Thursday, May 20, 2010

What when it is one of us ?

Well i am not a marketing student, but have studied some of it for two sems :)
And what i had learned was that the title should be catchy, and that's why i wrote the title as "What when it is one of us ?"

Well recently i have been reading a lot about the naxal activities throughout India, whether it be Bihar, Dantewada, Andhra Pradesh.
Politicians and bureaucrats have been involved in the debate whether military power should be used against the Naxalites.

Most of you won't be interested by now in this blog, but i would insist that please read on , because it is written by one of you.

Well i know that most of the young bloods like you and me would strongly support the use of military power against the naxals, because we are the young aggressive generation of this country. We get inspired from what US did to Iraq, what Sri Lanka did with LTTE.

But for a moment try to step into the shoes of those men who will have to go to fight against those naxals into a completely unknown territory where naxals have the proficiency in fighting the Gueriila war.

To some of you i would like to remind that something similar was tried by US in vietnam, and they faced perhaps the only defeat in their history of wars.

Imagine that your father or may be your brother is being posted in that area, to fight against the naxals. You sitting at home and watching the new all the, to be updated what happening there.
Your brother calls you up and says today was a lucky day, we made a narrow escape from the landmine blast. Would you still tell him, that bro we are proud of you, please fight for the country, and make us proud.

Or you will tell him to get himself transferred as soon as possible so that you can do away with the fear of loosing him.

I dont know how you would be feeling about me, but i am telling you that this is the exact feeling that the families of hundreds of militarymen who hold their guns, to fight for the nation.
Imagine an Indian killing an Indian.

I am not absolutely against the use of military power against the naxals, but will that be a permanent solution. Can anybody guarantee that there would be no more naxals taking birth on Indian Soil, Let me remind you that nobody borns as a naxalite, it is the situation that forces him to be the one.

So if we need to change something, we must change the way the are living, what they suffer everyday.

If you are one of those who likes some action, i would support you too, if you really wanna kill someone, kill those who are misleading people and making them naxals, because naxals have actually forgot that what was the motive with which the naxalites forces were made.

Sometimes i feel that Ganhi had rightly said, the Non-Violence is the biggest weapon to win the hearts, which in turn leads to winning the wars.

But being a guy from this modern india, i would say dont believe in this blindly, because if you stay quiet, people may take you for granted.

I would end this blog with many questions in you mind, you may be confused, because it's high time that we make an opinion of ours.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Experience, which shook me within!!!!

It was 11:30 at night when i was in the office. Had just finished with my work, and was wrapping up to go to home. Was so tired that desperately wanted to have a nice sleep.

Packed everything and went upstairs to grab something to eat, bought one pizza (imagine a pizza at 12 midnight!!!) . But unfortunately i dint like it, and threw it in a dustbin. Then changed my plans and decided to have a maggi at home.

While my way back home, i stopped at a signal, there was this small boy semi naked, cleaning my bike at 12:20 a.m.
He had something in him, i swear i have seen many boys like him who pretend to be wiping the the bike, but they dont actually do, but none of them did it the way he did.
His name was Imtiaz, I offered him 2 rs., he refused, and asked for 5, i asked why u need 5 , he said he wants to eat samosa.

I was touched deeply, i asked him you can get 4-5 more people from whom you can collect 2-2 rs. and ultimately get 10 rs. for two samosas, why was he wasting his time on me.

He said that he had done a good job for me, and thought that he deserved 5 rs., and i can say he was right.

I asked him to hop up on my bike, i took him for a ride, both of us ate samosas, and my plans for the maggi were ruined :)

Kidding, in fact it was a better treat than a samosa, and guess what, he paid for his samosas, and i paid for mine.

Havent seen someone with such integrity for quite a while in life.

I wished i had a longer stay here at hyderabad so that could help that guy in some way to earn a good living, but will have to go back to that shankrapally village.

At present also i am thinking of that guy only that how can i help him, money wont be the solution i guess, it wud be, but must be channelised properly.

Just wish that i can find a way to help him.
Please suggest if you have any, that is feasible.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Me & My Thoughts

Hi all,
This is the first time i am blogging, i know that is surprising me being an IT engineer.
Din know what to write in my first blog, was confused, so decided ,would write whatever comes to my mind.

Once when i was laid back on my cot, after returning from the office, a thought flew through my mind. Well frankly speaking this has happened not once, but almost everday.

I feel that why the heel i have grown up ?
You know what that when i was young about 13-14 years of age, my parents used to beat me up for anything wrong i would have done. For e.g once i had my exams and i went out to play at 4:30 in the evening and cam back at 8:00, and that too without informing my parents :)

Now u can guess in what shape i would have been after committing this sin.
I wept for the whole night, and ultimately i found the reason for not studying and screwing up my exam.
At that point of time i wished that if i could immediately grow up to an age of 23-24 years. Nobody would scold me, nobody would ever beat me.

Now a few days back, i was riding my bike and went into an auto on the road, i heard hell lot of abusing words, that point of time i wished i was a small child, at least only my parents would have scolded me :)

Well getting back on track. Growing up old is really bad.
I remember a dialogue from Spiderman, " With great power, you get great responsibilities." So when you grow up you might get powerful, both emotionally as well as physically, but the responsibilities also start to haunt you. And i swear that responsbilities are much more difficult to fulfill than to get a beating by the parents.

I am 23 at present, and soon would complete my MBA. I am on the brink of stepping into a new role in life, a person who cannot be carefree, a person who will be responsible to his company, his job , his parents, his wife and also his country. I will have to ensure that i wear nice clothes, no more shabby looks, will have to shave almost daily ( worst thing i would do!!)

Though i want to enojoy my life at this point of time, but future is haunting me, and is asking me to work harder, so that i can make him better.
Where the hell is that life, where the only tension was Homework. Everything else was taken care by somebody else.
Where are the days when i used to play cricket and soccer for 3 hours daily and nearly 6 hrs won sundays. I want that time back in my life. I want to relive those moments, i dont wanna grow up.

But i know that is not possible, so am just trying to accept the reality.
People say that old age i also a reflection of childhood, beacuse then you are free from responsinilities, and that is the time when others become responsible to you.
But why the hell when evrything is same ,
an aged is weak -a child is weak.
an aged doesnt have teeth- a new born also doesnt have teeth
an aged cant walk- a newborn cannot walk.

Well most of the things are similar, then why are aged people not treated the same way as young ones.
When i think about this i remeber the saying :"Ugte suraj ko sab salaam karte hain"
May be they are the setting sun, but remember that it was the same sun which gave you light for th day, and for the case of parents, they govae you light for your whole life.

SO PEOPLE PLEASE CARE FOR YOURLSEF, ADN YOUR PARENTS.
LIVE LIFE KINGSIZE!!!!

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