CLIMATE CHANGE

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I know I used the words absurd, stupid etc too many times. This is just my view, or what I could make out of what is happening. If you think I am wrong correct me,  I am ready to learn more. Do share whatever links/sites/articles more on this topic.  I am willing want to understand what is happening, in a better manner, so do tell me what you think?

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Ego and divinity

Upon a peaceful ocean ,
A thought did rise . 
That thought did move
Within the worlds , as a screw
Would into a wooden hollow . 

As judgements were passed , 
And prejudices concluded ,
To all but a few the truth
Eluded . Virtues and vices
Are relatives at war , 
Divided by a single wall . 
On either of that does lie
A way – somewhere , infinity
They do meet and there 
Contradictions nay exist . 
Yet till that point there does
Seem , a world at a brawl ,
Within itself always ready 
To start a fire at the scent of smoke .

Forces greater than the container
Are contained , by the sheer inept
Of those contained to recognize
A frail misnomer . The forces so contained
Do pray to the within to discover
A better lens to notice the
Venomous drops , the poison .

And once the mind does locate
Where it seems the simple twist
Of fate seems to be placed ,
It does try to frame a case
Of revolution , an air of arrogance ,
The charm of ego and deliberation.

The ego is a way to feel the abyss
And not that which we pit against those
As wise . The ego is a virtue to protect
And feel all those below earthly morality .
The ego is to break the walls of discrimination .
And that ego is a screen drawn  not to
Close love but to open the eyes of justice.

The only justice is poetic
And as each action churns a reaction ,
The world watches with concentration
And tries to balance with a fervor , a penchant
Soaked in a universal beauty ,
The song of which brings a deja vu
And belonging becomes de rigueur
For every creature .

At such a stark moment , the ego
Becomes a wall upon which you do
Stand and observe the obsessed world .
As a prophet to the mortal , the immortal
Sires the world and becomes the inner star ,
Set at a spot , showing direction ,
The venerated divine , the harbinger
To the future , the holder of the keys
To completion of an ultimatum .

With such a serene posture ,
The hand and the paper become
One . As one weaves through the other ,
That which is drawn breaks the beauty
Of stillness and the mesmerizing silence
Only to carve a beatitude beyond
The revealed rites of revered veneration –
The ode to world through perception.

And on such paper and as the hand
Becomes the mouth that disturbs the air ,
The thoughts on the ocean form
A known citation , seen within
And calm the diligent ego to mere strength .

As towers upon an unseen base ,
You do stand and watch the height
Of the sea , knowing that written
On the shore sand is temporary .
Yet that penned into memory ,
Is the message , to be visited
Again and again , in time’s rein ,
To establish the threads ,
To relight the blown fire
And rekindle the presence .

Everything is an illusion .
And so let the world be .
yet within each sketched ,
Does lie a world , the creativity
Of another illusion – reality
Mounted idealism , The final
curve to the straight column ,
The finesse of mind’s design .
And as the illusion’s illusion ,
Takes strength from its perceiver ,
The creator , it does add a tantamount
Code to the encore of the world .

Yet a while it does take
For another to conquer
The imagination and rise
The almost moribund ,
A final twitch before disappearance
And cause agitation in
The being’s bosom .

At such a moment ,
The negations seem to add up ,
All in whole and almost real
And thought aware ,
Such is the nature
That the being allows
Th virus to infect ,
If only not to let the world
Be poisoned.

And such and such is called divine
By plenty and worth a merry hail
But they do fail , they fail,
To see that it is not scarifies
And the ego’s penance ,
But that it is a discovery
To thrall the abyss by
The sheer resistance of life –
The strength of the wall
We do sit upon , the power
Of that which sits on the wall
And the stars whose lights do connect
The world by illuminating the world .

If not for anti , the ego has no existence .
If not for fear and guilt ,
The world would not be built
As it is but would have been formed
By the hands of creation –
The procreation of thoughts upon
Thoughts , the pro evolution
Of mud into bricks , of dusk
Into a dawn , memoir
Of man’s visage when he
Did see that he was free
To contemplate the way to the stars
And to carve a transient image on the shore
And letting the ocean the one to hide
That which is at the other side of sky’s brink .

The soul of life is divinity .
The beauty of movements ,
The culture of souls to choose ,
The ability to be alive .
Divinity is the way we feel ,
Divinity is the veracity .
And that truth which it represents ,
Is a means to an end .

At a solvent moment ,
The ego dissolves .
The viruses are none .
The illusions float below
And the world is a calm proposition.
Life seems to be drenched
In itself. The containers break ,
The Pandora box is overridden
As the world feels the hands’
Alacrity to be itself .

Life is life .
The world is alive .
Everything is an illusion
And we live in our perception .
Veracity and its integrity
Are the natural scales which we adhere
And as the notes of a song
Whatever pitch we breath
And ours heart’s beat
The love we feel
Will set us free .
For revolution is action
Where we reveal to ourselves
What we are , the action
Which frees us from the ordinary
And makes us to be the divinity .

Love is a essence ,
The flavour to let out the strings
And understand the world .
Love is the soul’s delight ,
For it is the fire of the fight .

As the world comes back alive
And the waves do eat the sketch
And reality is set alight ,
We do feel we belong ,
To this , that which is a metaphor
To our life , that which hides
From our sight , that we seek
For lending a meaning to life .

The joy of ego less superiority ,
The joy of divinity .
The God you are is what you will be ,
The God the world is ,
What you want it to be .
The God ultimately ,
Is the God that has to be .

Truth is not the end
But the means to an end.

 

The light shines the brightest

The essence

Sense,
Essence,
At a certain distance,
Connected through reverence or vengeance.
For a few a revelation,
Others a illegitimate menace.

Far away from the visceral planes,
Where one notorious thought reins,
In a dream of a certain refrain,
The colours of freedom seem strained.

Through the senses-scintillations,
Through the emotions-vibrations,
The balance of  past and future,
Deliberately hang on the vision,
Of a mortal and bound scion.

Words may pass wisdom,
Actions may give martyrdom,
But neither can provoke, freedom,
Unless within the creature arises
A stroke (almost a epiphany,
Yet one of time’s boundless nature)
On the verge of breaching space,
Yet binds the universe,
Into the cramped room of a head.
And there it fills the thoughts,
The emotions and something shines,
A rudimentary essence,
The grit of our race’s existence.
Origin unknown,
Yet never visceral,
It is the knowledge of many an incidental,
carved into the nerves -the child
Of verses of unknown depths
And the knows worlds’ heavens.

And as such a realization dawns upon,
In those glorious hours,which life is called upon,
Everything tries to belong and then in a strung call,
Falls upon and arranges as if bound by a song,
To show the exactitude-the answer to the puzzle
Of living. Yet by the time the strains resurface,
Negligence reverberates and confiscates,
The essence through illusions.

At that,petty decorations need harnessing-
Water needs colour,
For the solvent cannot solve,
The lack of opaque it possesses,
For it is deemed unclean without spillage
For a bearded man said that was its visage.

And while the forces seem violent-
The wind torrential in its wisdom
And the seas tumultuous in action,
Humans throng and try to belong through religion.
The docile are then fermented
With ideas that man is tormented
By the virtues used
To bind him and rule.

Albeit that does come purity,
But then named
Heretic ,by some capricious decree,
Only later , understood to be,
What is really seen;
But veracity needed fire
And so it was lit
With a match upon a soulless hay
With chants of hail for the gist of the display.
Such are binds which curtail the hands
Of values and refined sands.

They call him the devil,
And he does roam among humans.
he has no eight tails waging
Or thirteen a table set,
All he has is a gullible mind
And he does exploit with haste
And then spreads like a plague
From man to man,
Until everyone seems wan
And prone to the entourage
Of a abyss and its flaming reaches,
Illusions bent from the malleable,but
Mind,that oh! if used properly is divine!

Finally as all seem corrupt
And thought dead and shut up,
Struck a ray through the condescending grey,
Creation was set alive again,a rebirth ,
Now life doesn’t seem vain.
And that abrupt force was all hailed,
And his words proclaimed
As wisdom, his actions martyrdom,
But fail did everything to grasp its freedom.

Then the devil did descend in full,
Dressed in white,peace he would bring,
No one would sing,the mantras
Of old and sally no more would
The undercurrent wisdom
(Relight by nature with
A little bit of nurture)
As the mirror reflects
The myriad darkness
And in it man would see
Nothing , for an eye
Is as good as its lens,
Mind is as good as its exponent.

But the devil was faced,
He could not rebate
Nor could he reinstate
His hold. The keepers
Were three,wisdom was set free,
Though humans have a hand on
The devil’s vehemence,
Another does hold the benevolence,
Of the spirit of creation.

The sevens and nines
Will never die,
Unless new numbers are sworn by,
And so will never the life
Be left astray,
For there is a final way,
The path which all do face
And on a gloom filled morning comes
To the surface,there they do
See the light from the negation,
It is the mere lack of contradiction
Which sets the world into a revolution.

The light shines the brightest

The mirror shone…

And the mirror shone,with the image,
There stood the love,
There was the symbol within.
The sight was beyond might,
And the will of man,was his own.
He did belong to himself and Earth,
And those who see no face in the mirror,
Are the once who are in darkness.
Switch on the lights he did want to tell,
Yet how to address that which has no face?

That which rots will always rot,
That which grows shall always,
For you cannot be discriminated
Unless you your self choose so.
If the sky looks dull and glut,
Then the spirit shall be alight,
If it does choose to see the light within.
If the tools of men failed be perceived,
Then shall darkness have a victory,
Let the spark of solitude and the society’s
Misnomers do isolate ,in fear of itself.
That ,that curse is a gift,
That not  to belong leads to a search,
And the identity that which is googled,
Will be found,in love,in what we value.

To that we walk,we parade,
Those whose spirit is in integrity,
Who refuse to lie down
And to all that,bow,
For the sweetest rebellion
Is victorious when it seeks not to avenge
Itself in the name of revenge.
To rebel is to accept yourself
And that the face you do see,
Is not meant to be bound but free.
For in freedom alone dwells love,
For a bundle of life is in projection,
To seek the stars and greater levitation.
In dreams love does haunt
To seek the greatness so perceived,
Accidents lead to discoveries,
And so love to solution of mysteries.

Love to be alive,
And to abide to your light.
Humanity is at par with destruction when
In comparison of virtue-
Beyond that lie a very very few.
Sin is sinister and love is not a dagger,
Yet to preserve itself,shall it spill blood?
Is ale  spoiling the unspoiled to give
Negation a victory and to rejoice,
The death of our kind? Or is it the spirit
Of invention,to the man who drank it
As an unknown poison and found heaven?
Or neither but a state of natural invention,
Just so to place the mind a while away
And ultimately free from the bound day?
A metaphor to freedom?

Why is man bound?
And alone his love,with wings,
Always to be flown?
Why is it that we seek solace,
Even though we know out own face?
Now do we bind words into form
And say a noise is right,
The others utter and see your rite?
What sense of order do we see,
And beyond that what do we perceive?
Is disunity,A state of mere callous
Misinterpretation ,a stray mutation,
For us to marginalize our life?

But finally does come a day,
When we do breach innosence
And climb the ladder and pass the grey,
And into the clouds we do pass,
This a metaphoric heaven,
We seek not bliss,
But mere sense of equality-
Be valued as you are and not
What you are meant to be.
If earth was to be such,
Than a beggar will not be a king,
But to do so,must learn the arts
To raise and in character appraise,
The minds of those who fought past
The fiends,those many armed monsters,
The cruel nature of human disunity,
A stark stray-hail! OH! Hail,the society!
In spirit,realize the curiosity!

Love is such,turn on your light,
And in it you shall see the face of life,
Be bold and smile,for what you see
Is what you perceive,illusion or not,
It is a de reguier reality!
In the light of truth,
One will lead,not mere instict
But that which speaks logically,
A known or unknown tongue,
Hear it and learn to be,
Yourself and in that free!

Love yourself and forget disunity,
The world will be what it wants to be.
In scarifies and sacrilege and absurdity,
It sees joy; Then,love to be,
Be not tamed but be free to set free
the wisdom of freedom,
To the rocks,they might wake,
To restore the order of insanity.
Love is that we lend ourselves value,
And that is the end we seek,
Truth is not the end but means to an end.

The light shines the brightest

Education and Making sense of it all

Over the past few weeks ,I have been reading and seeing a lot,both in the main stream media and the blogosphere.
And trying to fit it all and make sense of it all seems pretty tough.

First of all frankly I am disappointed both by the action and the reaction.The actions were strong,the reactions stronger.It did give me satisfaction to see that those who tried to sell the devil’s trap got some knickers on their face.But then thinking again into the root of all this,where did all this start?

Over 60 years have gone since independence,yet such primitive values stick around.We shouldn’t forget that emancipation started with the times of Raja Ram Mohan Roy.Yet after all these years, medieval values still have managed to survive.What is more startling is the amount of people who are ready to take such values and infact go about trying to enforce them.

I had written a post ,saying that these have risen from the society and education is the way. Yet how are going to do it is a good question. From what I have observed,values are  not thought,they are acquired.I don’t think I would need to give an illustration for that,just think about it.

Now then what do people who subsribe to such lowly values find attractive in them that they take it? What comfort does morally binding others into their homes get? From past we can take it that this is a threat to very priniciple of lazies faire ,what starts today with what we wear,might tomorrow lead to the idea that money is the root of evil.

At first reading Ayn Rand’s books,I was left with a lot to think.What disturbed me was her discription of human society. The illustration of what can happen to the society with the sacrilegious principles was condescending. For someone who essentially believed that goodness is the “eternal fountain” suddenly seeing a scrummage of parasites against humans was shocking.Surely such a juxtapose is an exaggeration? And there are enough white cells to kill the viruses?

And then it made sense.I just saw the world around.And then the slow build up of events.I looked closer and true enough,there were enough Viruses(no these weren’t parasites,these were viruses) to keep us humans under check.And the fact that man has dominated other creatures seems to be more the reason for these creatures to survive and wear a human skin and breed.More like a Trojan,I would say.They have waited patiently and now they seem to be out in the open breeding and spreading again.

Yet many of us dream of a utopian world.And that made us react.Abeit a aforementioned happiness,something still doesn’t seem right. True enough,it starts as a bud and then blooms into a revolution,but are we watering the right flower?

Let us say ,we do manage to control this out break. Let us say we manage to cure AIDS ,but that doesn’t mean we are free from it just yet.The virus can evolve.Now are we ever going to cull something like that? As you know once the bug enters,you don’t immediately become sick,it wears you down,that is the ultimate aim of it all.How do we know if something is in us,if it doesn’t act? What is society’s blood? 

India is her villages,is something we all know.Then there lies our blood? even though there has been an exodus and the agri drain to the cities,our test should lie there.All of us,are comfortable with our cities and our surroundings.Yet this wonder drug will be fought by the creatures,they would still want to eat you(I mean the principles not the people) . Then the only solution is to give this drug to the sick.Development then would be the alive.Yet how can you teach a person who can’t read and write to use a computer? 

How can we make a lazy man who is willing to sell himself get a skill and then sell the skill? How can we simply put ,make sure our food isn’t poisoned? Surely their is enough jealousy to make them want to drag us into a negation of ourselves? The very thing they try to do is make us fight against ourselves and destory is from within.I am not talking merely about the villages now,the blood flows and the heart my friend are the cities.

And we are living in the heart.And we are the brains too.So a judicious mix of both can get us out of this.If we do find a wonder drug,we not only need to cure them of the disease but also give them enough support to rise above this negation .Simply put we need to make them realize that for a person who can work,there is a world waiting and that suffering isn’t everything without restrictions there is a world.I know it tough to actually make them realize that they have brains,but then we can make them feel it if we try hard enough.

And to start that,we need to use education as the tool.Prevention is better than cure.If we clean the upstream we don’t need to pick out the waste downstream.If we put this wonder drug called “education” , progress then is possible.

And to conclude my comment on Indyeah’s blog

well when you talk of art and freedom,it is a question of principle….what is happening today is simple,few people are talking us all for a ride…we have the option to kick them out and take the wheel or get down and walk…

 

 

I had asked a question,is religion necessary? And I had many varied answers,but the majority are convienced that what we have to day is not necessary and I would agree, we have painted the core values so much that we are afraid to even look at it,but still when ever says it is ugly,we take a stick to them.I think it is time we paint it white before the melee makes it black.

And again ,I leaveyou  all with a question to ponder,

” WHAT IS EDUCATION? ” 

P.S:- 

Few posts which I found really interesting:-

–Of freedom and expression and the right not to be offended 

–Freedom

–Indian Culture

Are Israel’s air stikes right?

We all condemned the Mumbai terror attacks,but funnily enough,no one in the known blogosphere,has had anything to say about Israel’s air strikes on the Gaza strip.

Just because a few militants launch bombs,is it right to bomb a whole city? Here is some info on the whole issue(it does not include the recent air strikes).

The conditions of people living there,is bad and the people responsible for the attacks are those who do not have the support of the people.And the best part is,none   only few,very few of the people responsible for the rockets were killed.Till now about 307 people have been killed,including children.

As the world celebrated Christmas,those living in Gaza received a terrible gift.

Of course,it was wrong to launch rockets by the militants,but why hurt children and civilians ?Who is the bigger terrorist here? And what does the world do except condemn the attacks? Already the place has no food or proper medical facilities and how are they to handle so many injured and dead? 

This isn’t a war,this is just a brutish crime.This is legal terrorism.But what can we do about it? A few unscrupulous minds act to some baseless virtue and their decisions endanger the people.The UN again seems to be no where.

I do wonder what a child who lost his/her parents in this bombing will do,when he/she grows up? Who can stop the tyrants of war? Is there any democracy in the global village? Does it matter which street you live on? 

This article,sums up what is really happening.

Sambar magic(the tale of thondiraja)-part 1!(spoof)

Once upon a time,long long ago,well not so long ago,the kingdom of Thondi was ruled by the great king,the magnanimous,the felicity showering philanthropist Raja Raja Raja Thondiraja.

The reason for the three Rajas preceding his name is the fact that all his forefathers who sat at that crown had the name Thondiraja and he being the fourth ,he had to add his three ancestors name to his.Now it would have been easier to just say Thondiraja the fourth,but being a very superstitious race,they had to consult the temple priest.The priest being a fan of long names,sat down to contemplate the case referred.He knew he the name had to be long,but to call the king anything but thondiraja,would be taken as a kingly sin.So after much thought and endless cups of buttermilk from the royal kitchen,he pretended to consult an almanac and see the distant stars,who at that point,if one had checked could not be seen,thanks to the sun,he came up with the name Raja Raja Raja Thondiraja.

So upon being crowned on an auspicious day(the astrologers dinner ,5 gold coins,the courtesans for him,another 10 gold coins,the arrangements for the function 100 gold coins,the new jewelery and dress designed by Armani 50 gold coins,advertising during Big brother 25 gold coins,Having SRK and a cat in that ad,15 gold coins but the moment was priceless for him, even though he didn’t have a mastercard,he was the master after all) he entered his palace.

The royal musician,Himesh sang his new song, specially composed for the occasion.The new king,couldn’t stand such atrocious music,he knew the old story that,his father wanted to save the subjects from this fellows torture and so had brought him to the court.He felt a need to do something about this fellow.the Raja,thondi raja,sat on the Italian fur mat,checked the time on his swiss watch and pronounced his first verdict-He would send this wonderful singer,as his gift to the queen of England.He had heard she was cost cutting and had sacked her musicians.He told his right hand minister Chidambaram,to write a letter to the honourable lady vindicating his gift.And so the slyly minister took up his pen(which he had flicked from the treasury) and wrote a 6 yard letter,in such colourful words,that the musician in concern,beamed in pride and almost began to sing again.But some how,they managed to get him out before the cacophony(though the word seems small)began again.

Now having lost a musician and knowing that it would take him sometime to import the Germany technology and the American singers,he was left to contemplate how he would pass his time.Glancing again at his time piece(which he didn’t pay for,it was a gift from a Swiss bank,when he deposited his gold) he decided to summon the court dancer.He clapped his hands twice and a guard appeared.He was about to give him the order,when he noticed that the guard looked familiar.And like a forest fire,it came to him,it was Amir! His favorite star!he got up and jumped so much,that the satellites picked up images of another tsunami(you see he was so fat,er..thondi in tamil means stomach).But the actor,bowed down and asked him with a true panache,what his majesty wanted.And so the exuberant king ordered the actor to explain the reason for him to take such a role.

It was for his next film -guard,he explained.He needed to get initiated to the role.Why he was even sleeping when the king was not watching,he added.the king was flattered.He told the actor to summon the dancer and go back to sleep.
When the noble left handed minister heard this,he felt a tinge of sweat trickled down his made up pink of health brow.He got up and informed the king that the dancer had left for the United States.The king requested for the painter,at least that should throw some hue on his dull mood.And at this,sweating even more the minister informed the king,that the painter had been thrown into some oasis in a desert in the middle east,as the people wanted didn’t like him.

So informed,the king was dejected.His first day in office,was getting worse.he knew that the priest had been a bogus.He needed something to make him feel better…and as his highness was becoming grumpier and grumpier,entered the protagonist,the jester of jesters,Darshel.

The bubbly Darshel along with his aide ,Deepika,were the talk of every household.The lady was the hit,she was capable of performing multiple roles so well,that Darshel,could carry on his non stop nonsense,he could refuse all the awards they gave him or appear in TV,while the lady entertained the king when the ads came on the court channel.

In a supposed to be mesmerizing move,the clown,with an ave,shouted,long live the king,long live the queen with three hundred cart wheels(who told that people have to cut costs and no testing?He still made his own things,after all he still was the horse and no fiat can make him see otherwise).The king then realized what he needed,a Queen!

And so as the realization struck his perfectly combed,no gel,only oiled hair,he got up ,as if the 19000 RPM he was planning to import had already hit him and ordered everyone in the court to,find me ops,him a queen.The court felt the power.They all felt the nudge,the magical touch ,this they knew was the secret behind the royal line,this is what kept even the most neo-clear counties at bay.And so feeling the Intra court power,they all set about,as if they were trying to find information about a terrorists from the neighboring country.

The court website team was contacted and told to place an ad for a queen.The minister himself went on air,in CCB and assured the world,that the kingdom needed a queen.Reassured people across the world,googled the kingdom of Thondi,which till then they didn’t know existed and even those who knew thought was in the middle of the pacific.The various blogs had informative posts on the kingdom and then went on to add how much money was being wasted on a queen hunt.

A few speculated that a Sarah would be the right choice.And the minister himself,informed the king about this…

 

WHAT IS SAMBAR MAGIC? WAIT TO FIND OUT!

Part two tomorrow(if you really really want to read it,if you say no,it will be a no,so vote properly,this is not for a WWE!) 

 

Chennai and Mumbai-rains and terror

As Mumbai faces its first terror attack,Chennai is washed out thanks to torrential rainfall.

Coast to coast the country faces problems,as stock markets and schools are closed.

 

Chennai:-The state capital and the rest of the state face cyclone “NISHA”.You can see the Satellite picture here.

Image from here.

The city faces such rain after many many years.And my exams are postponed.While I can happy about not having any exams more than 50 have died and many lives have been affected.Food packets have been dropped from helicopters in Cuddalore. Most of the major roads in the city are flooded.

Picture from here.

 

Terror in Mumbai:-

The whole world watches as two of Mumbai’s most famous hotels have been taken over by terrorists and many people inculding forigners have been held as hostage.You can read more about it, here.

Blogosphere too has had many posts here are a few :-

Politicking more important rather than stopping terror by Nita

Mumbai Terror Attacks:Lessons for us to learn by compulsive writer.

My view:-
So as in front of comp,more and more people are suffering thanks to cyclonic fury and terrorists bullets.Now in what why does this affect me? As a human being,I wonder how people can so kill others so frivolously.Who are these people and what do they want,are the questions which everyone is asking.The premeditated,planned and till now executed properly executed attacks has shocked the whole world.Symbolically terror has now entered India,through the Gateway that the British exited.While we cannot do anything about storms and rainfall,we can do a lot about terrorism.

While a lot of people can be held responsible for not spotting the threat and our “intelligence” not being clever enough can be zeroed on,it is time to question who is at the base of all this.Is it because something went wrong with their lives that these people allowed themselves to be brain washed?
Or is their condition so desperate that they need to blow up and destroy to save themselves?

Whatever are the reasons ,we will soon know,but one thing we do need to do is make sure that as a society we stick together and make sure we are heard.This is a complete mockery of whatever little is left of democracy.It is very easy to just write and talk,but we do need to do something about this.Maybe we can snap these terrorists at their roots,if we make sure there is no need for them to take to such activities.

That of course is possible if and only if,there are no religious motives.For if religion is involved,there can be no concrete solution-who can stop the waring Gods? As it is obvious that religion has a hand in all this,we need to reduce this to a level where religion is excused and for once,these people are made responsible for what they did ,where their affiliation to a religion is not a mask for them to hide behind.

Enough is Enough,so let us make it clear.If you do not believe in violence,be ready to say so and if it takes us to do something about all this,let us do-it takes more to be calm than violent.Let us not play their game their way and panic and hurt and destory.Nor at the same time we should cuddle up in fear.And if any terrorist is reading this- Why do you do that? 

P.S: you can display the above picture in  your blog if you want.

Of the nation!for the nation?by the nation?

Well yes,i am going write something again.The big village or the global village,is in big trouble.Unfortunately,there are no captain planets here,to do something about it.Ha ya,Captain planet,i remember him,he is an hero,evil things(?) bring down to zero,he is the power….It is something like that na.But then,we need someone don’t we.And what all most of us have got in common?-fingers,yes,really good looking fingers,which can be pointed at others,no it wasn’t me,it was you.Simple,isn’t it?Or well even simpler,there is the middle finger!Wow! 

Why should I care,anyway? Everyone is writing,about a nun who was raped in Orissa.And yes,together,all of have damned it,said that we all are ashamed etc etc.Hmm,great,Hindus ,we are, right? And well those people ,well if we call those things,people,then what are we? It should be either them or ‘us’ who are people.Who should be called people and what should the rest be called? I leave that to you.I can’t find a word for such creatures,who above all,in my eyes,are trying to destroy the very thing they think the represent.Creature is a word,but then creatures are maybe up of some stuff,which makes them realize their value,these things,don’t know their own value.It has come to a stage,where i don’t feel angry any more,why waste my anger on these things?

The government pointed finger at the center and the center at the government and we the citizens,pointed fingers at those who committed the crime and then at the government.And we all wrote and thought and told our neighbours how we feel bad about the whole thing.We then realized all our houses have enough doors and safety latches,and unless,we are going to do a nuke test tomorrow and the Americans decide to invade(their,economy is in trouble!Come on,we know Uncle Bush don’t we? Of course it is going to be Obama,but then,what is the UN for? ) ,we all are safe.We don’t need to worry about our money,our leaders are very good,they rob us,by just taxing us,they don’t try to concentrate wealth,by doing bailouts!And besides,in our country corruption runs in the blood and well stands on the rivers too,patta land,on dry river beds,anyone?

I feel bad,really bad,for those who were affected by the attacks,i vaguely remember reading somewhere,about witch hunts in Europe long ago,guess,someone has been reading some  history,and well bollywood might have had an influence too ,you know,with raping and all,only thing those people get paid and these people don’t get paid.And ya,talking about bollywood,influence,how about kids in primary school using words such as FUCK and taking about sex etc? No i am not talking about censorship,at least someone tell them things properly!

And oh! where are the police,i mean the moral police? (we all know where the police,don’t we? ) Where are they,come on tell them to get out into the streets and correct these people! Come on you are the ones who claim ,we need to preserve our culture right? Or are these people really saving our culture? Great isn’t it? Oh!Krishna,Rama,govinda,and all the sundry Gods, let us call them,shall we?Let us ask them.the reason why we need to ask them,is because we don’t understand what they said,it was too complicated.It doesn’t matter whether we need sex education or not,now that we have the news channels to show us,we need to have sense education,you know just tell those,idiots,that they are contradicting themselves too much.And oh!in between maybe we should get those great leaders,behind Bajrang Dal or Vishwa Hindu Parishad,to promote the use of condoms,at least,the government can save some money,on the advertisements.But i guess,then that money too would be sent to their Swiss banks accounts,who knows.

Well all is not bad,in the country as of today.The Tata’s pulled out of Bengal,now the lady behind this has supposedly had a victory ,might be the state governments told her to do it,you know,it would show the poor infrastructure,if the Nano comes,but then,don’t they see that they can make more money? More bridges will be needed and they all would get their cut.

And what is at the base of all these problems in the country? Justice is lacking,hmm…oh! of course our judiciary! Oh,my I remember reading so much of it,in school! Isn’t our constitution the third classic we have given to the world? And maybe that is the reason most people don’t know the law,who has time for classics? Maybe you can make a movie out of it!It has it all,who would you like to see acting in the movie? 

And before I end all this,Shouldn’t we do something about all this? We all are writing and writing and we might make a new classic out of what we bloggers have written i guess,but then we should do something! If each and everyone of us,can just say a big NO,collectively,can’t we get more and more people to join us and actually get some kind of order ? Why should we keep quite? They get the media,they get the cameras,but we have a voice,too,we are not nobodies,why can’t we stand firm and show them,that they are destroying our country!Can’t we do this much for ourselves? We all see a grim picture when we think about the future,then why aren’t we ready to change it all! We got our freedom(?) at midnight,now the night is over,it is day ,so wake up and do it for yourself and your future.

The following posts “inspired” me to write this:-

Raping bonanza in Orissa!!! by Amit

Mother!India? by Shakti

Say no to terrorism

Just add evil to the end of the word ,God,

God + Evil=godevil or Go devil !

So You know,what is happening now.Everything is done,in the name of God! And the actions which it leads to are called evil.So basically we have let the devil go around,without actually knowing it.So the best thing to do would be,remove the evil from the equation.That way we will have only the “God”.Now that we know,what is happening,lets stop encouraging the Devil.Let us say no to things,which we can see are “evil”.So let us all say a strong no to Terrorism,first.We understand we had encouraged the Devil,now we want to stop it.Let us all together say no to terrorism.We should remember one thing though,it is people like you and me,who make up the terrorist too.So what we should take away is the “evil” and see the reason for their action and try to address it and not go around calling them evil.Behind everything there is a cause.Who knows ,if you and me aren’t able to find justice,won’t we too pick up the gun? We can argue all we want that,one wrong cant’t be corrected by another,but then to the person who commits it,it is not wrong,but justice! 

One thing common between whole of humanity is God.Even if you don’t believe in it,you acknowledge the idea’s presence among others.Let us use,what we have in common to remove the “evil”.The world looks black and unknown,if we close our eyes in fear.Let us open it and face what hurts us.The times of “whose god is it?” are gone.We are in an age where ,”Our God ,it is”.We need to stop hurting each other,for the sake of ourselves.What would you get if you destory more than what was done to you? For the twin tower a country? But even if the war is justified,the crimes commited after that can ever be justified.We don’t need wars and weapons,they are used against brothers and sisters,only when we are scared of them and feel threatened.You can always talk it out.No one is superior and no God is greater han the person and his belief.So together let us all say, ” We say no to terrorism.” And let us all make sure,no one is hurt.By no one i mean,the terrorist also,remember they too are people.It is very easy to say,forgive,but it is tougher to practise.Even if we don’t forgive them,at least let us stop them from destorying more of what we have created.they have had their pound of flesh and now they better stop.We should fight them not with guns,but with the thing,which threatens anyone the most,understanding.It should be a fair trade,but not in terms of life.If they want infrastructure,then we can give them,but in return,they need to add to the development,not merely abstain from killing.If they want their own land,we can give them that too.But then,a land in which people support them.It is no more about politicians,it is about us,the people.After all,who said they know better?And we are not blind,we can see what is happening.It is no more about someone,it is about You and me.So let us join together and do this for the most selfish reason ,” to live”.The war got over,a long time back,humanity lost it.So together we need to bring humanity back on track.