The Hype around Anna Hazare and why i am not impressed!!!

I am 26 and I love my country a lot. I am one of those guys who have goose bumps every time I hear a proud thing about my nation. I was one among those guys who had decided to brave the lathis of policewalas at India Gate on the lucky day when the government agreed to pass a jan lokpal bill.

But what makes an Indian as me not impressed by what is happening now? It’s the way every citizen large or small in this country believes that the law belongs to him. Yes I badly want a law or agency that decides to punish offenses of corruption large or small. But does that mean tomorrow I can call my 100 odd friends who in turn call their friends and create a group of 100000 or 1 million or more people. And then decide I want to fast unto death because I want a bill that grants me the power to question anyone including the Supreme Court justice, the president and prime minister of my country. Sounds very interesting at the same time very ambitious too. That to me as a true Indian does not sound very convincing because I feel it kills the very essence of my nation. We are a sovereign socialist secular democratic republic. And I would not like any tom dick and harry to change its very essence. My country is not perfect and I believe no country is. 

On what grounds is this fight being fought? Before I wrote this piece I spoke to around 24 – 30 people out of which only 4 knew the exact draft of the Jan lokpal and all of 4 of whom were not very convinced. What is wrong in the government elected by my people telling the new set of law policy makers that they cannot be the be all and end all in the corruption cases, when I am proud citizen of a country where judiciary is a body that is independent? How can it be right for a person to penalize anybody over the powers of judiciary by passing a bill? Isn’t there a gross mistake in that concept? If passing a Jan lokpal bill is right can I go ahead and start a movement to pass a bill that gives any citizen or a set of so called ‘responsible’ citizens of my country the power to kill any body who has committed a grievous crime against the nation. If Jan lokpal is right so will it. How can this so called committee have the powers of police, judiciary and the government? Then trust me that it is not the beginning of a perfect INDIA it is the beginning of autocracy in a peace loving democracy.

If Anna Hazare feels there is a true need to change the system, he has the support of ‘every’ Indian today, let him to be a part of the system and change it. Start a party, fight elections become the person to make the change. I will be the first person to vote for you sir. But with all due respect I cannot accept the fact that you will stay outside the system and fight for a new system in place. 

The governments’ failure as a system is my fault as a voter who voted them to power. Sorry I will not put the blame on the system and ask for it to be replaced. That’s not how my country runs, there are people responsible and we have chosen them, if we don’t like them change the people not the system. And if I may question why is that only people in government is being brought under the purview of this bill why does it not include industrialists, irresponsible media personalities and others who are outside the government and can cause damage to the financial status of this country. If there is a need to fight against corruption then fight it completely don target one section of the society because they are actually soft targets.

If the drafters of lokpal are sure that they have a flawless system in place then if someone has a complaint against the lokpal why should it not be investigated by someone other that their own committee. Why is it that any flaws from their end will only be investigated only by them?

The bill in itself may have a lot of positives and a lot of open and loose ends. It does not convince me that one agency can be given absolute powers in a democratic country. I might as well live in Iraq or Iran where someone else decides I should live and I don’t have the right to question. The very beauty of this country is that today we are still very much a democratic. If you feel you don’t have options think hard our constitution under article 49(O) of the 1969 act gives you the right to nullify vote.There is a law already for all possible crimes in this country, the point is we have the entire system in place but instead of using them to the full potential we are just going with the wave to create a new system with unwarranted powers.

I would like to end my lines by quoting one of the greatest crusaders of a non-violent struggle Aung San Suu Kyi once said “It is not power that corrupts but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it.” And the lokpal talks of absolute powers think of what your doing carefully. Lets not create a Frankenstein to kill a rat causing plague instead lets find a remedial cure standing within the available choices. I know my choice it’s your turn!!!

The Calm befor a Storm - Mumbai Attack

Well I have begun writing now.. with no aim whatsoever on what I should be writing. But an incident that happened day before night is indeed very disturbing for me to just let it pass. The city of Mumbai has been subject to continuous attacks and this definitely needs to stop. If the men who run the state and country can only keep us 99% safe its time we strip them off their bloody power and ask them to take care of themselves while we take care of ourselves. But then that will make this country lose its balance. Mumbai has time and again been called resilient, but resilient about what???Of the shit that you political honchos give it!!!

My only visit to Mumbai was when I was 3 yrs old and since then I have had fleeting glances of the city in transit and it has always remained dear to me. As an Indian I feel proud that Mumbai is a part of it. This incident brings me to a feeling well quoted in a movie ‘Koi m*****c***d button dabake nahi keh sakta ki mujhe kab marna hai.”

If the home minister of this country and another member of the legislative assembly who is pitted to be a future PM can only assure you of 99% safety then that is the beginning of anarchy in this country, whose people have been taught to always embrace peace. Well why would not I feel that I need to pick up a weapon and safeguard my family from such attacks? Why should I live with the fear of losing my loved ones every single day? Why would I want to read a #tag of Mumbai attacks or any other attacks on twitter frequently?

It is time the people whom we have submitted the responsibility of our security to buck up and take notice.

Dear Government,

Let me put this to you in words you can understand plain and simple you’re - staring a vibrant, young, educated India. An India whose 1.2 billion and growing people are hoping things will change. With just two options, every year we vote the better devil among the worst hoping you guys will change. Hoping bringing you to power and handing over the responsibility to you we can sleep in peace. Hoping this country will grow at least as much in 6 decades like a Singapore which with much lesser resources did in lesser time. Also stop bloody comparing us with strife torn countries for gods sake I don’t believe we are. Did you notice why Anna was able to gather the kind of support he did. It is the insecurity of today’s India and if you’re closing your eyes at it, you’re digging your own grave and ours along with it. If you continue to run this country the way you are doing it, the last thing you people will have to do is dig a mass grave in every city and pile up our bodies into it. A fearful thought indeed. Yes it is and please do think hard. There is very thin line between India and Pakistan today. There the politicos accept it’s a way of life and so they won’t do anything about it, here you act as if you can do a lot and do nothing about it. What is it that we as citizens should do to help you? We are more than ready. But definitely you don’t want us there do you? One country sends in stealth bomber to another country overnight finishes off the man who took the lives of their countrymen and we protect a similar guy with Z category security, beefing him up with chicken biryani. Is this some kind of way to say the world we are ‘Incredible India’ and we believe in ‘Athithi Devo Bhava’. To F*** with your diplomacy. He has killed my brothers, sisters, friends, mothers, and fathers. What takes you so much time to try him and pronounce him guilty and hang him or shoot him off? Why are we spending so much money on a guy who killed our very own people? Don’t give us the bullshit of human compassion. Just in case you want to know 99% of us and I use your own statistics ‘99%’ of us feel he does not require our compassion.

Now, for the opposition is just got two words for you. I am sure you understood. Stop seeing politics in everything period.

What I have jotted down here are jus some fleeting thoughts of my generation’s frustrations random but clear.. We seek action not words.

We as a country do not want to open our eyes every day to blood filled streets with wailing children who lost their family to a violent death. We may be country where an emperor after killing millions decided to give up war, we may be a country where one man fought against an empire without any weapon, we may be a country that has always advocated peace, but we are also a country where a woman took a sword and battled to death for freedom, where a man formed an army for freedom. Yes we are peace loving and we love amicable solutions but that does not give anybody the right to shit on our heads. Dear government take notice our silence could just be a calm before a storm and when a billion people raise against a cause there will be not stopping, no looking back, just sounds of marching foot that tramples everything in its way and stops only when they know their motherland is safe.

The Grand Daddy of Indian Politics - Is a Daddy after all...

After the disappointment of Friday the 13th, It was another Friday just seven days away at Delhi as the Judge at Patiala House spelt out the verdict and Kanimozhi looked at every one for translation in between the chaos, it was but an Irony of sorts that A.Raja the former telecom minister, her partner in crime to say and now an inmate of Delhi's poshest addresses translated the verdict. Even as Kani took resort in the tears of heart felt emotions and arms of her much less seen husband Aravindan I should say some people who wanted to see her behind bars did miss a beat for the lady, whose career had come to an halt only when every one felt she was DMK's answer to its archrival Jaya. She was in more than one way the most suitable to take on Amma, Well-spoken, Well-mannered, Women's Rights Activist, the true Dravidian Thought process in a progressive way, if only it was not for her 2G involvement.Even as the smile had evaded the poet and her name trended on twitter, even as she and her party had become the butt of all jokes about corruption,even as some great coalations were on the verge of break up and even as her mother was flying to Delhi - The failure of Kanimozhi in more than one ways was to see the breakdown of one of the greatest Chankyas of mordern day Indian Politics. Muthuvel Karunanidhi(M.K) has never looked so distorted wether it was his first arrest for fighting for Tamil Country or when MGR became a chief minister in 1977 crushing DMK or when Jaya ordered for his arrest in 2001 or when he lost this time. There always remained an air of aloofness in his defeat as though it did not matter much to him. But on 20th may his plans had gone haywire.. a family he had so grandly protected had lost its girl child to law. No pressures from the patriarch worked before the most independent body of the Indian democracy. As M.K came out and gave his speech to the world after his defeat one look and it would have been enough for a person to understand that his will to go on had been dented, given a hard blow. In between all this it is not to be forgotten that no matter what he is today, he has had his share of limelight.He has been chief minister for quite a few terms and is definitely today the grand daddy of dravidian politics, just that the father in him took over in the last few years.

An orator of par excellence was at loss of words about her arrest, he definitely would have anticipated this coming just that he did not have enough time to make ammends,, even as the words 'thinchotru kadan theerka seradha idam serndhu vanjathil vizndhaya da... karnaa.. vanjagan kannan ada..' would have played in his mind, the incident saw the fall of a long standing(shud i say sitting) leader of indian politics giving up, saying without saying that he is hanging his boots. The Grand Daddy of Indian politics is a daddy after all.. "oru thanthai irukkum nilamayil dhan naan ullen' he said. Its time sir you said goodbye to our politics and get a decent retirement, otherwise you will end up being like another 'Karuna' in the neighbouring state who bore the brunt of being a 'Great Daddy'.

Loss the most unbearable pain...

Where do I start... This blog reflects my thoughts my life and me.

I am finding it increasingly difficult to deal with what others see as a broken relationship...

Well it all started on a fine sunny day with just a hello over the phone. A sweet voice. I never believed it would haunt me for the rest of my life. But man has plans and God had his. And so it turned out to be the voice that would walk with me for ages to come.

We Came.. We Saw.. We got Conquered.. Thats precisely how I would explain it. One fine summer afternoon I had a face to the voice I heard and a so sweet a face it was. 
I could feel it in my fingers and i could feel it on my toes.. Love was all around us and so the feeling grew... Good friends to Lovers the transition happened even before we realized.

And thorough my thick and thin she stood by me. I could not have asked god for anything more in life.We shared our life's every moment.. every second. My life slowly revolved around her... I dint regret it too.. In fact i enjoyed every bit of it and I believe she did it too. How else could you explain a relationship that lasts for so long through so much pain and opposition.

So it was time for the Litmus test. We said our parents about us we went on a roller coaster ride. We went through every emotion with the family - Sadness, Anger,Despair,Hope,No Hope.. and what not. When everything was kind of finding place and we were in still waters came the greatest lighting strike.. It shattered our boat.. Hindered our travel.. And it all ended...

She ceased to LOVE me and I ceased to Exist.. and if i may quote my most favorite lines

"For She, as you know, was my angel.

Judge, O you gods, how dearly I lov'd her!
This was the most unkindest cut of all;
For when I felt her stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,
Quite vanquish'd me: then burst my mighty
heart. . . ."

This was it... what took me 6 long years to build brick by brick was brought down in one blow.. So bad was the blow that there can be no rebuilding here..

She Left.. and with her she took away all that i possessed.. Happiness.. Joy.. Love... Luck... Feeling of being wanted.. and the fact that I was some one..

I am not sure if there is enough love left in me today.. Of one thing I am sure that i do not regret a single moment that has passed by.. 'Cos they are memories with which i know i can survive for aeons to come..

I might Have loved and Lost... But I am among the few to have had the privilege to Love and be Loved in return,...

There is not more i can ask for... For i am living with the loss... and So will be it...

P.S: For all my friends out there who will read this and get agitated.. angry and would wanna kill me.. Trust me.. This is me. This is th only way I have known to love.. With all my heart.. and this is the only way i can accept the loss.. With all my heart...

What i want to do...

For 22 years in my life I have always wanted to do something that is different from what others did. All of you who read this probably know me in a very different way… as far as I know no two people know me the same way… well that’s one gift probably god has given me….

But what prompted me to write this blog is something very different from all these…

Yesterday and day before in between my work I received a few mails.. Saying happy Easter.. The God WIll rise.. So on and so forth….. At that point of time in work.. I just pressed of the delete button ...….

But on a second thought I felt what “F…” are we doing… all of us.. Each and every one… I think anyone who reads this blog can connect to me easily…. Cant you…?

Was not there a time when holidays for Easter/Diwali/Christmas were all the more important because it came after a Quarterly or before a monthly test at coll…. For some reason we were all happy.. if not happy… we enjoyed things…. Failures were just a part of life then… and success was celebrated then.. a 10th rank or 1st rank felt like being on top of the world… An fail or arrear was just like anything as normal as driniking coffee..

Today.. a failure is blown out of proportion… and seen as if u have committed a sin… a Bug is not fixed.. well then there is severity... reason... severity of the severity... and to top it all the white Babu gives a piece of his mind too....

a success is often gone unnoticed…. There was a time when i could walk on to anyone in school and college and talk what I had in mind.. today… I have such a sophisticated crowd around me.. and I would be back stabbed before I can even recognize…. I dont know the guy two cubicles away cos he is working on a different module...

All this just for de pay cheque that comes in on the last working day of the month… am not sure… position and power have become sort of more important than people.. Sometimes I feel suffocating between all these.. I have wanted to leave.. Call it a day.. quit… and get going.. But the fact is that the world ariund me is too materialistic.. and it cannot understand anything but the language of "SMILING GANDHI" or the Sober "BENJAMIN FRANKLIN"

The reaction of the shopkeeper when I walk into a shop with a casual dress I wear at home.. And wen I wlk into place dressed as I go to office is so different….

Forget all this i walk into my office without my badge and i am frisked.. asked for credentials.. my laptop checked inside out... and worser of them all.. my ID card has more value than me........ :(

I don’t know why I should be jolting down these thoughts on the blog… but I felt I wanted to say this..


Let’s live our life the way we want….
One day delay in the project can bring a loss of few dollars.. it can never replace the happiness your MOM/DAD/GURL/GUY/SIS/BRO would have wen u give em a call.. or meet them when they really want to meet you...

Our PM is not GOD… Because he was not made to be God…. And life is too short to waste it on unwanted project pressures.. deadlines ..or
Take time to enjoy life.. smile at everyone.. keep in touch with old frens.. love with all your heart.. so what if you loose… u are left with the previlage of having loved……

Remember sometimes a simple phone call can make ur presence felt…
A simple smile can take you places…
A simple word can make you frens…
A simple look can fetch you love…..
Life is all obout the choices you make... and i belive in having Life.. not jus living it through...
If you can wake up in the morning sit on your porch.. balcony.. sitout,, or anywer you have to sit and drink coffee... and not think of anything.. just enjoy the world around you.. Man you are living a life,,,

Thoughts of a wandering mind

I was sitting all alone...
she came to me as though she had something special to say to me.. seeking my attention - a beautiful gurl she indeed was... the moonlight almost brought so much charm into her that she looked deadly. I was starting to belive that that beauty can really kill. She was so tempting & I wanted to touch her.. the fear of how cold she could be if I did it... or how sour she could turn out to be.. made me to stay at a safe distance..


But then as I looked at her closer I noticed she was trying to seek my attention frantically.. as though she wanted to convey something to me.. I made up my mind.. walked towards her.. and sat beside her.. I felt so cold as she slowly wrapped me.. sometimes softly.. sometimes wildly.. and I did listen to her.. I was astounded how I dint notice what she was conveying me.. after all I have been seeing her for some years now....
She said me that though on the surface she was charming.. always on the move.. always rocking.. deep inside she was so calm,, keeping within her a million secrets.. that a lot of men are still trying to ponder wat it would be...(all women are a treasure trove of secrets... i guess we will agree..)

She told me no matter how many times we fall in life.. what is important is we raise up in life... and more importantly how strong we raise up(i understood why they say "Behind/Beside every sucessful man is a caring successful and sensitive woman")
Now I was completely enchanted by her beauty and the fact that she could think and talk so sensibly.. I could not help but falling in love with her. My affair with her tought me a million things..

She was ferocious if provoked,,, her anger brought wrath,misery and destruction.. and yet she was so refreshing.... Any time I felt at loss of peace her very sight brought in so much mental peace.. strength.. wat else could I ask in love...

She had a million friends.. every one with a charachter of their own.. but eventhough every one merged with her as one.. she stood elegant , beautiful,dignified and above all she remained herself.. her charachter not changing to the least.

Years passed.. not even a sign of her aging,, yet everything coming from her had an individuality.. she had this power to transform everything coming to her just the way she was...

She is one in a million.. yet so much like the millions we see everyday.. if fate had it I would have wanted to just dissolve into her ,, but the laws of nature and society would have called it a sin.. blasphemy.. and what not...

A sudden call on my mobile woke me up from my thoughts.. my gurl says its midnight and I need to reach home... as I walk alone on her shore.. she slowly tickling my feet saying me goodbye.. I wonder what more she can teach me.. the "SEA" is so enchanting.. so real.. sometimes I confuse.. wether god created the women like the sea or the sea like a woman..
The sea is such a nice teacher... such a nice friend.. yet she has the quality for every one to fear her.. but still she pulls everyone to her.. her embrace can be so smooth..yet we keep her at safe distance...

Aint the sea such a mystrey that all of us want to unwrap.. jus sit beside her.. lend her your ears and she will teach you a million lessons in life..Look at her and you will see that in spite of  all this there is some one above her who controls her.. who decides on her every movement... aint that a lesson we learn that come what may... there is always one person above us... and we are just puppets in the hands of god...