Disturbed....

The Mumbai serial blasts(Nov 27th to Nov 29) shook me like anything. And what makes me ashamed is that the internal staffs of Taj Mahal Palace were also involved in this. They sold their motherland for some mere money.

If not then how come so many ammunition are found in the two hotels?
How can they come by our coastal way without detection?

Wheather you have noticed it or not, there were only 4 terrorists in Taj and some 2 or 3 in Oberoi and to capture all those it took about 100 soldiers. Those terrorists are highly trained and each of them are by themselves highly qualified.

Now these facts direct us to another way of thinking. The people who turned into terrorists were highly qualified people-in other words rational minded. Then just imagine how much strong ideology and philosophy the Jihad of the Islam is comprised of to turn their rational minds into taking up arms. To them, killing people of other religion is a holy act. Religion comes above all.
If a muslim gets Rs 100, he'll take Rs 50 for himself, give 20 to the poor, 20 to their religion and 10 for ammunition.
Every kid of their cast are made to read Koran and abide by it. They are made to learn their whole history and be proud of them. Whereas, we don't even know the history of our country-our freedom struggle, we are too busy following the 'cool' western way of modern life-imitating them in a mindless fashion.

I, sometimes, feel ashamed of the way we are leading our lives.
We follow the path of 'Eat, Dream and Marry. ' Do we ever spare a thought for our motherland? We don't have time as we are too busy building our careers while our motherland gets invaded by enemies, war breaks out, hundred people dies. All we do is- pay a minute tribute to those people and jawans who died and just forward smses like 'Let the terrorists come, we'll fix their appointment with god' and all those shits. Apart from that, we just go on pegging with our books, so that we can find a fat paid job in some foreign country and permanently settle there. None has the initiative to make a difference. When asked, they all say 'What has India done for me?'
Calculative bastards!

I do envy the islam followers in more ways than one. They value their motherland before anything else. They live the way their ideology shows them and they don't even give a second thought if they were given an option to die for their motherland.
Whereas us? Money matters more than motherland, more than ideology. Give some money and bingo! the ideology is changed! Give some more money-I'll let you inside the Taj Mahal Palace and let terrorists harm our own people in our own motherland. Give me more, I'll bring you the blue print of India's power hold! Rather we have no ideology than make money by hook or crook.

If u give a cell phone to any teenager or any people-they will see the attractive features, skim through the gallery and all. What the Islamic kids will do? They will look at the hardware and try to think of a way to make it into a bomb to protect their motherland.

Out of our total budget, more or less 40% goes to development of army equipments and maintenance but no new technology has been introduced in our army for the last 15 years!!! We don't have any naval missile where as China has 15 and even a small country like Japan has 5. Where does all these money go? High level corruption!

Our ship and men are being captured by some Somalian pirates, is anybody taking a drastic step? No!
Even Israel president has expressed his disgust at our way of coping with problems-rather the lack of interest.
Some 10-15 terrorists has rocked the nation. And there's more to come. If we don't lay aside our differences (kill Raj Thackrey) and start thinking a little more for our birthland, we are in trouble. The music has just begun.

Sweet Memories....

One of the things that will keep me going back to those fun school days is the conversations we used to hold on sheets and-even more crazy-xerox them (well Keya, Bhaswati and I used to). When teachers used to bore us a lot in class 11, we exchanged chit-chats through these among our group. Those were some fun days as we were just getting to know our section buddies and these made us bond a bit more firmly. Here's one masti conversation....

Andy(me): A question-What is common between the 6 of us?? By 6 of us means our 2 benches??
Bobby: We all are.....hmm...students of South Point & 11C, everyone has A in their name, we are humans & Indians & not aliens...
Andy: Hey does Siddharth, Keya & Bhassu's name begin with A?? And by 6 of us means ONLY
our 2 benches. It's very simple. Just observe....
Sid: Bench gulo kalo kalo...he he!!
Andy: Ota to sobar!! :P
Preitha(Bhaswati): The common thing & i think perhaps the best thing is that we all like each other. he he ^_^
Andy: Not that...am telling bout physical thingys..not bout feelings.
Keya: Ami ki baad?? Ken amay dekhachis na ki likhchis... :-( Yeah..we like each other. Preitha's right!! And we are fun loving people, aren't we??
Bobby: Hmmm....Physical things???????
Keya: NO!! PERVERT kothakar!
Bobby: Amra sobai kane shunte pai, chokhe dekhte pari and we all have a heart..., mouth, nose, hand, leg...
Bobby: Oye amra shobai chosma pori.....
Andy: At last right bolechis!!

Another Sleepless Night....

I really have turned into a 'darpok'. Little out-of-the-order things leave me shaken. And of all the hours and minutes that the clock can show, it has to be the night time for all the unexpected things to occur.

Like, two people living on the same house in front of mine died in a span of 15 days, last month and my sleep was shattered by the shocked scream of their relatives. Death is ok, we all have to face that someday but what unnerves me the most is the scream-that spine chilling, creepy, shrill scream of the women of the house. That's one of the reasons, i can't sleep till 5 in the morning for the past 1 month.

What happened today was that, at 2-25 am, i felt sleepy (after a long time) so decided to surrender myself to this bliss. Not even 5 mins has passed after i closed my eyes, that i heard the sound of running footsteps from the flat below mine followed by a shrill scream. I, at first, thought that it must be some cat fight going on..but it sounded so eerie and so loud. My dad stormed down to my balcony and we figured out that the aunty who lives below us is screaming her lungs out. It was like she has seen a ghost for real or her would-be murderer (SCREAM style) is in front of her.
My dad went to her place to see what was wrong and found out that the old man who lived there (her husband) had fallen off the bed and he was so deep in his sleep that he haven' reacted to that fall. But he eventually woke up to her screams. She was still screaming and sobbing when we left her.
And i have lost all my sleep for tonight, because if i do try to go to sleep now, her screams will surely touch my dreams.
I can't imagine, since when have I gone so vulnerable and weak. And why all these have to happen to me only?

Maybe it's a Coincidence....but a ScAry One!

A friend and I were discussing about all those exorcism stuff, if they are really for real or not and he said that he had seen the real video of exorcism of a woman called Anneliese Michel(the film made on her was named Exorcism of Emily Rose) in Youtube. I was fascinated by the idea of seeing a real one and so after my selections, like a 'very brave girl' , i ambushed my brother, tied him to a seat beside me and watched the video. It was not a video in the true sense, it was a slide show of the pictures of Anneliese's condition and in the background the voice record of the exorcism was being played. The voice sounded creepy but not being able to watch the visual thingy, it didn't effect me much.

Now, last night, at around 3 o'clock (i am suffering from insomnia for some reason and don't get into bed till 5 in the morning) while doing physics exercise, my sub-conscious mind wandered off to that video (how the voice sounded and musing it's a mixture of hallucination and MPD) and just like that, in jest, I thought that if spirits or ghosts (bhoot) really exist, there will be a load shedding in the next 5 minutes! And true to that the power got cut off!!!!!!!
It scared all the fearless bulbs out of me!!!! I couldn't move, couldn't call out(my throat kinda got chocked), was just rooted to my chair, wandering like a scared puppy whether there would be a knock on the door next or not...then the power came back on.
It can be a coincidence but, buddy, that was one scary moment!!!

PS-Even at T2 (The Telegraph supplement), under my sun sign it's written 'Expect Spiritual Influence'..now who would have thought that it would go so literal!!!!

A Fascinating ThouGhT....

While i was traveling by bus(by far my most entertaining mode of transport till date other than train) and looking at a fine example of unity in diversity...i realized something....

We have met almost most of the people in some place, at some time...maybe that person is related to me through a distant relationship and we were in the same wedding reception, maybe that person sat beside me at metro or in bus or even in auto at some point of time. Maybe this 'dadu' had seen me when i was newly born, playing in my parents' lap...All those people and I sometimes had have spent a day at the book fair... or went to see the same concert somewhere at some point of time....

And regarding all the new people we meet...we had had met in the road someday, somewhere before..at that time we were strangers and didn't smile at each other in recognition but the next time we met, we smiled...

PS-It may sound confusing, I admit....but it's very fascinating, na?