A cow—dung-smeared and fat on garbage diet—was busy in eating the stenching muck of a colony’s garbage house. Devoid of the entire mythical aura it appeared a big pig just munching the leftovers! A well-off gentleman stopped his car, pulled out a chapatti, offered it to the humble and forgiving creature and fulfilling his quota of religiosity sped away! Hats off holy mother! Even though we have forced you to eat garbage, you still give us a chance to fulfill our fleeting religious duties.
A poor man’s daughter, beautiful in her own way, was singing in a bus. The slate pieces tucked in her fingers chimed with melody as she sang a beautiful melancholic song! When it came to rewards, peoples’ reaction made it appear like she was begging. See the badness of this world, a girl, an artist, a daughter losing respect in a crowd of we relatively well off idiots!
We are the polluters. Just see the rivers of kaliyuga we create. The poison, black, muddy and stanching flowing into the guts of our holy rivers! Where is Ganga? No its not there! We have killed it.
Cow, women, holy rivers—we have just dome irreversible damage to their once holy status. Shame!!!
About Me
- Sufi
- Hi, this is somebody who has taken the quieter by-lane to be happy. The hustle and bustle of the big, booming main street was too intimidating. Passing through the quieter by-lane I intend to reach a solitary path, laid out just for me, to reach my destiny, to be happy primarily, and enjoy the fruits of being happy. (www.sandeepdahiya.com)
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Democracy
What is more democratic? Just clinging to a particular family or putting down a patriarch who totally formulated the present avatar of a big national party? I think BJP has paid a huge respect to the Indian masses by asking Advani to go. Can Congess do the same if they also fail twice consequently?
I beg to say no to this! In India Nehru family is virtually the definition of Congress. Peoples’ emotions have been put on a stranglehold by erecting a well-functioning system of loyalists ever-oiling the causes of first political family in the country. Accept it or not its impossible to think of Congress without Gandhis! What Advani did for the resurgence of BJP was no way short of Nehru’s efforts to make Congress a family set-up post independence. As far as the efforts are concerned Advani has been as great as Nehru in erecting a national level political structure. But still when it comes to BJP, its possible to smell its chances beyond Advani clan. This is what we mean by democracy. Now the issue just trickles to the question, is it possible to imagine the same fate for the Gandhis? Not as long as the Congress we are acquainted with!
I beg to say no to this! In India Nehru family is virtually the definition of Congress. Peoples’ emotions have been put on a stranglehold by erecting a well-functioning system of loyalists ever-oiling the causes of first political family in the country. Accept it or not its impossible to think of Congress without Gandhis! What Advani did for the resurgence of BJP was no way short of Nehru’s efforts to make Congress a family set-up post independence. As far as the efforts are concerned Advani has been as great as Nehru in erecting a national level political structure. But still when it comes to BJP, its possible to smell its chances beyond Advani clan. This is what we mean by democracy. Now the issue just trickles to the question, is it possible to imagine the same fate for the Gandhis? Not as long as the Congress we are acquainted with!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
So the dirty blame game is on in Copenhagen regarding climate change and all that. Anyway the issue is just fit for politics because we have done irreversible damage to the environment. Let them just accuse each other now. Things will never be the same. We are up for nasty times! Our best of sinerity is just not enough to undo the blind massacre of envirinmental systems for the last few centuries.
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Today by mistake 5 laborers got into AC DTC bus. It meant Rs. 125 to destination—more than a full day wage earned by each of them. Pain was evident on their faces. Neither in a position to go back (because so many eyes were expectantly ogling them for their next move) nor able to stand there because of the economica pinnch of the mishap, they just stood there trying to come to terms with the reality. At least you have got some space to stand comfortably and reach your workplace without much pains, I sympathesized. But these were futile words. Its a very costly bus, costing Rs. 55 lakhs. So we have to contribute, I further tried in vain. Feel proud that you are giving the largest chunk of your salary to the govt. of India, I further tried to save the day for these lesser fortunate brothers. Believe me, there was pride on their faces now.
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Now that unprecedentedly high living costs are eating into meager salaries of laborers in Delhi, isn’t it suitable that they move to smaller cities to give bigger chances to their tiny dreams? I think they should opt for this. Instead of rotting like garbage items, they ought to fight it out in smaller towns and cities. Delhi is too big now, and equally bad. Just see the countless humans lying around even more worthlessly than the garbage dumps! Let the big people enjoy the polluted, viciated air in the national capital. Poor people, let us just go back to our roots!
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Poetry was dying in Delhi. Dying like a fish without water. Luckily Amit Dahiyabadshah has created a lifeful pond in the form of Delhi Poetree for the survival of this soft carrier of our emotions. We salute the great poet and wish him good luck! Doing the exceptional task of surviving and thriving on earnings from his poems, this creator of 17 books of poems is now leaving no stone unturned to give poetry another chance in these times of hard talks. One of his poems has been purchased for Rs. 10 lakh. Now this news has restored the lost pride and hope among the contemporary poets. The steely man with softest of emotions has the great mission of creating 100 poets in Delhi who will be paying intome tax through their poems by the year 2015. A great vision indeed! Let almighty give him the power and vision to accomplish this amazing feat!
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We need special care as we enter and fade out of life. Mostly kids have parents to protect them from all dangers. But normally elders aren’t in the same safe hands as they fade out of life. Kids and elders are the same. Pamper them, protect them.
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Today by mistake 5 laborers got into AC DTC bus. It meant Rs. 125 to destination—more than a full day wage earned by each of them. Pain was evident on their faces. Neither in a position to go back (because so many eyes were expectantly ogling them for their next move) nor able to stand there because of the economica pinnch of the mishap, they just stood there trying to come to terms with the reality. At least you have got some space to stand comfortably and reach your workplace without much pains, I sympathesized. But these were futile words. Its a very costly bus, costing Rs. 55 lakhs. So we have to contribute, I further tried in vain. Feel proud that you are giving the largest chunk of your salary to the govt. of India, I further tried to save the day for these lesser fortunate brothers. Believe me, there was pride on their faces now.
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Now that unprecedentedly high living costs are eating into meager salaries of laborers in Delhi, isn’t it suitable that they move to smaller cities to give bigger chances to their tiny dreams? I think they should opt for this. Instead of rotting like garbage items, they ought to fight it out in smaller towns and cities. Delhi is too big now, and equally bad. Just see the countless humans lying around even more worthlessly than the garbage dumps! Let the big people enjoy the polluted, viciated air in the national capital. Poor people, let us just go back to our roots!
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Poetry was dying in Delhi. Dying like a fish without water. Luckily Amit Dahiyabadshah has created a lifeful pond in the form of Delhi Poetree for the survival of this soft carrier of our emotions. We salute the great poet and wish him good luck! Doing the exceptional task of surviving and thriving on earnings from his poems, this creator of 17 books of poems is now leaving no stone unturned to give poetry another chance in these times of hard talks. One of his poems has been purchased for Rs. 10 lakh. Now this news has restored the lost pride and hope among the contemporary poets. The steely man with softest of emotions has the great mission of creating 100 poets in Delhi who will be paying intome tax through their poems by the year 2015. A great vision indeed! Let almighty give him the power and vision to accomplish this amazing feat!
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We need special care as we enter and fade out of life. Mostly kids have parents to protect them from all dangers. But normally elders aren’t in the same safe hands as they fade out of life. Kids and elders are the same. Pamper them, protect them.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Dilemma
A tiniest of puppy was stranded on a busy road. Before it added to the sins of a fastly moving wheel, I picked it up and placed the tiny being on pavement. Driven by larger selfish cause of reaching office on time, I hastily moved ahead. But the obliged little thing was running after me as fast as it could. I just ran myself out of its reach. But while doing so I felt like doing more bad than good.
Now the dilemma arises. Is it possible to do a good deed in part? Or goodness requires the completion of a cause? Just because most of us are incapable to see through our act of beneficence to its destination, is it justified not to take that littlest of step which might keep the chances still alive for someone in need?
Now the dilemma arises. Is it possible to do a good deed in part? Or goodness requires the completion of a cause? Just because most of us are incapable to see through our act of beneficence to its destination, is it justified not to take that littlest of step which might keep the chances still alive for someone in need?
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