R.T says

jinhe nazzz hai...woh kahan hain

2010-06-03T23:47:00.000-07:00

Respected Mr. whosoever is supposed to take notice

I am a responsible citizen of my irresponsible country. I have been responsible towards this country ever since this country has been irresponsible towards me.

I say I am responsible because ever since my childhood I have been dutiful and respectful towards my country. I have always stood my straightest and stiffest best whenever and where ever I have heard the beats of our national anthem. Whenever the nation has been hit by an emergency, I have given away whatever I could along with my prayers. Whenever people have died at the hands of enemy of the states, I have mourned as if I have lost one in my family. I value my countries honor more than anything else in the world, but of late I have the feeling that my country does not values my life. For even after having caught the perpetuator of Mumbai attack, and even before he could be brought to justice, a hand of friendship has been extended to the land that is home to many more willing and being trained to repeat the barbaric act.

I know democracy, peace and forgiveness are big virtues but so are self respect, self- defense and integrity.

“jinhe naaz hai, hind par woh kahan thee

Jinhe naaz hai, woh kahan hain???”

N.W.O

2009-12-20T09:14:00.000-08:00

A lot is being talked about these days in the media about the new world order which has compelled me to think what the word would have meant had south asia had been a peaceful region. I mean think about it- India, China and Pakistan, not competing against each other but standing by each other, competing the world. I am sure that would have added a complete new dimension to the geographic and political dimension of the N.W.O. I know its hard to imagine since we are countries of completely different cultures and are based on completely different philosophy’s, but so are the US and Mexico. So are most of the members of the EU. So, what makes it so impossible for us in south asia to see beyond our differences and to imagine of what we could achieve together as one. Sure we have fought unfortunate battles against each other, but none have been termed the world wars. If countries that actually fought the two most disastrous wars in the history of man-kind can today work together as stratergic partners then why can’t we.

I am compelled to think that is west consistently giving us reasons to maintain our differences by pitting us against each other just to delay that N.W.O. I end the blog with a strong emphasis on the word delay.

ISM ki LOO

2009-11-11T10:10:00.000-08:00

here's one dedicated to the smelly toilets in ISM:-

ISM ki loo, main se aati hai badboo

susu main karoon ya aapna naak pakdoon!!

hugge wale dabbe ko, jang hai laga

aur najaane kya kya bhi hai, usse main pada

TP(toilet paper) bhi nahin hai ki poonch main sakoon!!!!

ISM ki loo, main se aati hai badboo.....

flush yahan koi, kabhi karta nahi

waise bhi koi flush yahan par chalta nahin

kab tak kissi ke hugge par main, hugta rahoon!!!!!!

ISM ki loo, main se aati hai badboo.......

raat ko kisi ne phir se, ulti kar di

sari ki sari wash basin, usne bhar di

class hai jaldi jana kaise, brush main karoon!!!!!

ISM ki loo, main se aati hai badboo......

gandhi-our father

2009-10-12T07:37:00.000-07:00

i am just through seeing a documentary on the indian partition and it is in tears i write this post, with a silent prayer for all those who lost their lifes in the cause and hope that never may this world see such atrocities again.
at a time when both reason and logic took a hit, and humanity lost its meaning. At a time when religion defined whether you would live or die, there were three people who could have made an effort to stop it all, first lord mountbatten-by enforcing marshall law, second Mr.Jinnah and Mr. Nehru by appealing to their political masses for peace. but they did not. i am sure they must hav had their reasons but to me no reason is stronger than quater of a million people dead.
It was at that time Bapu Gandhi went on a fast till death. i might be dillusioned by the overwhelming emotions but still i feel tht if it was'nt for his fast, the riots would hav continued for god knows how long and many of us would not hav had the priviledge of being born.
So, in a sense he played a big role in giving life to us, which makes him OUR FATHER.

mars vs venus @ ISMU

2009-08-28T09:06:00.000-07:00

well its been almost 4 yrs i hav been in ISM now and there is one thing i hav observed and that is guys and girls move in opposite direction.here are a few observations to support the argument
1.Before a guy comes to ISM, he is the bright student, extremely dashing, the apple of everyone's eye;but the day he lands in ISM no one gives a damn about him......he wonders "why is noone lookin at me".
on the other hand, beforea girl comes to ISM she is the social outcast, who is not noticed by anyone;but the day she lands in ISM every one is staring wide eyed at her....she wonders"why is evryone lookin at me".
2.In the initial years of his life in ISM, a guy bathes evryday;wears good clothes;supports accessiories;he is the stud.By the time he leaves ISM you can generally find him walkin in the same clothes he sleeps in.
on the contrary, a girl in her initial yrs in ISM looks like she's fresh out of the mines;she is covered with hair on body n face; wears shabby clothes;it seems she wears the same clothes she sleeps in. but by the time they leave ISM, they become well versed with the concept of a beauty parlor; look somewhat stylish; and wear so much perfume(which i think in most of the cases in gifted), that you can smell them before you can see them.
3.when a guy comes to ISM, he has a stable girlfrnd; a bunch of flings and normally dozens of girls drooling over him.By the time he leaves ISM he has absolutely no contact with the opposite sex(except for him mother and sister) and has scores of guys drooling over him."Am i gay?" is one of the most prominent questions in his mind.
whereas, when a girl comes to ISM;she has no boyfrnds;there is no question of flings and normally gud guys had never paid attention to her.
by the time she leaves ISM, she has one stable boyfnds; a bunch of everready replacements and a whole college drooling over her.
4.finally, when a guy comes to ISM, he thinks tht he atleast will get a good job.by the time he leaves ISM he is fortunate if he even has a job thts satisfactory. he loses everything in ISM;his style,girls,ambitions;he is wondering "wht went wrong".
on the other hand, when a girl comes to ISM, she thinks maybe i'll get a job.bythe time she leaves ISM she has a grt job;a boyfrnd, a style statement and high ambitions;she wonders "what went right".
P.S:-the contents are not intented to be taken personally;nyways the girls here hate me.

MD bashing- they desrve it!!!!!!

2009-04-25T05:32:00.000-07:00

I have been following our college newspaper MD for quite sometime now and I must say MD guys, if you people are reading this (and if you are not you better!!!!!) you guys (and gals) need to seriously get your shit together. I mean criticizing anything and everything that comes to your mind should not be the purpose of a newsletter. The whole vibe of the newspaper is so skeptical that by the time a reader might reach to an article that is actually good (if there is any) he is not in the mood to read further.
I once read that the purpose of a journalist is twin fold – firstly to bring to the public’s notice what wrong is going on in their society and secondly to motivate them to improve it and remain in an upbeat morale. Well it seems like you guys read half of the line and went to bed!!!!!
I mean u guys (n gals) seem to find fault with everything. There’s always this line attached with every event “could have been done better”, well I dare any of you to actually stand up and do it better if you think you can, then only you’ll realize how hard it is to put up a show.
I had the perception that the job of a newspaper is to state facts about opinions not opinions about facts, well with MD it seem to be the other was round. And there’s no OPINIONS for that matter, there’s just ‘1 OPINION’ about everything and that’s everything is CRAP!!!!! I mean the biggest of events in ISMU find the smallest of space in your newsletter and hardly any of them gets a good review. As I said there’s something wrong with everything. If the event was good according to you, then the junta was not there. If the junta was there then there was something wrong with the arrangements and blah!blah!blah!blah!
Well MD has been conducting those opinion polls off late. How bout an opinion poll on MD itself!!!!!
What say guys, game or not.

proteas on top!!!!!

2009-02-13T21:56:00.000-08:00

South Africa’s win down under surely suggests the finally the baton has indeed been passed on. Gone are the days when a cricketing affair with the mighty Australians, especially down under, was a one sided affair. The Australians have gone from being termed as the juggernaut to vulnerable recently and seem to have no clue on how to dig out of the trouble they have themselves in.
The change in the team to beat moreover, also signifies a shift in cricketing paradigm for the Australians were know for a decade of aggression and mind games, their South African counterpart are more of gritty no-nonsense types. While playing the Australians at their primes was like a wall being thrown at you, South Africans rather kill you by hammering nails into you slowly. In other words, while Australians were sudden death, the South Africans are more of a slow poison.
But now as the baton has been snatched out of the hands of the Aussies a much greater challenge needs to be met before they can be termed as true champions and that is to dominate cricketing horizons for over a decade.
Let’s see if the South Africans can hold onto it.

SERIOUSLY FUNNY

2008-12-18T09:31:00.000-08:00

FACT: - Abdominal guard was first used in cricket in the year 1874. Helmet was first used in cricket in the year 1974.
IMPLICATION: - It took men 100 years to realize that they need to protect their heads as well.

something to seriously think about!!!!!!

2008-12-12T08:58:00.000-08:00

In the parliamentary session on the Mumbai terror attacks, out of a number of speeches made the best was that by young M.P Rahul Gandhi. I would like to mention a few things from his speech that I really liked.
1. We need to start valuing individual life. When we start doing that then firstly, we must take steps to ensure that each and every individual in India is secure and secondly, these attackers, whoever they are need to understand very clearly that there is a cost attached with each individual life they take that they inevitably will have to pay if they continue with such ghastly attacks.
2. The structure of our security agencies is hierarchal. The people at the ground level, who actually have to counter such unfortunate situations, have little power vested in him. We need to realize that this is a country where a police sub inspector has the courage to jump in front of a blazing AK-47 and grab it with his bare hands but does not have the appropriate equipments to do so without having to lay down his life in the process.
3. In Indian political system a lot of people take pride in interfering with the working of the police by interfering in their promotions, transfers etc. we need to stop doing that and respect the fact that there is a fundamental organization capable enough to handle such matters.
4. The people who attacked Mumbai came with a single motive of hurting anyone who was an Indian. They did not attack the Hindus, the Muslims or the Christians; they did not attack the rich or the poor; they did not attack the upper caste or the lower caste; if you were an Indian and you were in Mumbai they wanted to kill you. So, we need to understand that as the enemy sees us as one, we need to act as one. We need to stand united in this war against terror.

BRAVO mister Rahul Gandhi!!!!!! You just hit the nail on the head.

may peace be upon them!!!!!

2008-12-04T10:25:00.000-08:00

I am in pain; deeply saddened by the loss the nation has suffered from the recent attempt made to sabotage the peace of our land. It’s a suffocating mist of helplessness that now surrounds me. The glory of nations finance capital has once again been tainted, the spirit of India has once again been challenged, hundreds of families have been shattered and there in nothing I can do about it. Why? Because we are a tolerant nation. When a person slaps me on one cheek I present the other to him. So, when a terrorist attacks Mumbai, I should provide him free access into New Delhi.
‘KI FARAK PAINDA HAI JI!!!!!(What difference does it makes)’. We are a population of over 100 carore, if 150 of die once every year in a terror attack then ‘ki farak painda hai’ or worse ‘ussi ki kar sakde haan’ ( what can we do about it!!!!!) as I said, i am helpless and all helpless can do is pray.
So I pray, I pray to the almighty that may peace be upon those who suffer from these attacks and justice be upon those who deserve no prayers. MAY SANITY AND HUMANITY PREVAIL!! Amen!!!

FINALLY!!!!!!

2008-11-09T11:36:00.000-08:00

I have been trying real hard to avoid writing about love in my blogs but FINALLY I feel the compulsion to touch the topic. What is one thing about being in love that stands above everything else? That’s the question I have been giving a lot of thought to and after having talked a lot of people, none of whom by the way gave me the answer I was looking for, I have dug deep into my conscience and come up with an answer that seems most appropriate to me. Please tell me if you agree with it or not.
A lot of people I talked to said that the best thing about love is that it makes you happy; it makes you look at the bright side of everything wrong that has been happening to you. Also, there were some who said that the best thing love was that it keeps you busy. But none seem appropriate.
Having been in and around love I too want to have a say on it and in my opinion, the best thing about being in love is that ‘IT MAKES YOU WANNA BE BETTER’. It makes you want to constantly improve and be better than you already are.
I hope you agree with me on that.

NAAAMMMEE NAHI SUNE SAAR

2008-11-05T08:51:00.000-08:00

Often out of affection, the workers at my college mess ask me “SAAR, aap ka ghar kahan padta hai SAAR” (where is your home sir) and I reply to it saying “Himachal main” in the most obvious manner. The reaction I always get is “naaammee nahi sune hain SAAR” (never even heard the name of it sir). Well of course they are people who are illiterate and have never traveled beyond 50KM diameter of their villages, so quite frankly everyone who comes here is an alien for them with their varying ethnicity, but with me it’s like rest of the students are just creatures of a different planet, I belong to a completely different galaxy.
Most of them are humble enough to acknowledge their ignorance and ask me “yeh kahan padta hai SAAR” but a lot of them try to figure the location of my state as relative the farthest they have heard of like Delhi, Rajasthan etc. I normally end the discussion by saying “yeh pahadon main padta hai” (my home’s in the mountains).
Well I don’t know if they have ever been to the mountains either but one thing for sure, in some weird way, it makes me someone special for them and I get excellent service in the mess all the time.

ghost story

2008-11-01T06:08:00.000-07:00

It was the first year of my graduation here at ISMU. We were provided accommodation in the OPAL hostel. It was there that I had the most terrifying, spine chilling experience of my life-an encounter with a ghost.
It was January. The winter was at its decline but still the nights were chilly enough to keep all kinds of insects and creatures from crooning in the silence. It was one such particularly quiet night.
At around 1 in the night I felt the urgency to pee so I walked out of my room towards the common toilet of out wing. There were two urinals in the toilet of our wing of which on e had been smashed by one of my batch mates (of course he was drunk when he did it!!!) so; often we had to wait in lines to relieve ourselves of the burden. Now the urinal side of our toilets didn’t have any light and only two of the four bulbs on the bathroom side used to work that gave the urinals enough light to identify objects but not enough to distinguish between them.
I was looking down and humming a song on my way to the bathroom. As I approached the entrance to the bathroom I felt like someone was walking in front of me at some distance. I didn’t look up; well anyway can feel like peeing at 1 in a hostel. So, I followed him to the only urinal of our wing and stood behind him waiting for my turn. After a few seconds passed I looked up and there was no one there. My heart started picking up pace but still managing sanity I didn’t leave the place as I thought maybe light was creating some shadows or it was just an hallucination; plus I really had to pee. So, I stepped forward to relieve myself when I felt that the same shadow was standing right behind me at the same distance as it was in front of me and looking directly at me.
Chill ran down my spine and I froze for a moment before running my ass off towards my room. And as I was doing so I felt that the shadow chased me to the entrance of the bathroom keeping the same distance to me as it had while walking in front of me and while standing behind me. On reaching my room I was all sweaty.
It took me sometime to get over this experience and talk about it to my friends and to my astonishment two more of my friends confirmed having similar experiences on or around that urinal.
I recently found out that an electrician had died on the spot in that very toilet on receiving an electric shock while doing some repair work.
Remembering the incident still gives me goose bumps. I sincerely pray to god that whoever wanders there may find peace.

P.S: - IT’S ALL TRUE.

How to read women?

2008-10-03T10:03:00.000-07:00

I saw a great movie today. It’s called “as good as it gets”. The whole movie was very entertaining but there was one scene that was particularly extraordinary and I would like to try and reproduce it for all those who haven’t seen the movie (go watch the movie by the way, its really awesome!!!!).

There’s this guy in the movie called Melvin Udall who plays a writer suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder. So, one day he walks up to his publisher’s house to ask for a favor and on his way back the receptionist interrupts him and this is the conversation they have:

Receptionist: “I can’t resist. You usually move through here so quickly and I have so many questions I want to ask you (flashes a big smile). You have no idea what your work means to me.”

Melvin: “what does it mean to you?”

Receptionist: (touches her forehead and heart and says) “Like there’s someone out there who knows what it’s like to be in here.”

Melvin: (is disgusted) “ oh my god its like a nightmare”

Receptionist: “oh come on just a couple of questions. How hard is that.”

Melvin turns to face her as she approaches him.

Receptionist: “HOW DO YOU READ WOMEN SO WELL?”

Melvin: “I THINK OF A MAN AND I TAKE AWAY REASON AND ACCOUNTABILITY.”

You got something to say about that?

P.S:- playing critic to movies would formulate a good number of my future blogs. So do pay attention for good reviews!!!

From bhaiya to "SAAR"

2008-09-25T05:49:00.000-07:00

There’s a small time south Indian point just outside the gate of my college where I often go in my exam days to ease the frustration caused during the 2 hours of scrutinizing sessions we have to face at regular intervals in our semester. The place is not exactly awesome but is good enough to be termed as “a decent change” from the meals we are served in our mess. As in the case of most such establishment’s the

India

, the place is normally flooded with shabby looking, mostly illiterate men for waiters (no disrespects but that’s just the way it is).

Today after my exam, which was boring by the way, I went there to have a cup of coffee. As soon as I was seated one of the waiters swiftly approached me and said “SAAAR!!!!! kya lenge SAAR” and as I sat there a though crossed my mind which has prompted me to write this blog.

Few years ago had I gone to any such place, the waiter would have promptly asked me “kya lenge BHAIYA?” It has been in these past few years only that this “SAAR” has crept beyond the domains of sparkling offices and corporate Indians and onto tip of almost everyone’s tongue (even my dad called me sir the other day!!!!!). Nowadays, everywhere I go more often than not, I am acknowledged with sir or sirji only.

On a lighter note it’s been a while since Indian women are being referred to as MADAM, it’s nice to see that Indian men are fast catching up, but this SAAR signifies something more.

As far as I am concerned, I have done nothing different in the past few years to command such titles. This consistent referral to “SAAR” is a part of a broader change being witnessed by our society.

Maybe it signifies the emergence of a new class of Indians, quite similar to the babus. Indians who are confident, Indians who dress up smartly and command respect.

Or maybe we just picked up another fancy word out of the British vocabulary, messed it up (“SAAAAR!!!!!”), made a fashion out of it and now just can’t get rid of it.
Whatever it is I am sure that the rate with which the trend is catching up, I am sure that in no time I would proudly be able to say “India is my country and all Indians are SIRS and MADAMS.”

a quiet bday

2008-09-23T07:36:00.000-07:00

A lot of people would express their surprise on seeing me express myself on the web, so i must answer them with my first blog.
14 September i.e 8 days ago, it was my b'day, the day considered to the most special day in one's calender and in a hostel accommodating more than 500 students, i celebrated it alone. well of course there were a few second yr students considerate enough to come and wish me and they were treated very heartily the same evening, but as compared to the average number of people i interact with everyday, that counts as alone.
this has lead to serious introspection and after a week long tussle of thoughts i have concluded that i must not comprehend with the current norms of social interaction by being personal and hence must start interaction with people over the net.
by now all must have guessed that i am a relatively young member of this virtual social setup, but it would be my endeavor to post entertaining blogs consistently.
hope the first attempt wasn't bad.