and it now seems to be an un-ending saga. I really don’t understand what kind of government we have!! Worst part is that our Government (actually Congress ) for past five years have been mute on their ability to protect Indians in India, now they are way to timid to protect its own nationals in other countries.

Indian government should have declared indefinite unilateral ban of issuing visa to Indian students for Australia. This would have send strong signal and would killed cash cow approach of Australians towards Indian students (who later treat Indians as beef available for slicing). This would also have given a really tough message all the countries that take Indians students but care least about them, but it didn’t happen. And, doesn’t surprise me at all our government is filled of big time loser and timid people who can’t take a single tough stand. Can you imagine our PM tough stand (I don’t think he can even spell the word ‘tough’).

When Indian students were protesting to bring world’s attention to the racist tendencies of Australians then our very own External Affairs minister gives ‘gyan’ to the students to show patience & restraint….restraint from what…..shouting while getting killed !!! He goes on to add that “Indian students should concentrate on their studies rather than retaliating”. Yeah, this is what expected out of Indians and this is exactly what are image outside…..somebody beating us black and blue and all you are doing is shouting the answers you have mugged up for the examination.

We never take strong stance on any issue, just because of our weak stand on such a important issue others can think of messing up with us. We couldn’t dare talk tough but Australian PM knew what he had to do…he counter attacked India by saying that Australians are attacked in India (well foreign tourist do get mugged in India but we look at the money not the nationality). Can you imagine a country’s PM instead of apologizing for racial attacks and talking of stern measures to curb such attacks goes on to hit back at us, the same country which funds its education business.

It can only happen to country like ours; can they do it to Chinese, no they cant. No country in this world can dare china even for good reasons…it immediately punishes politically, economically and militarily. Our leaders do sit back and sulk.

That’s not the only thing Indians could have done, we could have called for boycott of all things Australian. I know there is hardly anything Australian comes to our mind except beer and their tourism; we could have well boycotted that, but it didn’t happen or we can say that conveniently that no one was bothered about doing something.

We don’t have long term plan to plan to control such violent act against Indians despite the fact that India sends one of the largest numbers of students abroad for higher education but it does nothing about checking their race-related issues and their credentials. Look at the US, it has black list for almost anything and everything, Indians and Indian companies get banned just for conducting business with such black listed nations. Everybody can rank Indians and Indian institutions but we can’t do that. Why can our government rank foreign institutions on various parameters including racial discrimination and past attacks on Indian students? It would discourage Indian students taking admission at such places thus hitting the business of such foreign institutions in long term. All such foreign educational institutions would dread being on such lists.

But, alas, our education minister would be busy in making changes in educational system to suit party’s electoral needs and our external minister is busy in kissing white a**.

Running Commentary

Another event that is more or less becoming annual ritual is 10K run. This year Bangalore 10K got bigger and so was the fun and experience. Recession hit sponsors gave a-year old manufactured medicines as gifts, I hope none of the oldies got that arthritis pain reliever balm; it would have been crude joke on all the elder participants. Anyways, when I entered the stadium crowd was ecstatic and raring to go. What came next was one of the most memorable moments of the event.

As announcement was made for the open 10K participants started jumping off the stand fence into the ground, I along with many participants had to move forward to another stand before entering the stadium ground as the two stands were separated by fence wire. Because of staircase structure of the stadium, the bottom parts were left fence-less. You might have seen dogs digging into fence to cross over, well, people at stadium were lucky, they don’t have to do even that. Two firangs (foreigners) aside me looked with awe of what was happening. I knew what they were thinking –“man, this is India, its inevitable; if you got to cut the chase then you got to do it”. Next moment they struck me with their adaptability when the leaned to cross into other side.

The race started and as usual most of the people ran very fast, i smiled as I knew what was going to happen after first few kilometers. The number of people actually running kept declining kilometer after kilometer, this brought my dark side to the fore as I grinned at the people, I knew this was going to happen; afterall it wasn’t 100m race. Strangely, it made me feel good and confident that people were going down and I was doing alright.

A few kilometers down, I saw something which my eyes couldn’t believe, it was sight that people mostly see once in a lifetime; just at the corner of the road there was huge queue of 10K runners who had lined up for ‘loo’. Fifth kilometer mark infused life in almost everyone who was walking, people suddenly started running as if it was finish line and a hell lot of people posed on the mark as if they had completed the race, people couldn’t believe that they had covered five kilometers. Next few kilometers people were looking for motivation. A few teenagers were running after/behind firang female (and people say youth of our country has lost direction!!). A lot of people were disappointed by the cheerleaders, who were not at par with those seen in Indian Premier League. Since cheerleaders were positioned at every kilometer mark of the run, people’s disappointment grew with the distance.

Finally, there were elderly folks, who have been the usual bystanders at 10K, they kept cheering everyone like they do when their grand kids learns to walk. As I finished the run I was overjoyed with my own achievement of completing the run without having to walk a single step and for not having pain calf. But, then I stood in line for my certificate and the moment I walked I realised why they say “no pain, no gain”.

Anniversary Special: Discovery of “LazyMan”

There was time not long ago I used to here this mythical stories married man being lazy. It was all over be it movies about couples, television or any conversation about couples that you ever overheard. Though, I didn’t believe it much.

Laziness is something which is almost impossible for a man to be unfamiliar with, throughout the history men have actually been competing with other lazy animals for dominance, so that only man survives. Dodo, one of the laziest and popular birds in recent history was made extinct by another lazy animal and most probably it was sub-species of social animal known as “Married Man”.

Laziness comes to the male character unknowingly since childhood, especially Indians, after being spoon-fed and pampered. That’s how we grow up, getting everything without having to make much of an effort. By the time man grows up he remains totally unaware of his super abilities, till he gets married off course.

For women, men have always been one dimensional figure preferably known by words such as stupid, dog/kutte, pervert, and for married women it’s always ‘lazy’. It does takes a wife sometime to realise how movable a man can be and in most of the cases they turnout to be immovable, even then this immovable property still offends his ‘laziness’ title by twisting his fingers on tv remote, on mobiles and computers.

A wife’s sixth sense comes to this realisation soon (usually after a year) that there is inherent relationship between man’s DNA and sofa design and they stick to each other. On the other hand, it is always incomprehensible for (lazy)man why things have to happen and needed to be done!! (I guess this is the reason why lazyman despite being available in abundance is not popular as spiderman or superman if someone dare shout “lazyman” for help in a public space then a lot of heads will turn on and then they will quickly turn-off as well.)

I think at this point of time wife names married man as ‘lazyman’ for perpetuity. Then, it makes appearance in your conversations, one out of ten, and most probably it is the first word that falls into married man’s ears, when he runs into argument with his wife. Soon, this word spreads like wild fire and married man discovers that it is by this name that he is more recognised in the neighbourhood and social circles. But, smartly married man makes out that ‘lazyman’ is a common noun, which he can easily masquerade in public, but at home he is more comfortable with this identity.

The Blackberry Punishment

I finally got nailed by my company; it firmed up with the final brick in the wall by handing over me the final tool in corporate slavery- the blackberry. It’s an amazing instrument that shrinks world further and personal life even shorter. It makes you so smart that you end up reading mails twice on lot of occasions.

I tried to get feel of it, keeping in hand itself was quite a task in the beginning. After trying to hold it in hand for several times I tried putting it in the traditional blackberry way- on the waist. It was like a policeman putting his gun in his holster, I tried on right side then left side, but it looked funny on me, I looked like over-promoted pandu (constable).

I tried to sooth myself trying to create a style of picking blackberry out of its cover, james bond came to my mind and for a moment I felt great. The “007” background score rang in my ears, then I took it out in slow-mo in the same way as double 0seven does, I did it a few times in the office lift (which I avoid to take), I was in haven but then I realised that it required too much of leg-space and I possibly wouldn’t be able to do it everywhere. Then, I tried ‘good bad and the ugly’ style in true cowboy fashion. I think it is preferred style in the corporate world as it gets things done. But, its rash, jerky and fast way to pickout you phone and it might even injure a bystander in most cases. So, I decided to drop this style and made mind to pick-out my cell like a common man does in his boring life.

Even as I had ended my flirtation with new blackberry had ended in dismay, I realised for most it had just began. Blackberry creates it own set of onlookers. Suddenly guards at my office realised that I had one and they assumed that my position in the company had climbed a few notches up, though in reality it wasn’t the case, but it still had impact on them, they became more formal in the mannerism. Then, there were “the others”, who were amused with blackberry on my hand, I looked too young to have it and definitely didn’t fit into the image of mid-level-mid-age-grouchy person.

People still can’t help talking about it when they see me with blackberry for the first time, their love for this instrument really surprises me. For me, it similar to the school days punishment when teachers used to put a not behind your back and you used to pretend that it was really cool and used to show-off.

When Pajamachaaps Reunite with Queens

During my school days my classmates were greatly inspired by a hindi movie ‘jo jeeta wahi sikandar’, especially for classification of lousy guys with low sense of dressing guys as ‘pajamachaaps’ and then there were well dressed babes called ‘queens’ after their school, no names for well dressed dudes. My friends preferred themselves being ‘pajamachaaps’ chasing queens, which I despised. I thought those days were long gone until pajamachaaps made comeback. I’m not talking about myself, neither my friends nor colleagues, it’s about my organisation.

Sometimes back my organisation merged with a company that is better know in the public eye as a ‘media’ outfit. On the D-day, when all employees came together to celebrate the formation of new company, my colleague gasped while looking at the employees of other company. They were starkly different from our fellas, who are simply dressed but largely with no sense of attire to be worn in corporate environment. I guessed the other guys needed to project image for being a media outfit; I could see my colleague almost felt like pajamachaaps not because of one or two persons but because it was the crowd. I know how dangerous crowds can be, if you ask a Mumbai teenager which college he wants to go, it wouldn’t be collage’s acclaim or toppers’ list but ‘the crowd’!! Man, crowd really psyches you up. I knew that this newly acquired ‘crowd’ had over-glossed us, it was creating clash of class in the newly merged environment, “we are better than those types”, which people do to get upper hand.

Anyways, employees started getting swapped in new setup. But, despite intermingling you could still identify ‘the crowd’. One of my colleagues hated it, while my other colleague started to enjoy the change, suddenly grass was greener on the other side, and remarkably he identified ‘the crowd’. As it happens in the movie, ‘queens’ really didn’t look up to the ‘pajamachaaps’. In all this I realised that there was uncanny similarity in their attire, it was their style. The style made all the difference between the old fellas and newly acquired fellas. It was as if they had special induction lecture on corporate fashion, what they can wear and what they can’t; which shades of eyeliners would do and what was strict no..no. Nothing like it ever existed in the subconscious of employees of my pre-merged company.

I didn’t feel bad until after a month, when I realised that spiky hairdo of a guy survived for more than a month. This never happened in my five year career that a hairdo survived the corporate dictate. Maybe it was too much of shock values for old fellas of my organisation, may be no one gave damn to the five year old hair style, heheeehe!!!

Unfortunately, our old junta is still pajamachaap but some are happy with ‘queens’ around them. ‘The crowd’ still thinks (I believe that) they are ‘In-thing’ in the new company. Superiority and inferiority of egos gets settled in same old way, one-upmanship of work. The company still remains worried about the bottomline as it was before this brief period of honeymoon. As it happens in corporate marriages some people shine while others whine and a minuscule of us are just there to enjoy it!!

An Indian Cut Above The Rest

After long time, actually many years saw a true ‘Contessa’ lover. The guy driving it looked like aged hippie in love with all things Indian!!!