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M sorry, Anna!!

Anna's latest tyrade against the government has been a wake-up call for the people and politicans alike. Ramdev Baba too started his own form of protest in the form of demonstrations and fasting. However, his protest was short-lived when Delhi Police entered the area unceremoniously and destroyed all their morale.. Baba escaped from the venue unscathed, dressed in a woman's clothes.. This little incident made me question the very question of extending support for a good cause.. These arent the features of a democracy.. What was wrong with the peaceful protest? Were the cops too bored to accept bribes and decided to go mob-hunting?! Anyways, the aftermath of this incident was that a person as well-balanced (both mentally and physically!!) as Ramdev Baba lost his peace of mind and decided to form their own little army, trained in latest weaponry and combating skills, in order to ward off the cops in future.. The point is, what was supposed to be an eye-opener for the government

Rक्षण- the big R, re-visited...

Cautionary note- The below content may hurt the sentiments of many, for which I would like to apologise profusely. But these are my views... And if they appear discriminatory or biased, its just because I was also a victim of this malaise! And someone also commented on my writing style as monotonous and blunt.. To that, I just wanna reply that I only write to vent out my inner feelings.. I am not a professional writer, nor am I a kind-hearted fella, nor a paid journalist and neither am I under any sort of pressure related to respecting the feelings of the fairer sex and plain idiots! Reservation- the current hot topic of discussion, made popular once more by Prakash Jha's recent film.. There have been contless debates and discussion on this very issue for many decades... In the end, on 10 April 2008, the Supreme Court of India upheld the law that provides for 27% reservation for Other Backward Castes (OBCs) in educational institutions supported by the Central government. Apart

Bapu's Bharat battered barbarically!

Mahatma Gandhi, aka Bapu, was the major force behind the outster of British from India and achieving freedom. Bapu had but one vision, to make India stand up on its own feet and to unite Indians through virtues of brotherhood, tolerance, love and non-violence. He worked tirelessly throughout his life to make our nation so. The country looked upon him as a father figure, someone who can take them away from misery and wrongdoings to the path of righteousness. Many people blame Bapu for creating Pakistan and hold him responsible for the bloodshed that occured during the unfortunate partition. However, it wasnt Bapu who wanted an independent Pakistan. He was always against tearing up the nation into two parts. It was Jinnah, brainwashed by the East India Company, who wanted power solely for the Muslims. When all efforts failed to coax Jinnah, Bapu resigned to his wish and isolated himself. Bapu saved our country from external forces, but he didnt foresee the dangers that lay in a fickl

Buddy of lies... YOYO!!

Recently, I watched Leo DeCaprio's Body of lies... N man!! is dat movie awsum or wat?!?! 1stly, it shows d barbaric way in which US uses its "resources" to spy on nations where there is little interference is required.. A guy is sent to live among the Arabs in order to gather intel abt terrorist plots... This guy lives as an Arab(with beard n Pashto lingo etc.).. A role played most convincingly by Leo... Dis guy has d balls to portray roles which defy traditional american approach of being self-righteous, self-centered and downright scard of other super-powers... Now, he is a moralistic person who doesnt believes in use-and-throw policy 2wards the ppl working under him in his operations... Russell Crowe, his boss, sends him on various errands, carelessly interfering wherever he can, blowing his agent’s cover... He is the typical CIA guy, throwing his weight around... A gr8 thng which this movie shows is dat trust is the most valuable bond between strangers separated by

Alien v/s Ghost

People, there’s one thing which I’ve always wondered. Are aliens real? Are there little green men out there waiting to ambush our earth? Or is it just cases of mere-coincidence when people world over swear they sighted a UFO? On a completely different subject, I also always wondered if ghosts are real. Are there any evil spirits who make horrifying things to people? Is it just a figment of our imagination or is there really a supernatural realm, invisible to us but still very much there, thriving on our fears? Then again, I was watching a movie called “The fourth kind”. It’s based on the life and trauma of a psychologist whose daughter is abducted by aliens. It has real life footage of her patients, all admitting that there’s some interruption in their sleep at around 3 am every night off late. And they get traumatic shocks every time this psychologist asks them to recount their experiences under hypnosis. Frankly, this movie shook me to my very core. All would have been tolerable,

My first love.

When was the first time that you had a crush on someone? Class 2?? Was it the ponytail, the smile or just the fact that she had a lovely voice and brought chocolates for you daily? Or was it the fact that she used to go to school in the same auto-rickshaw? My first crush was the most special. It was the summer of 1993. I was 3 years old and had just lost my front two teeth, making me look like a racoon. My parents took me to my aunt’s place in Delhi. I had been here few times before also, but this time, it was a different feeling altogether. Little did I know that this vacation will change my life completely. After the usual exchange of pleasantries, we went to tour around the city. It was amazing to see those skyscrapers and so much traffic. The Laal Quila fascinated me. And the Jantar Mantar was a sight to behold. I wondered how strong the people were in those times, to have built all this without any glucose or chocolates. After that, we went to visit Appu Ghar, and I spotted th

The good, the bad and the ugly.

Last night, I was wondering about the opinion that I had formed about certain people... Some were good, others were bad, the rest were terribly ugly... Then I wondered whether I was being fair(or objective) in judging them that way.. One thing led to another and I checked my own traits with respect to those of othrs... N i finally realised dat gud and bad r relative terms... Sumthing that i feel is bad isnt so in d eyes of sum1 else... N y shud it b d same anyways?? Every person is different, much d same way every lock has a different key.. No two ppl in dis world think alike... Thn y shud b their opinions b d same either?!?!?! Dere was dis beautiful story abt a newly married couple who move into an unknown neighbourhood... Every morning, d wife comments, "D next door lady doesnt wash her clothes properly.. Luk at them.. They r hardly clean!!" The husband listens to dis without any reaction... Aftr a month or so, one morning, d wife suddenly says, " Luk dear!!... the

Karma, Confession and Holi.

Hey there!! Sorry I've been away so long... Actually I was unable to find anything to write or comment upon... Meanwhile, a lot has happened in my life.. I could easily pen down a "what not to do at college" book.. However cliche it may sound, but right now my life resembles that portrayed in chetan bhagat's book, 5 point someone.. My grades are below average, m down with fever, my friend circle has reduced drastically in radius and people seem to have forgotten that I too could suggest meaningful things.. Girls look at me like an outcast.. As if I m something unpleasant on the sole of their shoes.. Those who do acknowledge me live in fear of being mobbed.. What I dont get is, why is it that the people who talk to you so nicely on facebook/gtalk/whatever fail to recognise, nod or even give half a smile when you meet them in the class or something?... And the one whom I m mad about lives far, far away from here.. All in all, I think my crap karma is here to haunt me...

We, the people...

Cricket... dats a religion in india... a win is celebrated like its independence day... n when india loses a match, its commotion all ovr d nation... yet, cricket unites us in ways dat neither bhagvad gita nor quran nor bibal n not even guru granth sahib ever managed to... v forget our inhibitions while cheering (or swearing!!) for d men in blue.... hell, v even forget dat d muslim butcher across d street is sitting wit us while watching d mathc... or dat d church padre has stopped preaching idealogies n is equally vengeful towards nehra's bowling... or dat d brahmin is more worried abt whether it was a run out than abt his dhoti going loose... :P ystrday, india lost poorly to south africa n the enthusiasm was sky-high... i lost my patience whn gautam gambhir dropped a catch n ended up kicking one of my frnds on d shins(altho he was pulling my slippers n cap really hard)... aftr d match, d general atmosphere was dat like a cemetry wit mourning all over... those who had skipped din

God exists.

Friends, atheists, agnostics and believers... I am not here to preach on some religious text, nor am I here to drift you all towards a healthy nap, as happens with me very often. I am here to tell you what most of you might already know, and what some of you doubted till now. I am here to persuade you that god exists... From time immemorial, we have pursued the existence of God. Even Albert Einstein, the great scientist, was strongly convinced of the creation of the universe by a Supreme Intelligence. In the words of Richard P. Feynman, a Nobel Prize winner for quantum electrodynamics,"Why nature is mathematical is a mystery...The fact that there are rules at all is a kind of miracle." Did you know that in every cell of our bodies there exists a very detailed instruction code called DNA, which is much like a miniature computer program? Such intricate details are hardly the handiwork of evolutionary permutations and combinations... I was an atheist at one time. And the is

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