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The Unclear Deal

Oops did I say unclear there in the title, apologies, but I meant “The Nuclear Deal” , one and the same though, nuclear or unclear. Yes, the nuclear deal is still very much unclear in the minds of many people. The word ‘nuclear’ would straightaway mean something related to wars and nuclear warfare. However, there are other aspects too to the ongoing nuclear deal fiasco. What interested (and worried of course) me more was the political pandemonium that is happening in the country. While the UPA might have been apprehensive about sharing the nuke deal text, it is no reason in any way to pull down the government. The Left is left with nothing in hand for the extremist view that they upheld against the centrist Congress party. The leftist who so very much swear by their ideologies of communist manifesto have finally joined hands with BJP who are on the other extreme of Left’s principles – communists join communalists. Had the same deal come from China, the Lefts would have given their com

Cheers Chennai...

Last week had been hectic working in Chennai, the shift timings and the enormous tasks that I had ahead in front of me. However, I did enjoy the comfort of a cosy guest house, a private cab, and some wonderful people over there. I was a little apprehensive when I left for Chennai, thinking about how things would be there, the people, the travel, the food, the weather, and the language ofcourse. “Yeh flight aagey Madurai jayegi kya” (will this flight go ahead to Madurai?) asked me a fellow passenger in the flight, to which I had replied “haan shayad” (yes, I guess), and that was the last time I used Hindi on that day and for rest of the week. As soon as I landed on the airport there, a gentle-heated-breeze flew across my face and indeed it was a warm welcome. Out on the streets, after taking a pre-paid taxi, it was fun finding out the way to the guest house, the driver couldn’t understand me and vice versa. This repeated for the whole week with all the drivers that I traveled with, us

2-day Crash Course in Attitude, Egotism, & Arrogance

To summarize the title and simply put it, just come to Pune, and deal with some shopkeepers in “the peth area” and rickshaw drivers in “out-of-the-city-limit areas” . With over 1 year already spent here in Pune, I have encountered such people every single day and I am yet to find an exception. Public transport in the city is still at its worst. While on one side it gives pride to see the IT growth and consumerism flourishing in the city, basic infrastructure necessities still stand in debatable position. The day I am not lucky enough to find a friend to go to office, I start feeling very low, depressed thinking about what vehicle will I get to go and how will I deal with the rickshaw drivers – the most shameless fellows that I have ever experienced in my life (I am talking of the ones plying between Hinjewadi and Wakad upto Pimple Saudagar etc). 100, 150, 70, 80, they quote anything for a distance of 3kms to 7 kms and you should look at the pride on their face. The rickshaw stands sho

We, The People

It has been over a year that I am taking the same route from home to office and back. Nothing has changed ever since except the face of the road that I travel on, from muddy to stony to rocky to messy to bumpy to dusty and so on, needless to mention the bottlenecks and eventual traffic jams. The road was being mended from time to time – widening, concretization, but it stopped one day only to begin again just before the onset of monsoon. There were troughs, craters, humps everything possible on that road and then there were rains too to mess it up further. I was surprised (I was beyond everything to get worried, frustrated or angry) with the planning, vision, and estimation of the body governing the road renovation – right in times of rains they took up the execution task. It doesn’t take much of logic to anticipate that it would be better to complete the work before the rains so that commuters have a hassle free ride/drive. This is just a micro example of the kind of leadership we are

Yeh Hai Youngistaan Meri Jaan!

A few days back I was watching some program on television, where youngsters of our country (college going, just out of college, and similar others) were asked some questions about ISRO. The questions were quite simple like “What is the full form of ISRO?”, “What is done at ISRO?”, “Why was ISRO in news few days ago?”, and so on. Surprisingly there was only one who knew what ISRO is all about, the rest, shamelessly, gave any weird answers that could have made ISRO founders and scientist die of shame. Much similarly, the “mobile-mall-multiplex” generation is also confused between 15th August and 26th January (aaahhh, even some of our politicians are confused about this), and does not know who is the father of our nation, and does not know our national game, and many such things required for national general knowledge. Awful! When these same youngsters are asked about Rakhi Sawant, they jump up in joy saying, “O yes, I saw that how she slapped her boyfriend and what drama she did during

Do we really treat women with equality?

Shikha called me up today, at 12.30 post midnight. She was sounding tensed. I knew that she was not happy with her marriage getting fixed with some guy. She pretended to sound normal but I could sense her worries. I asked her about the marriage preparations. She answered most of my questions with ‘hmmm’, ‘ya’, ‘ok’, ‘lets see’, and ‘don’t know’. Shikha was to get married to Arun on 20th of this month. She was obviously sad, not for the reason that she was to leave her parents but because she was going to someone with whom she was not at all comfortable, her would-be husband. He can hardly talk, she cribbed always, she meant to be able to communicate, which was among the biggest turn offs for her. She had completely surrendered to her parents will, and couldnt dare to fight back. She made fun of her would-be whenever she spoke to me, may be that was just one of the ways to rejoice and relax. I dint mind it either, I laughed with her. Every single day she had something or the other to co

Rs 80000 for a servant

“The maximum salary a government employee would get is Rs. 80000 per month” says the new 6th pay commission. It is a party time for all our government employees with salary increments announced being around 50% and more. The new 6th pay commission drafted out new salary figures for government servants and all this is going to cost our government a whopping Rs. 12500 crore – a small amount if we were to total the number of scams, frauds, and ill practices that the politicians proudly execute. However, certainly a huge amount if we were to consider the extent of development we can do to our country. Add to this the new packages will be applicable from June 2006 thus paying these fat politicians fat arrears. Well I am not against anyone deserving, getting rewarded proportionately. For e.g. considering the corporate structure, the IIM and IIT grads can very well command such salaries as their outputs are commendable and certainly contributing for some betterment. For government employees