Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Its a simple website in black and white, no pictures. That is to show the black and white, pictureless world of the people we work for.
Feedback is welcome, and it will really help if you could just add a link on your blogs about the work we do at Esha. We do not have the resources to advertise, but I do believe that it is possible to spread the message through word of mouth. You might just help someone who is looking for this information.
Please go there, and tell me what you think!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
The rules are:
1.Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.
2.Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
3.Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
4.Let each person know that they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Actually, the reason this tag took so long is that, there aren't perhaps 7 interesting things that i cld think up. So lets see how many come up:
1. I ADORE Hrithik Roshan. Straight 15 years get shelved off my choronological age the minute i see a poster or a picture or a film.
2. An addicted reader.
3. I do not use leather, wood, pearls or silk. The reasons will come up in another post very soon. I've been thinking of writing that post for a long time.
4. My poison is chocolate.
5. Favorite lullaby to put myself to sleep is Palkon pe chalte chalte from the movie Daayra, and my favorite lullaby for Ishaan(thats my son) is Sapno ke ghar ki... from the film Daddy.
6. Of all the things I can do(and that is an immodest,pompous list), there is only one thing that I admit to doing really well - Graphology.
7. I can eat raw bitter gourd.
Am tagging the first 7 visitors to this blog.
And the following people:
Aurora Sky (I must change the text on the link here)
i.e., a total of 14 people tagged.
Happy Tagging people!
First things first, the color scheme of the site is nice, serious and muted (such a relief from the deluge of yellow, orange and red sites), but more than that, it’s the content on the home page. "Why us?" is directly followed by "what to do", and then there is a bold text on the right to buy the product. Perfect under-1minute-selling!
What do I not like? The login section does not have a “Get a Login” link. That could have been another selling opportunity. You may not give a person a login unless he’s paid, but you can tell him that, and take him/her to the order page from there. And the bold, big Order Now text on the right does not have a link. I don’t believe this! In fact, from the home page, one has no idea of how to order! Also, if you are a writer and want to offer your skills, there is no place on the home page to do that either.
I like research, and therefore like people who are serious about research, or offer services that make it possible for other people to do good, serious research. We get no idea of the antiquity of the organisation from the site, but it appears to be a new place. Here’s hoping it works out well if it is new(i.e., if the site is still under construction), and that it gets the website links working if it is old.
And these are the links that I need to put in this post.
custom written research papers
research paper writing service
Purchase Term Paper
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
The dancing is amazing, choreography, scintillating and fabulous. If you think I am being generous with the superlatives, that’s because they are deserved. I was skeptical about Vaibhavi Merchant after Saroj Khan-Madhuri combo, but wow! She has made Madhuri do steps that we have never seen on her. As anticipated, Madhuri more than does justice to the rather difficult choreography.
The Laila Majnu production at the end deserves a very special mention, because, imho, this sequence, for perhaps the first time, brings alive the magic of theater on a film screen. The use of lighting, sequences and costumes made one forget for a while that this is not 3D theater. For that production alone, the film is worth watching.
Madhuri has never looked better in silhouette, never done more “ada”, except perhaps in that song from Anjaam – 18 baras ki kanwaari kali thi.. (see, I am a die hard Madhuri fan) and when she presents that opening shot in New York, the message is clear – I RULE!
I read someplace that the role was not conceived with Madhuri in mind. That is surprising, because only Madhuri could have brought life to this character. Only Madhuri can make Ajanta theater look like a convincing cause.
The casting director deserves kudos – the film has an amazing array of actors who have been consistently good. Not one of them disappoints.
The art director also has to his credit – the recreation of Shamli – a small town somewhere in North India – the last time I saw such amazing recreation was in Vishal Bhardwaj’s The Blue Umbrella. The Laila Majnu production at the end required considerable Art Direction, and it worked like magic!
So, where does the movie fail? In more places than one.
For starters, the storyline has more holes than a cube of cheese, so I will not even go in that direction, but 2 glaring ones refuse to stay unstated.
First, what happens to Ajanta Theater after Madhuri Dixit’s return to the US? There is, as a corporate character would say, no Succession Plan in place. By that flaw alone, the entire concept of restarting theater goes to the dogs.
The second, I am not sure what the message regarding love is. In the first part, Madhuri runs away and finds that it was a wrong decision. Worse still, her act leads to the demise of Ajanta theater. In the second half, we again find a couple falling in love during the production. Needless to mention, we do not know if love alliances are accepted now in Shamli, or will this love story lead to a second demise of the theater?
The costumes are good, well thought out and not too in your face. Madhuri could have experimented with her look, but she stuck to the pants, tight top routine throughout. Sad for her fans.
The cinematography could have done a little better. With those moves, a little use of light, creative angles and long shot-close shot balance might have produced a different result, but I was not on the sets, so take this with a pinch of salt. Perhaps, the cinematographer did bring out the best of what was on the set.
The music is less than memorable, except perhaps the title track, and the Khoobiyaan song. I loved that song! The lyrics are completely forgotten at the end of the film.
I’d give this film a rating of 3.5 on 5, and sadly, that is not for the entire team, but for individual sparks of brilliance that make this film a delight.
ये सारी फिल्म माधुरी दीक्षित के कारण ही दर्शनीय है. संक्षिप्त में, यही इस फिल्म की समीक्षा है.
फिल्म का सबसे मधुर पहलू है इस का नृत्य. वैभवी मर्चैंट के नृत्य निर्देशन और माधुरी के नृत्य से वो समा बन्धता है कि देखते ही बनता है.
फिल्म के अंत में आने वाले लैला मजनू नाटक विशेष रूप से प्रशंसनीय है क्यूंकि इस नाटक में सचमुच मंच(थियेटर) का जादू फिल्मी पर्दे पर भी उतर कर आया है. सिनेमा के प्रशंसकों को ये चित्रन बहुत समय तक शायद याद रहेगा.
माधुरी इतने समय के बाद लौट कर आयी तो हैं, पर उन के पहले ही दृश्य मे एक बात साफ हो जाती है, कि उन का मुकबला तो बहुत दूर की बात है, उन के मुकाबिल होने की बात सोचने की क्षमता भी और किसी अभिनेत्री में अभी नहीं है.
कहीं पढा था कि ये रोल माधुरी के बारे में सोच कर नही बनाया गया था. ये लेखक की खुश किस्मती है कि इस रोल को माधुरी ने निभाया. और कोइ अदाकारा इतने कमज़ोर रोल में जान डाल ही नही सकती.
फिल्म की एक और खूबी ये है कि इस में अच्छे कलाकारों की भरमार है, और उन सब ने बहुत ही बढिया अभिनय किया है. इर्फान खान, रनवीर शौरी, कोंकना, विनय पाठक, और कुनाल कपूर, आदि, सभी ने बहुत बढिया अभिनय किया है. यही कारण है कि एक बहुत ही कमज़ोर कहानी भी पर्दे पर सहनीय बन जाती है.
तो फिर इस फिल्म की ख़ामियां क्या है? काफ़ी.
सब से बडी ख़ामी इस फिल्म की कहानी है. कहानीकार और पटकथा लेखक, किसी ने मेहनत नही की है. हर कमज़ोरी हम यहां नही बता सकते, पर दो बातें गौर तलब ज़रूर हैं.
पहली, दिया के अमरीका लौट जाने के बाद अजंता का क्या होगा? कहानीकार इस पर एक दम खामोश है.
दूसरी बात ये है, कि दिया का प्रेम, जो वो खुद मानती हैं कि ग़लती थी, के कारण अजंता बन्द हो गया था. किंतु फिल्म में एक बार फिर 2 लोगों को अजंता के कारण प्रेम हो जाता है. क्या ये प्रेम शाम्ली के लोग सहर्ष स्वीकार लेंगे, या फिर इस प्रेम के कारण अजंता की एक और बार मौत होगी?
फिल्म के costume काफी ठीक ठाक हैं. संगीत 2 गानों – आजा नच ले, और खूबियां, के अलावा, ऐसा नही है कि बहुत स्मरणीय हो. गानों के बोल तो एक दम स्मरणीय नही हैं.
5 में से इस फिल्म को 3.5 point, और वो भी सारी टीम के लिये नही, उन कुछ अच्छी चीज़ों के लिये जो इस फिल्म को विशेष बनाती हैं.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Roughly translated, that means, even the blacksmith imagines that he is the goldsmith. These are occupations and not castes.
Ms Mayawathi should focus on making life such that it is not considered inferior to be a mochi(blacksmith). That social change is hers to make, now that she has the power. Banning a film like that makes her extremely laughable.
Madhuri Dixit must be thanking her stars that she is settled in the US, and not in India. I mean, people, THINK!! There is a limit to being stupid and ultra sensitive. We seem to be so overly concerned with our rights that we have no time to think about our contribution, if any.
Some years ago, roughly 70 years ago, we let our politicians run riot with public manipulation. The result was a Pakistan in 10 years flat. What are we coming to this time, with caste and religion? If people do not stand up against being manipulated, they have only themselves to blame for their loss. The politicians will continue to sell the Taj, pun absolutely intended.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Inherent in that, is the assumption that children do not know and understand enough. Suppose we start with the hypothesis that the opposite is, in fact, true. Children are born with an inherent understanding of a lot of things, and over time, they lose their special knowledge of the universe and replace it with knowledge of how things work in our world.
What supports this hypothesis? Some of the infants I have worked with. They get less intuitive as they get older. God Almighty cannot make them go into the laps of some cutie-cuddly people, and we realise, sooner or later, with good reason.
What does your experience say? Have you found young children surprisingly more understanding than some adults?
Which brings me to the second point on this entry – has evolution really ended?
It is surprising that some of us should think that something that has been happening for millions of years should suddenly stop now. What do you think? And if you think it has ended, why should it end suddenly after millions of years?
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Do you vote for essential services and development projects? Do you vote for honesty and integrity? Do you vote for the educational qualifications and the development work experience of your candidate? Do you ever read the manifesto of the party/candidate for which you vote?
Why am I asking this? Mid term polls in India were missed by a whisker lately. All this hullabaloo was over the US nuclear deal. As the drama stands, the deal is at least on the back burner. Avoiding the polls is more important than the agreement.
Yet, no one, and no one, not even the great media of this country, has gone to the Third Front, the Communists, to ask what their plan is for India’s nuclear program. I would like that answer very much. No one has asked the Congress exactly when the agreement becomes operational and when we start to reap the “benefits”.
The Indian public has been fed statements like this agreement will facilitate our peaceful nuclear program , or that India’s sovereignty is being compromised by the agreement. Yet, the draft/text of the agreement has not been released for public consumption. It is, of course, assumed that there aren’t enough educated people in India who can read the text and analyse it. India, you see, is still a country of snake charmers that can be galvanized into riots at the mere mention of the word “religion”.
When we vote in talent shows, we vote for the candidate from our region, or of our mother tongue, etc… whatever happened to the word “talent” in a talent show?
My guess is that things are not too different anywhere across the world.
So, in an election, what do you vote for?
Monday, October 29, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
It is extremely commendable that all protests against organized retail have started, not when Big Bazaar started, not when there was Pantaloons, Weekender, Spencer’s Hyper etc.,(Spencers and Food Bazaar sell fruits and vegetables too, as does Subhiksha) but against Reliance only. That people speak about Organised Retail and protest against Reliance outlets only. I love the collective amnesia surrounding other organized retail players.
I also think its stupendously wonderful that the day we lost 2 officers and several jawans after a 3 day cross fire in Kashmir, this news got one column space on the front page, and the news of the Blueline buses killing 1 person got about 5 column widths on the front page. The media is absolutely great! The day the Ajmer Sharif blast happened – a blast so low intensity that there were no casualties on the spot, there was also a suicidal attack on a CRPF post. But that was a postscript in the paper. You see, our armed forces are a nationally sponsored bunch of suicidically inclined people. Their deaths mean nothing. (I am not sure how much footage the soldiers who die in Iraq get at home. Anyone who knows? )
It is also fantastic that the media immediately drew parallels with the Mecca Masjid blast, as soon as the Ajmer blast happened, but forgot a simple point of concurrence – they were both extremely low intensity blasts. All other points of similarity – real or imaginary - were so well drawn out. Sensationalism is great! What you cannot exaggerate, you cannot report. I love that attitude! Anyone looking for matter of fact reporting is a dodo.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
(This happened again in Delhi yesterday)
2. Lord, let the girls in DU become a model for the girls in the rest of the country. And every time a man thinks its ok to molest or eve tease a woman, let him stand corrected.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
When you came into the world, i knew 2 things - 1. That i wanted a daughter; and 2. That it would only make a difference till the first moment of seeing you.
Today, as you look at me with eyes that say "I am so innocent, why are you looking at me like that?"(after making me stay up for 3 hours in the middle of the night, kicking at my stitches like its still your home inside me, and crying pointlessly for most part of those 3 hours, because that is your current definition of "entertainment"), my heart melts. The hurting does not matter any more.
Son, till we had you, i used to say, "Children are God's way of making you pay for what you did to your parents." Now I know, they are also God's way of making you understand why mothers are as forgiving as they are, and fathers as indulgent as they appear to be. Why nothing else matters. Why the heart aches with each Wah! , even when you know that the child is in safe hands. The heart still goes Dhak!
This is not a eulogy of you, son. This is a Thank you note to my parents. To a mother who created so much love in the house that we never knew what it was to be unloved. We knew what it was to be loved and smothered with kisses more than we liked, but never what it was to be unloved.
To a father who melted faster than butter on a stove, who was exploited by his sole weakness on earth - his daughter, who is, till date, his greatest fight adversary. When you do that to us, I will know how my father felt all these years.
I read Kahlil Gibran on Children for several years, and today, the prayer is not that I should know, but that I should remember when it is important to remember.
You may not follow our path, our advice, or even our conversation. That is not what we seek. What we do seek, is that the path you follow, Son, should keep you warm on your way, and God Be With You!
Monday, September 10, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Accordingly, I am to nominate 4 other people for the Nice Matters Award.
4 does sound like a small number, because there are so many nice blogs out there.. yet, these are the ones that instantly come to mind:
1. Aaina: This is a Hindi blog, and i love the content - always.
2. Adi: Delhidreams. Very lovable poetry, and an even better story about 2 people in love.
3. Nabeel: He always brings out the most interesting things for his blog.
4. Twisted DNA: My no. 1 de-stressor after alcohol.
This tag is now open to all visitors. And the winners. Please post your fave 4 blogs - either in the comments section here, or on your own blog(and then let me know in the comments).
BTW, I m due for a surgery next Monday. At the moment, my head is in the modes of philosophy, fear and excitement, in that order.
The doctor thinks that philosophy, excitement, and fear is a better order of mind modes.
Any ideas on how to make the conversion?
Monday, August 13, 2007
Pankaj Kapoor effortlessly adds layers to this character. The added layers do not complicate the story or its telling. They enhance your experience of every single moment of the story....and take it to an altogether unexpected level...
The man who tells his store help that one should not steal; the man who,knowing that he will be rightfully accused of theft in under 2 minutes, continues to give the chief guest's speech; the man who tries to sell biscuits and toffee to the children in the village, just so his excommunication is sidelined; the man who displays the loneliness of social excommunication; and then his desperate attempts to "belong"; and the man who is happy, and proud again.
Watch this film for Pankaj Kapoor. Biniya is a delight, and the story is wonderfully told, but these are the bonuses. After ages, a wonderful children's film meant also for the adults. Loved It!
The other film we saw last night was Gandhi, My Father.
Pretty much the only film ever, in which the protagonist moves in and out of the screen in random frames that make no effort to trace his journey. In short, its another documentary on Gandhi Sr. and his greatness.
Completely unexplored other characters, incl. Kasturba, the protagonist, his wife, the other children of the house, their relationship as siblings... nothing at all! This was a film where one expected layers and exploration, and did not even get basic research.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
At the moment, he has been given a 6 year sentence for his involvement in the Mumbai blasts. Some people think its unfair, because his public life has been spotless all these years, and there really is no justification to send him behind bars again. Some others think that justice has been done, and just because he is a much loved public figure, he should not be condoned by the legal system.
Central to this entire debate, imho, is the axiom that All Men are Equal before Law.
It is this axiom that one would like to challenge.
Why should all men be equal before law? The usual answer is, so no one receives an unfair favor.
But that axiom assumes that each act of the person must be viewed in isolation. That is like looking at one piece of a jigsaw puzzle, and taking a decision that will impact the entire picture. How is that logical?
My contention is this - not just for Sanjay Dutt, but for everyone, their position in a legal system should be a function of, not just an isolated act, but, (at the very least), their entire criminal history (or lack thereof).
It is not about Sanjay Dutt. Sanjay Dutt is, again, a metaphor we can use to examine axioms that we do not question. While we are at it, Why do we not question axioms?
Thursday, July 26, 2007
I have been blogging a lot lately, but the interest has shifted to my other blog - www.eshabraille.wordpress.com . I find that world a tad better, and infinitely more interesting.
Some days i get the feeling that we live in 2 different worlds. One world is too starved to worry about any higher need on Maslow's heirarchy. The other world is too stuffed with goodies to have a genuine care, and therefore invents issues to protest about. Maslow was wrong. When the food and safety needs are taken care of, we do not go towards self realisation. We go towards being more judgemental, narrow minded, and in general, non-adjusting.
All of Delhi is going through this trouble of non availability of public transport. Suppose each car vallah and bike vallah were to stop at one bus stop, ask people where they are going, and offer a lift to anyone going in his direction? Would that ease the situation a little bit?
But cars zip past on Delhi roads with one passenger each.
What does one do with a world like that?
What is there to blog about?
And then, I grew weary of the world
a little peace
to sleep in.
of deaths or births or attempted deaths
Nothing to say
There is no need
if nothing is done
there is a need
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
If your child says "Bye, Bye, Plane" enough no. of times to annoy the flight attendant, it doesn't matter whether you have a ticket, nor does it matter if you know anyone at the place where they are offloading you, or if you have enough supplies for the child if they are offloading you miles from home. An airline can offload you because you do not drug the child to make it keep quiet.
JPMC(JP Morgan Chase) HR will be sooo grateful to this guy for spreading the truth about it as an employer. This kind of a referral truly comes only once in a lifetime.
What's more, it has already covered Finance and IT industries. That is industry wide recognition!
Dear Co-Workers and Managers,
As many of you probably know, today is my last day. But before I leave, I wanted to take this opportunity to let you know what a great and distinct pleasure it has been to type "Today is my last day."
For nearly as long as I've worked here, I've hoped that I might one day leave this company. And now that this dream has become a reality, please know that I could not have reached this goal without your unending lack of support. Words cannot express my gratitude for the words of gratitude you did not express.
I would especially like to thank all of my managers both past and present but with the exception of the wonderful Saroj Hariprashad: in an age where miscommunication is all too common, you consistently impressed and inspired me with the sheer magnitude of your misinformation, ignorance and intolerance for true talent. It takes a strong man to admit his mistake - it takes a stronger man to attribute his mistake to me.
Over the past seven years, you have taught me more than I could ever ask for and, in most cases, ever did ask for. I have been fortunate enough to work with some absolutely interchangeable supervisors on a wide variety of seemingly identical projects - an invaluable lesson in overcoming daily tedium in overcoming daily tedium in overcoming daily tedium.
Your demands were high and your patience short, but I take great solace knowing that my work was, as stated on my annual review, "meets expectation." That is the type of praise that sends a man home happy after a 10 hour day, smiling his way through half a bottle of meets expectation scotch with a meets expectation cigar. Thanks Trish!
And to most of my peers: even though we barely acknowledged each other within these office walls, I hope that in the future, should we pass on the street, you will regard me the same way as I regard you: sans eye contact.
But to those few souls with whom I've actually interacted, here are my personalized notes of farewell:
To Philip Cress, I will not miss hearing you cry over absolutely nothing while laying blame on me and my coworkers. Your racial comments about Joe Cobbinah were truly offensive and I hope that one day you might gain the strength to apologize to him.
To Brenda Ashby who is long gone, I hope you find a manager that treats you as poorly as you have treated us. I worked harder for you then any manager in my career and I regret every ounce of it. Watching you take credit for my work was truly demoralizing.
To Sylvia Keenan, you should learn how to keep your mouth shut sweet heart. Bad mouthing the innocent is a negative thing, especially when your talking about someone who knows your disgusting secrets. ; )
To Bob Malvin (Mr. Cronyism Jr), well, I wish you had more of a back bone. You threw me to the wolves with that witch Brenda and I learned all too much from it. I still can't believe that after following your instructions, I ended up getting written up, wow. Thanks for the experience buddy, lesson learned.
Don Merritt (Mr. Cronyism Sr), I'm happy that you were let go in the same manner that you have handed down to my dedicated coworkers. Hearing you on the phone last year brag about how great bonuses were going to be for you fellas in upper management because all of the lay offs made me nearly vomit. I never expected to see management benefit financially from the suffering of scores of people but then again, with this company's rooted history in the slave trade it only makes sense.
To all of the executives of this company, Jamie Dimon and such. Despite working through countless managers that practiced unethical behavior, racism, sexism, jealousy and cronyism, I have benefited tremendously by working here and I truly thank you for that. There was once a time where hard work was rewarded and acknowledged, it's a pity that all of our positive output now falls on deaf ears and passes blind eyes. My advice for you is to place yourself closer to the pulse of this company and enjoy the effort and dedication of us "faceless little people" more. There are many great people that are being over worked and mistreated but yet are still loyal not to those who abuse them but to the greater mission of providing excellent customer support. Find them and embrace them as they will help battle the cancerous plague that is ravishing the moral of this company.
So, in parting, if I could pass on any word of advice to the lower salary recipient ("because it's good for the company") in India or Tampa who will soon be filling my position, it would be to cherish this experience because a job opportunity like this comes along only once in a lifetime.
Meaning: if I had to work here again in this lifetime, I would sooner kill myself.
To those who I have held a great relationship with, I will miss being your co-worker and will cherish our history together. Please don't bother responding as at this very moment I am most likely in my car doing 85 with the windows down listening to Biggie.
JPMC need not worry though. We Indians are incorrigible employees. There will still be applications for employment.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
शायराना सी है , ज़िन्दगी की फज़ा
आप भी ज़िंदगी का मज़ा लीजिये
मैं गज़ल बन गयी आप के सामने
शौक़ से अब मुझे गुनगुना लीजिये ..
आप सुन तो रहे हैं मेरे दिल की लय
इस मैं बेनाम सी इक उदासी भी है
इस उदासी में नग़मा कोई छेड कर
एक बचैन दिल की दुआ लीजिये..
आप के प्यार का जो भी मेयार है,
उस से कब जाने जां मुझ को इंकार है,
जिस तरह आप चाहें नज़र आऊं मैं,
मुझ को हर रंग में आज़मा लीजिये..
Shaayaraanaa si hai, zindagee kee fazaa
Aap bhee zindagee kaa mazaa leejiye
Main gazal ban gayee, aap ke saamne, shauk se ab mujhe gungunaa leejiye
Aap sun to rahe hain mere dil ki laya
Is mein benam see ik udaasi bhi hai,
Is udaasi mein nagma koee chhed kar
Ek baichain dil kee duaa leejiye..
Aap ke pyaar ka job hi meiyaar hai,
Us se kab jaane jaan mujhko inkaar hai,
Jis tarah aap chahcein nazar aaon main,
Mujh ko har rang mein aazmaa leejiye..
Really Bad Translation:
Life feels poetic, why don’t you come around, and enjoy it too?
Look at me, I turn into a poem right in front of you,
Take it to your lips and hum it as you like..
You, who can hear the rhythm of my heart,
Knows that there is also an unnamed sadness in it,
Strum a song to inhabit my sadness,
To bring peace to a sad heart..
Whatever be the standards of your love, darling,
I do not think them unfair..
I will present myself in the light that you desire,
Test me however you like…
PS: The song is from a little known film called "Phir Teri Kahani Yaad Aayi" from the Mahesh Bhatt stable. I still think it was a very well made film.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Last month, around this time, we made the payment on our Airtel landline. This cheque was not banked for 15 days. So we were requested to stop payment of the said cheque and were told that someone will come and pick up a replacement cheque from our place. That was on the 14th of June.
The next call came on the 20th of June. Again, someone promised to come and collect the cheque that very day. No one landed till the 25th.
On the 25th, someone called again, to say they are coming. The person was to come by 1230 hours, because we had to leave for some place after that. At 1220, he calls to say he will be around in another "1-1.5 hours". So we said we will just drop the cheque. This Airtel executive knew that the cheque was going to the drop box that day.
Next morning, unceremoniously, the outgoing was barred for both the landline and the Broadband. We lodged a complaint to re activate the outgoing and gave the cheque nos. - at 1445 hours yesterday. At 1730 hours, i called to check the status of the request and was told that no request is pending for restoring outgoing. So i made another request at 1730 hours yesterday.
This morning, I checked at 0930 hours to find out the status of the request. I was told that no request is pending for restoring outgoing on this phone. Great. A new request was lodged and a new request no. was generated.
At 1230, i called again to find out the status of the request logged at 0930 hours. I was told that no request is pending to restore outgoing on this phone. At 1230, ahem, we have lodged another request to restore outgoing.
On all the 4 calls, the supervisor was "too busy" to speak to us. What's more, i specifically requested that a written escalation should be created for this request. No escalation was created by the Airtel BPO executive. His name was Naresh Kumar and the manager's name is Anupam Munshi.
This morning, i requested a call back and was promised that Mr. Munshi will call back within one hour. So far (its 1300 hours now) Mr. Munshi is too busy to speak to us or call back.
I raised a complaint at www.core.nic.in, but don't think anything is happening.. what do u suggest we do??
Sunday, June 24, 2007
We name the hills, And do they care?
Do these hills, line after line, even think, of one, as distinct from the other?
We name the trees, And they do not know. And they do not care.
We even name the Animals
Do they name themselves? Or us?
We name the leaves
And the roots
And the streams
We name everything
And the hills, the streams, the waterfalls, the plains and the seas,
And go on
What do they care??
Monday, June 18, 2007
हमने देखी है उन आंखों की महकती खुशबू
हाथ से छू के इसे
रिश्तों का इल्ज़ाम ना दो,
सिर्फ एह्सास है ये,
रूह से मह्सूस करो,
प्यार को प्यार ही रहने दो कोई नाम ना दो...
प्यार कोई बोल नहीं,
प्यार आवाज़ नहीं,
एक खामोशी है, सुनती है कहा करती है,
ना ये बुझती है ना रुकती है ना ठ्हरी है कहीं,
नूर की बून्द है सदियों से बहा करती है...
सिर्फ एह्सास है ये,
रूह से मह्सूस करो,
प्यार को प्यार ही रहने दो कोई नाम ना दो...
मुस्कुराहट सी खिली रहती है आंखों में कहीं,
और पलकों पे उजाले से झुके रहते हैं
होंठ कुछ कहते नहीं कांपते होंठों पे मग़र
कितने खामोश से अफसाने रुके रहते हैं..
सिर्फ एह्सास है ये,
रूह से मह्सूस करो,
प्यार को प्यार ही रहने दो कोई नाम ना दो...
If it is possible to define "love", this is it..
Humne dekhi hai un aankhon ki mahakati khushboo
Haath se chhoo ke use
Rishton ka ilzaam na do,
Sirf ehsaas hai ye,
Rooh se mahsoos karo
Pyaar ko pyaar hi rahne do koi naam na do…
Pyaar koi bol nahi,
Pyaar awaaz nahi, ek khamoshi hai sunati hai kahaa karti hai
Na ye bujhti hai na rukti hai na thehri hai kahin,
Noor ki boond hai sadiyon se baha karti hai…
Sirf ehsaas hai ye,
Rooh se mahsoos karo
Pyaar ko pyaar hi rahne do koi naam na do…
Muskurahat si khili rahti hain aankhon mein kahi,
Aur palkon pe ujaale se jhuke rehte hain,
Honth kuchh kethe nahi kaanpte honthon pe magar
Kitne khamosh se afsaane ruke rehte hain…
Sirf ehsaas hai ye,
Rooh se mahsoos karo
Pyaar ko pyaar hi rahne do koi naam na do…
Limited Ability Translation:
We have seen the fragrant sparkle of those eyes,
Do not throw the blame of a relationship on it…
Love is just a feeling,
To be felt by the soul,
Let Love just be Love, do not place a name to it…
Love is not a word, nor a sound,
Just a silence that speaks and listens for itself.
It does not get extinguished, nor does it stop,
A drop of the nectar light that has been flowing for centuries…
Love is just a feeling,
To be felt by the soul,
Let Love just be Love, do not place a name to it …
The eyes, they smile deep within,
And the eyelids are lit with inexplicable illumination.
The lips, they say nothing, and yet,
How many stories rest on those trembling lips..
Love is just a feeling,
To be felt by the soul,
Let Love just be Love, do not place a name to it…
तुम पुकार लो
तुम्हारा इंतज़ार है...
होंठ पे लिये हुए,
दिल की बात हम
जागते रहेंगे और,
कितनी रात हम ...
मुख़्तसर सी बात है,
तुम से प्यार है....
दिल बहल तो जायेगा,
इस ख़्याल से,
हाल मिल गया तुम्हारा,
अपने हाल से..
रात ये करार की
तुम्हारा इंतजार है...
Limited Ability Translation, but do notice the directness of the words.
I wait for you...
How much longer
will the desire of my heart
stay on my lips?
Its a very small thing -
I love you.
This thought alone,
will gladden my heart,
you and I,
sail in the same boat*
This night of peace,
Is turbulent within..
PS: *"Sail in the same boat" means, are in the same emotional state.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Pankaj Kapoor is a treat, getting better with time. It looked like a movie with an IQ above 10 (To me, the average IQ of a movie today is about 8). And the visuals showed promise of being worthy of a big screen. In retrospect, all 3 expectations got met.
The movie is subtle. As we argued later, a little too subtle for some people. The central message, as we carried back, was that every religion has to, at some point of time, make a decision between rituals and essence.
Hinduism is used as the example in the film. The motif of a pundit, or clergy, or ulema, or whatever, is universal.
But perhaps, the subtlety is too subtle for some minds. I also enumerated for the Other, the less positive messages one could take back from the film, and he said, "Well, people have specialised in taking dung out of the cow, instead of the milk, so can't be certain this film will get the right message across. Yes, sadly, people might make biogas from this film too."
There was one other interesting thing. The trigger for this conflict, in the film, is, interestingly, Moh मोह , or attachment. And then I thought, if Moh can trigger a thought process of choice between rituals and essence, then, is Moh bad, in that one situation? If attachment forces you to rethink what Dharma means to you, or your values, is that attachment, in that one context, bad?
What do you think?
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
This one is the first that comes to mind. Man! I can read this post 100 times and still laugh the 101st time.
I love the second picture on this photo post. When one thinks of it, its a practical apparatus to learn and enjoy cycling without worrying about... well, some of the necessary worries of life!
I always love Sayesha's blog, but this post really had me in splits. http://sayesha.blogspot.com/2007/03/koffee-addiction.html
And this picture of a dandelion. Simple, yet beautiful.
Remember Nandan? That children's magazine that used to have a 2 page News section that combined the most amazing news snippets ever? This one reminded me of that.
Monday, June 04, 2007
Step 1 - Create a new blog.
Step 2 - Change preferances for this blog to not appear on your profile.
Step 3 - For the new blog, change preferances for reading options also. Ask for authorisation to read the url. Only people you specify as readers will be able to read the url.
There, as simple as 1-2-3. Now all your personal catharsis can happen on blogosphere too!
Sunday, May 27, 2007
"He" stands, obviously, for the person I was having this discussion with.
He: How can someone dress up like Guru Gobind Singh? Use the same baptism mode? This man does not even measure up to the toemail of the Guruji.
We have nothing against the creation of Deras. They do not come under Sikhism and we have no issues with how someone else runs a spiritual center. But to mislead simple people with a well known image, and to benefit from the replication of such an image, when you are not worthy of any such replication, is not acceptable. For a corrupt criminal like him to even place the word "Singh" after his name, is a disgrace to Sikhsim.
Me: Sure he doesnt measure up to Guruji. Thats why he is copying, remember? But how does it make a difference to my faith if 10,000 ppl dress up like Guru Gobind Singh? I know they are not Guru Gobind Singh, and never can be.
He: That may be the strength of one person's faith. But the majority will not have a faith that strong.
Me: We are not responsible for the strength of other people's faith.
Tell me, why are there Dalit Sikhs in Punjab in the first place? To have a Dalit Sikh is to deny the very foundation on which the Sikh faith was built. "Ek noor te sab jag upajaya, kaun bhale ko mande"
एक नूर ते सब जग उपज्या , कौन भले को मंदे ॥
(One light has given birth to all, so who may we call Holy and who unholy?)
Are the people who exploit these poor Sikhs and keep them as Dalit Sikhs, worthy of being called "Sikhs"? They are the bigger criminals in the books of Sikhism।
Why is it that a state that was ravaged by the political play of the INC, voted the same party back to power? The party that was responsible for the economic devastation and the social fabric tarnishing of the state, was brought back with honours? How can a people allow this? Even a so called "caste driven" state like UP has shown better political sense! The current issue is also hugely driven by politics, but we as Punjabis continue to be drawn into a battle that is non existant to start with.
Human Gurus are not allowed in Sikhism. Go to the gurudwara in Sec. 38C of Chandigarh. You will find pictures of these "gurus" from various Deras in the basement of the Gurudwara. That is not the icing on the cake. The icing is that these pictures are placed in the form of a square "Pradakshina" . This gurudwara comes under the SGPC.
Sikhism also prohibits a Sikh from using any form of Caste identification. Yet, more and more Sikhs are found writing "Singh Chawla" or "Singh Banipal" etc. after their surname. I find that a recent phenomenon in the Obit columns of newpapers. It is not about rituals. It is about the spirit behind that rule. That spirit is violated when you place a matrimonial ad asking for "Ramgarhia Sikh match required for..."
If the SGPC needs to accuse anyone, it is itself. If Sikhism needs to look anywhere, it is within.
The third person in the room: "Will the two of you please shut up? "
Friday, May 18, 2007
The most preposterous thing heard all week: A man called Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh (with a name like this, he became neither Ram nor Rahim) dresses up as Guru Gobind Singh, and the Sikh custodians, instead of sending him a letter, end up destroying public property. A totally different man loses his life.
The best news of the week: Global Warming is finally being noticed.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Won't attempt a translation. This is too good to be mutilated by my translation. Any volunteers welcome.
आवारापन, बंजारापन, एक खला है सीने मे,
हर दम, हर पल, बैचैनी है, कौन भला है सीने मे॥
जाने ये कैसी आग लगी है, इस में धुँआ ना चिंगारी
हो ना हो, इस बार कहीं कोई ख़्वाब जला है सीने में॥
कहाँ किसी के लिए है मुमकिन , सब के लिए एक सा होना,
थोडा सा दिल मेरा बुरा है, थोडा भला है सीने में॥
खंजर से हाथों पे लकीरें, कोइ भला क्या लिख पाया?
हमने मगर एक पागलपन में खुद को छला है सीने में॥
Friday, May 11, 2007
You'll remember, this was a Gulzar movie released in the previous decade.
It was about the terrorism problem in Punjab.
The leads were Om Puri, Tabu, Chandradhur Singh and others, incl. Jimmy Shergill.
Things I remember from the film:
अखियों मे बैठा था, अखियों से उठ के,
जाने किस देस गया...
He sat in my eyes,
God knows where he went from there..
What i love about this line is the pain of living through the fact that someone who practically shared your days, just goes away one day,and you never see him again.
Dialogues from the film: (ओम पुरी)
चंद्रचूर : "तो अब कहाँ है, वो, घर वाले आप के?
ओम पुरी: "आधे ४७ ने खा लिए थे, आधे ८४ खा गया। "
ओम पुरी : " घर बाहर हमारे उजड़े, बाप दादे हमारे मरे, और आजादी कोई और ले कर आया? "
ओम पुरी : "सीली माचिस की तीलियों से आग नही भड़कती। "
(Referring to the fact that an unawakened population cannot bring about a revolution or reform movement. Classic Gulzar, the best possible way of saying it. )
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
A lot of people who know me personally, often comment on how it’s a very good job that I’m doing with the blind. Each time, I have tried to correct the person and inform them that actually, it’s the other way round. What I have learnt from the blind people I have worked with is much, much more than what any of them has gained from me.
Here is how my life is better because of the skills I learnt from the blind.
I can walk around my house in pitch darkness.
If I’m cooking when the power goes off, I don’t have to turn the gas off and wait for the electricity to come back. I can continue cooking most of the times.
I don’t have to wake up to monitor the maid or the house. Even in my sleep, I do it with the ears and the nose. The maid hates it. I love the extra sleep. I learnt that from the students who knew someone was entering the class, even when I did not know it until after the person had entered.
Even if I am entering a building for the first time, I will be able to find my way over the sections that I have covered, in pitch darkness. This is because I count my steps and make a mental note of all the ups and downs of the floor surface. I learnt that from the students I worked with.
When buying clothes, I have learnt to close my eyes and then feel the texture. The difference in sensation is quite impressive.
I have learnt that it is possible to have fun AND hate people who pity you at the same time.
I have seen that it is possible to dance to perfect formations by just counting your steps and perfecting them individually. You cannot see the harmony you have created on stage, but everyone else can, and its beautiful!
I have learnt that there are 2 ways in which you can react to abject pity from others. You can either learn to use it to your advantage, or you can push it back with even more vigor. Your repulsion to that pity gives you more strength.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
But from Minute 1, one was hooked. Its a strong "Must watch" recommendation. (I got it from the local DVD vala, so you might try your luck there too. )
The documentary is about Global Warming. One has already reached compassion fatigue with this subject.
I really do believe that human beings are digging their mass grave successfully(and rather quickly) with their wombs. If we do not stop exponentially growing, we are all going. But one did not know the extent. From 2 billion after WW2, we are currently at above six billion. As he says in the film, 10,000 generations to reach 2 billion, and one lifetime to multiply that by 3. Super!
There are people who really believe that human beings are a "resource". To produce what? As a species, we are parasites and saprophytes. We produce nothing that is of use to anyone other than our own species. In the utility order, we must be just below the crows because the crows at least serve to clean up their feeding areas. We do the exact opposite!
Then one person once told me "We are a resource because it is the children we produce that are creating the economic resources for this country. The BPO work force is coming from there. Its a matter of how you use this resource." I was dumbfounded. You want to produce children to work in BPOs! How completely selfless!
Seriously, I have nothing against this view. In fact, I quite enjoy the circus that is the human civilisation.
Personally, I am very happy when a natural disaster tries to wake us up. The Earth is really kind, because instead of going for one mega disaster and getting rid of us, it is still trying to give us gentle warnings. The earth will survive the mega disaster. We, apparently, will not.
But there is something that this video does : it gives us hope. It tells us that we might still not be too late. After the hard, irrefutable figures, that hope is a good take home. It lets you sleep at night.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Publish 5th paragraph of page 123 of the book you are currently reading. (if the page does not have 5th paragraph, take the last paragraph. And if the book doesn’t have page no. 123, take the last page.)
I read multiple books at the same time. At the moment, these books are
Super Sudoku Puzzles by J. Riley
At Wit's End by Erma Bombeck; and
Raat, Chand aur Main by Gulzar.
Let's choose Gulzar for this tag. (I would have liked to choose Super Sudoku puzzles, but blogger does not support grid paragraphs yet. ;-)).
बस एक पानी की आवाज़ लपलपाती है,
कि घाट छोड़ के मांझी तमाम जा भी चुके
चलो ना चांद की कश्ती मे झील पार करें।
I tag....Artnavy, ITW, Dharma, Chiya and Sugarlips.
I also tag the first 5 visitors to this post. So if you see this post and the no. of comments is less than 5, you are tagged.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
I belong to a small group called the "WTF" group. We are like this:
1. We see Arjun Singh's "I-am-Krissh-but-why-does-everyone-else-think-I-am-Dr. Dang" histrionics and go "WTF!"
2. We see a lot of new headlines in the papers and find that the myopic vision of 50 years ago on whether 2 ppl can have an inter-religious marriage or not, whether girls are old enough to decide whom to marry at the age of 16 etc.. we see reams of paper and air time wasted on these notions and go "WTF! As if these things are even worth discussing"
3. We see the K series of serials(for abt 2 minutes) during which we see the same expression captured abt 5 times and go "WTF! DD's Hum Log anyday!"
4. We see Rahul Gandhi and Aishwarya Rai trying to appear intelligent and go "WTF!"
5. We see the Sachar Committee Report that is trying to get jobs for a highly entrepreneurial community and go "WTF! Why are the real needs of the community not being addressed?"
The WTFs are a community that is not suited to living in today's India.
We are also completely unfit to watch modern television.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
अक्सर क्यों कहते हैं, हैरत होती है!
aksar vo kehte hain, vo bas mere hain,
aksar kyun kehte hain, hairat hoti hai.
He, who is mine, often tells me that,
Why does have to tell me often? (bad translation)
गम होते है जहाँ ज़हानत होती है,
दुनिया मे हर शेह की कीमत होती है
Gham hote hain jahaan zahaanat hoti hai,
duniya ein har sheh ki keemat hoti hai.
There is sorrow where there is knowledge.
Everything in the world comes at a price.
हम से दिलचस्प कभी सच्चे नही होते हैं,
अच्छे लगते हैं मगर अच्छे नही होते हैं।
Hum se dilchasp kabhi sachche nahee hote hain,
Acchche lagte hain magar achchhe nahi hote hain..
Those, who are intersting, are seldom honest,
They appear nice, but they are not.
Friday, April 06, 2007
This, Too, Shall Pass....
- Most people think of it in bad times. It helps a lot to remember this in the good times too. We tend to attribute the bad times to fate and the good times to ourselves.
Honesty once pawned is never redeemed
Don’t accept unacceptable behavior.
You have never been given a dream without also being given the power to make it come true.
It took me a lot of years to understand this one. Precisely 10 years. The lesson at the end of 10 years is that maybe, not all dreams are worth fighting for.
Nobody remembers your achievements. They do not usually remember your name either. But what they will never, ever forget, is how you made them feel.
If your mother says you’ll regret it, you probably will.
When something appears too good to be true, it usually is.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
You can answer in the comments, and will be really nice if u can also add the url of the post.
Here is my answer. I love the simplicity and the power of the parallel in this.
Monday, March 19, 2007
मैने जवाब दिया, "अब मेरे blog पर मिलती हैं!! "
आईना ने अमृता प्रीतम की बहुत ही प्यारी कवितायें इक्ठी की हैं. य़हां.
और मेरी ओर से, ये बुल्ले शाह, जो आज मिला:
One of my friends sent me this really nice Bulle Shah poem. Wasboth surprised and happy to get it. When I sent him a note to say "Thank you!" he replied, "That was actually to remind you of your lovely poetry forwards. Where are they? " I replied, "On my blog now! "
Aaina has compiled a lovely set of Amrita Pritam poetry. You can read it in Hindi here.
And on my post, the poem sent by my friend.
" ਜੇ ਰਬ ਮਿਲਦਾ ਨਾਤਯਾ ਧੋਤਯਾ,
ਮਿਲਦਾ ਡਡੁਆ ਮਛਿਯਾੰ
ਜੇ ਰਬ ਮਿਲਦਾ ਨਦੀ ਮਸਾਨ ਵਿਚ,
ਮਿਲਦਾ ਚਮ ਚਿਣਿਕਿਯਾੰ,
ਜੇ ਰਬ ਮਿਲਦਾ ਜੰਗਲ ਵੇਲੇ
ਮਿਲਦਾ ਗਾੰ ਤੇ ਬਛਿਯਾੰ,
ਬੁਲਲੇ ਸ਼ਾਹ ਰਬ ਔਨੁ ਲਬਦਾ
ਜੇ ਨੀਯਤਾੰ ਜਿਨਾ ਦੀਆੰ ਸਚਿਯਾੰ.... "
In the translation, "was in" is to mean " If God could be attained/reached by"
If god was in physical purification by water,
He would live among the fish and the toads
If god was in the cemetries,
He would be among the leather mongers
If God was in the forest,
He would be attained by the cows and calves.
Bulle Shah says the only way to attain God
Is for those with clean intentions..
For people outside India: This is aimed at the various practices adopted by sects for self purification and attainment of God. Some sects believe in self purification by keeping the body clean and sticking to rituals. Some other sects believe that self flagellation and torture is the only way to get closer to God. Some others believe in meditation deep in the forests. Bulle Shah believes that the only way to get God is to keep a pure heart that wishes no evil.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
हम तो बच्पन में भी अकेले थे,
सिर्फ दिल की गली में खेले थे.
एक तरफ मोर्चे थे पलकों के,
एक तरफ आंसूओं के रेले थे..
थीं सजीं हसरतैं दुकानों पर
ज़िन्दगी के अजीब मेले थे..
आज ज़हन-ओ-दिल भूखे मरते हैं,
उन दिनो हम ने फाक़े झेले थे..
खुद्कुशी क्या गमों का हल बनती,
मौत के अपने सौ झमेले थे..
ham to bachapan me.n bhii akele the
sirf dil kii galii me.n khele the
ek taraf morche the palako.n ke
ek taraf aa.Nsuuo.n ke rele the
thii.n sajii hasarate.n duukaano.n par
zindagii ke ajiib mele the
aaj zehan-o-dil bhuuko.n marate hai.n
un dino.n faake bhii ham ne jhele the
Khud-kashii kyaa Gamo.n kaa hal banatii
maut ke apane bhii sau jhamele the
I was alone even in my childhood
and the alleys of the heart, the only playgrounds I've known..
Brightly lit desires on the shops,
In the strange fair called Life...
The other ones are too nice for me to mutilate them in translation..
Monday, March 12, 2007
Saw it yesterday and just HAD to blog about it. Though I've seen over 20 films since the last film post - Kabul Express, this one REALLY takes the cake.
What's wrong with it?
One, someone should have spent at least some time on the characters before putting them on paper/film. They all seem to have come from 1 line briefs! It is supposed to be a credible story, but nothing about it ends up being credible.. because everything is so... wispy! (for want of a better word)
Two, the movie needs editing, and lots of it.
But the worst assault of the film is its cinematography. The cinematographer should be criminally prosecuted for that assault on our visual senses. Can you imagine a location like a beautiful, verdant tea estate among the mountains, and a grey/blue/green filter with black and white effects on this scenery for the WHOLE DURATION OF THE FILM? Can you imagine that?? 3 hours of mutilation of such amazing locales!!
Friday, March 09, 2007
अपने अपने साथ जियें!!
दुख के जंगल में फिरते हैं, कब से मारे मारे लोग,
जो होता है, सह लेते हैं, कैसे हैं बेचारे लोग!
जीवन जीवन, हम ने जग में, खेल यही होते देखा,
धीरे, धीरे जीती दुनिया, धीरे धीरे हारे लोग!
वक़्त गर्दन पर बैठा है, अपना राग सुनाता है,
संगत देने को बैठे ले सांसों के इकतारे लोग!
इस नगरी में क्यों मिलती है, रोटी सपनों के बदले,
जिनकी नगरी है वो जानें, हम ठहरे बंजारे लोग!
dukh ke ja.ngal me.n phirate hai.n kab se maare maare log
jo hotaa hai sah lete hai.n kaise hai.n bechaare log
jiivan jiivan ham ne ag me.n khel yahii hote dekhaa
dhiire dhiire jiitii duniyaa dhiire dhiire haare log
waqt gardan par baitha hai, apna raag sunaataa hai,
sangat dene ko baithe le saa.Nso.n ke ik-taare log
is nagarii me.n kyo.n milatii hai roTii sapano.n ke badale
jinkii nagarii hai vo jaane ham Thahare ba.njaare log
Sunday, March 04, 2007
The Other " Let's subscribe to the mint."
Me: Sure!! Do they give away free coins to subscribers?
The Other: No, they just got started, i don't think they are that badly off, yet!
Me: Which mint?
The Other: The paper, what did you think?
Me: Never mind!
And so it happened, that the desi avatar of the Wall Street Journal entered our house.
In abount 15 days, the paperwala got a frantic call at 6:00 a.m.
"Can you please get rid of the mint and give us the Economic Times again? "
Objective of post: Our review of the new paper.
Slice of Life - II.
P Chidambaram presents budget. Me sees it at the end of the work day, expecting no real surprises - this cheaper, that dearer, petrol higher, kerosene lower? ...
Boy! Were there surprises! That was a Richter 10.0 Budget!
My unanswered questions:
1. Farm Procurement Prices are not increased, but agriculture subsidy is increased. Are we making fishing easier or handing out free fish to get a few votes?
2. How will it be ensured that all this welfare freebie booty does not end up where it usually does - in the houses of the politicians and the bureaucrats?
3. Where are the audited results of the Education Cess Collections and expenditure of last year?
4. What is the selection ratio we are looking at in providing 1 lakh scholarships between 9th and 12th classes? Even at a measly estimate of roughly 5 million students in the target beneficiary group, we are left with a selection ratio of 1:50! What are we trying to achieve here?
5. After the Rural Employment Guarantee scheme, what was the pre and post per capita and average household income of the beneficiary families? How many beneficiary families did we have?
6. Why do we need a Rural Employment Guarantee Scheme and a Singur at the same time?
7. Export of commodities stopped but forwards trading not stopped. Why?
8. Ban on skimmed milk to reduce prices of milk. What is the cause of shortage?
9. No analysis on the cause of general country wide inflation.
10. "Two lakh more teachers to be employed and five lakh more classrooms to be constructed. " - What about accountability for the infrastructure that already exists?
11. Defence Outlay increased by 7.8 percent - What is the breakup of this amount in terms of :
A. Increase in staff expenditure
B. Research and Development
C. Capacity building for all the 3 forces
What will we achieve with 7.8%?
My Take: This is not a nightmare budget. Nightmares are better.
Monday, February 26, 2007
The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks the ant's a fool and laughs & dances & plays the summer away. Come winter, the ant is warm and well fed. The grasshopper has no food or shelter so he dies out in the cold.
The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks the ant's a fool and laughs & dances & plays the summer away. Come winter, the shivering grasshopper calls a press conference and demands to know why the ant should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving.
NDTV, BBC, CNN show up to provide pictures of the shivering grasshopper next to a video of the ant in his comfortable home with a table filled with food. The World is stunned by the sharp contrast. How can this be that this poor grasshopper is allowed to suffer so?
Arundhati Roy stages a demonstration in front of the ant's house. Medha Patkar goes on a fast along with other grasshoppers demanding that grasshoppers be relocated to warmer climates during winter. Amnesty International and Koffi Annan criticize the Indian Government for not upholding the fundamental rights of the grasshopper.
The Internet is flooded with online petitions seeking support to the grasshopper (many promising Heaven and Everlasting Peace for prompt support as against the wrath of God for non-compliance).
Opposition MP's stage a walkout.Left parties call for "Bharat Bandh" in West Bengal and Kerala demanding a Judicial Enquiry.CPM in Kerala immediately passes a law preventing Ants from working hard in the heat so as to bring about equality of poverty among ants and grasshoppers.
Lalu Prasad allocates one free coach to Grasshoppers on all Indian Railway Trains, aptly named as the 'Grasshopper Rath'.
Finally, the Judicial Committee drafts the Prevention of Terrorism Against Grasshoppers Act [POTAGA]", with effect from the beginning of the winter.
Arjun Singh makes Special Reservation for Grass Hopper in educational
Insititutions & in Govt Services.
The ant is fined for failing to comply with POTAGA and, having nothing left to pay his retroactive taxes, his home is confiscated by the Government and handed over to the grasshopper in a ceremony covered by NDTV.
Arundhati Roy calls it "a triumph of justice". Lalu calls it 'Socialistic Justice'. CPM calls it the 'revolutionary resurgence of the downtrodden' Koffi Annan invites the grasshopper to address the UN General Assembly.
Many years later...The ant has since migrated to the US and set up a multi billion dollar company in silicon valley.100s of grasshoppers still die of starvation despite reservation somewhere in India ...
As a result of losing lot of hard working ants and feeding the grasshoppers India is still a developing country......
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
I appreciate the cause and empathise with the parents who think their children may have been victims.
My question to Kashmiris is:
Why did you not protest when:
1. Your children left homes to join militancy? For decades??
2. Your neighbours were raped, killed and driven out of their homes just because of their religion?
Why did you not protest then? Why did you not bring the valley to a standstill when the militants were touring your villages and recruiting? Did you not know that your children were going out there to kill, rape and victimise?
How many of these photographs being brandished by the protestors, and being lapped up by the media, belong to fake encounters, and how many to young people who left to join the jehad?? Who knows that?
I had no idea that the valley could talk. Wish, really do, that the valley had spoken sooner. Much, much sooner.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
I usually keep smarty ideas to myself, and don't particularly like people who put common sense in a bottle, label it, and sell it for a brand.
But this game, I realised, might help some harried parents/uncles/aunts out there, even though it is based on common sense..
The game helps inculcate an interest in quizzing, but more than that, it helps children recognise and notice small things around them, and it helps parents soothe nerves on a long journey or a bad afternoon at home.
Pop Quiz can be played by 2-n no. of players. It is best played among children when the parents are just too harried to talk to them. But before that happens parents, you will have to play it with your 2 years olds at least till they start enjoying the game. I have then used it to check their exam preparedness :-)
1. One player is selected in any way(chits is the safest) to start the first question.
2. The player asks the question. The question is directed at one player and if that player cannot answer it, then the question passes to the left until everyone has been covered.
3. The first person to answer the question gets a point. If no one can answer a question, the person who put the question gets a point.
4. As soon as any player answers a question, he becomes the "Quizmaster" and starts the next question round.
This continues till you reach the end of your journey/afternoon. The kid with the max points wins.
How this game works (For parents only):
1. Kids try to get difficult questions, since each unanswered question gives them an point. They start looking for things around them and observing them, looking for questions to stump others.
2. They also try to second guess their elder sibling's textbooks, because they assume(correctly) that that is where most of the questions are going to come from.
What do you think?
Sunday, January 28, 2007
तंख्वाह का रजिस्टर देखा, तो सब समझ में आ गया. कारण पकड में आ गया.
शाम को उन्होने पुलिस मंत्री से कहा, मैं समझ गया कि आपकी पुलिस मुस्तैद क्युन नही है. आप इतनी बडी तंख्वाह देते हैं इस लिये. सिपाही को 500, हवलदार को 700, थानेदार को हज़ार, ये क्या मज़ाक है? आखिर पुलिस अपराधी को क्यूं पकडे?
हमारे यहां सिपाही को 100 और थानेदार को 200 देते हैं तो वो 24 घंटे जुर्म की तलाश करते हैं.. आप फौरन् तंख्वाहे घटाइये.
पुलिस मंत्री ने कहा, - मगर ये तो अन्याय होगा. अच्छा वेतन नही मिलेगा तो काम ही क्यों करेंगे?
मातादीन ने कहा, इस में कोई अन्याय नही है. आप देखेंगे की पहली घटी हुई तंख्वाह मिलते ही आप की पुलिस की मनोवृति में क्रांतिकारी परिवर्तन हो जायेगा.
पुलिस मंत्री ने तंख्वाहे घटा दीं और 2-3 महीने में सचमुच बहुत फर्क आ गया. पुलिस एक दम मुस्तैद हो गयी. सोते से एक दम जाग गयी. चारों तरफ नज़र रखने लगी. अपराधियों की दुनिया में घबराहट मच गयी. पुलिस मंत्री ने तमाम थानों के record बुलवाकर देखे. पहले से कई गुना ज़्यादा केस register हुए थे. उन्होने मातादीन को बुलाकर कहा, - मैं आपकी सूझ की तरीफ करता हों, आप ने क्रांति कर दी. पर ये हुआ किस तरह?
मातादीन ने समझाया – बात बहुत मामूली है. कम तंख्वाह दोगे, तो मुलाज़िम कि गुज़र नही होगी. 100 रुपये में सिपाही बच्चों को नही पाल सकता. उसे ऊपरी आमदनी करनी ही पडेगी. और ऊपरी आमदनी तभी होगी जब वह अपराधी को पकडेगा. गरज़ ये कि वो अपराधों पर नज़र रखेगा. हमारे राम राज के स्वच्छ और सक्षम प्रशासन का यही रहस्य है.
चन्द्रलोक में इस चमत्कारण की खबर फैल गयी. लोग मातादीन को देखने आने लगे कि वह आदमी कैसा है जो तंख्वाह कम कर के सक्षमता ला देता है. पुलिस के लोग भी खुश थे. बोलते – गुरू, आप इधर ना पधारते तो हम सब कोरी तंख्वाह से ही गुज़र करते रहे. सरकार भी खुश थी कि मुनाफे का बजट बनने वाला था.
आधी समस्या हल हो गयी. पुलिस अपराधी पकडने लगी थी. अब मामले की जांच विधि में सुधार करना रह गया था.
Friday, January 26, 2007
गफूर बोला, " आप बेफिक्र रहें पेक्ट्सा, मैं भी अपनी घरवाली को भेज दूंगा, खिदमत के लिये! "
मातादीन ने यान के चालक से पूछा, "ड्राइविंग लाइसेंस है?"
जी है साहब!
और गाडी में बत्ती ठीक है?
जी ठीक है.
मातादीन ने कहा, "सब ठीक ठाक होना चाहिये, नहीं तो हराम्ज़ादे को बीच अंतरिक्ष में चलान कर दूंगा. "
चांद से आये चालक ने कहा, "हमारे यहां आदमी से ऐसे बात नहीं करते. "
मातादीन ने कहा, "जानता हूं बे, तुम्हारी पुलिस कमज़ोर है. अभी मैं उसे ठीक करता हूँ. "
मातादीन यान में कदम रख ही रहे थे कि एक हवल्दार भागता हुआ आया. बोला, " पेक्ट्सा, एस. पी. साहब के घर में से कहे हैं कि चांद से ऐडी चमकाने वाला पत्थर लेते आना."
मातादीन खुश हुए. बोले, "कह देना बाई साहब से, ज़रूर लेता आऊंगा. "
वे यान में बैठे और यान उड चला. पृथ्वी के वायु मंडल से यान बाहर निकला ही था कि मातादीन ने चालक से कहा – अबे, हॉर्न क्यों नही बजाता?
चालक ने जवाब दिया, आस पास लाखों मील तक कुछ भी नही है.
मातादीन ने डांटा – मगर रूल इज़ रूल. हॉर्न बजाता चल.
चालक अंतरिक्ष में हॉर्न बजाता हुआ यान को चान्द पर ले आया.
अंतरिक्ष अडडे पर पुलिसकर्मी मातादीन के स्वागत के लिये खडे थे. मातादीन रोब से उतरे और उन अफ्सरों के कन्धों पर नज़र डाली. वहां किसी के स्टार नही थे. फीते भी किसी के नही लगे थे. लिहाज़ा मातादीन ने एडी मिलाना और हाथ उठाना ज़रूरी नही समझा.
मातादीन को वे लोग ले गये और एक अच्छे बंगले में उन्हें टिका दिया.
एक दिन आराम करने के बाद मातादीन ने काम शुरू किया. सबसे पहले उन्होने पुलिस लाईन का मुलाहिज़ा किया. शाम को उन्होने IG से कहा, आपके यहां पुलिस लाईन में हनुमान जी का मन्दिर नही है, हमारे राम राज में पुलिस लाईन में हनुमान जी हैं.
IG बोले, हनुमान जी कौन थे, हम नही जानते??
मातादीन ने कहा, हनुमान जी का दर्शन हर कर्तव्यपरायण पुलिसकर्मी के लिये ज़रूरी है. वे सुग्रीव के यहां special branch में थे. उन्होने सीता माता का पता लगाया था. Abduction का मामला था. दफा 362. हनुमान जी ने रवण को सज़ा वहीं दे दी. पुलिस को ये अधिकार होना चाहिये कि अपराधी को पकडा और सज़ा वहीं दे दी. मगर ये system हमारे राम राज में अभी शुरू नही हुआ.
हनुमान जी के काम से भगवान रामचंद्र बहुत खुश हुए. वे उन्हें अयोध्या ले आये.
वही हनुमान जी हमारे अराध्य देव हैं. मैं उनकी फोटो साथ लेता आया हूं. उस पर से मूर्ती बनवाइये और हर पुलिस लाईन में स्थापित करवाइये.
थोडे ही दिनों में चान्द की हर पुलिस लाईन में हनुमान जी स्थापित हो गये.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
गृहमंत्री ने सचिव से कहा, "किसी I.G. को भेज दो."
सचिव ने कहा – नहीं सर I.G. नहीं भेजा जा सकता. प्रोटोकोल का सवाल है. चांद हमारा एक क्षुद्र उपग्रह है. I.G. के रैंक के आदामी को नही भेजेंगे. किसी सीनिअर इंस्पक्टर को भेज देता हूं.
तय किया गया कि हज़ारों मामलों के इंवेस्टिगटिंग ओफिसर सीनिअर इंस्पक्टर मातादीन को भेजा जाये.
पुलिस मंत्री ने मातादीन को बुलाकर कहा, तुम भारतीय पुलिस की उज्ज्वल परम्परा के दूत की हैसियत से जा रहे हो. ऐसा काम करना कि सारे अंतरिक्ष में डिपार्टमेंट की ऐसी जै – जै कारण हो कि प्रधान मंत्री को भी सुनायी पड जाये.
चांद की सरकार को लिखना दिया गया कि आप मातादीन को लेने के लिये पृथ्वी यान भेज दें.
मातादीन की यात्रा का दिन आ गया. एक यान अंतरिक्ष अड्डे पर उतरा. मातादीन सब से विदा ले कर यान की ओर बढे. वे धीरे धीरे अपने ईश्टदेव को भी याद किये जाते थे.
अपने मातहतों से अंतिम सवाल जवाब करने के पश्चात, मातादीन ने हवलदार को तकीद की, "हमारे घर में जचकी के वक़्त अपनी पत्नी को मदद के लिये भेजी देना." हवल्दार बोला, "जी पेक्ट्सा!"
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Part 1 is in English.
My colleague just told me that he lost his father in a motor accident. His father was returning from the market on a moped when some young ppl on a bike hit him. He lost his balance and fell. Serious head injury. No one took him to the hospital because there was a lot of blood.
By the time he got to the hospital, it was too late.
Up until now, I was convinced about moving away from the accident site, because its very likely that the victim's family might start accusing you of causing the whole thing. If they don't, the police will look for an easy victim, make you either the accused or the eyewitness, and ensure that you have to go to the courts for years on end.. all for helping someone live?
Today, i hold that head in these hands and wonder - Must it come to this? Must someone lose his father because we find it easy to blame? And therefore, easier still to flee?
Ironically, I just finished a set of satirical essays by Shri Harishanker Parsai and one of his essays dealt with exactly this.
The second part of this post is going to be the first part of that essay.
इंसपेक्टर मातादीन चांद पर
- श्री हरीशंकर परसाई
वैज्ञानिक कहते हैं कि चांद पर जीवन नही है.
सीनियर पुलिस इंसपेक्टर मातादीन कहते हैं – वैज्ञानिक झूठ बोलते हैं, वहां हमारे जैसे ही मनुष्य की आबादी है.
विज्ञान ने हमेशा इंसपेक्टर मातादीन से मात खायी है! फिंगर प्रिंट विशेषग्य कहता रहता है – छुरे पर पाये गये निशान मुल्ज़िम की उंग्लियों के नही हैं. पर मातादीन उसे सज़ा दिलवा ही देते हैं.
मातादीन कहते हैं, "य़े वैज्ञानिक केस का पूरा इंवेस्टिगेशन नहीं करते. उन्होने चान्द का उजला हिस्सा देखा और कह दिया, चांद पर जीवन नही है. मैं चांद का अन्धेरा हिस्सा देख कर आया हूं. वहां मनुष्य जाति है.
यह बात सही है क्युंकी अन्धेरे पक्ष के मातादीन माहिर माने जाते हैं.
पूछा जायेगा, इंसपेक्टर मातादीन चांद पर क्यों गये थे?
Monday, January 15, 2007
IMPORTANT: This is purely hypothetical and academic question, more for the student of anthropology. If you are in the mood to be offended, skip the post now.
The world, as it moves from the East to the West, moves almost in a gradient of High Context-Low context, of low aggression to high aggression. The Japanese and the Americans, when one says they are the opposite ends of the world, its in more ways than one.
One rationale for this, is perhaps, that the Caucasian race is based almost entirely in the West.
The homes of these civilisations happen to be in these places, and the gradient happens to move from East to West..
The extreme West(North Americas) did have another race, but not any more. The South Americas do have another race, but I am not aware of their aggression levels, so will have to leave them out for now.
Then the mind went, suppose, we were to plant the Western race in the East, and vice versa - then?
And the pop answer: But we have! The Australian continent is, like the North Americas, politically dominated by the same race as in Europe, with same predecessors. But they are not dying to be counted among the political superpowers, the local maoris live well, and so do their customs. Most of the land is also left alone to live as it pleases, and the people have not mushroomed all over, and colonised the land just because land exists.
Why did it not happen in Australia?? Why were the locals not exterminated?
Could it, just faintly, could it be a case of the land? Could the East-West movement have anything to do with it? Your thoughts... ?
What happens when a High context, Low Aggression culture is planted in the West? Does it acquire the aggression of the land, or does the land acquire the culture of its inhabitants? It wont make sense to think of minority populations as examples. The example should be where the said culture dominates the land - then what happens?
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
The Week, India, in the January 7, 2007 issue has done something stupendous!!
They have a Cover Story on 25 unusual Indians.
1. A person who uses his nose and mouth to generate enough power(electricity) to run a bike for 10 kilometers.
2. A 70 year old person who greets foreign visitors to his city and makes sure that the tourism industry cheats do not get to them, feeds them at his house often, and takes care of them as a true host would, all in the belief that it is his duty to play host to people visiting his country.
3. An old man in Bihar who developed an amphibian cycle because of the floods. Its a hit! And he designed it in 3 days!
4. The man in a village in Punjab who creates the smallest working models of several things.. then uses these miniature models to generate an interest in the science among his students - Govt. school children.
5. A boy who can twist his entire body through a badminton racquet!
What impressed me even more was the places - Hatihalka in East Midnapore(Bengal), Vijinapura (Karnataka), Shardulgarh, Ansa (Punjab), Dimapur(Nagaland), Cuddalore (Tamil Nadu), Saurikh (UP), a village perhaps too small to be named, Motihari Distt. (Bihar) , Bangalore, Ziona, Baktwang(Mizoram), Rohtak(Haryana), Hailakandi(Assam), Mettur(Tamil Nadu), Gulmarg(Kashmir).
Go Week!! JUST THE KIND OF NEWS WE NEED! All brimming with positive energy, these stories about the grits of people who did not necessarily study, came from humble backgrounds, and had only themselves to believe in or doubt.
Much less column space to the elections and the threats please.. there is a lot of good news in the world!
Monday, January 08, 2007
And for you, here is potpouri:
One day the moon,
had the fight.
to cut out my supply of moonbeams
and turned its face
the other side.
The moonbeams laughed
and so did I.
After a while, we noticed
the moon was smiling too!
This piece comes from a simple piece of wisdom: The moon might believe that the moonbeams come from itself, but in effect, they come from the sun. We might believe that the wisdom and intellect and love we radiate comes from within, but actually, it comes from the wisdom, intellect and radiance of other people. While there are other people to be intelligent, wise and loving - the sun is out in the sky!
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
This post, I will let the pictures do the talking.
Oh, and btw, do avoid the exorbitant rates of Vardaan Resorts. They are the only ones who appear when you put a net search, but that is not enough reason to throw your hard earned money away.