tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97797362024-03-19T11:18:49.387+05:30K I C KThe First Expression of Lifewise donkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02084116949920234832noreply@blogger.comBlogger408125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9779736.post-63624173617624096872013-07-28T23:54:00.003+05:302013-07-29T03:39:16.959+05:30While the phone Rang, to Hang or Hang onShe tightened the noose around her neck. Distressed, depressed, and in despair, she had decided to simply die. But now she was distracted, by the tring tring of the telephone's ring. Her mobile had a ringtone for almost every contact in her life. But the unused landline of the landlord, which rang a bland tring tring, left her clueless about her caller.<br />
<br />
Instead of kicking her legs off the sofa's armrest, she inserted her fingers between the bedsheet noose and her neck. With the tip of her toe, she pressed the speaker button, to answer the ringing telephone.<br />
<br />
"Yes? " she asked gruffly. "Good evening Madam" chirped a cheerful male voice.<br />
<br />
A telemarketing call??? Ohhh!! She just wanted to just maul!!<br />
<br />
Yet when she spoke, her voice sounded calm, collected and cool. "I am sorry I am busy killing myself, so I won't be able to help you. Sell your insurance, credit card or internet connection to someone who wants to live. Goodbye!!"
"<br />
<br />
I know 3 people who killed themselves" He replied softly.<br />
<br />
"Well I am not the 4th!" She retorted. "You may know my number but you don't know me!!."<br />
<br />
"Anything I can say.." he began<br />
<br />
She cut him off with "Oh please!! Spare me the cliches!!! Its my life, my responsibility! I am not drunk or drugged..I just want to die. And definitely don't want to dispute, discuss, or debate, about it, with <b><i>you</i></b>.. "
She moved her toe over the telephone, to disconnect..<br />
<br />
"Hang on!" he cried.<br />
<br />
"Have you written your note, cleaned your toilet and mentioned about eye donation? The three suiciders I knew, didn't think about it. You know what's worse than neighbors speculating about your death, its neighbors gossiping about your dirty house! Even if you think neighbors don't matter,think, is it fair to kill your eyes, when they can light couple of lives? Did you know, eyes are alive up to six hours, after death?"<br />
<br />
She took in a deep breath.<br />
<br />
"A breath she wouldn't have taken, if few seconds ago, she had hanged.<br />
Oh death she would have gladly taken, if only, the phone had not rang"<br />
<br />
But how many seconds and breath, of her time and life, could a sudden stranger stretch?
The pain, which had been on hold, with a fury began to unfold. It shot from her heart to her head. "I can't handle it" said, the voice in her head and began to scream "I just want to be dead!!". Her heart pounded, the abandoned pain, tossed between her heart and head, wanting to absorbed and grounded, throbbed and tightened within her neck and throat, making it impossible to whisper or weep.<br />
<br />
"Hello??" he tentatively asked.
"Hope you haven't mentioned in your note, that you were harassed to death by an anonymous caller...By the way, are you a celebrity, then I would be a celebrity for couple of days too....You know, why decide to die today when we all are going to die someday. ?" He jabbered nervously."I wondered whats the worst, feeling unwanted or being bored.."<br />
<br />
"STOPPPP!!!" she finally screamed, and started laughing hysterically.
Just one swing, away from the armrest, she would be finally free. Yet her mind now, was far from her intended journey.<br />
<br />
She wanted to Kick!.<b><i> Kick, the first expression of her life.</i></b> A simple act, within the womb, which had made her parents swoon and feel blessed about their boon.<br />
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But, all she wanted to do now was to kick away her life. Simply kick, she told herself, just like you would kick away a pebble, on a trail. But the pebble wasn't IN her trail. It was him, she decided. She had to first kick Him, for spoiling her final moments.<br />
<br />
She thought,<br />
"Oh Destination Death, you sent your knight to drown me through the trail of blues, and dark hues!<br />
Yet Destiny drives me crazy me with this voice and keeps me afloat, grabbing my ankles. Irritating and distracting me, like a pebble in my shoe!"<br />
<br />
Between Death and Destiny she stood, stunned, unsur,e and suspended. <b><i>Mind or Body which did she want to swing? </i></b><br />
<br />
Another deep breath she took.<br />
And untied the bedsheet from the hook.<br />
<br />
"I will call again, hope you won't die..goodbye " <b><i>He had hung up, before she could tell him she had't hanged. </i></b><br />
<br />
So many things she now wanted to ask and say..<br />
She wondered who he was, and why he had called her today.<br />
<br />
Months later, she greeted the first rain of the season, with a song on her lips, and a dance on her hips..<br />
As she inhaled deeply the fragrance which the first rain brings,<br />
she felt shot by a hopeful thrill.<br />
She finally heard the telephone's tring.<br />
<br />
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<br />
Dear Kid,<br />
While its your life, and you have to learn your own lessons, thought I could make it easier for you by sharing some lessons I have learned.<br />
<br />
<b>LIFE & GOD</b><br />
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<u><b>1.Life is not Fair</b></u><br />
Instead of wasting your time thinking in terms of "but" this should not have happened, think "and" this has happened, what can I do now.<br />
<br />
<u><b>2.God Exists</b></u><br />
Its tough to accept the concept life is not fair, with the existence of God. But just think of God as a Single Working Mom, who cares for her children but doesn't have the time and energy to do everything the children want or need. (When you are really mad at God, just think God is busy keeping some galaxies from colliding with each other).<br />
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<b><u>3.Bad things can happen to Good people</u></b><br />
The point of goodness is not to prevent "bad" things from happening to you. Goodness feels good, thats all.<br />
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<br />
<b>PEOPLE</b><br />
<b><u>4.Don't Laugh At Anyone</u></b>.<br />
This is perhaps more of my superstition, but just trust me. Think, if Ram hadn't mocked Kaikeyi's maid, perhaps he wouldn't have been exiled. If the brothers had not mocked Surpanaka, Sita might not have been kidnapped. And if Draupadi hadn't laughed at Duryodhanan in the Palace of Illusions, perhaps the animosity wouldn't have increased. Why give "bad" people one more excuse to get back at you. (For the person who insults, its written in sand but for the receiver its etched in rock.)<br />
<br />
<b><u>5.People don't like to feel Guilty</u></b>.<br />
If you are going to make someone feel guilty, atleast provide them an excuse for their action. Otherwise they are just going to resent you. The temporary "holier than thou" high you will receive, is absolutely worthless. (This doesn't mean don't stand up for what you believe. Just don't make everything personal. (Focus on the behaviour and not on the person).<br />
<br />
<u><b>6.Trust but don't believe.</b></u><br />
Trust intentions but don't believe everything people say. If your friend suggests you a scheme, trust the friend's intentions.But that shouldn't mean, you should believe in the suggested schemes.<br />
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<b><u>7.People and You</u></b><br />
Swat away the mosquitoes, gently sweep away the ants, be respectful of the bees, don't waste time chasing butterflies, ignore the spiders, and most importantly learn how to not get irritated with the flies. And don't be ashamed to scream, when you come across cockroaches. And if possible, corelate this with people. (A tip, the flies are the good people who behave badly). And be prepared for one category to transform into another. Just when you decide someone is an ant, they decide to become a fly.!!<br />
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<b>CLOSE RELATIONSHIPS</b><br />
<b><u>8.Decide if you want to be Happy or Right.(thanks Dr.Phil). </u></b><br />
For many years I thought I couldn't be Happy if I wasn't accepted as Right. Well now I realise, being Right isn't the Only way to be Happy.<br />
<br />
<b><u>9.Satisfied but not Happy?</u></b><br />
Its not your partner, friend or anyone's responsibility to make you happy. Learn to generate your own happiness.<br />
<br />
<b><u>10.Patience can be a part of "Aggression"</u></b><br />
When it comes to in-laws, just remember Sunil Gavaskar's quote "Give the first hour to the bowlers because the next five hours will be yours."<br />
<br />
<b>CAREER</b><br />
<b><u>11. Career Choices</u></b><br />
If you have to choose between "doing what one wants to do" and "doing what one is good at", choose to do what you want to do. Even if you fail, you will at least have the satisfaction of having done, what You wanted to do. And if you are confused about what you want, just imagine things going awfully wrong with your choice. If you are still willing to accept responsibility for it, you will know its Your choice.(Btw only in theories, Bosses want you to be perfect. Make a small mistake once in a while, they would love to correct you and guide you and prove to you, they are your Boss for a reason).<br />
<br />
<b>SELF</b><br />
<b><u>12.Smile</u></b><br />
You don't have to feel great to smile,<br />
You don't need an excuse or reason to smile.<br />
Yet if you feel you do, just smile for a few seconds at yourself,<br />
You would realise you feel good.<br />
And what better reason do you need?<br />
Just to feel good, many abuse their bodies.<br />
Why go for that, when you can achieve it with a simple smile.<br />
<br />
Think of Smile as a Single Run<br />
And a Laugh as a Six or Four.<br />
You need not hit a Six or Four with every ball<br />
Even singles count.<br />
Be glad you are not out,<br />
Instead of waiting for a stimulus to make you smile.<br />
Stimulate yourself with a smile :)<br />
<br />
Love<br />
Mom.<br />
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Saw this (Long) ad on some Tele Shopping channel, yesterday night.<br />
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A black SUV drives upto a snow covered mansion . A foreigner (presumably American) opens the door for a tall,handsome Hrithik like guy. A British(?) Butler opens the door of the mansion, bows deeply at our Hero and takes the laptop bag from the assistant. Our suit-boot Hero, instead of going inside,sits on the patio and says,<br />
"Hi I am Raj. Five Years ago, when I was coming to USA, my father took me aside at the airport and said, "Your mother is a heart patient, please, please don't giver her any shocks".<br />
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(Image of Raj in an aeroplane, mournfully gazing at the picture of his parents). " I knew what he meant. And I decided to stay away from girls."<br />
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Back to mansion patio, a grim Hero. "You see my cousin had gotten into love marriage and his wife, wasn't, from, our, caste." Bitter voice. "Of course all Castes are Equal, but The Culture; its soo different. My uncle was broadminded. After all she was a Doctor & her parents were well educated and settled. But it was so stressful for my aunty to handle all the comments & train Her, into the Culture of our, Community."<br />
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"At the airport i was met by Vijay. The boy I was supposed to replace." Image of a semi-bald guy hugging over Hero, in some US airport (Filled with fair girls in mini skirts and shorts).<br />
<br />
And he had only one advice for me."Dude, do Date". (Vijay's voice filled with despair )<br />
<br />
Back to patio Hero, extreme closeup. "I was Shocked" Pauses.<br />
Sad sitar background music."You see Vijay had his reason .He had not dated anyone in US. And back home when his wedding was arranged, the bride's parents did a backgroundcheck & the report suggested.. "<br />
Hero looks around then whispers looking away "he could be ....gay."<br />
<br />
After few seconds , collects and composes himself and continues "And 2 years without oil bath & nutrition meant he was also LOSING HAIR. So he had to rush back home to clear his name and get married before losing more hair." eyes widened to express Horror.<br />
<br />
"I didn't want to end up like Vijay!" with a resolute expression and a finality. (Background music, couple of drumbeats).<br />
<br />
Recovers, with a Smug Smile "Being a software engineer I did my research & few days later came across a wonderful website & fixed an appointment with their representative."<br />
<br />
Image of our Hero meeting a guy from some bank ad.(Clean shaven, rimless glasses and a huge comforting smile. )<br />
<br />
Back to patio Hero. "Ravi understood my dilemma immediately. He explained I could date girls,from my own Culture. Back home parents match horoscopes, exchange pictures within their Culture & then Meet, Eat & Discuss . While people like my cousin fall in love, then Meet, Eat and Discuss. Ravi pointed out I could enter my details and requirements, in their database , and get access to pictures of girl's who match my horoscope ,within - my-OWN COMMUNITY (widened eyes). All I had to do was to Meet, Eat and Discuss. Love absolutely not required!"<br />
<br />
"And guess what, she would prepare the food. Back home one never knows who made the Bhaji, and if the Sweet is from a shop!1"laughs heartily.<br />
<br />
"I was worried about the character of the girl. A girl who meets strangers..."<br />
"Then Ravi mentioned that about Chaperoned girls. An aunty would be with us all the time!"<br />
<br />
"I consulted my parents" pauses to wipe away a small tear from his eye.<br />
"and they consulted their elders and astrologers. And we registered for a non-manglik, musically inclined, 22-24 year old, tall, fair, pretty, professional settled in USA (within our community) who would be escorted during our dates by an Aunty, for just $5000."<br />
<br />
"And during the trial period, if I was not satisfied with the girls I could always, get my money back!"<br />
<br />
"The first girl was nice, but she served Bisibellabath with potato chips." rolls eyes.<br />
"The second made fantastic puri masal. But her favorite actor didn't match mine!"<br />
<br />
"Frankly my friends, I was deeply disappointed. Then I again talked with Ravi. He pointed out that a Speed Swayamvar, our cultural version of Speed Dating, was being organised in Pittsburgh for all their American members, with a separate Hall for each Community . I immediately registered.After all it was just 500 dollars!"<br />
<br />
"And one week later I walked into a hall." Image of 50 dining tables filled with food and pretty girls in saris and heavy ornaments, near each table with aunties, in the background and our Hero dressed in light blue heavily embroidered Kurta. (And background music, Tere Bin from Guru).<br />
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Back at the Patio, Hero, takes a deep breath. "Vazhakai Bajji, Thengai Chutney, Badam Halwa & Filter Coffee aaah..I was immediately drawn to that table. And when I tasted it I realised, I had met my Princess."<br />
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Image of Hero walking away with a girl, to another room with 2 giant screens filled with their smiling parents. To video conference, I guess. (Background music Shehnai).<br />
<br />
Back at the mansion,door opens on cue and an Asin like girl wearing a big diamond necklace, in a pink sari & mehendhied hand, full of bangles, brings some masal vadai (not sure which chutney) & coffee (or tea).<br />
<br />
Raj, (our Patio Hero)munches masal vadai, smiles & introduces Wife (Princess), a Vice President in a MNC Bank.<br />
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She shyly hands him a gold coin, turns to the camera & explains."YOU can also help India grow Culturally. Even if you are married refer a friend to this wonderful website & you will get a 22kt gold coin when they register!'<br />
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Turns to Hero, who has drunk his heavenly coffee or tea.'You haven't told them about your friend Vijay."<br />
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Hero Laughs "Well when I heard they have centers not only across USA but also in Europe Singapore & Australia I referred him. He was so grateful. Now he is happily settled in Paris".<br />
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Image of Vijay with his own Princess grinning near the Eiffel Tower. (For the curious, his hairline has improved, whether due to Paris water, or stress free life or some fantastic hair oil, I don't know, thats probably another ad.) (For the ultra curious, I don't know why Vijay went to Paris).<br />
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Back at the Patio, a chubby 2 year old (in a grey suit with red tie) comes out of the mansion, hugs them while the Hero says "Call Now!" numbers scroll for various countries. (duly noted by me).<br />
Princess says "Protect our.."<br />
Boy raises hand "Culture!" and they all high five each other then kiss the boy and laughing merrily, enter the mansion to live happily ever after.<br />
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The point of the Long Post? Wanted to find out if anyone's interested in protecting our culture and sharing a gold coin during the process. <img class="rg_i" data-sz="f" height="156" name="Fu1hO85BJF2cyM:" 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Dear Mr.(Islamic) Terrorist.<br />
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Stop thinking we are sitting ducks. We are not. Don't you see how we protect our netas. Our Aam Admi? Well they are Our soldiers. Just like you don't question your Boss, back home. We don't question our Bosses (whom we elect unlike you). And while you might get martyrdom, we give the kin of Our martyrs few Lakhs. See our life is not Cheap. (In case you want to die as Our Soldier don't ask me the procedure for getting this amount, <a href="http://draft.blogger.com/.http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/mumbai/Mumbai-blasts-After-terror-trauma-victims-face-compensation-troubles/articleshow/9252666.cms">but knowing our system I am sure it will be very easy and soothing</a>)<br />
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Stop smirking! How dare you think, we are unprepared for you. We have a 10 point Massive Retaliation Plan against you chartered by the Media, Stars & Netas:-<br />
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1.Breaking News on all News Channel with the latest information. (Yeah they will be delivered to us Immediately, even without waiting for the silly task of verfication, so that we can take further precautions against you).<br />
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2.Netas of ruling party appear on all channels appealing for calm. Netas of opposition party appear on all channels talking about the inefficiency of the CM/PM.<br />
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3.<a href="http://www.ibtimes.com/articles/179556/20110713/mumbai-blasts-bomb-bollywood-twitter.htm">Stars empathize with the aam admi and rage against the System and You Cowards via their Tweets</a>. And now <a href="http://www.ndtv.com/album/listing/sports/world-of-cricket-tweets-on-sachin-s-mumbai-10929#/slide/6">Thanks to Sachin(!?) the World of cricketers</a> also tweet against you.<br />
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4.Media, on the Frontline of our Fight against you, Talks against You and Talks about the Tweets of the Stars and Talks with our Netas and Page 3 Intellectuals.<br />
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5.If you dare to attack Mumbai, we have a special segment and debate on the Mumbai Spirit. (Other victim cities are trying to come up with their own Response Term).<br />
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6.Don't think the Aam Indian doesn't care. We switch on the TV, listen and discuss with other Responsible Indians and try to update each other with information. And criticise our netas, babus police and media. (sorry media). Of course there are some, who are more proactive. We send smses and tweet (Against You) and if you let out your name in advance, we can make you a TT on Twitter. And those with more time, will blog Against You.<br />
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7.If We or our Stars and Neta, party after or during the attack, its just to show You, You don't affect us. Ha! Can your people come up concepts like this?<br />
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8.Don't think we don't know who you are. WE KNOW. Whatever your Father's name, we know your Mother's name is ISI.(Is there a way to patent this insult?) See we have a simple rule. If its a metro its You. If its some security personnel attacked in some town, its Naxals. (Saffron terror, probably Your Hindu ancestors, back from the past through some time machine.)<br />
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9.We don't stop combating you with the immediate response. We have intellectuals like Subramaniam Swamy and Digvijay Singh who have their grand own Masterplan. And we have a highly active online responsible citizens community, discussing it through Tweets and Blogs. If you are reading them and think they just the say same thing everytime and it just retweets and copy-pastes. Well, thats just to confuse You. Its all a code to confuse, you.<br />
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10.And as our final blow to you. We give you a Date. (Hopefully you idiots won't attack us again on the same date later and let us safely mourn). And erase you from our memory. Thats right we erase your wounds from our memory. Don't think you are totally forgotten, we will remember all the details, when you attack us,again. And don't think you are forgiven either. Don't you see us raging against Kasab/Kasav/Qasab?<br />
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<li><a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_799847981">Even if our Force 1 doesn't have a dedicated home and a place to train, </a></li>
<li><a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_799847981">Watchout 10% of them have bulletproof vests helmets and blastproof eyewear etc.</a></li>
<li><a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_799847981">Of Mumbai 43000 policemen, (150 yes 150 can you deal with it?) have bullet proof jackets.</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.ndtv.com/article/india/mumbai-where-only-150-cops-have-bulletproof-vests-119797">And wipe off the smirk while thinking about the quality of those bullet proof jackets. We have now extra careful babus,even if it means 50000 multifunctional belts ordered by the police haven't got the final rubber stamp of approval. And so what if the network of 5000 cctv cameras are yet to be installed. We have private enterprise. Shopkeepers had installed cameras in two of the three places where bombs exploded during 13/7.</a></li>
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Watchout you #@$@#$@# we are Prepared.<br />
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PS : This post is intended to strike terror in the heart of the terrorists. This is NOT the platform for any bleeding heart to talk about victims and the compensation they get or don't get. Don't suggest any ideas for helping the victims of terror. Thats just distracts us from our war on terror. Please don't get swayed by your emotions. Be brave hearted and be <b>Virat.</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Living doesn't mean feeling<br />
Alive, for just a few seconds<br />
Trust not the thrills, that temptation beckons<br />
Second Chances? Death never ever reckons<br />
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Death might Inevitable<br />
But why Invite it, or become differently abled.<br />
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Singles too and not just Sixes and fours,<br />
are required to make, a good cricket score.<br />
Accept the hot sun and singles, even if they seem to be a bore<br />
Life is about dealing with, not running away from chores.<br />
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Your enemy is not Fear<br />
for Your life, wisely She steers.<br />
You don't have to conquer the elements to conquer your emotions.<br />
Stop defining and living your life by other's notions.<br />
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Throw away the shackles of fear<br />
If she chains you from making a stand.<br />
But if she is going to keep you from being crippled<br />
Fight your Ego, and take her helping hand.<br />
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From heights, or to depths, you don't have to dive<br />
Close your eyes, Dive within, and Feel alive.<br />
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Risks & Two Minute Thrills are Death's Aura<br />
Jeena Sambhalke mere yaara,<br />
Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara<br />
Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Why should I change, when everything changes except change, anyway?</div>
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Why should I dare to speak, when silence is easier. </div>
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Why should I blog? When its easier to just think of a post, frame it in my mind and then move on. </div>
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There would be no anxiety over its outcome, no pouting over the lack of comments, and no need to respond or elaborate.</div>
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Inertia is easy, and so comfortable. </div>
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<div>
Pursuit of Happiness, requires risks and sacrifices. And perhaps, the emotion of happiness overrated? And the experts tell me, there are two types of happiness, the permanent and the temporary, "high".</div>
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<div>
I am going through many emotions at the moment. This week I have to make another trip to Chennai. And it seems to me, every time I blog, its about a trip from or to Chennai. Offline, its not just a loss of a family member, but tough times with people whom I thought were friends who thought I was just an acquaintance. And yet I have not become a cynic, thanks to the support and thoughts of some bloggers I have come across. </div>
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A voice within tells me the good old days of blogging are over, with the new responsibilities. While another voice says, hey you have taken the toughest step, the first step.</div>
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Aargh I was just so happy being comfortable in my zone, keeping quiet, and being wise, and yet its impossible to shut out the donkee within. </div>
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Was brave enough to face father's death<br />
Somehow not brave enough to accept this death.<br />
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In Chennai for couple more weeks. Had not blogged due to the medical emergency.<br />
Will blog hopefully in May.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Blogging for me is not just about posting and replying to comments but also reading and commenting on some other blogs. So while I have posted a 100 or is it 1000, posts in my mind, I didn't pick up my mobile and post it online because, I felt it would be incomplete and perhaps unfair. And I just don't have the time right now to spend couple of hours online everyday, which I used to take earlier.<br />
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<br />
Reading for more than a month, Dalai Lama's book on Happiness. I liked the perspective and I accept that compassion is the first step towards happiness.<br />
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I hated the new year, because it meant I would have to skip my routine and wish and talk to everyone I knew or come online to send greetings and of course the general hype around what did you do on the eve. But ended up feeling good about it, since I managed to wish, everyone I wanted to. I think it was a nice way to let people know I think of them, even when I don't interact with them. <br />
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When I started blogging I wanted to change the world. (Well not the entire world, but I felt change is change even if its one person, one perspective). But the longer you stare at the abyss, the longer the abyss stares at you. And due to constant exposure, I have become immune to many things I wanted to change. But the core still remains. And now I want to blog just as an expression of myself. Change or no change.<br />
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And while I used to be extremely wary about even acknowledging myself on my blogs, I have typed the "I's without counting in these post. And for that I must thank my current (hmmm will they come back this year?) bloggers for it. <br />
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Can anyone guess the actual incidents I am referring to in these posts? The post dates might offer a clue.<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"><a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/license-to-kill.html" style="color: #5588aa; text-decoration: none;">License to Kill</a></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"><a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/ashamed-of-your-mother.html" style="color: #5588aa; text-decoration: none;">Ashamed of your Mother!</a></span><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"><a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/they-dare-to-make-money.html" style="color: #5588aa; text-decoration: none;">They Dare to Make Money!</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"><a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/four-letter-word-called-hurt.html" style="color: #5588aa; text-decoration: none;">A four letter word called Hurt</a></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"><a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2006/07/watchwomans-wrath-against-mustache.html" style="color: #cc6600; text-decoration: underline;">A Watchwoman's Wrath against Mustache</a></span><br />
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Shifting my home, shifted my perspective on home management and to an extent my priorities. But it has not changed my passion, hoping to be back in couple of weeks and blog regularly. I might not have visited your blogs but, please, you have been a BIG part of my life, and will continue to remain for the rest of my life..<br />
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Happy New Year:)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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<li>Diwali finally over (I hate festivals, wrote a post long time back on appointment with happiness or something like that on that. And Diwali is definitely the festival I dislike the most. I have never understood the hype especially amongst NRIs on Diwali back home, everytime someone gets nostalgic I want to tell them, hey now people just watch TV on Diwali and bigger the family more the number of channels to fight over. Sweets and Dresses are not just reserved for festivals. And the fireworks are more about ego and pollution than fun. But the cynic in me still liked to wish people, especially the auto drivers, sales personnel etc.) </li>
<li>Got Vijayadasami admission for kid. (And thankfully found a school which didn't give a fancy brochure on the skills they will teach. But the kid got unwell and hasn't spent much days at school).</li>
<li>Saw Endhiran finally. (Those of you who follow me on twitter would have known I gave up my friday (release day) tickets to my friends because I didn't want to see an important movie without reading the review first and choose to see Anjaana Anjani, since it was just time pass movie. Saw couple of moives too. And had to seen Endhiran again. And I liked it more the 2nd time. A Satyam loyalist, never thought I would like Kamala. But they have improved drastically. )</li>
<li>No time to read the newspapers or catch up with the news. But ignorance is bliss. (One day I picked up the paper and read about tsunami in Indonesia and a flower vendor's boy being crushed to death in elevator. Enough of news for the moment. Btw newspapers seem to be more about offers and promotions than news and analysis.</li>
<li>No time for TV too. Saw Neeya Nana celebrations discussion. What sort of research do they do? Why did no one mention, the woman who was behind Mother's Day spent the rest of her life fighting AGAINST it?</li>
<li>Read few books. Now want to finish the post to get back to the 2 books I have started reading today. </li>
<li>10 more days to go before I travel and still 100 things to do. My excel list just keeps getting long and longer. </li>
<li>I hate change and lack of control. And vacation is in a way my nightmare. But if my life remained stagnant perhaps I wouldn't grow and become wiser. So instead of resisting what I can't change, trying my best to be cool and calm but ending up many times as a dragon. And its not fun being a dragon-donkee.</li>
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<div>I was in a dark mood, lightened up after catching the comment and email of 2 bloggers. <strong><em>Thank You so much.</em></strong> The past couple of months have been tough for me. And only I know the difference the bloggers who dropped in to enquire made to me. Reading a book about a serial killer and was thinking how naive I was when I let people into my online life few years back. While the unpleasant experiences helped me grow wiser as a person, the kindness I received in the last few months has comforted me and honestly I can't find words to convey how I feel. Its just been a bright orange on a grey sky. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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What in the world were we thinking? </span></span><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Decades ago, it was okat to watch TV with friends at the neighbours. Today, the neighbours decide if we are worthy of their friendship based on what TV we own.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">DD was not fun but today's DD (Disappointing Distance) is more horrible. Its not just adults who judge you based on</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">1.The locality and number of bedrooms in your house</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">2.The car</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">3.The TV you own. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Its kids too.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">I haven't forgotten the fun in waiting for some fun on DD. Watching "Aamchi Mathi Aamchi Manoos" or "Apan yaana Pahila Ka?" and thinking an interview would end, if they showed the long shot (in a neighbour's house of course). Being amazed as a teen, when a friend's sister had TWO channels and could watch a match without being at the mercy of a cable operator who rotated channels. </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">I have the money to buy a great TV for my kid but how will I give my kid, the fun I had with TV, as a kid?</span></div><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i>Why is it so tough to convince my friends and neighbours its not about Price but about Value. Fun is not just about what you see, but how and with whom you see it:)</i></b></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">PS : They are still my friends. I do feel bad when they don't get my point of view but as DD has thought me, Life isn't What you want it to be:) And I accept and love my friends inspite of their "snobbish values".</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">PPS : And who am I kidding, when the ribbing gets too bad, I am glad I have the projector:)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">****</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(47, 47, 47); line-height: 16px; "><h2 style="font-size: 20px; color: rgb(241, 72, 40); text-decoration: none; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 30px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I don't think Bikram's Blog needs directions from this blog, but instead of writing a post I thought I could mention his post </span></span><a href="http://mann-bikram.blogspot.com/2010/09/shaheed-sardar-bhagat-singh.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Shaheed Sardar Bhagat Singh</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >. </span></span></h2></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the sea of humanity, some fishes are more equal than others</td></tr>
</tbody></table>If the toilets offered to visitors were not hygienic I wonder about the toilets offered to 400000 CWG workers. But in an image obsessed nation, these Indian workers don't matter. <div><br />
<div>UN estimates <a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/600-million-lack-toilets-in-India/articleshow/5246171.cms">55 percent of Indians still defecate outside</a>.The media conveniently sleeps to the fact that more Indians have access to mobile phones than improved sanitation and wakes up only to criticize Kalmadi. </div></div><div><br />
</div><div>I am not saying unclean toilets are okay. Just saying Clean Sanitation options should not be a luxury and should be a right of every Indian.</div><div><br />
</div><div>2 articles which didn't say the usual</div><div><a href="http://blogs.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/India-Circus/entry/brown-man-s-burden">http://blogs.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/India-Circus/entry/brown-man-s-burden</a></div><div><a href="http://www.indianexpress.com/news/we-just-won-the-gold/687684/">http://www.indianexpress.com/news/we-just-won-the-gold/687684/</a></div><div><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div>I am sick of writing about CWG, but sanitation is not a silly cause to support. Would like to recycle <a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2009/11/180-feet.html">180 feet</a> and <a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2010/03/waste.html">Waste</a>.</div><div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>My brain is brimming with blog posts but I have to deal with this 2 and half year old.<br />
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I prefer to keep my offline life, offline, but thought I would make an exception and talk about whats been happening to me lately.<br />
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Saw Inception , after being depressed about the ending for couple of days, decided Cobb's guilt would have got him out of the dream.<i><b> Guilt is more powerful than Love.</b></i><br />
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Read few days back, the three books in the Millennium series, by Stieg Larsson. Felt the original title of the first book "Men who hate women" was more apt than "Girl with the Dragon Tattoo". There are not just men who hate women, but even women who hate women. My most recent encounter, a maths teacher who said, women can't compete with men when it comes to cooking. (I couldn't resist pointing out, that perhaps, men focussed on taste and were more liberal with oil salt etc, while many women who cook regularly think of their husband's cholestrol bp and are moderate in its usage.) Five minutes later, she said, girls were stupids who had to slog and study everyday but boys could study at the last minute and still be brilliant. And continued to admire boys. I didn't argue on this one. Even if I had pointed out few girls who studied at the last minute and came up with good marks, she wouldn't have admired them. I just pitied and prayed for the girls in her maths class. I simply gave up on the conversation. And for the record, I think its stupid to generalise that one gender can cook better than the other. On maths, even if the brains are different, the ALL boys and ALL girls is a bit too much. After reading the book, I thought about her and others like her (men and women) who hate women. And wondered if there were men and women who hated men. And for a whole day I was stumped. There are different standards for men and women. If Hilary Clinton behaved liked Bill, she wouldn't have got away with it so easily.<br />
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I tried to think of atleast one woman or one man whom I have met, who hated men. And I couldn't come up with the above teacher's equivalent. Till I thought, under what circumstances will the above teacher hate men? And the answer is so simple. I have a feeling she would hate a man who decides to be a homemaker or a man who wears skirts and lipsticks occasionally. I don't know if its true. But in my mind, I have restored the gender neutral balance. <br />
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I lost few files. One of the files was an excel file a daily planner which mentions what each member of the family had and will be having for the next month, for breakfast lunch dinner and snack. What me and my kid wore, the anniversaries and the expenses and whether I walked or had fruit. And the chores I did. And a 2do list. No I am not an organised person. I have that file, precisely because I am not organised. I have shopping lists, packing lists, 2do lists because I know I am stupid and liable to make mistakes. I believe in being a wise donkey even in real life.<br />
Now I am busy typing in all the databanks. (The Shopping list, The Packing List, The Dinner Menu List, The Dress List etc and of course the Daily Planner till December.) So that I rotate all the clothes, and recipes and don't spend too much time on trying to remember if I have forgotten something.<br />
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Unknown, if you are reading this, I didn't win or get a mention in the Freedom Contest. Didn't pout this time, just shrugged and moved on.<br />
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It might not be a coherent blog post, but just wanted to update. Rachna's comment acted as the Kick. And I have been back to mention I will have to go back for 3 more days on a short trip. Then I hope to blog till October 10th before leaving on a one month trip. And somewhere in between I have to shift my house.<br />
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I have kicked myself many times over choosing the online Identity wise donkey. (Try to tell that name to a group of bloggers in a blog meet). But now I am think thats better than Parents who think their children's kindergarden and primary school marks are a reflection of their Identity.<br />
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I have to catch up with many blog posts. Hope to catch up with them by Tuesday.<br />
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On Ayodhya, Would like to recycle <a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2007/09/path-of-ram.html">Path of Ram</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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For those who think he is just a regional superstar, well he has fans not just in Japan. A Superstar is not a Planetary Thing.<br />
He is the only celebrity who doesn't mind being photographed without Makeup, in the Entire Universe! How many times has Ash, his Robot co star and former Miss World , come out without make up? (Thanks $#23ror3fero from Neptune for pointing it out). So without wasting more time, lets start with the Legend of Rajni.<br />
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<u><strong>ASTRONOMY (SUPERR STARRR)</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>In the Real #Hitchhiker'sguide2galaxy Earth is known as the cave where Rajnikanth meditates #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>743825 telescopes across the universe are tracking Rajnikanth Live #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>#Stephen Hawking has changed his statement to Rajnikanth created & sustains Universe #LegendofRajni </li>
<li>#StephenHawking discovered today, the universe revolves around Rajnikanth #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>You may run to the end of Universe to hide from Him, but He would have strolled there b4 you #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>Stars are flashbulbs of aliens clicking pics of #Rajnikanth #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>Aliens landed on earth yesterday.Visited Universal Idol #Rajnikanth & went back screaming He really Exists. #LegendofRajni </li>
<li>Eclipses are caused by #Rajnikanth's shadows #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>#Rajnikanth fights evil in 89283027346 planets, simultaneously #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>Rajnikanth's birthday is celebrated as a festival in 830239201 planets #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>Rajnikanth's birthday is a holiday in 74356454 planets </li>
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<u><strong>ELEMENTS</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>When Rajnikanth stares at the sun, it hides behind the clouds & it rains (Yipee! it was RT by PritishNandy)</li>
<li>Rajnikanth stared at the lightning, Lightning Blinked & Closed its Eyes #LegendsofRajni</li>
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<u><strong>CHILDHOOD DAYS </strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>Is it a bird,Is it a Plane? Oh its Bal Rajnikanth skydiving again! #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>#BalRajnikanth thought Volcanoes were just hot fountains #LegendsofRajni</li>
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<u><strong>SUPERPOWERS</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>Rajni never gets credit card calls.A marketeer swears Rajni's hand appeared thru phone & tweaked his ear #LegendofRajni</li>
<li>Rajnikanth can see through You even if you are on the other side of the Earth #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>#Rajnikanth can find a needle in an ocean </li>
<li>When Rajnikanth wants diamonds, his hand scoops stones from volcanoes & cuts them with his stares #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>His statue at Tussads spins zooms & flies #LegendofRajni</li>
<li>Once Rajnikanth reached upto the sky to save a crashing plane while retrieving a sinking ship with other hand #LegendsofRajnI</li>
<li>#Rajnikanth can make #NarasimhaRao laugh. #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>#Osama cannot be found because #Rajnikanth kicked him out of Earth #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>#LegendsofRajni can never be publishd on Earth. All the Trees on Earth can't produce enough paper for even 1 Chapter</li>
<li>#ThegreatRajnidiet Breakfast Bullets & Grenades shake, Lunch Knives which have crunch. Dinner Spears & Arrows. #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>He can converse in 543194 languages while sleeping (Can't tweet the languages he can speak while awake due to Twitlimit #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>While shooting for a song in Switzerland, he held up an avalanche with his little finger #LegendsofRajni</li>
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<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><u><strong>HOLLYWOOD</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>James #Bond may have license to kill #Rajnikanth has license to Thrill #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>Hollywood has not made #LegendsofRajni movie coze it can't find technology to showcase his Powers</li>
<li>Indian version of #Expendables stars Rajnkanth with 10 other Rajnikanths #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>#Superman, #Batman & #Spiderman complained, How can we do all this! What are we #Rajnikanth! #LegendofRajni</li>
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<u><strong>ISHTYLE</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>#Rajnikanth styles Giorgio #Armani #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>Beauty queens ape him when it comes to hair tossing</li>
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<u><strong>SPORTS</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>If #Rajnikanth kicks a football once, the ball spins around the stadium & becomes a goal, 200 times over #LegendsofRajni</li>
<li>When #Rajnikanth is made a goalkeeper he kicks 839475 goals #LegendsofRajni</li>
</ul><u><strong>DID U KNOW</strong></u><br />
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"></div><ul><li>#106yearoldvirgin vowed she will mate someone like #Rajnikanth only #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>For his honeymoon, Rajnikanth took his wife for a stroll on Jupiter's moon #LegendsofRajnI</li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">#SalmanKhanisShirtless coze if he meets #Rajnikanth he can get #Rajni's autograph near his heart #LegendsofRajni </span></li>
<li>Harry Potter is actually the story of younger Rajnikanth #LegendsofRajnI</li>
<li>Rajnikanth is not on Twitter. Who needs followers when you have infinite worshipers #LegendsofRajni</li>
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<u><strong>SILLY TOPICS TRENDING ON TWITTER</strong></u><br />
<ul><li>#mychemicalromance is the story of Japanese Robots pining for #Shankar 's #Robot #LegendofRajni </li>
<li>#1billionrajnikanthers can easily defeat #5millionbeliiebers #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>#biggestliethatworked Rajnikanth is merely a superstar #LegendsofRajni </li>
<li>Beyonce is not celebrating her bday. Rajnikanth forgot to wish her. #LegendsofRajni #happybdaybeyonce </li>
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<u><strong>MY FAVOURITE</strong></u><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><em><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Eyes lights candles, Smiles melts hearts, Wth Finger Flicks Evil Fought. WhoisHe,she thght.Thats #LegendofRajni Sweetheart</span></strong></em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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This year, she hadn't won the Prestigious Painting Competition, yesterday. Her Art Teacher was disgusted with her. While her parents were furious and ashamed of her. She was scared, of the Principal, but tried to console herself with, it can't be worse, I will get used to it in couple of days.<br />
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Yesterday night, she had painted on the topic again, and had taken it to the Art Teacher today morning. It was a gesture meant to convey, I get it, I can do it. But that just infuriated the Teacher more."You knew what was required, and yet had the audacity to paint, something else yesterday!" she had screamed, flinging away the painting in disgust. The seven year old girl, wondered if that was the reason she was being called to the principal's office.<br />
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Summoned, she went meekly in, scared. Not daring to look at the principal in the eye. "I heard you didn't win this time" He said. She managed to mumble, she realised what was required and that the entrance fee was big and she was sorry to disappoint all those who supported her...<br />
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He interuptted her with "Did you give it your best?"<br />
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She looked up suprised, eyes brimmed with tears, blinking. She bit her lower lip, to stop it from quivering. Choked with emotions, she managed to nod furiously.<br />
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"Well, then, well done." came the reply and she stood in a daze, and stared, amazed.<br />
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"I am not an expert on Art, but the <b><i>essence of Creativity is not Popularity but Integrity</i></b>. Be true to Yourself and Express Yourself. I am told, <b><i>Van Gogh sold only one painting in his lifetime, yet today his paintings are worth millions.</i></b> Not just in art, whatever you do, as long as you are not harming others, be Yourself, thats why You were created. You are unique, just like everyone around You."<br />
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"Now, have they given back, your painting?" She nodded and dug out the Dud Painting from her school bag. She summoned up courage and dared to ask "Do you like it?". He smiled and said, no, I won't pretend to like it. But <b><i>as long as you like it, its Priceless not Worthless.</i></b>"<br />
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"But my parents are upset that I wasted their money and painted a Dud" she said through sobs.<br />
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"I will talk to your parents" he said. "<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Artists are not like fixed deposits, which churns out safe returns, but like equities. Sometimes Superlative,and brilliant returns and at times shocking " </span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">he paused, "Duds". If we start expecting artists to deliver safe bets, we will only produce mediocre artists, who are scared to experiment and take risks</span></i></b>."<br />
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Passing back the painting, the Principal said she could leave, the little girl still dazed thanked the principal and with a twinkle in his eye the Principal probably said "Welcome". But why did she hear it as <b><i>"Swagatham"?</i></b><br />
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Outside, the girl leaned on the wall and murmered, I am probably day dreaming again.<br />
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<i>Dedicated to Ms.Khan, Madhavrao Bhagwat High School, Vile Parle, Mumbai. </i><br />
<i>Mam, decades ago, I argued with you and turned out to be wrong. You didn't take me to task, for my audacity. But appreciated it with "Its good to have Its good to have confidence like this, keep it up". A passing remark, it might have been to you. But not for me. I only vaguely remember the lesson in History I argued about, but your response, when I felt humiliated, has made you an integral part of my history. Teachers like you are the true artists, who shape our nation's future. You mould us, not with just knowledge but your attitude and affection. Happy Teacher's Day.</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Sometimes, you ask for the impossible. You want to use the word "Saffron Terror" and still get the support from All of "Us" against those XYZ terrorists. Perhaps you thought, people didn't see red, when I use Red Terror for Maoists. But excuse me, do you see Red in our National Flag? Besides, saffron has many Shades, its not just in our national flag but its also sacred to the Hindus and all right minded humans, including Julia Roberts. So if you thought by using the term, Saffron Terror, you would be alienating those XYZ terrorists from mainstream Hindus, and majority of Indians, you are WRONG. Whats your hidden agenda? You want to be called <b><i>"Buddhu Chiddu"?</i></b><br />
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Being an Indian, you should have realised that we have a process for everything, so please follow the due process, and then use the term Saffron Terror, as many times as you please.<br />
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<b><u>1.Prioritize</u></b>.<br />
Follow the masters, the <b>Fairness Cream Makers</b>. They don't say black or wheatish is ugly, just say <a href="http://www.emamigroup.com/Fair-&-Handsome">fairness is beautiful and associated with success and desired by all.</a> So sponsor a meet of Hindu leaders and ask them to wear Orange. And coin a phrase "Future of Hinduism, Orange and Bright". See we are not saying anything negative about Saffron, just saying Orange is brighter and better.<br />
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<b><u>2.Symbolise</u></b><br />
Make Orange the National Fruit. Point out India is the Diabetes Capital of the World. And point out with charts and cartoons, the glycemic index of Mango is higher than that of Orange. The government cares for the health of its citizen and so we would like to make Orange the new national fruit. And have an Orange India Campaign. Point out <b><i>Orange is a Pavitra Phal, while Ripe Mangoes is filled with Rich Chemicals.</i></b> If the Mango growers object, threaten them quietly with "I will not let you export our national fruit".<br />
If you are very scared of controversy, add an Orange colored <b><i>National Vegetable</i></b> (Pumpkin or Carrot). Follow the <b><i>Beta-carotene routine </i></b>instead of diabetic routine. Specifically point out that Beta carotene is great for eyes and you want <b><i>Indians to be Visionaries</i></b>.<br />
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<b><u>3.Subsidise.</u></b><br />
When Karunanidhi (Karuna to northies) wanted to encourage Tamil names for Tamil movies, he simply removed the entertainment tax. (<a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/no-entertainment-tax-on-tamil-films-with-tamil-titles/96124-8.html">50 crores loss</a> is worth the pleasure of an aam admi, not consulting a dictonary to check the meaning of the movie.)<br />
Subsidise all products which use the orange color. If you don't want to actually give the subsidy, just add some loopholes, even accountants won't protest, since they will be making more money. But the important point remains, you will seen as Pro Hindu, Pro Growth not Anti-Saffron. If those from other religions protest and ask for subsidies of Green White or Whatever, point out Orange is not religious but National and Neutral.<br />
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<b><u>4.Internalise</u></b><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">The communists would probably get outraged over the dynastic influence of Dutch over the color propaganda. And the BJP might join them. So get few Swamis (wearing orange) to point out on TV, for centuries, we worshiped Orange since its closer to our fire God Agnidev. And since Orange was targeted by our Invaders, our ancestors used a duller color Saffron, to camouflage themselves. There you go, Two Birds One Stone. <b><i>Orange is associated with Resistance and History and Fire Power. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">And</span></span> </i></b>Saffron associated with fear and perhaps cowardice. Which color do you think our Hindus would opt?</div>Start a rumour,<b> Saffron flower</b> is the symbol of the Stone Throwers of Kashmir.<br />
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<b><u>5.Advertise</u></b><br />
Indian Public has lost faith in Police, Politicians, Media & Judiciary. We believe only in advertisements, especially those endorsed by Celebrities.<br />
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<ul><li>Get <b><i>Deepika to wear Orange at Cannes</i></b>, Suggest to <b><i>Julia's Stylist</i></b>, Orange is in,</li>
<li>Mention to Mukesh Ambani, Mumbai Indians, and therefore <b><i>Sachin</i></b> should wear Orange,</li>
<li>Pressurise Pawar to change Men in Blue to <b><i>Warrriors in Orange</i></b> (hey the team might lose but Shewag,Dhoni Sachin still sell),</li>
<li>Hint to <b><i>Raj Thackeray</i></b>, Marathi manoos prefers Oranges to Mangoes.</li>
<li>And ask <b><i>Bappida</i></b> to sing a tribute to Tagore wearing Orange colors, since "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_years_of_Rabindranath_Tagore">Tagore meditated among orange groves and conceived of a new type of university, desiring to "make Shantiniketan the connecting thread between India and the world."</a> (It will become a hit on Youtube & Internet Hindus will be more benevolent towards Orange.)</li>
<li>And get <b><i>TeleShopping Network</i></b> to suggest Orange colored Yantra makes the future bright and succesful. (Actually they will probably do it automatically, you don't have to suggest to them.)</li>
</ul><br />
<b><u>6.Proxy Criticise</u></b><br />
Next time a Godman is caught in a scandal, get a Godman wearing Orange to say its now a <b><i>Saffron Shame</i></b>. If someone objects, let the Orange Godman retaliate with "<b><i>Sex Swami</i></b>" is not Shameful?<br />
Make sure <b><i>SoniaG, BurkhaD and Arundathi</i></b> don't wear Orange and get few bloggers to wonder why they haven't worn Orange yet.<br />
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Thus, after throughly ruining the <b><i>Significance of Saffron</i></b>, you can use the term Saffron Terror, Saffron Monster or Saffron Sadists. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">And you will have an </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Orange Outrage</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> against those xyz terrorists. </span><br />
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But then, those xyz terrorists might object to you, for associating them with Saffron.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Kalmadiji was full of praises for the Swiss Management Consultant Mr.Fevicol, who is known to fix any problem. "I approached him a fortnight back and he was able to fix the problem on the spot!" effused Mr.Kalmadi. When a smart journalist pointed out that, India would have to pay few more crores in the form of consultation fee, Mr.Kalmadi rubbished it with. "We are hosting a world class event. And we need world class consultants. To suggest otherwise is unpatriotic."</div><br />
Meanwhile a paid journalist munching Swiss made Samosa enquired if the "Allegations of Corruption in CWG, could have been a paid news by BCCI to distract attention from the IPL saga."<br />
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Mr.Kalmadi magnanimously refused to target Mr.Pawar. But admitted, "We are exploring if those allegations had come from a section within BCCI which wanted to ruin the aam admi's interests in other sports, to further the commercial interests of IPL."<br />
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When asked if Mr.Fevicol had made any suggestions for making ARR's theme song more inspiring, Kalmadi shook his head and said, "When we approached Mr.Fevicol we didn't know realise a desi talent was available. We have now approached Rakhi Sawant, and she has promised not just Insaaf but also Inspiration."<br />
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</div><div><b><i>Informed sources however claim, Rakhi is an eyewash, on Mr.Fevicol's advice, Anu Malik has been hired to remix Waca Waca and it will be sung and performed by Bappi Lahiri (in Na'vi costume and an extra kilo of gold).</i></b></div><div><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-Qd8BTMEz4ssvtiMBOgizj3lveJCjqaDCORlrQYJfz4RJD7n2JbSsHSq176aEvgwnf3c826XSGWbfqHlTHhOPFzgUmFRRroviU3bU8pPxNUOwn_o-_HAZZWFkpfA0Wfdjrvm/s1600/cwg2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-Qd8BTMEz4ssvtiMBOgizj3lveJCjqaDCORlrQYJfz4RJD7n2JbSsHSq176aEvgwnf3c826XSGWbfqHlTHhOPFzgUmFRRroviU3bU8pPxNUOwn_o-_HAZZWFkpfA0Wfdjrvm/s320/cwg2.png" width="244" /></a><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;">Update : Stampedes have been witnessed all over the world, with NRIs clamouring to watch the opening ceremony of CWG. More sources have confirmed that Bappida, indeed would be performing dressed in a Na'vi costume with an extra kilo of gold and will be singing Khelo, GaOO, Khudo, Nacho, Khaa-OO. </span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;">And with soaring ticket sales, Kalmadi has been seen thundering, Avatar Jake style "WE DON'T NEED THEM, WE HAVE, US!!!"</span></i></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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In humiliation, how brightly I burn.<br />
Consequences? I have no concern!<br />
I am the Mighty Dragon, breathing Fire,<br />
Revenge is all, I now thirst and desire.<br />
My Freedom, you are a wonderful flower.<br />
Borne from you, the delicious fruit, Power.<br />
When Retribution I can certainly elude,<br />
Why suddenly has my rage subdued?<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1YYffXp5w8I1gQEmXqtt5h8j-1JAIug4ztwM0MZIZZbOOE4-jQ7gKPyMZK4aFaxmPbAEIQJ2h6nmIJGA9nOZnnKhj9c9-GN3s6H0S7gSldIcqsaaGBc6cGZUN0UscYaXmwl70/s1600/1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1YYffXp5w8I1gQEmXqtt5h8j-1JAIug4ztwM0MZIZZbOOE4-jQ7gKPyMZK4aFaxmPbAEIQJ2h6nmIJGA9nOZnnKhj9c9-GN3s6H0S7gSldIcqsaaGBc6cGZUN0UscYaXmwl70/s200/1a.jpg" width="161" /></a></div>Oh Freedom, you gave me Power<br />
But <b><i>Power is also true test of Character, I learn</i></b>.<br />
By Humuliation and Character<br />
My poor dear ego, you have now been, twice, burned.<br />
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Freedom, its unfair, you fight fire with your light<br />
My rage has been controlled and <i><b>caged by your light!</b></i><br />
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I thought I was truly free,<br />
And could go on any spree, carefree!<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">But, Freedom is a flame within and it ignites</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">A guiding light, to do the right.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Not a weapon for the might,</div>To be used in any and every spite.<br />
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So,<b><i> Freedom, I want to be Free from You</i></b><br />
Without you I could float in self pity and rue.<br />
For what is the use of being free if, <b><i>I,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Can but Don't, get an eye for an eye?</i></b><br />
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Freedom, you might take me to great heights<br />
But I am just as free as a kite.<br />
The string of integrity, chains my flight<br />
<b><i>With Wind or String, whom I should fight?</i></b><br />
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Oh please me don't tell me, I am not Ego<br />
I am Character and Ego, I must forgo.<br />
<b><i>Thought Freedom was a frame of mind,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Why should it be a flame in my mind?</i></b><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i>Yet, I wonder if this flame will propel Me to Rise</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Like a Phoenix, from ashes of my ego's demise.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Then Freedom, from my ego, you have set me free</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Perhaps to happiness, you are after all the key</i>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWSoLuUkhYOn1S_OcBCfbJbz2c-LFk0IpULxy0RrbBhvHJJdgz3mrIcxtS-CdWH6nUd8kTnoHrhe9QQlKH2zt0t9YNaNrKkNG_-d9yjcjStsCabjLk_HnhkyX8zR0q8QjkaXE/s1600/1h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWSoLuUkhYOn1S_OcBCfbJbz2c-LFk0IpULxy0RrbBhvHJJdgz3mrIcxtS-CdWH6nUd8kTnoHrhe9QQlKH2zt0t9YNaNrKkNG_-d9yjcjStsCabjLk_HnhkyX8zR0q8QjkaXE/s640/1h.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">An entry for </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/08/18/frames-of-freedom-photos-indian-bloggers">Blogadda's Frames of Freedom Contest</a></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Note : <i>My twitter followers would have been aware of my anger and anguish the last couple of days. Towards the end of the journey called rage, these emotions and thoughts, fell into place. Since real life is hardly poetic, my Id Ego, has only been partially burnt and blackmails me more with its scars. Nevertheless, I am at a better place and at least in partial peace.Wrote the poem and then clicked these pictures (In the dark, a candle (including the first picture), a Silverish Shell articraft for the wing effect, & a helpage calender for Mahatma Gandhi's picture (in the last image). Never thought the toughest part of the journey would be in choosing amongst <a href="http://home-and-garden.webshots.com/album/578481674crGBfc?vhost=home-and-garden">all the pictures I clicked</a> . Well freedom is definitely fun, if we don't mind the tiny burdens. The line "Power is the True Test of Character" is my favourite quote, and it explains, the source of many a problems. From littering, taking an office pencil, or crores in scam. Gandhi never advocated non-violence as a weapon for the weak,(he asked them to be brave and fight back), but asked the strong to follow non-violence to prove the strength in their soul too. Forgiveness isn't about saying its OK but choosing to Respond instead of React. </i><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEjbxxJfftcSmj7C1holiPGdHg1r2QspMeRqQ8Lk5LIlN6JaiXRtNPl4M06HQ5hhVai1aYmBTWQixkqJHLuMeNVMdQOZn0EruuOdy_C7Q8xFaZktsGKsY_cbAH1WR69BcyDY9n/s1600/1i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEjbxxJfftcSmj7C1holiPGdHg1r2QspMeRqQ8Lk5LIlN6JaiXRtNPl4M06HQ5hhVai1aYmBTWQixkqJHLuMeNVMdQOZn0EruuOdy_C7Q8xFaZktsGKsY_cbAH1WR69BcyDY9n/s200/1i.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><b><i>Even when you can get away with it, </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Ask yourself, what you would Not Do.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMR8bsJhrx6XG1iNEGiXHJ8HRnq7WFrf_G5DMDWJ4cdrNxrQQBRNaSQW5WogN-JeAt6zb9jqyxwfyegw8n7chEG6-C9453BuuisDYT7F9aq3FKnBvh-P76gbQr4K2LPz8te5TK/s1600/1j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMR8bsJhrx6XG1iNEGiXHJ8HRnq7WFrf_G5DMDWJ4cdrNxrQQBRNaSQW5WogN-JeAt6zb9jqyxwfyegw8n7chEG6-C9453BuuisDYT7F9aq3FKnBvh-P76gbQr4K2LPz8te5TK/s320/1j.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b><i>Well, thats the Real You, a sum of your Values.</i></b></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Its a Royal Court with attendants in garish costumes. Trumpets blow, Shehnais and Sitars are re-mixed, as Rahul and Dimpy enter, dressed in the Latest Authentic Ethnic Finery (LAEF) and sit on a throne, from the Ramayan set.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The Host also dressed in LAEF introduces the first complainant.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">A woman cries "<a href="http://www.indianexpress.com/news/more-mobile-phones-in-india-than-toilets-sa/607183/">There are more mobiles than toilets in India!</a> We have corruption cases like Koda and Kalmadi's and their crores. And renovation cases like Yeddyurappa who spend <a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/Yeddyurappa-spends-Rs-17-crore-to-redo-home/articleshow/5224576.cms">Ten Lakhs on their toilet</a>. What can you do to ensure every Indian gets a Toilet?"</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dimpy smiles demurely and says "I think Rahulji is better suited to answer this case since his father had groomed him to be a future PM and he is an expert on politics." Dimpy and Rahul smile at each other.(Background violin "Tujhe dekha to yeh jana sanam").</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Host "Rahulji, when will you enter active politics? We know you spend lots of time doing social service."</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Rahul chukles and chides the Host "My Social Service is supposed to be a Secret, otherwise my Service will be viewed as just a publicity stunt. When the time comes, I will talk about other plans. But right now, lets talk about this person's problem." Rahul turns smiles at the woman and brings a finger to the chin.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The host thunders "Ek chote se break ke baad, aapko milega Rahulji ka Jawab aur Insaaf".</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After mere 6 minutes of advertisements,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Rahul with serious expression (Eyebrows knitted).</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Legal angle is a waste because it takes time," "unlike our show" jibes the Host, Audience Laughs and cheers for 3 minutes."Sorry Rahulji please continue" apologises the Host.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"<b><i>And government has to spend so much money on prosecution and financing all the Swiss trips for CBI officers. Lets introduce a fine system.</i></b> The accused will have to pay 25% of the scam amount as fine. Government will have more money for spending on sanitation and all will be Fine. <b><i>On renovation of bathrooms, please understand, unless we give the best to our ministers they won't be able to give their best.</i></b> " (Background music "All is Well").</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dimpy "Rahulji with <b><i>so much of our money in Swiss Bank accounts, didn't you think we should nationalise Swiss banks and bring back the money to India?</i></b>" Studio audience breaks into applause. Rahul nods, takes Dimpy's hands, looks into her eyes and vows, that it would be his first move after becoming Prime Minister, but she shouldn't spill out his secrets in public." Dimpy blushes and apologises.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Studio Audience claps while Host gets ecstatic and hands over to the complainant, a gift voucher from a sponsor, for an elite bath set and mentions a tiny break. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After 8 minutes of advertisements, the Host introduces a poor man (wearing only a dhothi) from Rajasthan, who wails, for <a href="http://www.ndtv.com/article/india/one-rupee-a-day-for-nrega-labourers-in-tonk-46972">11 days of physical work in hot sun I got Rs.11 </a>but MPs earn in thousands and get hikes, even if they disrupt Parliament.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dimpy smiles at Rahul and asks permission to answer the question. Rahul, gives her an indulgent smile and nods. Dimpy in a choked voice "Sir, you got Rs.11 for 11 days but what about your wife, who has worked for your family, how much has she got? This is life, it has ups and downs." A close up shot reveals a tear flowing down Rahul's face (background sad sitar sound).<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dimpy continues "How much do you think your mother struggled to give birth to you, do you think you can pay her adequte compensation? We work for the love of our nation. MPs may earn in thousands but what about cricketers and film stars who earn in crores? Please do not confuse work, love, respect, value and money."<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Turns in slow motion to Rahul and looks at him for approval. Rahul gives her a you make me feel so proud of you look (gazes with smile without blinking). (Background violin Kabhie Kabhie mere Dil Mein).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Audience claps, Host Wah Wahs and gives the Man a Chocolate Gift Hamper and the latest Fairness Cream with anti-darkening RE3 agent, specially made, for those who are out in the sun for a longtime. The complainant gives a deep bow and goes away with the hampers and a smile on his face.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After a 5 minute ad break, the Host introduces us to the final complainant. A young guy is checking his mobile, realises the camera is on him and complains tearfully,"<b><i>No one reads my blog or my tweets.</i></b> I have 641 followers on my twitter not a single one of them respond to my tweets."<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Rahul gets down from his throne and walks up to the guy and puts his arm around him. "Life is very cruel. But instead of Twitter and Blogger if you spend your time on TV, you will feel significant, because in TV TRP is everything. <b><i>And you can participate and make a difference, especially if you watch and vote with Reality TV.</i></b><br />
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</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The Tweeter breaks down more and cries more and while hugging Rahul tweets "Hugging Rahul Mahajan" and updates his Facebook Wall, with "Rahul thinks I Rock". Dimpy also joins them and cries, and says "I know how tough, it is to feel insignificant, and I will pray for you. And the three of them go and pray in front of the Ganesh Idol near the throne. Dimpy sings Jai Ganesh Aarthi and offers the prasad to Rahul, Host and Tweeter (who is tweeting and posting with one hand).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Rahul and Dimpy handover the latest mobile with twitwofour technology to the Tweeter and offers one final advise. "Please don't confuse Online Readers, Followers and Friends with family. The only important people exist in real life, spend more time watching TV with your family members." Audience Applauds. Background music "Insaaf ka Mandir hai yeh".</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dimpy's puppy runs to her and licks her face. Audience coo. Dimpy tells the Host they have to take leave to spend quality family time together and promise to come back to resolve more problems. Rahul thanks the sponsors and the producers. And they leave in a chariot, with two white horses, waving to the crowd, as the onlookers cheers.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Host looks directly at the camera and says "We are family, we are here to advise and suggest. Come,Share your problems with Us".<br />
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According to some sources, Dimpy gave the Tweeter, a printout of Blogadda's <a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/08/26/how-to-get-more-readers-traffic-for-your-blog">How to get More Readers Traffic for your blog</a> and said, "Bhaiya, I wish they had Tips for Twitter too". Rahul got suspicious and snatched the printout and shredded it to pieces. The Director Yelled Cut! and screamed "Why mention Blogadda! They haven't sponsored us!"</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">If you liked this post try, <a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2010/08/patriot-celebrity-with-duty.html">The Patriot - The Celebrity with Duty</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">If you hated this post try, <a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2010/08/simple-substitute-for-sleeping-pill.html">Simple Substitute for Sleeping Pill</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Don't get into them if you think it would help you become famous or make more money or because others are doing it.<br />
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Get into them for the simple reason of You wanting to do it. And you will know its what <b><i>You Want</i></b>, when you will accept responsibility, if something goes wrong in the process.<br />
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And all are mutually exclusive, including marriage and children.<br />
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If you agree with this you might like<br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/perplexed-about-premarital-sex.html">Perplexed about Premarital Sex</a><br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2006/09/lonely-get-pet-not-spouse.html">Lonely? Get a Pet not a Spouse</a><br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2006/03/single-and-still-complete.html">Single and Still Complete</a><br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2005/01/before-walking-off-into-sunset.html">Before Walking off Into the Sunset</a><br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/dumped-and-down-in-dumps.html">Dumped and Down in the Dumps</a><br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2005/02/van-gogh-on-valentine.html">Van Gogh on Valentine</a><br />
<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-you-need-your-him-to-be-happy.html">Do You Need Him to be Happy?</a><br />
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Meanwhile, Mayawati has now instructed her administration to, <b><i>Throw Shoes but only Golden ones</i></b>. Kalmadi by the way, has placed an order with an Italian firm to deliver 50,000 pairs, priced at a lakh each, to be delivered during the Closing Ceremony. He has requested everyone <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">"</span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Throw Shoes, but only those ordered by me</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">".</span><br />
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BJP and the Communists have joined hands to launch an agitation against the <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">ProThrowShoe</span></i></b> attitude of the government, since Throwing Shoes is against our Culture. They also pointed out that, the inflation has affected the price of shoes and now the aam aadmi couldn't afford to buy shoes.They hope their mass agitation will throw the Government out of Power. But quickly, Kapil Sibal has shooed away the agitation with a <b><i>35 Paise Shoe Scheme.</i></b><br />
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MNS meanwhile, has launched its own campaign<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;"> </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">"Throw Shoes, but only those made by Marathi Manoos." </span></i></b><br />
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Since Rahul Mahajan has been<a href="http://www.mid-day.com/news/2010/aug/130810-rahul-mahajan-hospitalised.htm"> hospitalised with chest pains,</a> NDTV Imagine has announced a new reality show with Rakhi Sawant titled "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;"><i><b>Rakhi ka Shoeciever".</b></i></span> The object of the contest is to win the heart and receive the shoes from Rakhi Sawant.<br />
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Bollywood stars (minus Shahrukh) have started their own mass agitation. They stood, arm in arm outside Aamir Khan's House chanting <b>"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Throw Shoes, Please don't be Coy, You are after all our Midas Touch Boy!"</span> </b>Kareena has signed an endorsement deal for S<b>ize Zero shoes</b> while<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;"> Katrina has tweeted about her </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">New Mystery Shoe. </span></b><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;"></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Since the title of </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Bobby Deol's horror thriller "Help" has not helped in making it a blockbuster, the producers have decided to rename it "Shoe" </span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">and hoping to woo and <b><i>shoo in some audience</i></b>. A small controversy has been created with the title, as Sanjay Leela Bhansali has just launched a new movie </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">"Hum Shoe Throw Chuke Sanam". And RGV has decided to rename Phoonk 3 as Ssssshhh-Whhoooooo</span></i></b><br />
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Baba Sehgal, by the way, has remixed "I am too Sexy for my shoes" with <b><i>"I am Sexy throwing Shoes" </i></b>to relaunch his career.<br />
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<div>Admist all these Shoe news, Lalit Modi has announced an<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;"> </span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Indian Shoe Throwing Show</span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">. </span>He has promised he will take Shoe Throwing to a new entertainment level, with Cheerleaders, Designer Shoes, Foreign Players and lots of pre-match and post-match parties thrown in between. And has even roped in the sponsor, <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Jimmy Choo. </span></i></b>While Modi has tweeted it will be a "<b><i>ShowStopper</i></b>", Shashi Tharoor has simply tweeted <i><b>"Sho(ow) Shoepid".</b></i><br />
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In an unrelated development, four new Chinese factories have been setup to manufacture shoes. A leading multinational bank has launched a new <b><i>Credit Card, </i></b>exclusively for purchasing your Dream Shoes. And has launched an internet campaign titled <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffe599;">Shoe Shop with Bipasha Basu</span></i></b>. I have received 32<b><i> junk smses</i></b> about products which will help me throw shoes accurately. I will delete them after smsing my replies to NDTV Times Now & IBN on their <b><i>Shoe Polls</i></b>. </div><div><br />
Then I will be off, to get the blessings of <b><i>Shoe Swami <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">who has arrived from the Himalayas. My friend assures me, for a four figure fee, he will throw a shoe at me and I will become a very Popular Blogger. But I am a very scientific person, the Shoe Swami is just a back up plan, I have already bought <b><i>Fair and Shiny Shoe Whitening Cream.</i></b> <a href="http://www.emamigroup.com/Fair-&-Handsome"><b><i>Don't I know a person can be successful, only by being fair and having a fairer Shoe?</i></b></a></span></span></i></b><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>If you have a short fuse,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Or if you want to blow away your blues,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Or simply want to be on the News,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Throw Shoes, Throw Shoes.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Wake up, those who mentally snooze</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Hey, Use any excuse</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Only a shoe you are going to lose</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Throw shoes, Throw Shoes.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Target those who disagrees with your views.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>But Watch out though, some might reuse.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Do it before it fades away with overuse.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Throw Shoes Throw Shoes.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Hmmm, you think, this post has no use</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>If you don't mind standing in a long queue</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Hey at me, you can always throw shoes!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>But smelly socks, sorry I will refuse.</i></b><br />
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</i></b></div><i>with sincere apologies to those mentioned above.</i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffd966;"><b>PS : If you have heard a constant buzz behind you ear "Shoemaar, shoemaar" and you have not been drinking, doing drugs etc, than it could be the voice of our own sweet Ketangel. Just throw a shoe, towards the sky. Aargh angel will make sure you hit Ketangel. And you will be featured in Times of Angels, Anglie (not Jolie) Times. </b></span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffd966;"><b>PPS : If you are wondering , who the #@$ $# is Ketangel, you should read </b></span><a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/2009/11/divine-justice-t20-style-2.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffd966;"><b>Divine Justice T20 Style- 2</b></span></a></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ffd966;"><b>PPPS : If you have read the post and want to become Angelised in my post like <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622410643454108685">Ketan,</a> then you would have to be a regular top commentator. And thats not just typing a" nice post" comment. He reads the entire post and faces my cross examination. The logic being, you have to face a death equivalent to become an angel. And there are many bloggers who would choose death, over reading my blog.</b></span></i></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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</div><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Mother vs Motherland</span></span></span></u></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=battlefield+filterui:photo-photo+filterui:color-bw#focal=c70e9a93e51a38df1bac0312e121677f&furl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.deviantart.com%2Fdownload%2F135887600%2FMy_life__the_battlefield_by_christians.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bCWmUgzLjS6_xnYTkemV85pP1vADdcgFjBS1pl_bzaN-OFAQZDSiljBzMMszV8nG1waPP_tfZX3FAeIBoP78hmRkwreO3WZQGuEJY8JIaoBEgvuzN01C5hZNVTx_rdXLpZnI/s200/battle.jpg" width="141" /></a></div>So this is death, the dying soldier thought.<br />
To avoid this, how my mother had fought!<br />
As she felt her spirit soar,<br />
She faintly heard, her mother's roar.<br />
"You won't live for me, your mother!<br />
But don't mind dying for your motherland! "<br />
"Not everyone dies mom, and life has no guarantees."<br />
she had coolly retorted and even now, she didn't rue her stand.<br />
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<b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Owning Land</span></span></u></b><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.interfacelift.com/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZV2S7Xjb5DG5oQTRYYwBSAOmhMzu-1DdPb3RokFdyr0jU8PbcoqSOuySw90wTMV1Ki8Ta7cZCmZrQzYo9w_UvtKvfmZsBsDnSg6MZDcWwBU9PDgpVybgvnnP3xowq2nT2AVG/s320/01429_sunsetinedinburgh_1280x800.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>"Dadi, is the mango from the tree in the Big House really verry tasty?" the ten year old girl asked her grandmother. "Yes." replied the sleepy grandmother.</div></div>"How do you know?" asked the girl, unwilling to sleep. "My dadi told me" replied the tired woman.<br />
"How did your dadi, know ?"whispered the persistent girl. "She lived there" her dadi said sadly. "Ma!" the girl's father warned.<br />
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Excited the girl asked "She lived in the Big House?"<br />
"No." replied the tired granny."She lived in a small house on that land, but her father had planted those mango trees. Then one day, men came with sticks and knives and told them to leave. And then later those men, sold the land to some other people and then the Big House came up with those Big Gates and Walls."<br />
"Enough. Now go to sleep." chided her mother.<br />
"So the Mangoes are ours?" she asked excited, ignoring her mother.<br />
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"No" mourned her granny "Those trees have died, and now, its their fruits that have become trees, and anyway we don't own the land."<br />
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<b><i>"So how can I own a land?" the girl asked after few minutes.</i></b><br />
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Her granny pretended to snore. But she shook her and repeated the question. "You buy with money" came the curt reply from her father.<br />
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"But did the men with sticks give money to your dadi's father, dadi?"<br />
"No but those were different times" sighed the granny and turned the other way and faked sleep.<br />
The girl stared into the darkness, unable to sleep, inspite of the suggestive snores.<br />
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She snaked her arm around her grandmother's waist. Then whispered "Tomorrow I will go with sticks and own the land near the river. Then I will sell it and make money and buy lots of lands. And then we will plant lots and lots of mango trees. And then my grandchildren and their grandchildren will taste the sweetest mango ever."<br />
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</div>She expected applause but just got few giggles.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Hiding on the Land</span></span></b></u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVXycmlsaiRjOG7n6DytQ_NiwYbJ8OsxrJrAkYJF_K0Wv9uVR4kPsureXt1iKLnHDX7YHbBPmLESow8TD5dJaL5mAs_tSz8SQRrqDNzK5xwCsEz3Tm3mMVophOz_-3ja9eYVeC/s1600/turtle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVXycmlsaiRjOG7n6DytQ_NiwYbJ8OsxrJrAkYJF_K0Wv9uVR4kPsureXt1iKLnHDX7YHbBPmLESow8TD5dJaL5mAs_tSz8SQRrqDNzK5xwCsEz3Tm3mMVophOz_-3ja9eYVeC/s320/turtle.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>She watched her mother anxiously touch her little brother's forehead and shake her head at her father.<br />
Agitated, he said "I will take her to the doctor". But her mother said it would be risky in the middle of the night. "They might stop you and ask for papers." And continued to sponge her brother with a wet towel.<br />
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She stared at them anxiously, hoping she could provide a solution. Her mother had told her, to not talk too much about her father, because he was an illegal immigrant. She wondered if they would allow her to take her little brother to the doctor. She was not sure if she was also illegal but didn't dare to ask her mother that, and add to her distress. She stared at the line of ants, on the wall, and whispered, "How do you find out if you are illegal?"<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Territory, Entity and Identity</span></span></b></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR7uz-xDP1hfEzExWCX186FymVoHUNJn_euYXVgAfgPP1aKFh-lLk6V_O0YkKZoDmXmzSinPtIvbllAA4Zye4K2msO4oppeHqA6NMXieEyfLOvYHbcd5aQ9EyNdflJKTqaJM9o/s1600/star+sky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR7uz-xDP1hfEzExWCX186FymVoHUNJn_euYXVgAfgPP1aKFh-lLk6V_O0YkKZoDmXmzSinPtIvbllAA4Zye4K2msO4oppeHqA6NMXieEyfLOvYHbcd5aQ9EyNdflJKTqaJM9o/s200/star+sky.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>"I won't tell you, even if you cause me pain." she said defiantly.<br />
Her captor sneered,"Aaah a fighter, lets find out how much pain you can withstand..."<br />
Later, he casually asked, "So how, is the pain?"<br />
She managed to gasp, "Not greater than the pain, of not having a motherland"<br />
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"Oh, you will have one, if you stopped resisting and started accepting" he said, as he searched his tool box.<br />
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"Accept!! Accept that your people can do anything to us, because you have firepower? Accept you are mighty and you can strip us of our Identity?" she snarled, before blacking out with pain, from his latest tool.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Free Sky</span></span></b></u><br />
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the soldier's soul wondered,<br />
as towards the sky, it soared.<br />
Did everything happen, to me, in this birth,<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS "A non-violent journalist,"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BBP "Again boring character. Make it a romantic patriotic movie"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS "Hero falls in love with a girl from another country.."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BBP "No Way! Look what happened to Sania!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS "Hero is a pop star, who has made it big through a reality contest."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BBP "Excellent, we can show off His dancing skills"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS "We open with Hero on stage, head down, hearing in his mind, the comments of the Reality Show Judge (some old star who wants to make a comeback) berating him for being a poor orphan with just hopes, going up against his classy prodigy. Someone shouts Action and the spotlight turns on him. He faces the camera and comes up with a mix of rap and soul number, with Vande Mataram, Mera Bharat Mahan and ends with Jai Hind". The audience and the other judges give him a standing ovation. While the Reality Judge reluctantly applauds him. Later this Judge tellsHero, its not easy to get voted as the winner since, smses costs money. Few days later, he becomes the winner closely beating his rich competitor. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AmVI-pm19hmyGq0eOw_AAYpKJRrRm_Y1mXhC7l21wOSRg_DoAZy_V8RpSyUeBzMYBagEJF4DqEXeW6Q0XyOhTx3FBLzh4PL_3VOgaCIOjOxT39-r-xhUoGKnmJLljhH_onCs/s1600/crowd.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AmVI-pm19hmyGq0eOw_AAYpKJRrRm_Y1mXhC7l21wOSRg_DoAZy_V8RpSyUeBzMYBagEJF4DqEXeW6Q0XyOhTx3FBLzh4PL_3VOgaCIOjOxT39-r-xhUoGKnmJLljhH_onCs/s1600/crowd.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS "While flying abroad for a tour, terrorists take over his aeroplane. Since he is popular they want to hold him hostage to get their colleagues released. (They explain Indians might not care much for a minister's life, but will care for him since he has got the maximum votes amongst all reality stars and<b><i> reality shows reflect the real India</i></b>) The heroine is a flight attendant who initially pretends to hate him, but is actually his biggest fan, who is extremely rich and got a job as an airhostess, simply to meet him. Hero fights back with small help from heroine. We can have a parachute, sky diving chase scene, rescues everyone and hands the terrorists to the police.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He sings a duet with the heroine and goes to New Zealand for his concert." We can have a fast catchy number for the concert.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6S4Wl8e-L-UZox1a3TWHKqx_LHDXcy-0Q3kfUmoOcnHpEpWllFglsgSNAOuL4iqySSvqVNtYuL2BXgWaCqLXQpQ1KjCpQ2wFpNV354kNCFL3rQxzzOT9Am1pWw4Ex_Hipp1Va/s1600/s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6S4Wl8e-L-UZox1a3TWHKqx_LHDXcy-0Q3kfUmoOcnHpEpWllFglsgSNAOuL4iqySSvqVNtYuL2BXgWaCqLXQpQ1KjCpQ2wFpNV354kNCFL3rQxzzOT9Am1pWw4Ex_Hipp1Va/s1600/s.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To avenge their colleagues arrest, terrorists plant a bomb during his concert and blast occurs at the end of the concert. The Hero looks at the death and destruction all around him and becomes distraught. And we go for the intermission."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Gets approving nods from BBP and SORP.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS continues "The only survivor is a small girl holding a teddy bear who has seen the terrorist who planted the bombs. She has lost her family, and the Hero decides to take care of her and sings a bubbly kids song to cheer her up since, next day is her birthday. "</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><i>"Great that will make it a wholesome family entertainer" booms BBP</i></b>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS continues, "The heroine is actually a painter. So she paints the picture of the terrorist, after getting the description from the girl."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BBP "Excellent! Since the heroine has a role of substance, we can get any star we need."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS, "Hero realises he has seen this person at a hotel and goes to the hotel, just when this guy is checking out. Here we can have a Hot Car Chase. Hero catches the guy and thrashes him and makes inquiries. The guy says his Boss is hiding in the jungles of Brazil and is planning to attack India with missiles, after getting his colleagues released. If missile concept is outdated, we can have a virus with no cure."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"Hero hands over this guy to the authorities in New Zealand. But when they say their hands are tied, they can't extradiate the terrorists, he decides to take matter in his own hands and goes to Brazil, with his girlfriend and the sweet kid with the teddybear. He explains to them, he has a facebook friend in Brazil who has herself been a victim of terror and thirsting for revenge. He arrives in a nightclub and we can have an item number by a Brazilian Babe. She agrees to help him and points out a local thug who might know the location of the terrorist. After a beach brawl with knives, the Hero finds out the exact location. And makes a plan with the Brazilian Babe. The heroine gets jealous and we can have a melody number at this point, as he tries to convince her, he loves only her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDAYL6wLPPHsaoKTIs59m9Utp6OhSX0BDqHsKTx3iPSo6ueJaLSN9mjIhmfrzaBIYf2wXJjfIMBV58lqRUdxqXyzUOKyp5aVc2VK6c_k4kkrFQw4WxmFcaE1sEVf7EYBJfShpO/s1600/c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDAYL6wLPPHsaoKTIs59m9Utp6OhSX0BDqHsKTx3iPSo6ueJaLSN9mjIhmfrzaBIYf2wXJjfIMBV58lqRUdxqXyzUOKyp5aVc2VK6c_k4kkrFQw4WxmFcaE1sEVf7EYBJfShpO/s1600/c.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With Brazilian Babe's help he goes into the jungle. Fights crocodiles and giant snakes. Then after a high speed boat chase with water skis etc in the Amazon river, catches all the terrorists and packs them for justice in India. The heartbroken Brazilian Babe requests him to let at least the Saccharin kid stay with her. The kid too wants to stay with the aunty, so he relents with tears and promises to visit them frequently." </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Back home he gets a hero's welcome. A TV journalist explains, "One of the terrorist captured, is the 2nd Deadliest Terrorist according to USA and now <i><b>USA is begging India to have access to this terrorist.</b></i>" A huge cheer goes up when he lands and journalists scramble for sound bytes. A female with blond hair from CNN asks in accented Hindi "You are a celebrity. Why did you take so much risks?."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He says "When I think of my motherland, Its Duty first, even if I am a Celebrity!".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And everyone claps. Even the Reality Judge who is watching the interview at home. He stands and salutes the TV screen, and we finish with our Hero, with pumped fist in the air, shouting "<b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Jaaaaaai</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime;">Hind</span></b>" We can name it <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">The Patriot</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">(A celebrity with Duty)</span></b>".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">SS pauses. BBP is thrilled and hugs SS with tears in his eyes, while SORP is on the phone with someone.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BBP explains "The story sounds good, but my son is not old fashioned like me. He is running it through his Tarot Card Consultant, before okaying the Project".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">But Mera Bharat was not Mahan for<a href="http://infochangeindia.org/index2.php?option=com_content&do_pdf=1&id=89"> Sitadevi in Uttar Pradesh who bled to death while delivering her child, because, the<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"> dai didn't have her FOUR Rupees kit of sterilised blade, suture, a needle and other equipment that helps in a delivery. </span></span>The reason why Sitawati had not received a dai kit was a tussle between secretary of the DHFW and family welfare minister.</a> I read this few years ago, yet it continues to haunt me, that Indians have to lose their lives, because of the way the babus and netas function.<b><i> Four Rupee for a Life, are we in touch with real India?</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">In India, I would like to change or atleast influence the following :-</div><div style="text-align: justify;">1.Healthcare</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2.Legal System</div><div style="text-align: justify;">3.Media Apathy</div><div style="text-align: justify;">4.Middle class Morals</div><div style="text-align: justify;">5.Social Integration<br />
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Within each, I would like to discuss :-</div><div style="text-align: justify;">A. The Scenario<br />
B. Self: What I do and what more you & I could do<br />
C. Suggestions to government<br />
D. Stories of change related to it.<br />
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<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">The post is lengthy, you can choose this as a sleeping pill and allow it close your Eyes,</span> or <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">decide, whatever the adversity, I will do my bit, and ARISE.</span></span></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;">1.HEALTHCARE</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Scenario</u></b><br />
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</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Every 8 minutes an Indian women dies due to childbirth. Motherhood is supposed to be about life, but in India where we revere our mothers, its about death. Before we dismiss this as yet another statistic belonging to developing nations with less resources, just do a regional comparision. In our region, Maternal Mortality Rate (MMR) varies between 0.92 per thousand births in Sri Lanka and 7.4 in Nepal; it is 5.4 in India, 5.0 in Pakistan and 3.8 in Bangladesh. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">This translates into 140,000 mothers dying each year in India due to childbirth. This figure would reduce to 24,000 if our MMR were to drop to the Sri Lankan level, a saving of more than 100,000 lives Each Year</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And if mothers don't do well, what about the children? 26 million children are born each year in India. Of these, nearly 1.64 million children will die before they reach the age of one. If our IMR (Infant Mortality Rate) were 46 (the number in Bangladesh) instead of 63, then the number of deaths would reduce to about 1.2 million. In other words<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">450,000 lives would be saved each year if we could achieve the status of Bangladesh in the Infant Mortality Rate</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">.</span> And what about those who survive? Approximately 47% of India’s under-five population is underweight. (There are more undernourished children in India than in the African Continent). Health is Wealth, if we want to become a Super Power our citizens need not be Superhumans but at least have a system that is humane.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Self</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So what do I do? Would I use a government hospital? If I had a choice, no. I used it but not now. Well I try to talk and blog about it (<a href="http://wisedonkey.blogspot.com/search/label/Do%20U%20Know">Do U Know series</a> and some other posts indirectly).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because I believe lets at least get the information out there,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Maybe a few of them would Care.</div><div style="text-align: center;">With Sri Lanka & Bangladesh lets compare,</div><div style="text-align: center;">And make our healthcare more accountable and fair.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><br />
</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Suggestions to Government</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">What I would like government to change? Well how about a rule that every babu and neta who gets sick has to get treated at the local government hospital in their constituency. Even if they get a special treatment, let them at least realize how much of the basic amenities are missing in these hospitals.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Stories of Change</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">There are many stories of change. One that I would like to share involves <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-10837726">The Narayana Hrudayalaya in Bangalore. Its the largest heart surgery hospital in the world. Despite the huge volume of operations (6000 last year), mortality rates are comparable with or better than those in Britain and the US, and costs are much lower. The poor too are treated. But the volume of operations is so large, that it still makes an overall profit.</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">and</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://infochangeindia.org/201007138409/Children/Stories-of-change/Practical-solutions-for-child-malnutrition.html">Child In Need Institute, tackling Child Malnutrition</a>, established by Dr Samir Chaudhuri</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dr Prakash Bhandari's <a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20070122&fname=Making&sid=1">Snehdeep Jankalyan Foundation (SJF)</a>. Amongst other things, to arrest malnutrition among slum children' it has developed inexpensive protein supplements using groundnut' jaggery' gram and soya' which helped bring down malnutrition in Pune's worst slums from 15 per cent to 2 per cent.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The sparks exists, we just need a lot more of them.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;">2.LEGAL SYSTEM</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><b>Scenario</b></u></div><div style="text-align: justify;">From the depressing world of healthcare lets go to Bollywood. <b>If a Bollywood film changed the lyrics of our national anthem or changed the color of our flag for artistic reasons, would we put up with it? Of course Not!</b> Then why do we accept the misrepresentation of our legal system in the movies. From the way they depict Procedure, Evidence to the time frame, Everything is a kids play, in Every movie involving our Laws and Legal system, with drastic differences. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">And unless we face the reality of the legal system in the movies, we are not going to change it or worry about it</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">.</span> Pathetic but isn't it true?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Of course if the movies depicted reality, their characters would have to live a very long life, indeed.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_461846617"> Indian judiciary would take 320 years to clear the backlog of 31.28 million cases pending in various courts including High courts in the country,</a></span><a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/Courts-will-take-320-years-to-clear-backlog-cases-Justice-Rao/articleshow/5651782.cms"> Andhra Pradesh High Court judge Justice V V Rao said recently.</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The High Court in New Delhi is behind in its work that it could take up to 466 years to clear the enormous backlog. Amongst reasons for the delay, there aren't enough sitting judges. India — <a href="http://www.merinews.com/article/backlog-of-cases-in-indian-courts-statistics-facts-solution/15821196.shtml">a country of 1.1 billion people — has approximately 11 judges for every million people.</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Our justice system should reflect our values, but when its denied, where are our values? Ignorance of Law is not an excuse. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">But when 50% of Indian children aged 6-18 do not go to school,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"> </span></b>I don't know how many of them will understand the broad aspects, forget the finer points of our legal system.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Self</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">So what do I do? Again, I just read,blog and talk about it. Could I do more? Perhaps I could focus on just a few areas in law, and generate opinion to make some difference to it. Its not just enough to make our laws simple, we have to make the system more efficient. And perhaps if more joined, we could make a difference.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Suggestions to the Government</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The Prime Minister did launch<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> </span><a href="http://www.nationallegalliteracymission.org/index.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">National Legal Literacy Mission</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> </span>few years back. But no points for guessing what it achieved. Let the government, fill the judicial vacancies, make the law simpler and follow the recommendations of the Committees it sets up, for starters.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Stories of Change</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20060814&fname=Making&sid=1">Legal Assistance Programme for Land (LAPL) which seeks to establish a system that can help the poor fight for their property rights.</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;">3.MEDIA</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Scenario</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I am an oldie who grew up with DD (in the neighbour's house) and so when I first heard about the concept of a 24x7 News Channel, I jumped with joy, really. The quantity of News channels on TV might have increased, but not the quality. Its not that we don't have capable journalists. But instead of focus and perspective, they prefer frivilousness and popularity. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">What would get more attention from the main stream media; a four run loss in an important match by the men's cricket team or an Indian women who loses her life for lack of a four rupee kit? A loss against Sri Lanka or Bangladesh by our men's cricket team or a healthcare system worse than these countries?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Self</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Every channel, that I watch has a website, and I do comment on their websites. Even if they remain in the clutches of sponsors, Consumer is still the King. Its not that I hate fun, but I just don't think one needs to throw away ones responsiblities.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Lets click and comment, people. And show the media, we care about few issues too. What I should do? Watch more of Lok Sabha TV. After all, the government is supposed to work for me, and if I don't watch and object, how can I expect them to perform reasonably.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><b>Suggestions to government</b></u></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><b></b></u> Work. <a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/rs-40-crore-lost-due-to-ruckus-in-parliament/127884-37-64.html?from=tn">Disruptions in the first week of the monsoon session of Parliament has cost the the tax payers Rs 40 crore.</a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Every day, </span><a href="http://web.mid-day.com/news/nation/2004/august/91049.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Rs 1.23 crore is spent on the Parliament, which means every minute in Parliament costs Rs 23,000.</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> Let Political Parties pay for the amount lost when they hold up the Parliament. Then we will perhaps see a functioning Parliament.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And instead of being just a culture vulture with the media, regulate the advertisements, and take action against corporates which make<a href="http://blogs.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/News-sick/entry/taller-smarter-fitter-kids-or"> tall claims</a> and escape with a fine print.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Stories of Change</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Thanks to the internet, its easier for us to follow not just the mainstream media. Two of my favourite sites are <a href="http://indiatogether.org/">Indiatogether.org</a> and <a href="http://infochangeindia.org/">InfochangeIndia.org</a> and the best part they are free. (Though you can choose to support Indiatogether)<br />
<a href="http://twitter.com/indiandiplomacy">The Ministry of External Affairs is on Twitter. </a> How wonderful it would be, if other ministries use social media, to interact with its citizens.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;">4.MIDDLE CLASS MORALS</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Scenario</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;">Many amongst the middle class moan,</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;">the Politicians take Votes from the Poor</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;">and Money from the Rich,</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;">promising to protect one from the other.</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;">Surely we we deserve better!</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;">But do we? How many amongst us thought, lets handover the Commonwealth Games organization to Lalit Modi? Never mind if he could have been corrupt, whats important is the Image of India. How many amongst us don't think its wrong to watch a pirated movie, or buy a question paper or a college seat? We feel outraged, when we hear about caste based quotas for college seats, but never question the other quotas like NRI and management quotas. Even with the wrong percentage, today its easy to get even a medical seat for the right price.<br />
When the IPL scandal hit the media, another corruption scandal, was uncovered. Medical Council of India's chief Ketan Desai was arrested on corruption charges, but did the country even Blink? We live in glass houses and hence don't throw stones at the babus and netas.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Many don't frown, when someone helps themselves to office stationary, well guess what, the amount might be different, but the attitude no different from the babus and netas we crib and complain, about.</span><br />
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Many choose to turn a blind eye to molestation on a bus or think its ok to watch the latest sex tape even if one of the parties involved is a victim, just because the technology allows us. Isn't that the latest blackmail, get a sex tape of a girl and then blackmail her with the mms /upload threat? How many Indians shamelessly google out the sex tape when a tragedy suffers?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Self</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Finally I do something else on the issue of Middle Class Morality. I don't watch pirated movies. Agree, its making virtue out of necessity. But I live in a place where, we get to see the movies only on pirated cds and it has affected my popularity with friends. But <b><a href="http://www.bhookh.com/">7000 Indians die EVERYDAY due to hunger</a></b>,but while they haven't created a revolution, and put up with even Rotten Rice from Ration shop,it amazes me when people don't give care about piracy. We can live without pirated stuff people. I still don't get it, why do I even have to say this? (By the way the 7000 was not a Typo, I hope you checked out the link.)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And heres something you may not believe, but still true.<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">I don't pay bribes.</span></b> And I have liasoned with various government agencies officially and personally. I have a formula for it. I allocate one extra day for finding out the procedure, preferably from someone as high as I can meet. Then follow the rules. And don't mind waiting and a silly superstitious point, dress modestly. And it has worked! And I don't spend even on their tea. I don't know if it will work all the time in the future. But I just don't make it easier. As citizens we can say no, and its not as tough as everyone imagines it to be. Lets make some use of the RTI or threathen with its usage, even if we don't become RTI activists.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Corruption is definitely a big problem in India and it bothers me more when there is corruption while buying equipment for our soldiers and the police. They sacrifice their lives, Patriots who put lives in the line for us, surely they deserve better. But corruption would be less, if the middle class practiced what it preaches.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Suggestions to Government</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Move against <a href="http://www.indianexpress.com/news/eternal-havens/612288">Tax Havens</a>, Make it easier for citizens to complain against corruption and simplify the rules. And just in case you will listen to me, minimize corruption.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Stories of Change</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The RTI Act,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://infochangeindia.org/200308252927/Right-to-Information/Stories-of-change/Parivartan-fights-for-people-s-right-to-information.html">Parivartan, initially started up to help people get their work done in government departments without having to pay bribes, </a>continues its crusade to educate and help people assert their right to information</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.indianexpress.com/news/from-june-1-babus-to-pay-for-delayed-services/625119/">From June 1, babus to pay for delayed services (Delhi)</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>(When my father lived in outside the Chennai Corporation limits, but died in a hospital, which is within the Corporation limits. Initially when I approached the Town Panchayat I was given a list of things to do and was told how difficult it would be to get duplicate attested copies. Later when I went to the Chennai Corporation office, I was told<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> I</span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> had to do nothing,</span></u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> </span>the hospital submitted their list and within 10 days,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"> </span>the<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"> Death Certificate would be available online, </span><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">automatically</span></u></b> and I could take as many copies as I wanted since it was digital. A simple step, yet I am sure it avoids corruption, so easily).</i><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;">5.SOCIAL INTEGRATION</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Scenario</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Whats Patriotism? Caring for the land or the people in it. We want Kashmir and the Northeast, but how much do we care about what happens to the people who live or lived there. We might be politically integrated, but socially we aren't. And we divide ourselves not just by region and religion but by class and caste. And how utterly incomplete we become, when nearly<a href="http://infochangeindia.org/201007138408/Women/News/1600-girls-missing-at-birth-every-day-in-India-UNPF.html"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">1,600 girls a day and 6 lakh a year are missing at birth in the country owing to pre-natal sex-selection? </span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Self</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">What can I do, other than the usual? Avoid generalisations on the net and in real life , mingle more with "outsiders" and if my child or someone I know, decides to marry someone an "outsiders", be supportive. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">True Unity in Diversity comes when Indians stop mentioning the caste and religion in the matrimonial ads. (And bliss comes when they stop asking for fair spouses.)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">While at it, it would be nice if the Hindi speaking Indians learn another Indian language (excluding English), even if its sign language. And even a few phrases would be wonderful. Why? Why not?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u>Suggestions to Government</u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Have a category called Just Indian. </span>And give us the option to change to that category. Just Indians need not be given any privileges. But the Just Indians would not have to mention their caste,creed, community or religion in any official form. Let it be an option available to all Indians when they turn 18. And see how many of us become Just Indians, comfortable with just that identity.<br />
And instead of a holiday on Gandhi Jayanthi, make it a day when Indians do community service like the Nelson Mandela International Day in South Africa, where people spend 67 minutes to improve their nation.<br />
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Or <b><i>make working for other Indians, a culture. Every Month, for One Hour, let all Indians work for other Indians. Have an<u> INDIA HOUR</u> Every Month. When the media focuses on different proactive initiatives, there is going to be a shift in perception of Indians, from thinking, I pay taxes, its others duty to work for India to I am part of India, I have to do something for it and I can do something for it. </i></b><b><i>We can even have a theme for each one month like </i></b><br />
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<ol><li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Blood donation, </span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Cleaning streets/beaches</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Going to a village or slum and helping people there or assessing their needs,</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Food donation</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Visiting orphanage or elderly homes</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Checking cleaning neighborhood sanitation needs</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Teaching, even if its for one hour, for someone who can't afford tution or basics</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Interacting with the police and getting to know their problems</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Using less of the scarce resources like water, electricity (Eg Earth Hour)</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Helping the women at home</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Having a discussion on laws that need to be changed</span></i></b></li>
<li><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;">Interacting with someone who doesn't share your background.</span></i></b></li>
</ol><div><b><i>Just imagine, Politicians, Celebrities, Media, Sports personalities, and the "commoner" taking action together. Won't it fill us with pride to participate? To feel we are taking a step for India however small, Together. The theme need not be what I mentioned above, but still, instead of thinking of India on Republic Day, Independence Day and Gandhi Jayanthi, why not Every Month for One Hour at least? </i></b></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><b>Stories of Change</b></u></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Instead of Stories of Change only on Social Integration, I would like to talk about a set of people whom I would term <b><i>Social Warriors.</i></b> Just like millions of Indians gave us Independence by sacrificing their lives and lifestyle, there are amongst us people who make a difference without getting intimidated by the system or the circumstances and in my opinion, truly make Mera Bharat Mahaan.</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP3nrw8RSV6K2h_F8QBcJC7-OFMyb0OcpttKMwbr_tYHfsovOSaPNSDxqSC4uQdLfN6LoXloq_WFdZhFG5z9EHiiiykGqlbxIUvFNXLI6_X_3U6d7X9TkXJ_dwPilFIjNXc-32/s1600/social+warriors.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP3nrw8RSV6K2h_F8QBcJC7-OFMyb0OcpttKMwbr_tYHfsovOSaPNSDxqSC4uQdLfN6LoXloq_WFdZhFG5z9EHiiiykGqlbxIUvFNXLI6_X_3U6d7X9TkXJ_dwPilFIjNXc-32/s1600/social+warriors.jpg" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>The sky might be dark, but there are innumerable stars in the sky who bring a spark in the lives of other Indians. They guide me and others who feel like they are lost in a desert on a new moon day.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I would like to mention few of them to illustrate my point. Some are private citizens while some are the result of initiatives by those in the government. I am just an ordinary Indian, and while there might be better resources out there, time doesn't permit me to do complete justice to it. Click what interests you and I am sure it will inspire you too. We may not be able to do what these Social Warriors do, but we can support them and take one more step towards making our Bharat Mahaan.<br />
<div style="text-align: auto;"><ol><li><a href="http://business.rediff.com/slide-show/2010/aug/10/slide-show-1-how-a-school-dropout-empowers-rural-women.htm">A high school dropout, A Muruganantham's Jayashree Industries, supplies machines and raw material for making low cost sanitary napkins. These machines go only to poor women in the rural areas.Winner of the Fifth National Grassroots Technological Innovations and Traditional Knowledge Award,his machine was chosen by the Massachusetts Institute of Technology to be deployed in Africa.</a> </li>
<li><a href="http://infochangeindia.org/200412224093/Disabilities/Stories-of-change/Tejas-brings-education-and-independence-to-disabled-rural-women.html">The Disability Law Unit, an organisation fighting for the rights of disabled people,</a></li>
<li><a href="http://infochangeindia.org/200405273542/Education/Stories-of-change/Poorest-of-poor-dalit-children-get-a-world-class-education.html">The Shanti Bhavan which gives education to students from extremely poor background</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20070416&fname=Making&sid=1">Drishti, devoted to helping the needy with special focus on the rehabilitation of both physically and mentally challenged children has helped 1'000 boys and girls start a new life.</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20061120&fname=Making&sid=1">Megh Pyne Abhiyan (cloud water campaign) A group initiative launched by four NGOs'Samta' Kosi Seva Sadan' Gramyasheel and the Gogardiha Prakhand Swarajya Vikas Sangh brought together by Eklavya Prasad for rooftop rainwater harvesting to access safe drinking water during floods.</a></li>
<li><a href="http://draft.blogger.com/%22http://infochangeindia.org/200809297390/Human-Rights/Stories-of-change/Ashvasan-The-night-is-not-here-yet.html">Lalitha Ubhayaker's Ashvasan that helps the aged in different classes of society</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20061023&fname=Making&sid=1">Akshara Mahila'by UNESCO as one of the top nine effective literacy models in the world.</a></li>
<li><a href="http://infochangeindia.org/200310043029/Micro-credit/Stories-of-change/Now-they-lend-money-to-the-moneylender.html">Integrated Women's Empowerment Programme in Maharashtra's Yavatmal district.(Now they lend money to the moneylender)</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20060626&fname=Making&sid=1">Aminaben Noorabhai Bohra the leading force behind the mahila pani committee in Rupal</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20060612&fname=Making&sid=1">Kali, a women's group fighting sexual harassment in Kanpur</a></li>
<li><a href="http://infochangeindia.org/200909087932/Water-Resources/Stories-of-change/Water-from-the-sun.html">Solar water pumping system in four Jharkhand villages</a></li>
<li><a href="http://indiatogether.org/2010/may/med-sangham.htm">Sangham Radio, first all-women community radio in Asia run by two Dalit women</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.indiatogether.org/2010/may/env-puneseri.htm">Environment technologist-couple Dr Sandip and Sayli Joshi through their simple, low-cost technology for ecological restoration of highly polluted water bodies like nallahs, streams, tanks, rivulets, etc through their organisation Shrishti Eco-Research Institute (SERI)</a></li>
<li><a href="http://millee.org/">MILLEE, a non-profit organization focusing on spreading literacy to under-privileged children using mobile phone games.</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/mad.asp?fodname=20060529&fname=Making&sid=1">Nidhi Kaila's Esha which helps the visually challenged by not just providing audio tapes but helping others get braille done on their visiting cards.</a> </li>
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<b><i>or sitback and blame the corrupt neta.</i></b><br />
<b><i>Like a lamp, for others they are brightly burning,</i></b><br />
<b><i>and, bring meaning to the term India Shining.</i></b><br />
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I am definitely not a Social Warrior, but I do want to do something. Some years back I had written a personal agenda for myself to improve India. I would like to share it here. Instead of asking the readers to follow them,<b><i> I would prefer if the readers added to them. Because there is only one thing I can definitely change in this world and thats me. </i></b><br />
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<li>Donate Blood, Eyes and Organs.</li>
<li>Say no to Piracy. (It sponsors terrorists/you can live without it/ hmmm its not ethical)</li>
<li>Do something for your village. (Majority of India still lives in villages. So make a start with atleast your own)</li>
<li>Promote real news. (Real news is not just cribs about the system but involves stories of change as well)</li>
<li>Stop generalizations. (Its stupid and leads to unnecessary culture conflicts)</li>
<li>Praise austerity in marriages. (The biggest wasteful expenditure in an Indian's life for sake of ego)</li>
<li>Educate at least one. (Increases confidence, decreases corruption)</li>
<li>Be aware of the state of public toilets. (Tragically there are more mobiles than toilets in India and the existing ones aren't well maintained.)</li>
<li>Be good and allocate an amount annually for charities. (Money has its uses.)</li>
<li>Help others, even if its just a gesture. For starters, lets keep a list of the phone numbers of local authorities to help others. Just google it, its out on the net. And officers do email back. It can start with a problem of a housemaid you know or a road you walk through. Write, email, the media, officers concerned. It won't take much of your time or money, but you will make a Difference.</li>
<li>Celebrate with a Cause. Instead of just material gifts, I also include gifts to charities, when it comes to family birthdays or anniversaries.( <a href="http://giveindia.org/">GiveIndia.org</a> has a feedback system, that many have appreciated.)</li>
</ul></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;">From the above, I haven't done anything big for my village and haven't educated anyone directly and haven't recently done anything for improving India's sanitation and yet to sign the organ donation card, though my family knows my wishes.</div><br />
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<i>To Conclude</i><br />
<b><i>One can crib about the lack of escalators & elevators,</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>or even if its difficult and tough, use the steps.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Results may not instantaneous, & to our ego cater</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>But lets not give up making India greater, step by step.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Suggested links : <a href="http://bhookh.com/">Bhookh.com</a> <a href="http://giveindia.org/">Giveindia.org</a> <a href="http://cry.org/">Cry.org</a> <a href="http://indiatogether.org/">Indiatogether.org</a> <a href="http://infochangeindia.org/">Infochangeindia.org</a> <a href="http://thinkchangeindia.org/">thinkchangeindia.org</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This is an entry for <a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/08/04/mera-bharat-mahan-india-shining-proud">Blogadda's Proud to be an Indian Contes</a>t . "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 19px;">There is a little bit of India in all of us. We are aware of so many good and a few bad things that happen in India. Most of the people, like us, rant about so many things that the government does not do or support – and we know by executing those things correctly, we would be able to achieve so much more. We would like to believe that constructive suggestions and thoughts lead to action, in this case, corrective action, to things that we would like to see, to feel, to experience. Let’s all collectively share about the things that bother you, what can YOU do individually and what SUPPORT you would require from others to make that happen. Remember, the actions has to benefit not only to you, but the society in general, thereby leading to a small awakening, if we can say so. And this awakening will then lead to many more and give us enough reasons to be proud about our motherland, INDIA. Let us awaken now and profess our love to our nation. Let us rise and show the power of community. Here is the chance."</span><br />
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Why? Well, the committee has entered into a contract with consortium of fairness cream manufacturers, sorry marketeers. (All fairness creams are manufactured in one Chinese factory). Hmmm, I sense your horror. You think, Fairness Creams are racist products and we are a Voice Against Racism.<br />
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Well fairness creams are not racist because they don't just make you fair, they remove blemishes, dark spots, wrinkles and everything that you don't need and improve your Image.<br />
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And whats the biggest blemish one would like to remove, when it comes to the Image of India. Poverty. For those who are shouting Corruption, think what you would mind more, being Perceived Poor or being Called Corrupt?<br />
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Now you might wonder how fairness creams can eliminate poverty. Simple. From the next month, ration shops will give out a new body cream. And apart from removing blemishes, dark spots and wrinkles, increasing fairness, along with UV protection, the persons using this cream would become invisible to the cameras. Thanks to the SU4 technology and aloe vera, chandan, saffron, tulsi and other herbal ingredients. And hold your breath, the product comes in a spray form too. So we can finally make invisible the dirt, slums and whatever other things, you hate in the Indian image for the camera. So no more pictures of poor India. And when you control the image, what else is there to control?<br />
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The visitors might see the fair poor, one might argue. But we can always claim they are poor Europeans or visitors like them who have created a mess.<br />
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But no visuals. Works for the Burmese. Will work for Bharat. So there you go, beautiful images of India minus poor and their dirty stuff. For this the CW Organising Committee deserves a Nobel.<br />
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And think of the increased tourism revenues. Invisible poor Indians make India more Incredible. After all, Airbrushing is not new to the world.<br />
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Invisible Indians won't mind, they are going to get fair. They know, <a href="http://www.emamigroup.com/Fair-&-Handsome">"A fair complexion has always been associated with success and popularity. Men and women alike desire fairness, it is believed to be the key to a successful life."</a> Why will they reject success? If they want an incentive, those who are invisible on camera could get <a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/bihar-govt-forces-people-to-buy-rotten-rice/128138-3.html?from=tn">normal rice instead of rotten rice</a>.<br />
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The consortium has sent crores to all the political parties, so in the name of patriotism and national unity, the political party will make an exception to their objection of this product.<br />
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The media will be overjoyed because it won't have images to make it feel responsible to report. And it will have more time to cover Rahul Mahajan's marriage. And as a bonus, they have been promised more ad revenue from fairness products.<br />
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The consortium was a bit worried about reactions from Independent Indian Bloggers. Even if they form a miniscule percentage of the population, its not right to antagonise them. After all it can affect the Image. Therefore, to encourage Indian bloggers, they have tied up with a blogsite, and will announce a contest on "How hosting CWG 2010 has Improved India's International Image".<br />
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Anyone else opposing the idea, would be termed Naxal Sympathiser or Pseudo-Patriot.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Admist the crores, the Committe won't pay even </b><a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/Slave-labour-in-svelte-Delhi/articleshow/6182947.cms"><b>proper wage</b></a><b>,</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>But who cares, as long as it doesn't affect our Image.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>In this age, Reality can be dumped backstage</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Image is everything and rightfully takes Center stage.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Lets varnish the common and display those with wealth,</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Thats a guaranteed formula for success of Commonwealth.</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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