The Pak Issue

Since i have been born i have been under the impression that we have but one enemy in the real world-Pakistan. But am i to be judged as yet another prejudiced indian? That is precisely why my cousin Sheivani(ei???!!!!!) says i have these rigid stereotypes for everything. Time for self-rectification.

With new movies coming up empathizing with the present Paki scenario, we find that life across the LOC is not too different from ours. And i am sure there are thousands of those who are sympathetic with the Indian stance of non-agression. But dont our leaders today think that the situation is getting out of hand. Are we blind fools to stand quietly while the enemies of democracy try to disrupt our otherwise peaceful existence. The recent bomb blasts in Delhi shud have been an eyeopener for our slumbering government. But they seem to be too busy deciding an appropriate line of action. Too bad. We seem to have ideals that are a bit hard to live upto these days. We do not have natkhat Krishna or maryaada purushootam Ram to save us from evil this time.

What surprises me even more is how an internationally recognized government can openly provide covering fire to militants planning to cross into our holy ground (never assume that it is only the land of pakistan that is actually pak). And we have not even issued a strict official reprimand. If it had been the US in our stead, we cud have expected a major demolition mission underway by now. But we are not US, nor are we PAkistan. But then there must be something that we can do.

An engineer can do nothing but analyze facts logically. Why is the govt. of pak. so adamant about trying to invoke our ire? And why is Kashmir such an important issue? Coz frm what i have heard, the most beautiful regions of the kashmir region are in POK. The only reason that seems likely enough not to make u think i am crazy is that they think access to the Indian mainland will quicken their development. But then isnt the course of action they are following too risky? It is highly likely that one day the very land of pak. will be destroyed by a nuclear weapon that was let off just to satisfy our hurt egos. But, that is too extreme.

My job is naught but to ask questions. If i knew the answers my ambition wud have been to run this amazing nation. But i dont. So i hope some day our diplomats? will come across my blog and know what we ordinary indians feel. And as far as the land of Kashmir is concerned, there is no way that we can let go of it, for reasons of securiy as well as selfesteem, both of which are our right by birth. Those who want to merge into pak. can go for all we care. But they have no right to claim land that is as much mine as it is of any kashmiris. Not that i am anti-kashmiri. I am sure most of them are really as patriotic as iam . But pls, those of you who are not faithful to our beloved nation, buzz off( and i had other words in mind, but i am a good indian).

Too serious a post, but i find that it helps to be serious once in a while so that those who have seen only the jolly version of us indians shud know that we are capable of serious thought. But i was frustrated and needed to let off some steam. I am however feeling better already.

Hope to right a few more of these damned blogs, too much " mehnat" involved i tell u.

Ciao.

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Memories

I start with a wish to share my tale
Dont mind it,just skip it,if it gets too stale

Born in Ranchi, 11 years in Kolkata
I wish my hard disk were genuine Sata
Two glasses of milk and a pound of Atta
Everyday, is what describes my gatha.

I arrived at Mumbai in 1998
With a bag of clothes and an empty slate
I struggled to keep up with my opponents in debate
dont remember much of that at any rate.

So i continue my obsession to share my tale
Dont mind it, just skip it , if it gets too stale

The Boards were ok right uptil tenth
Till then i cud have gone to any length
To score over my peers and top them all
Proud, vain and walking tall.

But junior college was an experience new
Guys who could holler and girls who could mew
To be counted amongst the coolest, i offered in lieu
My ability and capability, my expectations due.

So in twelfth my academic record got screwed
Not iit, not nit, fuc*ing Priyadarshini dude
And my very personality, it got so lewd
In my anguish and grief, nerves stripped nude.

But in my defense, i made friends pretty soon
But each o' those bastar*s is more like a goon
I wonder sometimes whether they are a boon
Or a curse, a bitter potion offered in a spoon.

Three years down the line, i realize
I hate those who unnecessarily sympathize
Leave me be, I have ears and eyes
To judge them all, the earth and the skies.

U may think that I sound a bit too bitter
But my life right now is like a pile of litter
Still i enjoy each moment like a star cricketer
Most disagree, but i am a sharp hitter

I must stop writing and hereby conclude
But u shud know i love sleep and food
Frankly, i am out of rhymes that may be good
I think ill get back to doing what i should.

And thus i fulfil my wish to share my tale
Dont mind it, just skip it, if it gets too stale.

OOPS!!!TOO LATE NOW.

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Chillout or Blackout?

Ok....here i go again.

The second time i started a blog and the second time i am making a post. But this time i wish to make a mark in the annals of literature. So here goes.

With my regular exams out of the picture i now sit back to make the most of this long awaited break. What with weed, ciggies and the likes, seems to be an ideal holiday. But it is time to retrospect. Life over the past three years seems to have flown past like a haze, with me in a daze(hey...that rhymed). What have i gained over this period. Knowledge wud be a lie. THey teach us a lot of cra* in engineering for sure. Nothing of any practical importance. But career options now seem frighteningly close.

Campus recruitment was at its zenith a month or two ago. Lots of companies came in to pick up huge numbers of scrap students for brute labour. Job profile worth shi* and in-hand salary less than alms. "I am sorry sir, but i must decline; i am really not interested." Wierd huh? But from what we hear from seniors and contacts leads us to look at the IT industry with suspicion close to disdain. Do i look like a maintenance guy? I wud like to beleive i dont. But who can tell?

And then there is this mammoth hurdle called CAT. And we all know from history what has happened to all those who have wished to bell the CAT, barring Jerry mouse of course. But then i am surprised that Jerry hasn't opened up his own IIPM.That is what we have come to expect of CAT Gurus.

And Roadies 5.0 is getting on my nerves. Did you know that the effing Game goes effing International this time. If you are like me i am sure u dont give a rat's as*. Plus the IPL creating a craze like no other event. Seems to be a World Cup for the next 5 years, each year. And i support the Mumbai Indians. But the ungrateful bastar** are playing like shit, overall, although the recent recovery is a relief. And Sachin is not playing today either.

You must be wondering by now why the title "Chillout or Blackout?". Hel* it just sounded cool. Unless you are ready to consider the fact that this incessant slogwork for the useless exams has caused a serious blackout. Although right now i should be chilling out. Hate the logic? So do i. But one must save face somehow.

Must sign out now.
Ciao.

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