It's not me, but my surging frustration dominating this particular blog...

Today as I continously watched the recent terrorist attacks in mumbai (armed with curd rice and remote control) I just got frustrated. I wanted to go there and help out the innocent victims of these attacks. With the time passing by and new reports cropping up...following were the thoughts that came to my otherwise dead brain:

1. Why is it that the actors-actresses get paid highly when actually the real heroes are our Mumbai police, ATS and the NSG?
2. Why is it that whenever there is a terrorist attack, we conviniently blame the politicans?
3. Why is it that our honourable PM, Sonia Gandhi, RR Patil, Shivraj Patil, Pratibha Patil (the goongi gudiya-2) and BJP's evergreen poster grandpa L.K Advani mouth the same old dialogues about they condemning the terrorist acts and that they will punish the guilty (probnably they forgot that 1993's blast cases are still pending).
4. Why is it that we get 100's of touchy forwarded sms about condemning the barbaric acts and so on (mobile operators kii chandi hee chandi hogi)

I usually get no answers for my never-ending questions. But this time I attempted to talk to paanwala uncle, chaiwala uncle, my 2-3 opinionated friends, my parents and ofcourse a random chat with an unknown person in the northern hemisphere and lastly a self-conversation with myself and guess what I got some valuable and stupid insights on the questions above. After lot of data assimilation and analysis, I have come up with the following answers:

ans 1: Police, ATS, NSG have to get a good salary. They need motivation to work and what better motivation than a good salary and the assurance that their family would be protected even after their death. Infact there should be a policy stating that atleast one person from every house must compulsorily join the defence or the police force. As for actors-actresses getting so highly paid, well that's inevitable...we are the one's who give them fukat bhaav and that in turn encourages them to ask for unbelievable sum (i would call it ransom). The government should seriously review the salary structure of our brave heroes.

ans 2. It's duniya kaa niyam...when there is a crisis, we never blame ourselves...we blame others. In this case we blame the fat, snoring politicians. Are'nt we also equally responsible for all this? We tag our resilient behaviour as a matter of bravery. We should not just bounce back to life as though nothing has happend. We must pressurise the government and everyone concerned to take some bold steps so that our city does not become this vulnerable everytime. And if you think it's impossible...i suggest you give a thought to our freedom struggle or the recent Jessica Lal case. Lil bit pressure and the legal system did it's work. Resiliency is a form of cowardice not bravery. So stop being resilient and stand for your safety.

ans3. everyone wants publicity...why should our politicians remain behind?

ans4. forwarded messages are good (its a way of showing solidarity) but that's just not enough. ans2 needs to be executed if we are so concerned about the city.

Conclusion: It's 12.00 at night...I got to rush to office in the morning (lot of work to do yaar). So Time to Sleeeeeep.

Psst: Did i somewhere mention about resiliency being a form of cowardice and not bravery??? well..with a heavy heart I must admit i am one of those cowards too.

Let Peace Prevail! Jai Hind!

should'nt we opt for agriculture?

Now-a-days newspapers have become a big bore. If front page talks about Pirates of Somalia, then the business section talks about the job-cuts in citi group, while the entertainment section brags about item girls and non-talented actresses getting 1-1.25 crores for dancing (or is it jumping) in the 5-star hotels on 31st dec (hell...i told mummy i want to become an item girl, but no one listens to me) :,(

So frustrated am I after reading the newspaper, that I just had to write it all.

Long ago my geography teacher said: Agriculture is our main occupation. But I hardly get to read about agriculture anywhere. If agriculture is indeed our main occupation, then why is it that vidharba farmers commit suicide every year? why is that we woo foreigners to invest in IT and not in farming? why is it that we have MBA in finance, marketing, HR but MBA in agriculture? never heard of it.

The fact is that despite agriculture being the main occupation (on papers), it's given a step-motherly treatment.

Something tells me that had our nation not opted for 100% industrialization we would have been better off. You know what we should have done ideally...we should have opted for 50% industrialization and 50% agriculture. Give both of it equal treatment, invest equal money on both. Had we done that, there would have been no polarity in the economic status of our nation. Both the rural and urban nations would have equally contributed towards the nation's income and the GDP growth.

I know it sounds impractical. Anyways I am not an economist to speculate on all this. But then as a layman I obviously wish the best for my nation. I believe in Gandhiji's principle of Self-Sufficiency. Had we given equal importance to both- agriculture and industrial growth; had we encouraged some of our elite literate section of the society to take up agriculture (admit it or not, we all feel that farming cannot be an occupation for urban people)...we would have not been in such a sorry state. We would have been self-sufficient in these trying times, we would have atleast been able to fend for ourselves (who knows could have been annadattas for other countries too). Would we have not been in the list of first world countries? Would we not have had the option of alternative career had we lost our jobs?

O.k enough of my speculations...I dont think it makes too much of sense to talk about agriculture and all during a time when there is economic and natural disasters enveloping us all.

Ten things to do before I die...

'Death' one of the most natural process of a human life is often feared by all of us. My dad says: Death is the most beautiful thing to happen. I disagree. I believe that god has given us a life and we must respect his gift by using it (not abusing it) to the fullest. Live life like as if there's no tomorrow; I have heard this for the nth time by 'n' no of people (who by the way lead the same dull life like me).

Bored of my daily routine, I decided to go and watch Dasvidaniya (a vinay pathak phillum). The film managed to make me shed some tears. why? coz i realized that I am already dead and am not enjoying anything. I get up, have breakfast, read the sad newspaper, give dad his medicines, take bath and go to office with a half latkaoed chehra, come back, have dinner and gossip with my mom (much to my dad's irritation).

Well back to the phillum, it was about a middle-aged man who is about to die in three months and he decides to do 10 things that he always wanted to do in his entire life but could not (courtesy: a mechanical life). After watching the movie...I went into a state of introspection. I wanted to make my '10 things to do before I die' list. Here it goes:

1. I want to quit my present job and do something that I love to do the most i.e. writting crap :D
2. I want to go to Siachen glacier once before I die. Want to know how the jawans survive in such high altitudes.
3. I want to film a story that I had conceptualized well while sitting in the loo :P
4. I want to sit on an elephant and sing aloud "chal chal chal mere haathi oh mere saathi"
5. I want to gift sangi a pug (she adores that dog like anything) :)
6. I want to take daddy and mummy to US (they are just crazy about that place, donno why)
7. I want to buy a diamond ring for my sister in law and buy my brother tickets for a Megadeth or Metallica rock concert.
8. I want to arrange a bachelors party+ fund a trip to Russia for one of my close friend on his b'day.
9. I would love to adopt a girl child and mould her into a strong and beautiful woman.
10. Lastly, I want to spend last years of my years in solitude, introspecting about what good or bad things I did. Try to undo my bad actions and continue doing good deeds.

I do not know when I would start off with my list. But surely, I will start acting on it. I don't want to ignore the beauty of life and get engrossed and tied up in the mundane activities of life. I am keen on living life like there is no tomorrow and I think I am ready for it!!!

I miss my praxis friends :(

29th October 2007, that was my first day in Praxis. Praxis Interactive Technologies; I would not call it an ideal IT company or anything but yes I managed to make some really great friends out there. Today as I sit in my current organization, almost cursing myself for taking up a wrong job (yet again), I wish to reminisce about Praxis (my first real job).

I miss a lot of things in Praxis:

I miss my gang of gals (everyone had such peculiar yet positive characteristics that no one could dare hate us). We would bitch about our seniors, PM, salary, CEO...almost everyone :-) My friends were so outgoing and so funny that for the first time I felt that not all girls are those behenji types (you know those sad females whose world revolves around only khana banana, bacche sambhalna and all that). Most importantly like me everyone believed that so far as you let others live, you can live your life the way you want and not the way others want you to lead.

I miss Praxis coz half the time I would be on bench and could catch up on several girly books (courtesy: my entertainment guruji).

I miss Praxis coz though the PMs were no good people, they atleast gave us girls the freedom to go downstairs around anytime and have chai. You did not have to take permission from your boss to do go downstairs just as I need to do here. UFF!

I miss Praxis coz we had some awesome ID training sessions, wherein, I could snore and yawn to glory without anybody raising any objections.

I miss my tapriwala (har dard kii ek davaa tapri chai), there's no one here to make such awesome chai.

I could be loud, I could be silly, I could be myself out there. Here, I gotto talk in the lowest possible tone...I gotto 'bear' (yes, I know it sounds harsh but it's true) some real idiotic females (those behenji types who neither live nor let live), worse you need to take permission to go downstairs at 5.00 in the evening (thankfully i need not take permission to visit the loo). I feel miserable. I almost work like a machine and walk like a zombie, I have lost all my motivation to work or move ahead in the rat race.

Sometimes, I yearn to be with my friends...gossping, bitching and sharing our stories over a cup of chai etc...I want to feel like a human asap! I hope that moment comes soon!

psst: the only good thing here is that I can write a blog whenever I want to, which was not possible in Praxis :)