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I have read somewhere that a child’s mind is like a blank sheet of paper. It gets molded the way her/his parents, teachers, etc. shape it. Most of us hooked to the Internet at this moment are very lucky. Our parents loved us, cared for us, provided for us. We should know better to&amp;nbsp;count our blessings, rather than crib about trivial issues.&lt;br /&gt;
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This has been my thought process all along. However, recently, I came across a news article that upset me. There was a report in the Hindustan Times (20th July, 2010, Page 13, "Re 1 per hour: Children&amp;nbsp;fuel Bt cotton boom")&amp;nbsp;about how children (approx 25,000 to 30,000) brought over from Rajasthan&amp;nbsp;were being used to pluck Bt-cotton in Banskantha and Sabarkantha(Gujarat). Gujarat&amp;nbsp;produces half of all the cotton in India.&lt;br /&gt;
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Child labor is a crime; however agricultural labour being non-hazardous children are allowed to work for up to 6 hours a day. Here&amp;nbsp;the children were reported to be totally exploited (read: made to work 12-14 hours a day) and were not even taken care of&amp;nbsp;(read:&amp;nbsp;40-50&amp;nbsp;children packed off in&amp;nbsp;a room)&amp;nbsp;– that too for meager wages (read: approx Rs.13/- per day). Health hazards are common and some children have died too. Why do the parents allow it all? There is always paucity of funds with the poor; extra income is always welcome. Parents get paid an "advance" of Rs.500/-. The children earn somewhere around Rs.1000/- for the 3 month period.&lt;br /&gt;
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After reading the entire report I was filled with anger. There was anger with the parents, anger with children who complied, anger with the "mates", anger at the landowners who hired children, anger at the government and anger at the system in general. When we have a nation of 1 billion people, do we really need to employ children at meager wages to get our jobs done? When there is rampant unemployment, technological advances, et al, why are children being targeted so?&lt;br /&gt;
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We need to remember these children are India’s future. Long after you and me will be gone, they will still be here. They will know, they will remember and they may react, or worse still pass on the tradition to their progeny. Is that what we really want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6005577456189440581?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6005577456189440581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-child-labour-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6005577456189440581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6005577456189440581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-child-labour-worth-it.html' title='Is child labour worth it?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-755860469382157839</id><published>2010-07-06T20:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:19:58.757+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lavale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opposition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bharat'/><title type='text'>What did you gain from yesterday's bandh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A nice fuzzy, warm welcome&amp;nbsp;to the monsoons who are finally almost here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here I am @SIMC (I love watching the dark clouds gather day &amp;amp; night!). We had an adventurous week with the usual dose of assignments &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;case studies. And&amp;nbsp;I am getting totally settled in&amp;nbsp;my new routine at college with assignments, exams, rainbow sightings, et al.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some one's bane can be your boon too, is what I realized this Monday. We were to have our monthly class test this Monday. So like a smart bunch of B-school students we virtually turned book worms over the weekend. The corridors of the hostels that are usually bustling with enthusiasm over weekend's arrival were eerily quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then apparently some of the prayers got answered! The test was postponed to Tuesday - reason being the Nation-wide bandh called by the opposition against the price hike. That precise moment was really a confusing one for me. I was happy the test was postponed, but not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I for one, do not believe in bandhs. They do no good what so ever. I mean, what kind of point do you prove by shutting down business, running in crores of losses, and keeping the daily wage worker hungry? Strikes or bandhs have been used for several centuries, usually by factory workers, etc. However, since 1960's bandhs have been rampantly used in the country, usually by the Opposition parties, in order to rebel against the ruling government. A case in example would be West Bengal which encounters approximately 40-50 bandhs every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, even if you enforce a bandh and ensure that all work halts, how does that help your cause any better? Like in the current instance. I believe, the Opposition thinks that government should continue to provide subsidy, despite of running potential losses of several crores. Money that can be wisely put to use elsewhere like Education or helping SME. Hence,&amp;nbsp;I don't think the Opposition is right with their current attitude. But more importantly, if the prices are rising, how will holding up a nation of 1.18 billion from going to work fix that problem? I am perplexed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can understand the concern that the Opposition might be facing with regards to an issue directly related to the "aam junta", however, furthering their own propaganda at the cost of innocent citizens can never be termed right. The real people who will be affected will be the BPL, poor and lower middle class income groups. The rest will manage by saving more or cutting costs. These people who get affected cannot, to my disbelief, want to take an unasked for holiday. That Rs.50-300 per day could mean a lot to them. The politicians in all their excitement have forgotten just that. The daily wage worker, the average taxi man, rickshaw guy, the coolie, etc. are the people most affected. By denying them a day's salary can be no justification. It's plain tyranny and harassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On top of everything, what point does destroying public property have? By deflating tyres, by burning buses, stopping trains, harassing passengers, etc. what aim does one achieve? How does the common man - the downtrodden benefit from it at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not sure what the party heads of these various organizations were thinking. But I am sure at this moment they were definitely not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yes, since bandhs never seem to bother you, so could you please enlighten me as to how did the bandh help you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-755860469382157839?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/755860469382157839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-did-you-gain-from-yesterdays-bandh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/755860469382157839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/755860469382157839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-did-you-gain-from-yesterdays-bandh.html' title='What did you gain from yesterday&apos;s bandh?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6105762414266238189</id><published>2010-06-25T08:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:16:37.874+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiran Bedi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lavale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symbiosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abdul Kalam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2020'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hostel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>A New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hellos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Greetings to all my readers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yes! I am back on the scene after a long gap of one year...But I am sure I am her to stay for good this time around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Quite a few things have changed since the last time I was here. I am now a student at Symbiosis Institute of Media &amp;amp; Communication, Lavale where I pursue MBA in Advertising. Needless to say, I am on seventh heaven at this time. Now I feel so much nearer to my dreams...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This place is out of this world, literally! A beautiful hill-top campus, complete with lush green hills on all sides, clouds so near you can touch them as they go by, world class amenities as far as residences and recreation are concerned, a well-built, spacious &amp;amp; airy academic block, etc. But most importantly, what I love is the serenity this place holds. I really think if one really wishes to learn/study - this is the place to be in. It's simply awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Of course, there are snakes, scorpions and other assorted animals for company, but given the vast spaces around me, I don't really mind them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hold your breath. Here comes the topping on the cake. In fact, it's several toppings! For a sweet tooth like me, it's like a pastry party happening here... For the common induction, we had Kiren Bedi come and speak to us! She is one of those women I really look up to, apart from  my mother, that is! Just when you thought that was a lot of inspiration, guess who did I have the privilege to listen to? Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam! The man, himself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I will never forget the first question he placed before us. He said, "WHAT DO YOU WANT TO REMEMBERED FOR?" That said a lot to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am a patriot to the core. But I felt so meek, so tiny in front of his words. I have read about his vision for India before, but hearing him speak was an experience in itself. When he speaks for India, you can sense the passion, the love, the dreams, the vision, et al.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And yes, my belief that the highest of men are the most humblest is reinforced yet again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There is so much more to tell, so much to share, so much to learn, so much to ask, so much to do. Life suddenly seems to much shorter. Maybe that explains why I am trying to fit and more and more into everyday that I live.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The opportunity has been given to me. And I want to make the most of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Until next time I leave you with this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"I can do it. We can do it. India can do it."-Dr.A.P.J. Abdul Kalam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6105762414266238189?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6105762414266238189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-life.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6105762414266238189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6105762414266238189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-life.html' title='A New Life'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1482188573855526647</id><published>2009-06-24T17:02:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:07:24.931+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parliament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaders'/><title type='text'>Women's Reservation Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome back Earthlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After a grand gap of 4 months, I am back! All I can say is I really needed a good long break, and now I feel ready to get some real work started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A lot has passed since I was last here and I am not exactly in the mood to procrastinate over what is already past. So, this is the perfect time to look towards the future or more exactly, what we are headed towards or also what is coming at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are two things that have grabbed all my attention at this time - the recently passed Education Bill, and more importantly - the pending Women's Reservation Bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Although I am extremely happy about the Education Bill and the effects that it's already begun to show, I am more concerned about the "pending" status of the Women's Reservation Bill (WRB). There is a lot of bills are are pending in either houses of Parliament, however, the sheer opposition faced by this particular bill is what makes it most enthralling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let' start at the basics. For the uninitiated, here is the lowdown on what exactly we are talking about here. The WRB was originally conceived by the Late Rajiv Gandhi and was first intro ducted in the Parliament in 1996 under I.K. Gujral. The Bill has provisions for 33.3% Woman's Reservation in Parliament and each level of legislation. It is a simple and beautiful idea. It just ensures a greater and more legible female participation in legislative and governmental circles. What can be wrong with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Point to be noted : For about 13 years now, every time the said Bill is presented in the Parliament, amongst huge uproars it has never been approved. In fact, this time around when Dr.Manmohan Singh suggested bringing the Bill back, one of the Lok Sabha members retorted by saying he would rather consume poison than let this bill pass. When we hear such strong statements being passed, one might wonder if there is actually something wrong within the Bill that is needs to be opposed so strongly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fact : The rule is applicable and existent at the Gram Panchayat level and is known to be running successfully. It has been helpful in liberating women throughout our villages. So far there seems to be nothing wrong with this bill. Nothing whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving from the bird's eye view let's now descend upon the issue in further detail. In fact let's get into some statistics. At the present, our Lok Sabha has 545 seats. We can say approximately 500 of these are currently "male dominated". Looking at these figures it is clear that these 500 would obviously have a problem they are reduced to about 363. In the event the numbers go down, Darwin's law of "Survival of the Fittest"comes in action. That would mean, the not-so-worthy-about-137-something might not make it to the LS the next time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That also means more and more women will feel comfortable to step out and take up the bastion towards a better future of India Inc. Given that the President of India, President of Congress, Speaker of Lok Sabha, and Chief Ministers of several different states are women - I am still looking for the disconnect in letting women lead the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While I am really hoping (along with Dr. Manmohan Singh and Sonia &amp;amp; Rahul Gandhi) that the Bill will finally come into action and liberate our leading ladies, I feel a certain pity for all those who oppose it's passing. These are exactly the kind of selfish people who have been pulling us down, holding us back from taking India forward. And they feel no guilt in doing that either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe the problem is more mental than constitutional. Our political netas have pulled us back long enough to have forgotten what is really right. It's now the time to right the wrongs. For most men, women are only made for the household - for such men a women leading from the front is unimaginable. It is the time they are reminded of Indira Gandhi, Margaret Thatcher, Edith Cresson, Kim Campbell, Angela Merkel, Sirimavo Bandaranaike - and these are just within the last 60-70 years. If you look back, history it is full of women leading from the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's high time our petty politicians stop their petty "reservation" politics and stop being hypocrites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is a brilliant-stroke-of-genius-idea! All institutions - governmental or otherwise should have a fixed 40% reservation for woman. No other reservations to be provided - whatsoever. Entry for men will be top 60% of the applicants. If you are good enough, you can be accepted. That way - you have a reservation &amp;amp; India gains most of it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WHAT SAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1482188573855526647?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1482188573855526647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/06/womens-reservation-bill.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1482188573855526647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1482188573855526647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/06/womens-reservation-bill.html' title='Women&apos;s Reservation Bill'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-7805251819792722631</id><published>2009-04-08T11:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:45:00.205+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BJP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Narendra Modi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>Dance of Democracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Greetings Earthlings!

&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Welcome back after a month or so of silence. But no time for niceties right now. With Elections '09 coming up in swing now, no one seems to have the time. At least not our politicians!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A lot is being said, printed, published, blogged, bannered &amp;amp; sung about this time.  I like to hear about what the "potential policians" wants to make of my country. I have personally always placed my faith in secular parties. Having said that, I must say my choice is usually restricted with a handful of parties!! But then for me, it's better to be secular and right, rather than being totally wrong &amp;amp; making a fool of myself and my country.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, coming back to politicians and their poll-promises.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It is really difficult to escape politicians at this time of the year. (How our youth have successfully managed to do so for so many years is praise-worthy!!) So, I barely scraped through an article in newspaper daily about BJP's Agenda. Have a quick look at it &amp;amp; then I shall ramble further on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;LOOK WHAT’S ON THE BJP’S AGENDA

* Rebuild Ram temple in Ayodhya
* Raise slab of Income Tax exemption for salaried class to Rs 3 lakh per annum
* For women, the limit would be Rs 3.5 lakh pa
* Income of all senior citizens by way of pension will be exempted from I-T
* Exemption from I-T for armed forces
* 'One Rank, One Pension' for armed forces
* Separate pay commission for armed forces
* Separate state of Telangana
* Strong POTA-like laws to tackle terrorism
* Waive off all current loans, provide fresh loans at 4 per cent to farmers
* Abrogate Article 370 (giving special status to J&amp;amp;K)
* 35 kg of rice or wheat per month at Rs 2 per kg for BPL families [Congress is offering rice at Rs 3 per kg]
* Protect Ram Sethu (ancient stone bridge connecting India and Sri Lanka)
* Promotion of alternative sources of energy, focus on wind and solar energy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Needless to say, it enraged me. I am still angry, but I am sure they can't care less - simply because they don't care what a tiny woman belonging to a minority community thinks or feels!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Looking at BJP's agenda reminds me of an old saying : कुत्ते की दुम को अगर सौ साल भी नल्ली में रखा जाए तो भी वो टेढी की टेढी ही रहेगी!! It means even if a dog's curly tail is kept in a straight pipe for 100 years, when released it will still continue to be curly! Even if BJP tries to portray : निडर नेता! निडर सरकार! For me this statement is a brute reminder of how brutally, shamelessly and lawlessly these "leaders" - Mr. Advani and Mr.Modi - have behaved in the past. I can never forgive or forget Mr. Advani for his behaviour, his statements &amp;amp; the consequences that followed(Babri Masjid riots). At least Mr.Advani has stayed underground for 15 long years. Mr. Modi has no sense of shame at all. It's only 2 years since the Godhra riots. Obama would be ashamed of himself if he learnt Mr.Narendra Modi is the "new Obama of India". I am sure he would commit suicide.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If Elections are the Dance of Democracy, then BJP is surely all about "Dirty Dancing". If you look carefully at their agenda, here is quick summary for you:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Build Ram Temple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Bomb Pakistan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Change civil law for all minorities(Esp Muslims!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Defend Varun Gandhi, Pragya Sadhvi &amp;amp; others&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Attack women in pubs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Ban cow slaughter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Set Kashmir on fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Rewrite Modi-and-Advani version of History books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Modi shall be Advani's heir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Senselessly copy Manmohanomics&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is apart from emptying all the government coffers by providing tax exemptions, withdrawing sixth pay commission and any and every other means by which we generate legal revenue and the country is running happily today. Anything that provides happiness to India shall be destroyed.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My question is - if the writing on the wall is so plain, how come no one is opposing it? How come people can be so insensitive to want to vote for them? I feel despite of all the logic and common sense that I possess, simple things like these shall forever choose to evade me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Can you help me understand?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-7805251819792722631?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/7805251819792722631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-of-democracy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/7805251819792722631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/7805251819792722631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-of-democracy.html' title='Dance of Democracy'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6050087439302674256</id><published>2009-04-05T08:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:10:10.989+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahul Gandhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Young Voter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The great Indian Democratic Dance is back yet again! And thankfully, only after five very eventful years.

This time around a lot of young blood is entering politics. Look at Rahul Gandhi, Varun Gandhi or Milind Deora. However, in no way does it mean that the older blood is ready to exit politics. Not just yet. Look at George Fernandes, Mulayam Singh or LK Advani for that matter.

It's true that internet has now captured a major advertising space in Indian National Election 2009. Yet the fact remains that politics does not happen at the click of a mouse. It is a lot more than just that. A lot of groups are doing their bit to spread awareness about the candidates after running a background check on them. However, the people who have voted for these goons all these years long have known it all along and have still voted for them.

However, everything said and done, I believe these are merely ways to entice the younger voter or the "Resident Indian". When you look deep enough, politics is not about the number of votes or the sheer number of followers that you have. The important thing is that the "elected policy makers" keep India in mind before everything else. It is about formulating the right policies, taking the right stand on issues.

When some of the major parties are busy enticing the young voter, the logic is obvious. The younger generation does not really or completely understand the nature and depth of politics. The older generation is usually not that hooked on to the internet, and more importantly, it has seen too much of them to vote for them anymore.

The liberal meaning of the word democracy is "Of the people, for the people, by the people". Yet, most of our existing politicans would rather only work from themselves or their so-called priciples. Most of these ideals have never looked like ideal principles for a secular India.

As a young voter, when I look at India 5 years from now, I would like to see a united, secular, stronger and forward India. Younger policians as well as younger voters are a need of the hour; however, it depends on you and me - to not just stop at logging on to wwww.jaagore.com. It means a lot more than just that. The sooner we realize that, the better for India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6050087439302674256?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6050087439302674256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-voter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6050087439302674256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6050087439302674256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/04/young-voter.html' title='Young Voter!!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-4619153663492492786</id><published>2009-02-21T18:00:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:57:57.479+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><title type='text'>Is simply getting an education being educated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings Earthlings!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;
It's the season of farewells. Before your mind gets distracted towards all the people dying of Hepatitis in Gujarat, let me assure you the farewells I talk of here are safer and more fun too. I refer to the all the kids who have just finished attending their farewell parties at school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;
When we turn 18, our Constitution allows us the right to vote. The perfect age, not so young anymore, neither too old. The golden age when everything is possible. Petty things like doubts, and low self-confidence usually crops up after we start ascending the stepping stones of life. When you are 18, you want to change the world, you want to make the world what it ought to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Most of us would agree to this panoramic view of life and it's myriad landscape. However, that is what I used to think. The events in the past few weeks and months has changed my thinking a little bit. I am forced to accept the brutal loss of innocence in kids today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;While I really understand that not all kids are alike, and where is there bad, good also exists. However, more than the existence of this negativity, its the extent of negativity in most kids that baffles me. Negativity is bound to exist in some form or the other in most of us. However, usually, it is very subdued in kids, as they are not yet fully exposed to the harshness of life. In most cases, this harshness or hardness would set in when one has to struggle to step up in life. Also, earlier, harshness or negativity in character was mostly attributed to poor children. Now, it is different. Kids from all backgrounds, races, countries, etc. have broken such bonds. Now all of them suffer at the hands of this innocence-less harshness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is my personal experience. Very recently, I while I was using public transportation, I happened to notice a bunch of noisy, rowdy kids. My initial thought was biased. But when I turned around to check who it was, it turned out they belonged to a good school. I was left agape. I narrated the incident to my mother, who is a teacher, she just commented that the condition was more or less same in most schools. It no longer matters which school you go to, most of these kids are all the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving on. Recently, there has been a spate of reports in newspapers and television about all kinds of kids getting in the news for all kinds of reasons. There are kids who are prioritizing work over studies. There are kids who kill friends for money. There are kids who molest kids younger than themselves. There are kids committing suicide for seemingly no apparent reason. There are kids who will go to Oscars tonight. And for finale, there is also a kid in UK who is already a father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't really wish to get into intimate details about any of these incidents. It's the undercurrent that bothers me the most. Before I go any further, a thought - when India was in her Golden Days, one of the things that India was widely famous for, was her Universities. Scholars and seekers of knowledge poured in from all over the world to study at Nalanda and other existent universities at that time and age.
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Apparently, between then and now, a lot has changed. Society has changed. Parents and teachers have changed. Students have changed. While I understand that change is the only constant thing, I regret some of the changes that I see in the social scenario around me. The &lt;em&gt;Guru-Shishya parampara&lt;/em&gt; for which India used to be famous, is a rare commodity now. With the rapidly declining &lt;em&gt;parampara&lt;/em&gt;, the ideal &lt;em&gt;guru&lt;/em&gt; and the ideal &lt;em&gt;shishya&lt;/em&gt; too are fast declining.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, before I you think I am procrastinating or that I am a hypocrite, pause and think. What I am talking about is the value system here. Life, society and education moves the way the society is moving. So, when you look at the bigger picture you realize, that it's not just in the education system. The sense of mutual respect that is usually expected from elders and kids is diminishing, and it's disappearing rather fast. And talking about the bigger picture, this loss can be experienced anywhere and everywhere imaginable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And no, I don't expect Harishchandras or Eklavya's. But I sure do hope that I have the right to expect decent kids who respect their elders and those around them. I expect kids to behave themselves, and not like riot mongers. I expect kids to have ingrained values that will help secure the future of my country and this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A lot more kids are getting educated than they were 20 years ago, yet the standards and morals are worse than ever before. That is what made me wonder - is education enough? If education is not enough, then what is? Where have we erred? Can we still do something to change it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The kids today are a pointer towards the future that we shall have 20 years from now. I surely do not want these blood-stained hands to rule my country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-4619153663492492786?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/4619153663492492786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-simply-getting-education-being.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/4619153663492492786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/4619153663492492786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-simply-getting-education-being.html' title='Is simply getting an education being educated?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-7152113880014217142</id><published>2009-02-14T09:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:59:42.302+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Valentine Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALENTINE
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;
शुभ
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;वैलेंटाइन
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;दिवस!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-7152113880014217142?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/7152113880014217142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/7152113880014217142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/7152113880014217142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6724745500477792872</id><published>2009-02-12T11:59:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:20:13.699+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sariska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extinct'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Tiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='count'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>Tiger Tiger Burning Bright - Who shall save thee??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings Earthlings!

I am an Indian, an Indian by the virtue of having been born here. I know my national anthem. I savour my national fruit. I believe in my national game &amp;amp; adore the national bird.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVajHb73mI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3QLovjNDrtI/s1600-h/IndianTiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302243695636766306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVajHb73mI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3QLovjNDrtI/s320/IndianTiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I cry for my national animal.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Very recently, there was a report in the Hindustan Times that said that the Panna National Park had only one tiger remaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only one.
I cried for that lonely tiger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tiger. Panthera Tigris.
Wikipedia states that the maximum number of tigers can be found in India. It's grace, it's beauty, it's agility - no wonder it's one of the most favorite animals world wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVa2nJdggI/AAAAAAAAAOw/I-Vw4KgttsQ/s1600-h/Creek%2520Crossing,%2520Bengal%2520Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVa2nJdggI/AAAAAAAAAOw/I-Vw4KgttsQ/s1600-h/Creek%2520Crossing,%2520Bengal%2520Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, this royal that we are talking about here is also an endan&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbLpXLvfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/0u4IS8fTkLM/s1600-h/Indian_Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302244391938407922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbLpXLvfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/0u4IS8fTkLM/s320/Indian_Tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gered species. In view of all this, in 1973 Smt. Indira Gandhi had started Project Tiger and had earmarked 25 locations in India where tigers were to be conserved. Thanks to that the number of Bengal Tigers had tripled to roughly 3500 tigers. However, since then, thanks to poachers, the tiger fraternity has steadily been dwindling and is estimated at approximately just about 1000 more remaining.
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 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The official website of Project Tiger : &lt;a href="http://projecttiger.nic.in/"&gt;http://projecttiger.nic.in/&lt;/a&gt; does not state the number of tigers at all. It does however provide a complete listing of the tiger reserves that we have and the areas covered under it. It just gives a basic geographical count. The tigers are somewhere missing all along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, where do all these tigers disappear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was a show on National Geographic, that showed Tibetan &amp;amp; other foreigners flaunting their tiger skins. It also mentioned tiger skin is easily sells at several thousand dollars apiece. The most royal animal, shredded away for people who do not value it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not very long back, there used to be a tiger reserve close to Delhi. Sariska. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbL9oRSQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U4s1DfoX10s/s1600-h/white-tiger-swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302244397378783490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbL9oRSQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U4s1DfoX10s/s320/white-tiger-swimming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is no longer a tiger reserve. All the tigers disappeared. Or shall we say they were poached and then sold away. Even on Project Tiger's website, the official numbers as far as poaching is concerned is meagre. Moreover, the Indian statisticians still do a tiger count using pug marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the most outdated way to count tigers worldwide. There are a variety of ways in which tigers can now be counted and tracked. Yet, things have always taken longer to change in our country. What I am scared about is by the time the government updates itself, all tigers will have been poached away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But why should we care? In the worst care scenario, we will just have to change the national animal. After all, why should an extinct animal be our national animal? There are a plethora of animals, we can always vote for the cow, dog, rat, cat or maybe elephant. This is another interesting article on this topic : &lt;a href="http://fractalenlightenment.blogspot.com/2009/01/india-to-get-new-national-animal.html"&gt;http://fractalenlightenment.blogspot.com/2009/01/india-to-get-new-national-animal.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbLZtOJmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/i1Rxj0SBFVk/s1600-h/bengal_tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302244387735873122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbLZtOJmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/i1Rxj0SBFVk/s320/bengal_tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The way I see it, the problem is that no one cares. The government does not care. Project Tiger officials do not care. We the people of India do not care. And last but not the least, the poachers could not care less. They will rake all the moolah they can. They will happily kill the last tiger they can find - just for a few bucks. And we, we have have been told to look the other way. We have so many problems of our own, who cares about the last 100 national animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will end with this thought. After reading the report when my mother put down the newspaper, she just said - That tiger must be so lonely. Just one. What must he do? If there were at least a couple of them they had a possibility of reproducing. What will a single tiger do?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbLtPqWDI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZXmlbtpDJas/s1600-h/mp_Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302244392980600882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVbLtPqWDI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZXmlbtpDJas/s320/mp_Tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6724745500477792872?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6724745500477792872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger-tiger-burning-bright-who-shall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6724745500477792872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6724745500477792872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger-tiger-burning-bright-who-shall.html' title='Tiger Tiger Burning Bright - Who shall save thee??'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SZVajHb73mI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3QLovjNDrtI/s72-c/IndianTiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-965514011747399052</id><published>2009-02-06T11:21:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:18:47.891+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahul Gandhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Narendra Modi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secular'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Who decides the future of India?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings Earthlings!

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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some more uncontrollable activities and happenings have taken place since I was last here. One very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt; thing - there seems to be so much negativity around us all, it keeps getting tougher and tougher to stay positive. Not wishing to indulge too long in the positiveness and negativeness' around me, I will just ramble on, for now.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are two most prominent issues that are raising their ugly heads even while I type this. One is the avid discussion about who is the most capable of leading India into the future (in other words, who shall be the next Prime Minister of India!). And the second and equally disturbing is the movement that is catching on like jungle fire - the plight of the Hindu. Right at this point of time, these are the issues that shall rule the roost in the next couple of months. More importantly, these are the issues that will stand as a benchmark to the world - they will tell the world who we really are. Let's ramble on.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First things first.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Campaigns are on. All parties are out promoting themselves. "I am the cleanest of them all!" - so they all proclaim. And yet. Whether it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Advani&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kalyan&lt;/span&gt; Singh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mayawati, Narendra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Modi&lt;/span&gt; or most other "political leaders" - are they any different at all? I don't think so. Not in the least. As far as India is concerned, you cannot enter politics if your hands are not dirty. In any case, your hands will definitely get dirty by the time you get there.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The two major players for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;PM-ship&lt;/span&gt; are going to be Congress and B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JP&lt;/span&gt;. Most other parties come in to complete the numbers and form &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coalition&lt;/span&gt; governments that fall more than they rise. In a beautiful consequence to the last elections (which were thankfully 5-years ago!!), Congress, with the help of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;coalition&lt;/span&gt; parties has managed to keep B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;JP&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;opposition&lt;/span&gt;. Looking back at these 5-years, I personally think, as a country, we are far ahead from where we had started. So much for the able leadership of Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Manmohan&lt;/span&gt; Singh. I know a lot of people are complaining about recession and that the Congress-led Government did not handle it correctly - I would just ask them to look at the larger global picture. While recession has already put half the world out of work, in India, it's only now that we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to feel the heat of it all. A lot of us have lost jobs and the anger and anguish is understandable. I too am out of work at this point of time. However, had it not been for an able Prime Minister, who has also been a Finance Minister and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Governor&lt;/span&gt; of Reserve Bank of India, we would have been down in the dumps by now. The situation of recession in our country is at a controllable level. It will take some time to heal, but I am sure with the right governance, we will be back on our feet soon.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sixth pay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;commission&lt;/span&gt; that was being haggled over for the past several years has finally been released. With the fifth pay commission in action, government employees were receiving far less than their private sector &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;counterparts&lt;/span&gt;. With the sixth pay commission the divide is finally filled up. Where people would quit government jobs for better pay slips, the tide is now turned.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coming back to the topic of the contenders for the Post of the future Prime Minister. Two big contenders are rising at this point. While the Congress is rooting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt; "India's Obama" Gandhi, the B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;JP&lt;/span&gt; are swearing by Narendra Learned &amp;amp; Versatile" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Modi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The present global scenario shows a consistent trend towards youth power in politics. The biggest example is the US selecting Barack Obama over McCain. The idealist and supposed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt; leaders are usually the most corrupt as well as tainted. Most of them have had the opportunity to make their mistakes and eat it too. And these leaders are going to be our allies and adversaries in the times to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Prime Minister and his allies are usually the ones who pave the way for India's future. With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Manmohan&lt;/span&gt; Singh leading the lot, we have seen our economy booming. We saw India being ushered into the powerful-8. There have been a lot of mishaps, no doubt - however, the government has steadfastly been secular all along. These are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;tumulus&lt;/span&gt; times where people and parties are creating rifts in society. If we want to move from our current position of number eight to number, India has to move together. There can be no  other way. It is a secular India that will go forward. An India that is split into a million tiny regional and religious groups will never get anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can never forget the day the terrorists attacked my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt;. Similarly, I have been unable to forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Babri Masjid &lt;/span&gt;riots. I cannot forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Godhra&lt;/span&gt; carnage. These incidents were a shocking news to me. They reminded me that I belonged to a minority community in a majorly Hindu country. I am constantly reminded that I should have no say in any matters for my country, just because Rama was a Hindu &amp;amp; Ram &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Rajya&lt;/span&gt; his dream. Even today, I know there might be a non-secular group waiting to strike out at people like me. I am sure after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Godhra&lt;/span&gt; carnage, no Muslim has ever felt safe in Gujarat. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Modi's&lt;/span&gt; assurances do nothing to assure me.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, he may have contributed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Gujarat's&lt;/span&gt; economy, but at the same time, somehow I am sure the economic progress he is talking about might be a greater proportion of lies than truth. If economy is really booming in Gujarat, how come the diamond workers were not provided any support. And mind you, the diamond workers of Surat are India's largest group.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt;, if I remember correctly, 5-years ago, B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;JP&lt;/span&gt; had run a campaign called India Shining or India Rising - something to that effect. Later on, it turned out, most of it was lies. I believe B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;JP&lt;/span&gt; might be using the old trick again. I refuse to be tricked along. L.K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Advani&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Kalyan&lt;/span&gt; Singh were known to have openly made rousing speeches during the Babri Masjid Riots. It may be more than 15 years since that episode, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; believe you cannot teach an old dog new tricks. If I cannot forget that incident after 15 years, I am sure they are also incapable of forgetting the hatred that exists within them as far as minorities are concerned.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At such times, with such people, I will always choose to go with the most secular party. The Constitution of India proudly proclaims itself to be a secular &amp;amp; democratic country. I will stand by a party that stands by the people of India, not just the people of a region, or caste, or community. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt; Gandhi may not have as much experience as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Advani&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Modi&lt;/span&gt;, but to me that just means he is still not tainted. He is young blood and the face of India's bright and shining tomorrow. I just hope he does not fall pray to the Gandhi legacy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;assassinations&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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I place my vote for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt; Gandhi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Jai&lt;/span&gt; ho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-965514011747399052?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/965514011747399052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-decides-future-of-india.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/965514011747399052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/965514011747399052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-decides-future-of-india.html' title='Who decides the future of India?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6648139635987896667</id><published>2009-01-31T08:51:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:36:07.911+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MNS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raj Thackrey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chief Justice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooligans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activists'/><title type='text'>Kasab or Raj Thackrey - what is the difference?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Greetings Earthlings!
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Good News : Barack Hussein Obama is now the President of USA. Bad News : Gaza Strip still knows no peace.
Expected News : MNS activists rampaged a 5-star hotel &amp;amp; Mumbai University. More Good News : Slumdog Millionaire and A. R. Rehman are going places and getting famous there!

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Quite a few things have been said by a lot of different people that have left me so restless - with all negative vibes. For starters, the Chief Justice of India said that since terrorists should not be allowed human rights. Moreover, he detests people who represent these terrorists. Yeah right. In that case, Mr. Chief Justice, it's high time you first made a few changes in the Constitution. It's the Constitution that allows such terrorists to live. Not the lawyers alone.
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Then, there is this whole new dimension about women going to pubs. Some mad-cap guy in Mangalore wakes up one morning and go about rampaging pubs and women. The newspapers think he is some big, long forgotten hero, decorate him on the front page will huge smiling images. It later on turned out that the mad-cap guy and his mad-cap gang meant to overthrow the government and set up their own king. Ram Rajya or something similar. Yeah right. They forgot one vital detail - India is still a democracy, &amp;amp; the largest one at that! To get things complicated, all the political parties have now joined the fray - there is a whole debate on which party should take what stand!!!

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What I don't understand is why has there been no uprising about men going to bars, getting drunk and/or beating up their wives... Why has no one ever vandalized men who drink??? I never knew Rama or Krishna drank Kingfishers, Budweiser's and Old Monks?? Or did they??

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As is expected, MNS is back to their rampaging ways again. First it was a 5-star hotel. I am still clueless as to why did they have to break glasses and destroy furniture of a 5-star hotel. Apart from that, when they were not allowed to meet the head of the University of Mumbai, they rampaged the place. The reason why they wanted to meet : Marathi should be compulsory.
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Before I proceed, a quick flashback. This is an incident that happened a few months back. While I was waiting in the immigration queue at the Tehran airport, I happened to chit chat with the guy standing in the line behind me. He was an Iranian. As the flight was from Tehran to Mumbai, I asked him why was he flying to Mumbai of all places. He said he studied at the University of Mumbai. When I gave a puzzled expression he explained that there were definitely Universities in Iran, but none were as good as Mumbai University. The standard and syllabus of Mumbai University was quite high. That, coming from a foreigner, made me feel very proud of our Mumbai University and of being a Mumbaikar.
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Return from flashback and I realize this is the same Alma Mater we are talking about here. It's such a sad thing - it takes years to build a good name and an even better reputation - but it takes only a few vandalizing MNS activists to destroy it all. I fervently hope and pray, the authorities at Mumbai University do not give in to their demands.
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The Maharashtra State Government chooses to grin away at all these illegal vandalizing activities. If the MNS ONLY indulges in illegal, illicit &amp;amp; vandalizing activities, why is the government taking so long to declare MNS to be a terrorist outfit. What purpose does their existence serve apart from breaking bones, breaking news and disrupting life for the common man? I believe none whatsoever. If MNS is allowed to continue - it just means the government really does not care who does what. Kasab or Raj Thackeray - what is the difference. I am just reminded of a board that I had seen on the walls of Wipro. It said "There is black and there is white - there is no gray". So true. The gray area that the government chooses to stand behind does not exist. If the government does nothing to curb the menace, then our governments sides with MNS.
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What options does a common man have in such circumstances? Very few.
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There is another more surprisingly aspect. Whenever there is any such activity happening, the media fraternity reaches the place and gets live coverage of the incident. But Mumbai Police always manages to reach after the incident is over and most of the miscreants have escaped. So much like a Hindi movie. Simple question - how does the media find out what the police does not? And more importantly, if and when media finds out, why do they not inform the police so that the hooligans can be stopped before damage is caused? Very clearly, to create "Breaking News" media no longer cares what it has to break down. When the media has gone to the dogs, it only deserves to be curbed. It should be restricted.
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&lt;strong&gt;To Dr. Manmohan Singh - I believe you are the ablest of Prime Minister my country has had for years. I believe in you and your policies. But is there nothing you can do to save the common hard working man of Mumbai? Please help us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6648139635987896667?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6648139635987896667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/01/greetings-earthlings-its-been-quite.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6648139635987896667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6648139635987896667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/01/greetings-earthlings-its-been-quite.html' title='Kasab or Raj Thackrey - what is the difference?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6099853644019361761</id><published>2009-01-12T09:04:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:04:38.637+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afzal Guru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death sentence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nsg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mislead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MNS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Breaking News - Kasab may not be punished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings Earthlings!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The past few weeks have been relatively calm. The calm is only relative. Complete global peace is still delusional.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Very recently, I came across a piece of information and have been feeling very disturbed since I have learnt about it. This time I hope to achieve more than ramble on about it. Though the issue is quite serious, most of us choose to take it lightly and ignore it. Let's get started right away.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The issue of the day - complete information.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scenario : Approximately 10 cold-blooded terrorists enter Mumbai city. Rampage the city's finest hotels. Kill people ruthlessly. Commandos and the likes capture Kasab alive. Judiciary comes into action and Kasab needs to be tried in court - so that he can be punished. Lawyers refuse to represent Kasab. A few dare come forward. Brainless MNS activists rampage their homes/offices/lives.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, I am sure, most of you are updated so far. More or less. Now, here is the important part. Unless we try Kasab in court and he is declared guilty he cannot be punished.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, let's go back in time. Most of us have heard about the Parliament bombings that happened some time back. In case you have not been following up on that case - let me take the liberty of providing a short brief. Some time back, a few terrorists had managed to break the high security around Parliament House and had bombed / fired at the Parliament at a very close range. After all that ensued, one terrorist was caught alive - Afzal Guru. Lawyers did not wish to represent him. He was tried in court. Here comes the twist. Although he was tried in the court and found guilty, he could not be punished. He is still alive and breathing. The death punishment, that he so rightly deserved, could not be meted out - simply because, he claims he did not get a fair trial. Even President Kalam as unable to do anything about it. And when I say this, I am aware that the President of India has the power to release a guilty on appeal or punish someone, if needed.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The reason - the Indian Constitution cannot punish someone until and unless they are proved guilty. If a person does not get a fair chance at trial, he/she cannot be proved guilty as there was no one to speak for the accused. So, no fair trial equals to no punishment.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, when Afzal Guru could not be punished, the media played it's great part in misleading us all. They told us what the newsreader thought, what the opposition said, how the ruling party reacted, what the "experts" had to say, etc. No one told us what the real reason was. All we know is Afzal Guru cannot be punished.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like in most cases, media had absolutely no idea what was happening. The misled kept misleading...in the name of TRPs.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome back to reality from the flashback.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, it's time we punish a bigger criminal/terrorist. An inhuman like Kasab deserves nothing less than death sentence. However, we need to remember there has been not many changes in the Constitution of India so far. So, if Kasab goes to trial - without a lawyer - he will never be punished. Moreover, the citizens of India will keep paying for his food, housing and security. What a shame!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, that I know about this, I hate these mindless buggers. There are two groups of people I have come to detest. One is they lawyers. I understand a common man not knowing much about the nuances of Law and the Constitution, but I refuse to understand how a whole community of lawyers feigning to know nothing about it. When they say, they do not wish to represent someone like Kasab, they turn a blind eye to what happens if they don't. On a second thought, I now believe, these lawyers are the very enemies of the nation. They should be ousted before Kasab.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Secondly, the mindless-guerrilla-power-groups-like-MNS.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Mumbai was burning and simpering, when Mumbai was looking for help and brotherhood, groups like MNS chose to go underground. In hiding. I know why. They are the original terrorists of Mumbai. Apart from trying to drive people away and turning a cosmopolitan city to a trash can, what productive or helpful thing have they ever done? None that I can think of. If they really cared even 1% about the city, they would have been out there - helping people. But from what I understand about them - they will not help with the Taj and Oberoi- just because these places are typically have more foreigners than Marathi Manoos. No Marathi Manoos no help. As far as CST is concerned, I can bet their next argument will be that these places too do not have many Marathi Manoos. So, typically, if you have not attacked Shivaji Park or some place like that - the MNS will not help.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When they go attacking lawyers, they men/women have absolutely no clue as to what they are doing. They refuse to acknowledge things like - Law &amp;amp; Order, Constitution, Rights of Citizens, Duties of Citizens, etc. They are a Law unto themselves.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last but not the least, I feel unadulterated anger towards the media. Media in this country cannot be trusted anymore. All they care about is TRPs, sponsors, money, sales. The real news is now elusive.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I now know, the real terrorists are the citizens of my own country. The lawyers, MNS activists, media. The Police, commandos, army and NSG will save us from the external terrorists. Who will save us from the terrorists within?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6099853644019361761?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6099853644019361761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/01/breaking-news-kasab-may-not-be-punished.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6099853644019361761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6099853644019361761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2009/01/breaking-news-kasab-may-not-be-punished.html' title='Breaking News - Kasab may not be punished!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1791734882403480839</id><published>2008-12-23T14:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:47:31.774+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>War With Pakistan....Is it worth it?</title><content type='html'>Napoleon said "Men are moved by two levers only : fear and self interest."

When Mr.Bush attacked Iraq we know there was no fear in that, only self-interest. That kind of self-interest is called Saddam-Hussain-is-sitting-on-millions-of-dollars-worth-of-oil.But then, why get into a worthless discussion of how Mr.Bush is highly selfish.
India is angry. Angry because we have been attacked. The carnage is the worth ever in the history of humanity, or so they say.

We caught a Pakistani terrorist, Kasab, alive. Since the terrorist is Pakistani, politicos in India and abroad want Pakistan to come clean off its terrorists this time. Pakistan, as usual is shrugging it off saying there are as many terrorist attacks happening in Pakistan as elsewhere in the world. Condemnation of the terrorist attacks is slowly fading and people moving back to their routines again.

This is where the angry India steps in. We don't want the world only condemning Pakistan. We want something concrete. Since its our "internal" matter we will take care of it ourself - a similar statement was issued by Mr.Pranav Mukherjee yesterday.
What does Mr.Mukherjee plan to do? I presume military action is strongly on his mind. Global pressurizing is obviously not working. And, miliary action would be directly imply war with Pakistan.

War with Pakistan.
The very first need of war is money. Money for arms. Money to pay your men. And money for a lot of other things as well - like sustaining a positive economy.Anger is a good thing - in a way. It helps take our minds off more important things. While we have been busy getting angry at Pakistan, most of us have almost forgotten the global recession. We have very nearly forgotten that people all over the world are getting pink slips. However (and so far!) the Indian economy is doing really well for itself. If we go to war, our economy will no longer remain stable. Prices of commodities with go way over the top. The GDP that we have been able to stablilize at, will shoot off the roof. A war will pull us down as a nation - economically.
However, for all of those who think, this kind of war is necessary to upkeep our "national honour". Think again. If we go for this war, what is going to be the difference between Mr.Bush and us. None whatsoever.Now, temperorily let's forget about the local implications and assume we go to war with Pakistan. We attack their borders, bomb their cities, towns and villages. They retreat and admit defeat. Then what?We will have defeated Pakistan. The Mumbai Carnage is now avenged. And we will also have added to our liablilities. Pakistan is a liability. Nothing less, nothing more.

At this moment, I will not divulge into how they are liabilites.But more importantly, do we want this liability in such times? I don't think so.

As an answer to that, I quote Napoleon again, "Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1791734882403480839?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1791734882403480839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/war-with-pakistanis-it-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1791734882403480839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1791734882403480839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/war-with-pakistanis-it-worth-it.html' title='War With Pakistan....Is it worth it?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-5139887367580490465</id><published>2008-12-18T13:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:10:58.104+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saddam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boot'/><title type='text'>The Deserving Boot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The boot.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's super famous right now. Most of us would love to be that shoe right now. For the fame or for the "bulls eye". Whichever.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The way I see the world, its totally deserving. The boot is finally in the place that it has worked hard to deserve. I was told once...first deserve, then desire, and then demand. So true, the boot was really deserving. It has met its heart's desire. It has finally commanded all the attention it could have ever wanted.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For clarification sake, the "boot" of the matter is the pair of shoes that were flung at the American &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prez&lt;/span&gt; Mr. Bush last week. The video is famous, and so many "shoe flinging" games have already been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;devised&lt;/span&gt; all over the world, most people still can't stop laughing over it(that includes me!).&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mostly, I am amazed.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr. Bush had the audacity to walk into the very land he has almost destroyed and turned to ruins. I have never know him to have guts at all. To first destroy a country using bombs, plastering American soldiers all over Iraq, and then walking down there as if he were taking an evening stroll - he has guts. I think what he really lacks is something somewhere up there.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There have been dictators all through the history of our planet. This is the first foolish dictator I know of. I call him a dictator only because he can randomly order his men to go destroy any part of the world that he fancies. Only dictators do that. Men and women - who have brains - do not bombard entire countries looking for one man. Its plain and simple. Just because he was told he is the commander-in-chief of USA, he ass-u-me-d he-was-the-king-of-the-world.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think he will be thankful he is going back from Iraq - alive. He is the worst choice that American have ever imposed on the world. Moreover, they repeated their mistake by electing him for a second term!! No wonder Americans are fast becoming the most hated breed on the planet. I think all an average American know is how to sue, how to blame other people and to teach their children how to kill. How many pro-active Americans do we hear of? How many have any helping hands? Hardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't wait for the Obama Era to begin. He is a saint, literally. Definitely not a mindless devil that can't do anything but kill other people.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;..................&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The boot.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr. Bush got what he deserved. He tried to boot the world and has gotten "booted" for cameras all over the globe to see. Come to think of that .... the two boots were for the two countries. The two boots were for the twin tower. The two boots were for the terms in office he has held. The two boots were to make sure he is really booted out this time.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was only one disgusting thing - even after being booted - he was still smiling.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For all those who think I am over exaggerating, maybe someone should randomly drop bombs in and around your homes looking for a certain Mr. Saddam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hussein&lt;/span&gt; or a certain Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; bin Laden. Imagine a foreign &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tyrant&lt;/span&gt; sitting comfortably in his home, and blasting your homes, your dreams, the people you have known, blasting your industries, blasting your country - everything to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;smithereens&lt;/span&gt;. How come he has never so much as dropped a bomb anywhere in America? I am sure it's not a vice free country! &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's never about one country or one person. It's always about preserving the humanity in us. How many more blood thirsty giants will such episodes have created? Who is responsible for them? Who is answerable to them? &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gandhiji&lt;/span&gt; said : An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind. Are we really blind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-5139887367580490465?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/5139887367580490465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/deserving-boot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/5139887367580490465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/5139887367580490465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/deserving-boot.html' title='The Deserving Boot'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1031103450224284927</id><published>2008-12-04T17:42:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:59:46.001+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PIL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maharashtra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gateway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neta'/><title type='text'>Changing one minister for another...what difference does it make?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings!
Last night I was at the Gateway of India.I had approached gateway from the Radio Club end. Big crowds. Lots of banners. People shouting slogans. Singing our National Anthem. Celebrities. Bouncers protecting the celebrities. TV crews filming. Lots of people with cameras. Candles being lit. Police cordoning off the restricted area. Sniffer dogs. Few wannabies on dias. Some walking with candles. Traffic jam on the Colaba Causeway.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I couldn't help but shed tears.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today's newspaper headlines : Vilasrao goes, Shinde in.I am still flipping the coin over who is the bigger baffoon. Verdict : Can't say. No, this is not about who is the better man, the better politician, which party they come from, who are they allied with. None of this at all. Think about it and you realize they are all the same. Very few differences. Hardly any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
A CM is FOR the state - responsible for the state. I am not sure how the Constitution of India defines the responsibilities of a CM, but I surely think he should be aware of what is happening within and outside the state; as well as about India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
So, when terrorists attack Mumbai (or any other place in, say, Maharashtra) who should we blame? Who is the one person responsible? Who can we hold accountable? So, far we have no prospects or provisions for a Rudi Giuliani. Most people (especially, the politicians &amp;amp; opposition) think that the CM should resign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
I ask why.Did we really expect him to step up and take the bullets face on? Did we really expect even one of our honourable ministers to have done that? Did we really expect that when we exchange one politician for another it will be any different? Do we think that under any other CM things would have been any different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
I don't think so.If he does not make any difference so far, why do we think by replacing one minister for another will better the situation here? Replacing ministers is plain and simple - politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
All of our ministers, in fact, any one linked to politics, and those who can afford it, do not move around without security of some or the other kind. Those who are exclusively &amp;amp; constantly being protected by someone else can never understand how Mumbai has changed in the last one week. Those who cannot afford protection have already moved into the daily grind. These people know better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some are fighting with the government for better security. Some are filing PILs against the government. A few people have now been dismissed. How does that make us any more safer or secure? Most of the people who walk on the street know the answer. I am not the one who likes being pessimistic. I have always believed we can be good, if we want to be. We always have a choice. But most of us always pick the easier way out. That easily explains why after 60 years of Gandhi corruption is still so rampant in our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coming back to main question. When all this hoopla ends, when the PILs are being fought over, after the ministers have been exchanged, how much do we really expect the position to change. A lot of us are blaming the politicians for what has happened. But, I still feel, we are not really hitting bulls eye by doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we exchange one minister for another, one bureacrat for another nothing much actually changes. After a little bit of firework, most of them go back to filling their own coffers. If we are really looking at better governance, then it should be down to president's rule in the state by now. For that matter - most of the country should be under martial law right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now that Mumbai is ravaged, people are crying. India has been under attack for years now - all through our independence. Netagiri and babuism have survived so far. The faces keep changing, but the method the same. Replacing one face for another is not the solution. What is really needed is a change in the system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know a lot of people will say it is young blood that is talking. But then, such is the need of the hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1031103450224284927?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1031103450224284927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-one-minister-for-anotherwhat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1031103450224284927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1031103450224284927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-one-minister-for-anotherwhat.html' title='Changing one minister for another...what difference does it make?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1387511063197834011</id><published>2008-12-01T19:52:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:56:09.090+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mohallah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='committees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Mohallah Committees - An Answer???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time to stop staring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time to not let go anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time to stop shrugging our shoulders helplessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mumbai has never been limited to it's Mumbaikars. We have always been a cosmopolitan culture. We blend onto those around us and they blend into us. For a very long time now this fusion and diffusion has created this beautiful and exquisite kaleidoscope that is a part of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This 26/11 has changed more than a few things. It is said that destruction of such epic proportions has never been encountered elsewhere in the world. This scar on Mumbai's face shall remain with us forever. But, I believe, like all great men who have walked this planet, such scars have always made them more humane, more powerful, more unbreakable. I am sure this is true of Mumbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Terrorists will come and go. Mumbai is forever. Terrorists surprisingly look like human beings. Really, if they had, may be horns on their heads, they would be so much easier to spot and isolate. But unfortunately they don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, that we have been hurt, let's not shrug our shoulders and wait for the next one to strike. It's time to take things in our own hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are two important things that go into prevent such catastrophes' - firstly, its our government and security agencies,  and secondly and most importantly - ourselves. Even more importantly, both of these can be controlled by us. There is a lot we can do, if we really want to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As far as the government is concerned, the answer is painstakingly simple - use your rights. VOTE. We have the power to ensure who gets control over our security agencies. We have the power to vote for no one. All we lack is the willingness to get up and vote. Most of us feel - what difference does one vote make - it makes a difference. It makes a big difference. It is difference of life and death. Even at the risk of sounding cliche, I must say this - a lot of drops make the ocean. With approximately 40% of the population not voting, what bigger example can one give. If you are wondering about the how-to of elections, it's time to visit &lt;a href="http://www.jaagore.com/"&gt;www.jaagore.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving to the second most important thing that we can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's called self-empowerment. You cannot always control what the government does, what the army, navy and other security agencies are doing, what the terrorists do, what other countries are planning. However, we can control what is happening around us. We have to keep our eyes and ears open. We have to stay alert. We need to keep a tab on what is happening in our surroundings. We need to stop saying, "Why should I bother?" &amp;amp; "It has always happened this way. Why should I ask?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Technically, a lot of things can be done. I can leave that to your thoughtfulness and creativity. However I would just like to put forth an example. After the '92 riots, one very important initiative that Mumbai Police had taken to ensure peace in the city was that of "Mohallah Committees". A lot of people may remember what it used to be, many of you may have been active members of such local committees. However, for those you are not sure what it was - here it goes. A mohallah ommittee was constituted of a few prominent people living in building or vicinity. The people in committee were usually those who knew the people living in the building, colony or society or regularly interacted with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The purpose here was to create local vigilance groups. Any unusual or suspicious activities could be reported to the members who could look into it. Serious issues could be easily forwarded to the police. This is doubly effective. One the police is actually looking at authentic complains and suspicions. Also, unnecessary rumors can be nipped in the bud. The members can hold monthly or weekly meetings in their respective areas as a method of face-to-face interaction for those who fall in the area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If we really think about it, such a method is highly effective. Self awareness and self-security aside being a part of such activities will also give us a sense of fulfillment and contributing back to the society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since ancient times, we Indians have always have had local self governance. In today's times, we need to take steps to secure our own safety. We cannot endlessly wait for the government to come down and do something for us. It's time to take our own security in our hands. It's time to stand up and do our duties. The rights will follow automatically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What else do you think we could do??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1387511063197834011?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1387511063197834011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/mohallah-committees-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1387511063197834011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1387511063197834011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/12/mohallah-committees-answer.html' title='Mohallah Committees - An Answer???'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-7520867817817692853</id><published>2008-11-29T18:47:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:23:55.770+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maya dolas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fragile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>Life of a Feline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome!

It's the saddest of all times.
Maya Dolas passed away today morning.
I am still mourning her death.

She came into our lives as a surprise. Or more like shock. We should have known. In fact, we should have expected it. It was bound to happen. There is no real immunity from such things. Moments like these appear from nowhere and leave your hearts and minds touched forever.

There was something about her eyes. They were ablaze with fire. The kind of eyes you cannot help but stare into, yet they are so powerful they cannot be stared into for long. They don't ask questions. They just force you to look within yourself. They force you to look at the world from their viewpoint. That is why I named her Maya....the eternal enchanter.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later the kitten ventured out into the big wide world. The world allured her. She roamed like a tigress on the prowl. She walked like a royal. Nope. She was not exactly hunting. She was just taking in her new surroundings. The kids loved her. They fed her and played with her. At least that is what most of them did. A few vicious ones pelted stones at her, tied a string around her neck and tried to drag her around the place. The dogs attacked her. At night she stayed out alone. Keeping warm within her own fur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next day she was rediscovered by the kids. The next day she was brought back home. But now she limped from where the dogs had bit her. But the fragile body had a very strong spirit within her. She did not lay still. She kept dragging herself all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But the eyes revealed the pain withheld in her soul. But amidst the pain the strong, resolute spirit could not be broken. I will never forget those eyes. She knew she was going to die. Her spirit will live for eternity beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The night passed. As the early morning sun touched the city of Mumbai she whimpered, sighed and then passed away with the passing night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will never forget the day she came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The night was a night of terror for the city of Mumbai. And with the evil shadows had passed by Mumbai ... so had Maya Dolas. The memory will remain etched within me forever. Of light and of shadow. Of days and of nights. The memory shall not be allowed to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The stray cat that my brother brought home that day. I called her Maya Dolas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-7520867817817692853?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/7520867817817692853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-of-feline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/7520867817817692853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/7520867817817692853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-of-feline.html' title='Life of a Feline'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-5031807516619429537</id><published>2008-11-22T09:35:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:23:25.334+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='probability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><title type='text'>Battlefield Mind!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Greetings Blog Reader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not much seems to have changed in my life since the last time I was here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Barrack Obama is Officially allowed to enter the Oval Office as President. That is the good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Indian economy is also swaying with the World Economic Crisis; however, if I am allowed to opine, I personally think Indian Economy is more or less in the hands of Dr. Singh. That is the expected thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-My life is at a standstill. That is the bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, while I am supposed to be collecting moss right now, I am not exactly convinced that is the best thing to do. I mean, who could I possibly sell moss to!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the last few days my mind is glorious battlefield of dual. I am not sure any of the sides is going to win at all - it's just that the thought itself is so...well, itchy. I keep going back to it...again...and again...and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of us, at some point of time or the other - expect. We expect things to happen. We expect it to rain. We expect to pass the exam. We expect the train to come on time. We expect to not get stuck in the traffic. We expect to reach office on time. We expect our friends to spend more time with us. We expect our family to support us. We expect to finish that book this weekend. We expect the good samaritian to appear out of nowhere and help us out. We expect friendship. We expect love. We expect respect. We expect applause. We expect rewards. We expect world peace. We expect...expect...and expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The list is endless. From the most trifle everyday things to the big chunks of our lives we expect things to happen. More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt;, some of us even expect feelings from others - family, friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;, etc. All the same time that we are expecting (pun unintended!), we do know that the given &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;expectation&lt;/span&gt; may or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;may not&lt;/span&gt; come true. Still, when the expectation does not come true we feel hurt, cheated. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's say, we are expecting the train to be on time. Now, while we are expecting, we are mentally aware the train MAY OR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MAY NOT&lt;/span&gt; appear on time. If the train does appear on time, we are elated. We go through the I-told-you-so-symptom. However, when the train is late by say x minutes, then we feel somewhat angry, irritated. Also, higher the value of x, higher the irritation &amp;amp; anger. In other words, we can say expectation is probability. In most cases a 50-50% chance something is going to happen. If we know by default then why the irritation when the thing fails our expectation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess it's more to do with human nature than the laws of probability or proportion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whenever we "expect" something to happen, we are "wishing" that thing to happen. Technically, by the rules of probability it's still a 50-50% deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, wishing is very different from expecting. Expecting is a hard-hearted word. It does not have the softness that wishing does. Expecting does not tug at the strings of your heart the way wishing does. Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When you think of the word "wish", what comes to your mind? I can't comment on what picture your mind might have drawn for you, but I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; tell about mine. Wish, for me, is somewhere in dream land...where the "fairy godmother" will grant whatever i have wished for. Voila! Just because i wished it is true. Wish has a heart rendering softness to it - because, wish comes from the depths of your heart. When you expect, it usually comes from some kind of experience - it has something to do with the mind. But, when you wish, it's usually from the bottom of your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All practical people in this world - expect(in the calculated way, of course!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dreamers wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; wise know, understand and appreciate the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And yes, in case you wanted to know - morons like me - wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Which kind are you???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-5031807516619429537?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/5031807516619429537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/11/battlefield-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/5031807516619429537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/5031807516619429537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/11/battlefield-mind.html' title='Battlefield Mind!!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6495813141844378116</id><published>2008-11-06T00:11:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:51:06.213+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spectator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MNS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ransom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ancient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbaikar'/><title type='text'>Mee Mumbaikar...Silent Spectators!!</title><content type='html'>Warmest season's greetings!!

I have been away. Busy. Too busy to look at myself carefully. No no no... not busy as in the socialite types or anything like that..... Before you call me a hypocrite, give me a chance to justify myself.

I have been a silent spectator...all this while. Now I am not talking about a week, a month or a year. I am taking into leverage the entire duration of my life. More importantly, i realize i am not alone.

It seems like a sad, lonely thing to do. To do nothing but stare. To just watch what is happening without ever raising a finger or moving a limb to change a thing. Surprisingly, that is what most of us actually do.

Take for example the recent uprising by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MNS&lt;/span&gt; activists.
There is no point discussing how those brainwashed individuals held a whole bustling city to ransom - they already have had more than their fair share of media frenzy. How a bunch of brainwashed idiots &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; make mockery of the democracy that we boast of. Those people whose businesses were affected, shops looted, damaged, destroyed or burnt down can do nothing but look at the heavens above and try to pick up the strands of life all over again. Whereas, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perpetrators&lt;/span&gt; of such evil thoughts still roams freely in his A/C car... Arrests are usually not made in such cases because it is the mob that attacks. Even when arrests are made, most of them usually get out on bail very easily. Sometimes one wonders why the police needs to intervene if all they do is capture and then let them go.

Enough said about the people who are trying to drive us back into the stone age.
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt;, says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;, has a population around about nineteen million, a total potpourri of cultures, religions and trades. Also, the city has been inhabited since the stone age. (Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mumbai"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mumbai&lt;/a&gt;). When the rains poured over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mumbaikars&lt;/span&gt; stood by each other, bringing strangers into our home. Many stood on the roads and provided food, water or if nothing else showed them the way home. That is the Spirit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; - undying. Anyone who dreams of being a someone is drawn to this city. There is something about the very air of this city, it makes you want to dream. And if you already have a dream it fans that spark within you, till the little amber turns to a full fledged roaring blazing fire inside.

To try and differentiate people in a city like this is injustice. Its blasphemy.
Still, however unjust the happenings in the city, most of us remained silent; watching from behind the curtains of our homes. Some of us speak now, albeit still not very openly.

That is when i self-introspect. I too remained silent. I think we have remained silent too long. I think we need to speak up. Speaking up does not always kill. Look at the US, when the people turned up to vote in the largest number - democracy (&amp;amp; hopefully even peace) shall prevail at the hands of Barrack Obama.

Somehow, the city seems to have gone into a slumber.

I am currently reading "Discovery of India" by Pt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jawaharlal&lt;/span&gt; Nehru. Its a beautiful book, written in a beautiful language, about a culture, a country that is even more beautiful. One of the things I learnt from whatever I have read so far is all the while when India was openhearted accepting people of all &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;faiths&lt;/span&gt; and cultures, exchanging knowledge, spreading knowledge - India was at that time the most famous in the world and was know as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Chidiya&lt;/span&gt;". However, when she tried to close her fist, tried to not let people come in and affect her "culture" she started stagnating. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;openness&lt;/span&gt; of the heart and mind which had led her to her glory - whence the fist was closed - was slowly and steadily lost....

I believe that is true even today. Any one who is highly learned can tell you this, to learn, to grow, to reach the pinnacle of your success you will need to keep your mind and your hearts open to all... for a closed fist can never capture enough...........

In the end all that I can say is.... while my city, my country is being held to ransom...at the present moment...i just stand like a silent spectator. However, I am sure this immobility shall not last for long....and when the moment comes...i shall not be found looking for reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6495813141844378116?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6495813141844378116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/11/mee-mumbaikar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6495813141844378116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6495813141844378116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/11/mee-mumbaikar.html' title='Mee Mumbaikar...Silent Spectators!!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1008208331461087327</id><published>2008-10-14T15:53:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:39:27.543+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curfew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscreant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbaites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='igatpuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burhanpur'/><title type='text'>No time to stop and stare for a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR3nsgoZHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d0HzJxXGntg/s1600-h/burhanpur+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256958188894839922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR3nsgoZHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d0HzJxXGntg/s320/burhanpur+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Greetings!!&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;A very warm season's greetings to one and all....!! &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;It's truely time for festivities...at least for some of us...&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Since Eid I have been doing a little bit traveling....here and there...&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Ramazaan having gone with no time for self....I needed a much wanted break. And as far as I am concerned...any reason to travel anywhere is good enough!&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;So, immediately after Eid I left for Surat. Spent a good four days there. Not that I traveled the city by foot or went around the whole place. It's always the people that I find most intruiging. The people of the place define what the place is like. Otherwise, mostly everything is Antarctica....all the same...over and over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR9FV8OIvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/A1icgnCUGzc/s1600-h/burhanpur+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256964195790758642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="272" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR9FV8OIvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/A1icgnCUGzc/s320/burhanpur+122.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;From there I returned back home for a day's respite to move to Burhanpur. Now, for those who have never heard of the place - Burhanpur is a small town/village located on the border of Maharashtra and Madhya Pradesh. It's not very huge. I don't recall having seen any buildings that went beyond a third floor.... But it's bigger than a village would be...so, I call it a town. It has a lot of religious and a strong historical background. Well, if you are wondering what I was doing there... there in Burhanpur, is one very sacred &lt;em&gt;ziyarat&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Hakimuddin Moula&lt;/em&gt;...who is highly revered by Dawoodi Bohras as also by people of other faiths. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;Now, on our second day there we were told there is curfew going on. That took us by surprize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then we discovered there were riots that have been happening around Dhulia (Maharashtra) since Eid. Now, since it had started spreading and there had been certain incidents that had happened in Burhanpur that morning. That had lead to the ensuing curfew. So, we were restricted within the premises.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, the next day we were to return back to Mumbai. Since the Dargah-e-Hakimi had special priviledges we had no difficulty getting back to the station. But it was while we were in the train that really made me think and re-think.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR9FPgIhUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A9szKIkFuSI/s1600-h/burhanpur+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256964194062337346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="246" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR9FPgIhUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A9szKIkFuSI/s320/burhanpur+086.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Boarding the train we realized that half the train was empty. Most people who had reservations did not turn up. Still, it was not empty....just that under normal circumstances, that particular stretch is over-crowded. Those who travel by the Kalyan-Igatpuri-Nasik-Bhusaval route know what its like. Usually it's full of life and people. However, I believe because of the riots or similar reasons, most people were holed up. Take for example Nasik. Very popular. For residential and business reasons alike. When the train hit Nasik around 7.30 in the evening, you could not find a soul on the platform!! A similar scenerio ensued on Igatpuri, Bhusaval, etc. Even as a child I could tell Igatpuri by its commotion and sweet aroma of various types of food. This time around it was dark and empty. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;However, when we got off at Thane, life looked usually. At 10 in the night, there were people scurrying in all directions to get to their desired destinations. My best guess is that no one had heard anything about a curfew or riots on some other parts of the state or country.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's things like these that make me stop and think.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We Mumbaites are at times so full of ourselves and our miniature lives that we don't ever bother looking over our shoulder. The incidents happening were just a few hours away from us. So close. Yet we somehow just choose to always look the other way...as if nothing is happening...or has ever happened.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that Mumbai is the city for the dreams. Everyone here is on a mission. I know life moves so fast here that at times its easy to even forget why we started running in the first place.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe instead of a Mumbai Marathon, its time Mumbai city could take break... It could take the time to stop and stare....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But then maybe Mumbai would not remain what it is now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The question remains - can Mumbai have a heart that beats for others without loosing its true spirit??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1008208331461087327?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1008208331461087327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-time-to-stop-and-stare-for-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1008208331461087327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1008208331461087327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-time-to-stop-and-stare-for-while.html' title='No time to stop and stare for a while...'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/SPR3nsgoZHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/d0HzJxXGntg/s72-c/burhanpur+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1503000487579658710</id><published>2008-09-24T16:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:36:46.826+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Speak For Yourself</title><content type='html'>Greetings Earthling!

Ramazaan has kept me really busy this year. Now, that it is going to come to a close very soon, life is getting even more hectic by the day. However, since blogging is one thing I definitely like to do, here I am today.

So, getting on with my most recent ramblings.
A few days ago, a friend of mine asked me if I was turning into a "hard-core". Since then it has persisted as the proverbial itch that needs scratching.

Let's analyse this.
According to the Little Oxford English Dictionary, the word hard core is the most committed or uncompromising members of a group. That is the lexicographical meaning. In our daily lives the word is associated with the most extreme, the most manly, the kind that pushes to the limit. In short, an extremist would be a type of hard core.

Now, for those who know me in-person, usually know me a the very happy-go-lucky, the fun type of person. Some know who knows what to do when and how much. I am not saying i am perfect - not in the least - i just believe in doing what I think is right. And the path to righteousness never hurts anyone else in its wake.

So, this question took me completely by surprise. In fact, I kind-of tumbled over it. I have questioned myself several times over since - especially with all the bombs blasting all over the country. Moreso, because for those who do not understand Islam, every believer is a hardcore.

This has also led to a lot of introspection - within myself and the Islamic world in today's time. Islam. A religion that says Allah is one and the all powerful. All humans are equal. Meccah is the house of Allah. Mohammed is His Prophet. Quran is the holiest book of Islam. This is the truth.

Beyond this, I feel is a lot of speculation. In recent times, terrorist activities have increases manifold all over the world. A lot of these terrorists proclaim that they are Muslims. However,I feel, most of them have never understood Islam. Or Jihad. Or even themselves and their surroundings for that matter. These seem to be highly disillusioned and brainwashed people. Most of them are very young - not very worldly wise either.

Now, because of these people or these terrorist, shall we say, a lot of other simple and innocent men and women all across the globe have unwanted gained the title of being hardcores. To the point, that in today's time, if you are a Muslim and a beliver and diligently follow your traditions and religion, you are automatically labelled a hard core.

And this could not be farther from the truth. Islam teaches you humbleness. It teaches you brotherhood. It teaches you tolerance. It teaches you community living. As much as I have looked into the teachings of Islam, I have learnt that it is the most beautiful religion ever. Simply because it shows you how to live like a human. And, how to live and let live.

I am a believer. But, I refuse to be labelled as a hard core. I believe in my values. I believe in my traditions. I believe in my Prophet. I believe in my religion. I believe in Allah.

I believe. Therefore, I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1503000487579658710?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1503000487579658710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/09/speak-for-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1503000487579658710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1503000487579658710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/09/speak-for-yourself.html' title='Speak For Yourself'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-8339356574400735264</id><published>2008-08-28T18:56:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:34:06.763+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karbala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='companions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><title type='text'>Welcome back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Greetings Earthlings&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I know its been more than a month since I was last here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am back.....to pick up left off ties...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So, here we start our restless ramblings again.... Before we begin let me just quickly recount some recent activities. A few more ramblings, per say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I think was here last around the time that Akbar masaji had passed away. Since then, I have quit my job as a Jr.Copywriter at Webchutney. And a couple of days after that I flew off to Karbala and Najaf to do ziyarat of Imam Hussain (A.S.) and Moulana Ali (A.S.). After the 14-day trip to Iran-Iraq, I returned on 5th August. Between then and now there is nothing very note-worthy has happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;For today, I believe i will stick to decribing the events and the cultures that I crossed in these times. There is a lot to say. So many words that hit your mind. So many vistas that open up in all directions, exploring new horizons. I believe i could keep going on and on. Time travel never stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In the duration that I have been away, I had the opportunity to visit Iran and Iraq. Iraq, for all obvious &amp;amp; spiritual reasons, unofficially. Your true journey actually begins when you step out at the airport, your bags packed. The moment you have bid a good bye to your loved ones and step take the first step towards your destination, your journey truely begins only then. The times that we live in today, traveling by sea is no longer a necessity, its luxury. And flying is cheaper and faster. So, we flew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Any journey is mostly also considered successful if your co-travellers help you do so. No journey is ever singular. I had a lot of companions who were masters in the art of life. Per say, I had a lot of aged people as companions, and a few youngers. I was the only single female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Iran is neat and clean. Nevertheless, what is truely missing is the life of any country. The people. Iran is an Islamic Republic. One of the biggest implication is in way the women are treated here. All women in Iran will usually wear a jacket and a scarf. Very trendy dressing. Girls usually sport sexy heels and fancy hair dos. The monetary power shows well. The economy is good. However, all of this is only for the bigger cities and towns. For the rest of Iran is purely mountains. You will long to see a tree in sight. All you really see on the mountains is spiked shrubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So much for Tehran and rest of Iran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When you cross over into Iraq things change. Drastically. There are few pakka roads. Most are so dusty and the heat is good enough to kill. However, you will see one major differentiation between Iran and Iraq. Iran is very dry in terms of vegetations; whereas, Iraq has plenty of trees. Most are date palms. But you do encounter a lot of oasises. It's definitely more greener. However, the women in Iraq wear a hijab that only shows their face and hands - your hair should not show in any circumstance. Apart from these fundamentals, Iraq is poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Moving beyond the enviromental and cultural aspects of these countries, we come to Karbala. The peace one experiences here cannot be exchanged for any valuables in life. I sure am glad I was able to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I think i am a little tired for now. There are too many memories. Memories of sitting for hours together in Haram Shareef. Memories of Taha, Murtaza and Hozefa. Time spent with Nafisa Aunty and Aliakbar Uncle. Time spent with Durraiya Aunty. The trip of 14-days. The memories have been hard-coded in brain for as long as I shall live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;More later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-8339356574400735264?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/8339356574400735264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/8339356574400735264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/8339356574400735264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back...'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-4145900316556774909</id><published>2008-07-09T21:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:12:59.189+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wobbling Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Greetings Earthlings...
It was a day where you are grinded to such an extent that life extracts all juices out of you!!
Completely grilling &amp;amp; gruelling...

Not so much directly... it's the little things that bother the most...
The one joking-said-unfair word, the one-small-sentence-turned-into-an-argument, etc. and so on and so forth!

I guess this is not the real mood to be able to clearly or thoughfully express oneself...
I shall return when I feel better again....
Till then, I return to  my shell of depression &amp;amp; gloom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-4145900316556774909?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/4145900316556774909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/wobbling-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/4145900316556774909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/4145900316556774909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/wobbling-wednesday.html' title='Wobbling Wednesday!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1084329209820104738</id><published>2008-07-08T16:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:16:42.152+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doing'/><title type='text'>Right time?</title><content type='html'>Good day Earthlings!

So, when do we know it's the right time?

Now, this question is not necessarily aimed at anything in particular. Just that we usually hold the belief that the Maker sets his time for everything that is supposed to happen, and when the time is right, it shall surely happen. Not even if you willed you could stop it from happening any more.

So, if the Maker obviously knows when it's timed... when do simple mortals know it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truely&lt;/span&gt; the right time?

Someone, I have this feeling that life treats us all differently. What I mean by this is some people seem to go from goal to goal strife-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lessly&lt;/span&gt;. Others (like me, for instance!) take several stops on the way to finally reach somewhere; and that does not necessarily have to be where-we-wanted-to-go. I wonder why does He do that. I wonder why are we not equal.

Maybe, I am aware of the answer myself. While all of us as humans do face problems and obstacles, we do not really face equally or as harshly. For the same problem, one man will treat it like it was nothing, whereas the other may feel burdened under it... even unable to sneak out of it for relief-sake. Similarly, even though the problems around us maybe similar, the way we treat them when they fall upon us makes all the difference. A person who can smile and face all adversities, will definitely see more of life, will be able to do more. Whereas one cribbing on a small hurdle, may never be brave to skip ahead.

So, coming back to the question of when is it really the right time?

All I can say is that God sets a path for us. He makes us go through adversity so that we can be stronger and be able to take what life throws at us.

Yeah, when the time comes, we shall know "It's time"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1084329209820104738?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1084329209820104738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/right-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1084329209820104738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1084329209820104738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/right-time.html' title='Right time?'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6190448086046085670</id><published>2008-07-06T10:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:20:27.654+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Sultry Sunday!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Earthlings!

Today being Sunday, most of us are not going to bother dragging ourselves out of bed at all....at 1300 hrs, my brother is still sleeping, or pretending to be asleep!

There was a small 5-min activity that happened today, which has my thinking cap dying to be placed back on my head. I mean, its usually considered no big deal..getting married. I see all around me and everyone I know is getting married!!

And they seem to be really happy with it. I am happy to see them happy. However, it's a feeling that I don't really understand. The feeling of two souls becoming one and agreeing to staying together for the rest of their lives... that actually means, if all goes well, they will stick together for as long as they live.

WOW!
To me, somehow, the idea itself seems preposterous. From what I understand of being married, it means commiting to stand by each other, in all times, no matter what. However, no where it actually states that you shall not have a life of your own. Or that you cannot be your own person. No where it says that the wife shall the slave to her husband by carrying out all his wishes as commands. Yes, wife is expected to hear her husband out, however, in the usual sense of the word, it is conveniently misinterpreted as wife should always do her husband's bidding. And so and so forth. However, the cruel society places no such rules for the darling husbands!!

I wonder why would people still want to stick around someone even after knowing it all!! 

It is usually safely assumed that women are dumb. They have no understanding of the world what so ever &amp; should be imprisoned - not actually, but I think most of us undertand what I am talking about... However, in the recent times there has been a slight shift in this line of thought. But the shift is really minimalistic. It has more to do with men wanting to hold their control over their wives and society, and less to do with what women actually capable of. 

I think I can safely continue this topic tomorrow, for I am in a little bit of hurry today.

Today is my Mom's birthday!!
I do have little surprises planned.... all I can do is hope it all ends well!!

More on what actually happened today... tomorrow!!

Ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6190448086046085670?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6190448086046085670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/sultry-sunday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6190448086046085670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6190448086046085670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/sultry-sunday.html' title='Sultry Sunday!!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6740934791956364530</id><published>2008-07-05T00:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:41:02.132+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='know'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Stepping into Saturday!</title><content type='html'>Early morning Earthlings!!

I just stepped into Saturday a little while ago.... a tiny, soft-footed step.

A thought that has been bothering me for a while now.... and honestly enough, I don't even think I shall have any answers so soon.

When do we know a person is a stranger?

Technically, the way a human brain functions, or let's say, the way we have been taught - a stranger is a person we do not know.

So, how do we know someone? Or when do we truely know someone? Do people who have known each other for years, really know each other? Can one know another in the look of the eye? What is it? What does it take? Why is it different everytime?

There can be a million questions just surrounding this... but that is irrelevant. The important thing is the understanding. I now believe, we can never really know someone... Even someone very close, like our parents or siblings....

I have my reasons. Firstly, the true meaning of the word knowing lies in the fact that we should be able to reasonable predict the behaviour in certain circumstances. However, I have also discovered through self experimentation that we can change our behaviours to a certain reasonable extent. Do the unexpected. But then, it must be planned. In moments of true adversity, you mostly do your best.

So, coming back to the topic. We can know someone and not really know them. Or we may have never seen that person and yet we can bond like we were never seperated since birth... Why is that so? What is that crucial connection? Why do we feel so comfortable with some people? And why is it that we can't stand some others? Some of our answers may lie in our past.

Others are actual indices towards our future. The way ahead. The way that we passed points towards the way that we choice. We say that we always have a choice, but do we really?

I am not sure. I have never been very sure about this. Maybe, its Providence that we should discover this in the way of our lives - that is when we truely appreciate the beauty that lies within us, around us. And at that precise moment, we realize how beautiful everything is.... and that is also the moment that we truly, madly, deeply fall in love with our selves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6740934791956364530?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6740934791956364530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/stepping-into-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6740934791956364530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6740934791956364530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/stepping-into-saturday.html' title='Stepping into Saturday!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-2461843441122245168</id><published>2008-07-04T15:11:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:40:25.922+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circumstance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mould'/><title type='text'>Frivolous Friday!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Independence Day to America!!- And Americans, of course!!

While, USA happy rejoices on a Independence-Day-turned-to-a-long-week-end, we here, in India, are still struggling in our pre-week-end phase.

Today, I wonder why do we become who we are...

Right from the moment we are fusing-and-forming in our mother's wombs, to the day we die, we change. The only thing that is certain in life is change. We mould ourselves according to circumstances. It can be negative or positive. The same circumstance can affect two people ever so very differently.

Even at the time when we cannot control our environment or emotions we are always exposed to them. Now, at the age when we are very much mouldable by our surroundings.... so to say, we do not even know what this tiny snow flake can actually turn to a storming snow ball of destruction some day. That is why I feel, your emotions are like snowflakes. Each one is unique, just being within the person who holds them. When you look at them individually, each one is ever so very beautiful, you could keep watching it forever.... outwardly, to the naked eye, it appears all the same.

Our society is just like that. If it is happening to someone else, it's all fine. It always happens to someone else. But when you feel it yourself, you understand the beauty within.

Now at times, especially when we are not aware of our emotions, and their affects and their beauty, we are most vulnerable to it. By this, I do not mean to say that emotions are negative... Emotions, by themselves, are positive. However, they are positive when you know how to temper them. How to mould yourself, so that they can add more beauty to your character.

But like I was saying, emotions, when we do not know how to handle them that is when they affect us the most. At a very tender age, when the world is still a big zoo, we begin noticing the effect they have on us. If it goes uncontrolled... that is when it starts "snow-balling"... effects are which are rarely immediate... These are the kind of effects that present themselves when we are adults and grown up... That moment, when it bursts forward, we realize what we have been holding within ourselves, even without looking at it....

Such is life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-2461843441122245168?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/2461843441122245168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/frivolous-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/2461843441122245168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/2461843441122245168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/frivolous-friday.html' title='Frivolous Friday!!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-5587739679947724893</id><published>2008-07-03T08:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:39:19.221+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rashidaz Rambling Restlessness!!: Twittering Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/twittering-thursday.html#links"&gt;Rashidaz Rambling Restlessness!!: Twittering Thursday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-5587739679947724893?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/twittering-thursday.html#links' title='Rashidaz Rambling Restlessness!!: Twittering Thursday!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/5587739679947724893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/rashidaz-rambling-restlessness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/5587739679947724893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/5587739679947724893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/rashidaz-rambling-restlessness.html' title='Rashidaz Rambling Restlessness!!: Twittering Thursday!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-2395200671822590453</id><published>2008-07-03T08:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:38:23.168+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Twittering Thursday!</title><content type='html'>Greeting Earthlings!!

Life is all about moving on. In one sense of the word and also in the other....

I am sure, a few years on this planet are sufficient for all of us to see whatever there is to see. But then, I have known a lot of people who save now, so that they can be rich and retire early.

Now, not that I am complaining, but somehow, it seems like a futile idea. I mean when you are have already passed the fountain of youth, toiling away without looking around, you have not really lived your life.

The sarcasm of our lives is that we shall never know when death shall come knocking and off we go in a jiffy. Now, if Allah placed me on this planet, there has to be a plan for me....

He was obviously not thinking that I should land on this planet, take 15 years to learn every worthwhile thing that there is to learn and then use that wisdom to slog myself in a cubicle!! Surely, Allah cannot have thought of this!! This has to be human seiging himself in the name of secure future!

When He made this natural beauty all around me, I am sure He must have had something going on... But there are people who don't understand beauty!!

I mean... what do will you be looking at when you are 40 &amp; then go out to see the world!! I mean... that also assumes that you will live till 40 &amp; also assumes that you will retire at 40 &amp; also assumes that you will go out to see the world after 40!!!

I would rather live 10 years that Allah gives me to the fullest! Living each day as if its my last.... Yes, I do believe in planning forever.. However, I don't let that come in the way of today!!

Live life Queen Size... for I don't know if in my next moment, I shall be dead or alive... if i don't know then I don't assume it. 

Finally,
Live like you will die tomorrow!
Plan as if you will live forever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-2395200671822590453?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/2395200671822590453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/twittering-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/2395200671822590453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/2395200671822590453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/twittering-thursday.html' title='Twittering Thursday!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-4046192330060328045</id><published>2008-07-01T11:44:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-01T12:02:20.554+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Flooding Tuesday!!</title><content type='html'>Welcome Rains, back to Mumbai!!

Finally, the sweltering heat has turned into pouring blessing in rain drops!!
And there are these millions blessing pouring all over Mumbai....

Technically, half of Mumbai is already submerged!! But, as usual, Rashida reports to work.. on time!!!

Hail, SuperWoman!!

I am thoroughly enjoying myself... I love rains... No better excuse to get out &amp; get wet &amp; have fun... no inhibitions - to any one who has never tried it before, it's a sure cure for broken hearts &amp; broken souls.... 

When the rain splashes your face, you can feel all your anxiety being washed away...

When the rain soaks you, you feel submerged in the elixir of life.. truly, if Allah had to ever make an elixir of life, it could not be simpler than a good heavenly down pour... Refresh your heart, refresh your souls, feel younger than every before!!

Feel truly, madly, deeply, in love with yourself!!
It's like living your birth again!

It's God's way of cleansing your souls, His way of letting you touch him!!

When the soaking rain, makes you shiver to your bones, you can feel the power within  you... I would not complain... I can feel His warmth creeping within me... warming my soul to the deepest corner!

I welcome thee rains.... come &amp; wash me away!

I go now,
To soak in the rain.... &amp; enjoy my hot cuppa chai!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-4046192330060328045?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/4046192330060328045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/flooding-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/4046192330060328045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/4046192330060328045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/07/flooding-tuesday.html' title='Flooding Tuesday!!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-1548040173111774197</id><published>2008-06-29T11:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:41:11.489+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Simmering Sunday!</title><content type='html'>Welcome the Sunday earthlings!!

Sundays is all about working harder... really hard.

I mean the whole week, all of us working people, slog it out!! Really slog it out - at work!

Then comes the weekend! These 2 days are completely meant to be your own...dedicated towards, family, friends &amp; society!

Right?
Wrong.

What I am saying here this. There is a difference. The difference is based on specie classification. That means it all depends whether you are a male or a female.

If you are a  male, you get to laze around all day. You can wake up when you like, chill out with friends, eat if you want, hog if you feel like. Basically, do what you like for as long as you like - no questions asked!

Now, if you are a female... then its all differnt physics. Women end up working double on weekends! They do all the cooking, cleaning, washing, etc as a compensation for all the work that men never did during the week days.
Whereas men duly contribute towards raising dust, they never as much as raise a finger to clean it up afterwards!

So, the nuturer created by God, does it all! And, more importantly, has to do it with a smile... You are not allowed to spoil someone's relaxation!!

However, despite of the apparent discrimination, I still prefer being a girl! A woman! A lady! There is so much power! We are the truely powerful - unlike men.

They think they know it all! After all, they earn. But they have no idea about a whole lot of things in this world.... And, i truely think no one can ever explain the differnce to them. All I can say for men is, If ignorance is bliss, it's folly to be wise!!

BTW, a "male" friend of mine thinks his feet are pretty delicate....like a peacocks! So, all I can say is "Dance, baby, Dance!!"

Till I have more to ramble about, I should go back to cooking Chicken Xacuti with Goan rice!

Enjoy your Sunday darlings!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-1548040173111774197?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/1548040173111774197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/06/simmering-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1548040173111774197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/1548040173111774197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/06/simmering-sunday.html' title='Simmering Sunday!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-8015240173156438448</id><published>2008-06-28T13:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:18:45.188+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burst'/><title type='text'>Sultry Satuday!</title><content type='html'>Welcome the weekend Earthlings!

Finally, Saturday is here! And though I have loads to accomplish, I don't even feel like moving a finger!

Through all my ramblings, the one most important thing that I've learnt is that there is never going to be a time to do the things that we always wanted to do. There is ALWAYS going to be something that needs your pressing attention, something that needs to be done right now. And amist all those trivial tasks, the ones closest to our hearts are always pushed on the back-burner. There they keep simmering and the pressure keeps building, till one day we can take the pressure no more &amp;amp; we burst forth.

Now, depending on the type of person you are, it could work in for or against you. I know i need to do a lot of things. But I also know I need to relax and take it easy!
So far, today that is exactly what I have done. Done nothing!
And trust me, it feels good.

But then, I am also aware that one cannot do this for long.... So, starting with this blog... my day begins. And you shall know tomorrow what my today held for me!!

Till then
Toodle Doo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-8015240173156438448?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/8015240173156438448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/06/sultry-satuday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/8015240173156438448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/8015240173156438448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/06/sultry-satuday.html' title='Sultry Satuday!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602235453594790947.post-6518725903063065452</id><published>2008-06-27T13:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:42:11.952+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welcome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rashida'/><title type='text'>Day 1 on Blogger.com!</title><content type='html'>Greetings Earthling!

I wake up pretty late.... to the Blogging arena. But finally, at least, I am here.

You shall know more about me in the times to come.... So, hold on to all your questions....

Once I finish initializing myself, I shall be back. &amp;amp; I shall tell you how, where, when and why am I similar or different than you!!

For now, just take a deeep breathe &amp;amp; relax. Now that I have arrived, things will never be the same again.

I have to go right now. I will be back later.

Till then...meditate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602235453594790947-6518725903063065452?l=rashida48.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/feeds/6518725903063065452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-1-on-bloggercom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6518725903063065452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602235453594790947/posts/default/6518725903063065452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rashida48.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-1-on-bloggercom.html' title='Day 1 on Blogger.com!'/><author><name>Rashida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02014024065868592439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kqRNdLCVfOc/TJDcUMS-PgI/AAAAAAAABfI/mdc73pww668/S220/n652658827_833755_5362.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
