Back Again

So I keep coming back as usual....after months...or after years :) Well, I am smiling....that has to be a minor news :)

Okay, so this time I am back, not because I had promised or not because I was again going to explode if I had not shared my feelings or not because I was yearning to.....this time it is because I was checking out someone's blog; I had promised to the person that I will read and respond. So, I went through the blog in bits and pieces, liked what I saw and then wanted to put in a comment and realized I cannot because I was not logged in and so had to recover the password...and when I tried to do so, I realized that I did not have password to my email as well, so....

I recovered the one for mail and then for blogger and here I am sharing the idiocy.... completely attributable to me. 

There are times, I think I should change the title or write on something else, but then I realize that this is what I like, sharing and writing (though I do not do either here on the site). Why? Good Question. The moment I have the answer, I will respond.

But surely, the expressions pored in to the emails written once in a while to strangers or to people whom I feel connected to without rhyme or reason; should be put in here.

Just for the record...the blogs I went through I liked them for their innocent expressions and I did not so like them because they were pretty long. But the zeal was intact and so was the life...and well, that's all that matters.

Me? Are you kidding? Really? :)

Well, one thing I will give to myself......I am such an incorrigible person....I keep promising to myself...and the world at large...to write and to share...buck up myself....and then vanish again....but at the end...come back.

Look at the count of my blogs - 10, in all of 3 years...what an average,....brilliant...isn't it? Must say that I am great :)

So much has happened again in past so many days....and believe me the media is having a field day....started with elections, then 2G and 3G, then Kapil Sibbal and then Osama and then if not anything, IPL (it actually is a dampener) etc etc..........I feel like writing everyday on everything I have an opinion on...but somehow it does not work...rather does not happen...

But as I said, am incorrigible, so will bounce back.

The reason for writing all this is, I was pushing someone to write an email and finally logged on to my account and realized what a bad influence I would be to somebody whom I am trying to inspire to write a blog.

Well, my apologies and I surely will like to reach a good average :)

Mike Testing 1,2,3...Blog Testing...A, B, C..

Just testing the system......whether it is publishing or not......somebody complained......so trying to reconfirm.....and get some evidence......

"I will be BACK"...said the Terminator...years ago

Well, it has been made famous by you-know-who, the Californian Guv, for the moment, Arnie..for some, Arnold for some, the Terminator....etc etc...

But I am not going to talk about him for the moment ; Just trying to use the tag line...with a small amend.....I AM Back...:) Well, I wonder whom do I talk to most of the times....well, its me (please listen to the soundtrack from Lethal Weapon III - It's probably me......its superb and would give you an insight about lot of things)...coz i come here to write what I feel and keep talking to myself....these are the thoughts that cross my mind so many times, on various days...and I vent them out here......vent out? Not really...Writing them out is more like it.

So, I am revived, from a slumber...and this time am promising again...to myself....I'll be back....very soon......

White Collar Terrorists

The other day I saw the clipping about the strike by the employees of Oil Companies and for past 3 days I have seen the mess getting messier. I have been approached by friends, trying to suggest to get tank full for my car ; my colleagues, someone asking for a lift and someone telling me not to switch off my cell in the evening because she might require my assistance as she is stuck at the petrol station for past 2 hours ; my brother, calling up from another town advising me not to waste fuel and to get some in reserve ; etc etc.

I did not pay heed as I thought things would be under control - I did not want to horde petrol thinking that others might need it. But I was wrong. Now when I see around, I feel like a fuel. Am sitting in the office taking a break after the lunch and realized that the situation is getting worse from bad.

Can see the reports from all over country about the petrol stations closing down, turning civilized people into hooligans, fighting for their oil. Remind me of old days, when there used to be fist fights about a cylinder of LPG.

Who needs the terrorists from outside - we have our own in these employees of PSUs. What the actual terrorists have not been able to do till now, or the other countries' armies - our own white collared terrorists have done (now please do not go into technical terminology for terrorists - I know why I am referring them in this manner - ultimately this is a war against country, in a different angle)

They have been able to take steps to put the country to ransom, today we are looking at oil problems, tomorrow the transportation will come to an end and the next day offices will close down and so will schools and colleges, since transporters are already on strike so I am not touching the part of vegetables, fruits, grain etc. Well, the country stops. And, we are still talking about being harsh to striking employees.

I wonder whether the democracy gives us so much right to do these kind of stuff, where you create problem for others while trying to push your own point. And look who is talking, it is the politicians, who hail from different political parties, and who resort to such antics, themselves, putting everybody to ransom, only this one is indirect, behind the veils, but affecting most of us indirectly and directly.

I wonder what is going to happen. I know this is not a skylab story, but am generally worried about Monday, when I have some meetings, but then I should not really be worried, as I am sure even the other side would have problems reaching their destination.

There are times when I go into fantasy land. Believe me, every second day I dream about having some powers provided to me, from the police department, to solve the traffic mess and put some sense into heads of these people who create the havoc. Tonight I am thinking of dreaming myself as a minister of the government and I will like to see what all I do in that role.

Till then HAPPY SURVIVAL

My Dear Arjun Singh Ji

This is delayed....by more than 24 hours...My mistake.....and my apologies. I should have written to you the moment I saw the newspaper. This is what is expected out of you......complete devotion and loyalty. This is what is missing in today's context and from Indian National Congress, Congress (I), Indira Congress or whatever it is to be termed as - I guess we should simply stick with Congress Party, that leaves it open to interpret whichever manner you want it to, when your party goes for the votes. I forgot one name - All India Congress (Tiwari) or was it All India Indira Congress, which you had formed with Mr. Narayan Dutt Tiwari ? Before I stop this blabber, I will like to suggest something - why don't you move a proposal to rename your party as Congress (Gandhi) - you would be able to exploit all the profits of the Gandhi name (which at one point of time stood for 'Bapu' but now stands for Rajiv Gandhi and Indira Gandhi).
Oh, I have deviated from the topic, pardon me, but I am new around here and really do not have any control over my language and do not know the nuances of writing, so i keep writing whatever comes to my mind and do not really care about anything else ; in the same manner as you while thinking about the 'Prime Ministerial' family, never think about anything else. You are no longer a royal, but the bloodline is royal, so 'loyalty' is a big word for you - and that shows. The only problem is that instead of commanding you are the one who keep on trying to show your loyalty. The suggestion of proposing Mr. Rahul Gandhi's name as a future prime minister was in itself in very bad taste, and the reasons....? Somebody save the queen.....please...and the prince too. But then you have friends who support you - like Mr. Pranab Mukherjee and Mr. Karunanidhi. ....Bravo.... Mrs. Gandhi (Oh, that was reserved for the original one)..I should rater be addressing her as 'Madam'...that's how you used to address her in past. Isn't it ? So she did the damage control. See I have again gone away from my direction... Sorry.

So, what I was saying is - it is good to see people like you still there who are from the old school and will like to see somebody from the family head the institution... Mafiosi..Cosa Nostra ?? I smell that....it should always be headed by somebody from the family....not somebody from outside. Well, I am back. So this is commendable. And your other statement - the nation should be headed by somebody young. I guess, you will give me a chance of making me at least a chief minister, if not the prime minister (that is reserved for Rahul Baba). I am also educated and 'young'. Whenever you want to have a look at my certificates, I can bring them to you to pursue my case. And on some counts, my experience is better than the one from the family. I have already worked with poor people, tribals, dalits, deprived children, illiterate women (all those categories, which sound right and which are politically correct - and I am not joking). Please, Sir, give me a chance too. I will not fail you. And I will be as loyal to you as you are to the family.

I have wondered many times, what really works for politicians - and whenever I thought I have found an answer I get a surprise - like the one you sprung the day before. How shameless people can be ? Why such a hurry - either ways the prince is being groomed for the big role, you did not have to jump gun for that. Or was it the case of being the first one to rush to school, so that you can take the first row seat and be visible to the class teacher ?

Sir, you are a well educated person from a well known family. These things really do not suit you. Now, you are in advanced stage of your political career - you are a cabinet minister heading an important position ; you are heading so many committees, then why stoop so low ? You know very well that the time will never come when you will be the prime minister, then what is this urge for ?

Hope you did not mind my words. If you did (as a politician) am not sorry. But if you really did (as an elder to me) I will apologize for the tone only, because I have been told that in this country we have freedom of speech (at least till the time you are going to put a reservation for that category also :) and i wrote what i felt.

We will keep interacting . I would not have written to you, but I did. Actually for a long time, I have been thinking of writing to our good old Doctor Ambumani Ramadoss (and believe me so much love is lost there that when I write it will really be a long letter, I am so very emotional about him :). If you meet him, please give him some flowers from my side and also tell him some tricks of the trade - what he really needs to focus on.

Thank you for your precious time. My good wishes for your work as well as your health.

Darkness

When I look back upon yesteryears - going back to my school days - i remember myself trying to feel how people who are visually handicapped would feel about this world. I remember trying to emulate them, by walking with my eyes closed depending on my sensory powers ; trying to take up or down stairs and feeling what difficulty they would face ; trying to understand what colors would mean to them - coz not even black and white is significant to them. I remember thinking of the anguish one would feel, who had eyes and then lost it. That was more painful than people who never saw.

Always felt for them, then worked for a Blind School in my vicinity and understanding them better. And then, again, I was taken over by the life, running for a survival and the emotions got boxed in. I have never really understood what people think of these people or what they really say about. At most, I have seen sympathy as well as empathy. Have never seen organisations really working for them barring a few here and there. About government, the less said the better.

After shifting to Delhi, through some good people, I came in contact with a blind school being run for women - i was told that I could do some work with them by guiding them how to go for corporate interverviews and what to talk etc., but then I was not being able to take out time regularly in a fixed slot and that was creating trouble for them as well as me, and had to back out.

I saw a blind school very near to my place, where I have shifted. I see these people, walking with confidence, smiling, laughing, discussing, while trying to find their way out in the mess which is the traffic, in a residential area - cars zooming past, autoricshaws going haywires, richshaws taking sharp turns and not to talk about 2-wheelers, half of the riders thinking they are riding superbikes - no less. I feel that they have a different world altogether. But here I see a difference, I have often seen people, having disdain - on the other hand I have seen people really helping them out to cross a road. That fills the heart with such emotions. I wish I could do something for them. Something more concrete, something more which will bring more joy for them and something which will bring more importance to them, to let them feel more proud, confident and human. I wonder what I am going to do. I wish I could provide some jobs to them. I wish I could provide some books for them. But wishes, wishes and more wishes. What I really need to do at this point of time is go and talk to the administrator and understand in what manner I can be of any help to them.

I remember an ad on the TV showing a blind school and its students trying to play holi - it was so touching it brought tears to my eyes. And made me feel like a human again :)