When friends meet....magik happens..!!!

Am writing this one so that we can relive the fun moments we had yesterday when we go down the memory lane some years later....I have written similar posts before but saw the effects of those few days back...when one of my frens read about one of them and not only got nostalgic...but also disseminated the contagious disease to the entire group.

With everyone getting more and more engaged as each instant passes on,it has become lot more difficult to stay in touch with each other....Its easy to say that with the technological revolution,distances and time have become an illusion....but i feel otherwise....No doubt, you can certainly "stay in touch" with each other, but nothing can replace the moments when u meet in person...and when friends meet, magik happens....definitely....

So we guys met at our cliched hangout place,CP.We =Rajat,Romit ,Sumit, Nipun and yours truly. Nipun was initially tentative...but if Rajat had to make it, Nipun was mandatory...or to say, rajat hai aur nips nahi...aisa to qayamat aa jaaye to bhi nahi ho sakta....so somehow even he made it.Astonishingly, it was coordinated by Sumit.....the guy rarely makes it to the occasion...but taking lead this time was simply awesome...He left home with two objectives in mind...one to have dinner at Pandara Road...and one to catch the 10:50pm metro...no matter even if any terrorist attack happens....he even took "his own" Rajat into confidence...So, everytime we would talk of having a golgappa plate or aaloo chat, there would come out a line..bhai pandara road to jaayenge hi....

So after couple of golgappa plates and aaloo chat in CP, we decided to move to Pandara Road finally.Evn i displayed my Schumi talent,though not with eterno...but with car...After some zig-zags and life threatening moments(we had to ask romit not to take his hands out.....of the window), we made it to the destination.....the much acclaimed Pandara Road.

Ohh..forgot to mention the calculations which all but me had been doing all this while....no dammit...it wasnt about their lives...i wasnt driving that dangerously either...infact, i was in full consciousness....it was the time by which they would complete their dinner and catch the last metro... for instance,one of those went like this:
8:45pm : at cp
8:57:    pandara road
23 min waiting time...
9:21 dinner starts...
10:08 dinner ends...
roam around India Gate for 23 minutes...
 10:46: reach metro station and catch the last metro at 10:50pm...
So most of the calculations hovered around these numbers....i apologize for errors in seconds,if any.

So, the dinner started after finishing with the waiting time...It would have been one of the most fun-filled dinner...with stories of Sumit's bravery and courage(yea..his story is in process of being sent for nominations to Wills Red &White Bravery Awards..!!), romit selecting a gal for me(yea..he started this business some time back...office me jyada kaam nhi hota na..!!!), rajat's confession of "sleepless" nights with nips...rajat's blitzkrieg calculations in dividing the bill to the precise amount(subah iift de kar aaya tha)...sumit tendering the precise amount...and so on..but the best one was from nips...."Abhi romit k dono hath busy hai.."

So after finishing the dinner, everyone again started to calculate...yea u got it rite...they had to catch the metro..so after some deliberations from rajat to spend some more time, we decided to have a round on rajpath and a chuski(barf gola)...and i was back behind the wheel...the next few minutes passed driving on the rajpath,having a chuski and getting clicked....and singing karaoke in the car..each posing as the next Himesh Reshamiya in the offing....

The clock was ticking...the coarse voices started rising to drop them at metro station..their calculations were going haywire...but then i, a humble person  respecting their feelings, made a dash towards the station...dropping them precisely at 10:47pm. am sure one of them must have got it rite....in fact, each one of them would have got some or the other part of the whole computation rite....

So we bid goodbye to each other,promising,as usual, to meet again very soon....till then we would keep reliving these moments through my posts... :)

Optimisim...How much??

Optimism, sanguine, hopeful,(be)positive.....

These would be some of the most common words one would listen in a gyan session...in a motivating session....or in any self-help book. The so called guru would paraphrase these words in multitudinous convictions and you come out all  "highly motivated" from the room..all charged up to take things under your control now and solve all your problems..But alas..! the tempo lasts only for a while and you are gripped with the pessimist fever again..you again start to feel deplorable about yourself because things stop turning out your way....you again feel the darkness in front of  you...you become pensive...all the gloomy and melancholy scenes are painted in front of you....you look for someone who can sympathize with you...who can empathize with you....who can solve all your problems with a clap...you look out for shoulders to cry on...gals generally find them easily...men do not...(Take life as it comes is,i believe, one of the most farce sentences people blurt out..!!!)...you need a dose of that session once again to recharge the batteries...fortunately, these batteries last longer than those of Duracell...But sooner or later you realize how shallow those fundae given by the guru are...you realize that the guru has been saying the same thing over and over again..and most of them are specious...

Everyone has a problem...As Vivekananda said," If you do not face a problem someday, realise that you are on a wrong path". I admire that person so much, his sayings seem so true, so plausible and pragmatic....but definitely they are not spurious...But they do generate a spark in you.

i have seen friends,brothers,sisters cribbing over what to do with their problems. the problems may be minutiae or may be mammoth...But everyone cribs...and i feel everyone should....but not always, not in front of everyone....Some people start whining in front of every second person they meet...that soon you prefer to take the circuitous path to avoid that person....for you know that the only thing he would do to you is take you down along with him...i certainly like gals in this regard..for they do not break down anywhere...but only when with that one person they are comfortable with....so the main problem lies in finding that one person...but once they are done solving this, u would be surprised by the content they have...even the number of items in their purse would be lesser..!!!

Men are of two types: one who do not start  and one who do not stop...no matter how friendly you are with them, they may not even tell you their simplest of the problems....for they feel it wud be futile..that they may solve it themselves....and many other such reasons.The other type i have already described above.....but believe me...every single person has countless number of problems...some crib that they do not have a job,those who have,have issues with them, some have issues with their manager,some with their  (gal)frens and so on...the list is endless...

I have been the recipient of so many stories and i(the gyan guru.!!!) also just ask them to be patient and be OPTIMISTIC.!!!..for i also tell them that problems are bound to come..but the solutions lie in those problems only ...and u need to solve only those riddles...but then am also human...even i have my batteries discharged time and again....and in those moments i ponder over the question i talk about..

How Much OPTIMISTIC a person should be..??

and along with these come out a number of scenarios, a number of riddles one can encounter....Some of them may be:
1)when you have been giving your best and still not getting the desired results, what should  you do with your optimism...
2)when you are try to work your way out through the mess you create but still manage to screw it up..how much optimist you shud be?? and even if you manage to clear the mess but repeat a similar one next time..should you pat yourself..!!!!
3)when you do something,and it can be anything, and always find some sort of impedance, will you be optimistic?
4) when you know(or at least it is apparent), that things would not turn out the way you want them to be,should you be hopelessly optimistic?And if you are optimistic even then,will not that amount to fooling yourself that good things would happen?
5)when you love a gal and she refuses you, should you be hopeful that one day she wud come to you? should you continue to be good frens with her on the hope that one day she will understand your feelings??


Am still trying to figure out the answer to some of these questions....Any suggestions???

SACHHHHINNNNN....SACHHHHHINNNNNN..!!!!

Whoaaa..!!! What a match...what a thriller...ohh my god....it just cant get any better....for all those(like my bro) who missed it, i feel pity for you...you dont even deserve the highlights of that innings...!!!!

First the bench hammers the so called regulars in every nook and corner of the park,and then we see the GOD...a real masterstroke...Any words would be small for that short but big guy...

Nobody does solos better than Sachin Tendulkar,except Brian Lara.Nobody has endured as much heartbreak during those solos, except for Lara. I just cudnt stop screaming.... SACHHHHINNN...SACHHHHINNN...!!!! during the match, and now i feel miserable....am just about in tears for that poor chap....they cudnt even score 19 of 17...that son of a b*** jadeja....wasnt he taught how to run....how can u run when the fielder has the ball in his hands...he dint think even once of sachin...???

It just reminded me of the horrors of that Chennai test...the same saga got repeated and Sachin was left deserted...again...Then he had left 18 for others to score and this time it was 19. Why hasnt he realised,he shud complete his work and rely on others...No wonder, why we Indians switch off our Tv sets when Sachin gets out....No wonder, why any Indian feels lucky if the smoke from Sachin's Ferrari even touches him...No wonder,I got excited when I got to know that my bhabhi's brother audits the IT files of Sachin...No matter we have Sehwags,Dhonis or Yuvrajs...no one commands that endurance.......no one even comes near it...At 36, he is still the only hope for the Indian team.

Well...What a gem of an innings...it even eclipsed the new record of 17000 runs amassed in ODIs...people were praying for him to get only those seven runs....but whoa,today the God was watching the other God create history....records are just a plaything for him....i bet there would have been innumerous crimes committed tonite....for today even the Lord was busy somewhere else..!!!

As is the superstition for every Indian, the same holds for me...I just kept quiet,even put my whole hand on my mouth,for I feared that if i spoke even a single word, something nasty might happen...i just forced everyone in the room to keep themselves shut...for sachin was batting...but still it happened,and it happened even though i did not remove my hand,.(i wish to kill that ass**** who removed his hand from his mouth if i find him)...(i know it is superstition,damn it)..and once that happned, i did not know how to react...i just threw the pillow against the wall and came out of the room banging the door as hard as possible(had to take care of dad'wrath also...).

Okk,let me (try to) control my emotions...First of all,all credits to the aussies for an awesome display of their batting and bowling skills,despite of the fact that it was a flat batting track...Even though,the aussies have a separate team of Unfit 11, still they managed to send chills down the spines of the regular Indian players...Munaf and Nehra elegantly showed how they can beat Ishant in giving away runs....Aussies bowled to the plan but somehow cud not get better of Sachin..he maintained the required run rate,even though wickets kept falling at the other end....though he found some company in Raina...

Who says the ODIs are dying...The younger aussie lot must have been bamboozled by the noise and the crowd in the stadium...it was just deafening....for they would not have seen such mammoth crowd in their whole lives....for they dont even find so many people in whole of australia...the crowd did not come to see aus bat,or even india bat...they came to see sachin score 17000runs...and he obliged...respectfully...but they still gave a splendid performance,unnerved in the end and providing a sweet but hard earned(despite the 350) victory to their team.

Watson must not be cribbing for not getting the Man-of the match...for he witnessed a much bigger stuff...something he may never witness again on the field...He setup the game for the aussies with blistering 93 and splendid, tight bowling,sending Yuvi and Raina back when it mattered the most...His efforts were almost a footnote on the night...

Hopefully, now those who speak of Sachin's retirement would lie low for some time....hopefully, the sehwags,dhonis and yuvrajs learn something from the grandpa(dadaji ke nuskhe..)....

I just cant control my emotions..i will have to go....let me see whr to vent out my frustation....

1 yr at inductis

Its been a long time since I wrote about something. Last time I had posted when i left cisco in bangalore and now am writing after I have left EXL(Inductis) in gurgaon.Rather I have my last day tomorrow though officially, I am no more a part of EXL(my official last working day is 30th Oct). 2 jobs in2 years...But this time its not for any other lucrative job or family or blah blah reasons(read,fundae given to others).....i had always known that working for someone is not my piece of cake..i had been telling this to myself for the past two years...but finally took this brave decision to quit and do something of my own or rather to say, something on my own.


Going into the flashback...when i joined inductis...nice pictures of staying with ma...niteouts with friends every weekend flashed in front of me when boarding the flight to Delhi.Soon I realised the dreams(atleast daydreams) are not meant to come true. There were no laptops provided to be broken, no routers to be damaged as in cisco...First day travelling on NH8 looked really cool...driving in 5th gear at speeds of 100kmph after those slow and sluggish rides in bangalore seemed thrilling.But the thrill was shortlived... boss gave a deadline to be in the office, arranged for a daily meeting at that time to ascertain who's "not" yet reached the office....and it seemed the whole world wanted to reach office at that time only....and u start remembering bangalore and India Shining again when u spend 16.67% of time on road.



The first project looked very exciting...though it has its crib of its own.....learnt lot many things about trading..infact generated a completely new interest in trading..the interest had been such that i was trading more and working less....was giving trading tips to the whole team...discussing stock market with every other person i met....thinking and calculating profits and losses on each trade the whole day....until the project ended.... It was also one of the best learning projects for me...working under a shrewd,successful manager(read CEO), working in a startup, working on a cmpletely new domain..there were so many firsts to this project....talking about some crib also....we were not allowed to attend the annual offsite of the company.....the security guard would search you(even your lunchbox) at the end of every day....gmail was "officially banned" but we always had ways to show the IT guy who we are...

but that was the end of the happy part...the next project was a complete opposite of the first one...US economy was in recession,the client was in doldrums...almost on the verge of bankrupty and everyone in the team predicting the "fortuitous" date...no chance of offsite, the manager saying everyday,"naya aur exciting kaam aa raha hai ladke",and since then the whole team has changed, but finally naya(not sure if its exciting.!!) kaam aa raha hai...finally it seems itni kurbaniyan kaam aayi...

Inductis to outsiders gives an image of a very good work ex and a very easy flight to US/UK,specially when u see ur frens travelling to one country after the another.and here I was..telling my ma and bro...see..am soon to fly off to US anytime now....!!!!

even these dreams had a story in this project when we just mocked about the other person catching the lufthansa flight to US in the luggage cabin.infact,each three of us had a near miss in making a tryst with destiny...

a no of exciting things happened even during tis project...found some good friends, found ppl who took my sarcastic banter too seriously and cribbed to the upper management....got in touch with ppl i had been wanting to get in touch with for past few years...

there is lot more to write about my year here...but may be some time later. have written after such a long time....so do not want to keep it too long....

but now have to concentrate on my studies for one month before i leap into a cmpletely new world of business where I would be my own manager, i would be working for myself.....and so much more....

the motivation to write came from my friend rajat....who wud put any crap on his blog to vent out his frustations....and he had innumerous things to crib about...i just hope wud again start writing blogs to vent out my frustrations....to use my personal space much more wisely...

Farewell...from my Bangalore friends

Its a bit ironical in the manner i ended my previous post and the manner i am writing this one.I have just returned from a "surprise" farewell given by my "elite close group" of friends i made in Bangalore.It began on an expected very lite raillery but ended on an unexpected heavy one.The bantering commenced as it had to, but took a bit serious turn by the end of the dinner when everything became sorta....something i am really bad at.


after it became all final that i wud be moving back to delhi very soon, the close grp started a mail thread about organising the surprise party(read treat) of which i came to know very soon, thanks to one of the members(and FYI..guys speak!!).A long discussion went on about whether whose treat was it, about the people, timings and place.It was proposed to be my treat for i was to return home in few days, but with the fairer sex on my side, i had little to worry about.They nicely took care that it turned out to be a farewell to me instead of a treat from me.so after long hectic discussions, the date and place was finalised for the "surprise" party. the whole process deserves a mention but may be not now.

the dinner began with the recollection of the past memories of one year with an intention to bring out some open secrets.It started with a demand for a farewell speech from me, which i resisted and tried to avoid till my last slice of parantha. i was told to tell abt how i felt about the guys individually...and to give the whole process a momentum, they began by how they felt about me.and then came my turn... i knew i am bad at these things...cant say all those senti much-much...always end up saying something wrong...which hurts the other person...but with everyone pressurizing, i caved in...they wanted to make me feel comfortable!!!!

Recollecting from the past, sometimes people blow minor things out of proportion to the point of embarrassment without realizing its consequences, that u start feeling as to why were u even a part of it altogether.it starts with pretty much good intentional humor on you which even u dont mind and enjoy with them but is stretched so much like a rubber band that it breaks, in the end hurting the people involved and i have already been party to this twice.why has it to be like that? why dont people understand that humor and sarcastic fun is always accepted and enjoyed but overdose of anything is bad for health.just because u think u are good at some satirical fun,which u may be not, u open the pandora's box..and still keep on continuing on that without caring about the end results.


i usually dont have a really "close" grp of frens. one, especially if she is a gal, needs to have at least one thing spl to be in that grp...and to ask me what that something spl about that person is...its a heinous crime u have committed....for it is impossible for me to express that in words...and in the process i end up saying something which shudnt have been said..the real thing remains buried...it always will be...

And the story was repeated again today.


the things mentioned above might be very obscure to understand but this is the only place that i can vent them out, i dont have to face anyone here...i dont have to answer anyone here...i dont have to see the expressions i would have to if i say that on face...its my space...i own it.


Generally, i think i am pretty good at reading countenances but i really wish I was wrong when i read those faces before leaving the place.

1 year at Cisco....

so finally last month i somehow completed my one year at Cisco. I have mixed feelings about my "work experience" in the past one year. this being my first job, i dont have much to compare with,except with my friends in different companies especially in Delhi.

The journey started with a 15 day accommodation on company's expenditures in a 3 star hotel suite along with a fantastic group. I would say that would be my best days in Bangalore till date.Made a whole lot of new friends, and learnt a lot about some whom i already knew before coming here.Got the first hand experience of how disastrous it is to be in company of notorious friends when in inebriated state and little consciousness..Though i enjoyed every moment..every drunken line said..."tu to mera bhai hai...saale wo teri bhabhi hai..." and the best one..."saala aaj se daaru band".

so the job started with orientation about the company work and policies in different star hotels.The food there sucked big time...after all door ke dhol sirf suhane hi hote hai...all other seemed pretty nice all that month..but now with rare parties and offsites, i can certainly say..bakre ko halal karne se pehle khilaya pilaya jaata hai.. ;) (Yahan to khana bhi barbaad tha..). The two types of trainings we had, had minimal learning and maximum fun... The seriousness could be gauged by the fact that people were watching obscene content even while the class was on.Infact, even today when my mentor asks me about what we were taught in the trainings, he would just get a deadpan expression from me...hopeless fellow...wondering what... had i even attended a training session also!!!Then there were some other "incidents" also during that time(making me infamous among the new hires) which do not deserve space here.

the actual work started after one month of training got over and we got to know about our managers and mentors. I had a change of 3 managers in a single day before evrything was finalised. The first meeting with my manager scared me off completely.First his vry serious looks with no smiles on the face and then with all his interview type questions in introduction....please let me go, i have to play!!...i started wondering about the veracity of statements people make about their bosses.But after knowing him for an year now, I can certainly say, he would be among the best in disguising people, though the real picture would be out there in a few days(ePM results awaited!!)... To quote a friend when he first met his manager: Yaar, he is awesome, really cool...i am going to have a great time now..awesome team, awesome work and now awesome manager.... and today he would be he most cribbing person about his work and manager among the new hires..looking to change team/company at the first opportunity he gets.

even the first meeting with my mentor was daunting.he handed me over 200 pages of documents to read over the weekend about some hardware i was to work on. Over this, he told me about the hard time the new hires generally have in the first year at Cisco, even working on weekends..delineating a very gloomy image for me.the day ended with we people playing some
carrom(finally, i got to play!!) and making some noises in the otherwise silent office, me sucking at the game..my worst show at carrom!!!

So I went through some of the pages over the weekend with no idea of what i was reading when on Monday my mentor again stumped me. He asked me to go through some quizzes and stuff..and then came the diaster...my first victim..The laptop fell from my desk and the screen was damaged...and i was found running here-there looking for some solution..some escape..wtf...will i get a new laptop..was all that on my mind!!Fortunately, everything fell in place...I got a new laptop within 2 days but made a decent dent in my BU's cofers... and i was ready to select some other targets....had already been bestowed with the "compliment: "mere hath tikte nhi hai...".

Soon I was getting used to the work environment...going thru the code with mentor's help...understaning the hardware architectures...solving customer issues..sometimes eluding my mentor with the alibi that i was not in the city and sometimes really coming to office on weekends.He would scan the code in seconds and ask me if we were going right....i wud just be humming "yes" at his every call...how would i know if we are going right...i would be left in no man's land when he would ask me to execute what he had said..i just had to run back to him with the question,"What and where do we have to make the change finally???"Now it was his time to show a deadpan face...


Speaking about the work culture here, I am definitely sure, you wouldnt find one better anywhere else.complete freedom to work anywhere, to speak out any of your grudges in front of seniors.."quite informal" environment...and many others say it all. Compare this to companies my friends are in where in you are allowed maximum 1 hr for lunch and even your entries are logged...

Though the initial six months were complete cribbing for me..so much that i had even scared people coming to Bangalore..reasons including the disatrous food(cant compromise over that)...the "frugal nature" of the company...but majorly due to factors external to cisco.But with all this in stride now i completely enjoy my stay here...the best part has been the birthday bumps..i have been giving some severe kicks to people who know me even remotely...noone forgets to call me during the bumps session but now i realise that very soon my ass would be on fire...for all those will be ready to avenge those hard hits.I know how i saved myself last year...

The maximum time of a software engineer goes in checking mails and sending forwards and i am no different...i get tons of fwded mails from my friends in/out cisco...Infact, the majority of mailbox space is filled up with those fwded mails than "important" mails..over this the Outlook has a poor searching algo...!!You see people getting senti over trivial issues..screwing someone just asking links for free hindi songs(that poor chap..would never ask again anything!!)...then clamoring over ethical and piracy issues and what more...no matter if they themselves be using pirated versions...you are simply horrified over stand people can take to convert even silly banter to sensitive issues...On the lighter side you see people going gaga over any gal, even little cute or pretty they see in the office...they change their timing of work, of play(yes, now they get time for this also!!), even for drinking a cup of coffee...they make funny jokes which she wud consider silly and has to bear...they try their level best to be even a driver for them...no wonder how busy a software engineer is...!!


Anyways...it is great feeling to complete one year at job...must have done something good to be still there...the whole team is asking for a treat...but then i have someone in my team to take care of this also...

One year away from home has finally passed quite slowly and there would be lot many stories to tell about my stay here..but maybe sometime later..this post is getting too big...The work and efficiency improves sporadically(only when my manager starts threatening me..!!!) though it would still not be a surprise if you find me napping in my cube in a proper sarkari fashion with legs on the table...

I am loving it..!!!

Terrorists and the Indian resilency

Headlines in various newspapers screamed:

Bangalore Bombed...
Bangalore,Ahmedabad..Who'sNext?

At one end we are celebrating our new iconic status in the world arena and at the other we are impotent enough even to protect the basic fundamental right of a human being-The Right to Live....

The frequency of striking at will is increasing at a pretty decent rate.Also is the fact that the terrorists are freely choosing the targets to strike,beginning with Kashmir, followed by Delhi and Mumbai and now the Tier-II cities too are now open to them....These guys seem to celebrate Diwali multiple times a year....at their own wish...

speaking of stats, the casualties were in hundreds with around 60 of them parted from their families for ever.Surat was lucky enough to get away with 26 live bombs defused, not a single of them going off...The Indian Mujhahideen claiming responsibility for all and warning of more such acts.


The modern terrorists have been improvising with great consistency and have been regularly beating the expectations of the security forces.with improvised devices, improved communication systems and networks and with highly skilled "recruits", the organisations hiring them are on a roll.add to this fact that they consider India to be a soft/impotent state...in other words..an empty vessel making just too much noise....and our hollow claims of being on the verge of superpower. Such has been the audacity of these organisations, that they now send emails beforehand informing of the blasts and mentioning the reasons along.Except in ’Bollywood masala movies’ Indian intelligence has rarely unearthed any of the terrorist plans. We get clueless after the attack and even fail to get hold of those who are sending emails before the attacks.


They have shown considerable dexterity and astuteness in selecting the target cities.the low intensity blasts in Bangalore show that the motive was just to create panic in the Indian minds, to create a pyschological fear in the minds of IT companies here and to strike the backbone of the economy. Ahmedabad was chosen to avenge the Godhra pogrom.The chosen areas of Ahmedabad were the places where the Muslims were the most affected.Then came Surat, the diamond polishing hub of India.All the bombs in Surat were found near the diamond industry -2 stolen Wagon Rs laden with bombs and 27kg of nuts/bolts--- macabre to even imagine the cataclysm had even one of the cars went off...How much are we prepared for this???


So what has been the government doing all along while these guys are having fun and making mockery in their own way??..Ah!!I think its a little busy..busy in securing votebanks of the minority communities in the next election...Probably that is why, we still have punishments awarded to the terrorists to be executed...Yes, I am speaking about the hanging of Afsal Guru. Are we waiting for another hijacking to take place so that this time some other Minister escorts him safely to the hijackers.i guess Shivraj Patil would be the best suited to do a Jaswant Singh next time this happens.The government gives a derisory argument in favour of dilly-dallying the issue:More than 15 petitons are currently pending before the MHA and it processes the applications in first come first serve...What a crap..!!!..are other crimes committed by those 15 people in line awarded capital punishment on par with terrorism??...These same so-called intelligentsia which was on the verge of being wiped out on Dec 13 2001, today does not even have time to pay homage to the martyrs in that attack...seem busy scheduling their next foreign trip !!!


We lack a political will, a political consensus on the issue of terrorism.These guys can have a discussion only after they get some free time from fighting amongst themselves...Even after the blasts, we continue to see the blamegame among the politicans...a preposterous and outrageous allegation goes as:"...the ruling UPA government had a conspiratorial hand in the blasts to divert attention from the allegations of bribery as well as to gain Muslim votes..." Please Take a break..!!

Every politician expresses "shock" after the blast,I wonder shock over what???As if they dint know it was coming!!! Everytime we are hit, we run crying to the US or the UN blaming the "foreign powers", censuring our neighbours for few days till the hoopla settles down and soon we are back to our normal business..forgetting everything..forgetting that such a thing ever happened...What a resilency the Indian people have..I have become a fan of it!!! I was ashamed to hear the innane platitudes from the mouth of our spineless PM about not bowing to terrorism & maintaining peace.Listen to our honourable Home Minister after every blast..I bet you, there will not be single word out of its place...its exactly the same what he would have said the previous time. To summarise:"The Indian people cannot tolerate such violent acts of terrorism any more(someone please explain me this line..).this was an act of desperation and these terrorists wont succeed in their disastrous acts.I praise the resilency of the Indian people(in other words..their short memory!!)".Compensations are announced along with the news of the blasts...I wonder, it would not be too long when we see the announcements even before the blasts occur... the resilent nation moves on..to get prepared for the next wake up call...

With every blast the question arises: How long will we be continue to bear this violence..and so comes the answer:Ohh yea, we can take one more in our stride...

I feel tht time has come to realise the importance of an Indian life now.. on one hand i can see Israel showing its clear determination to root out terror when just 3 of its soldiers are captured, here we hv 200 innocent civillians dying n no one even bothering to even think of taking an action..Our neighbouring state sends its condolences after the blasts n the time may not be far off when we receive such condolences in advance, just before the incidents even happen.I wont support all US policies against war on terror, but point worth taking a note is tht no terror incident happened in US after 9/11. Someone said

'Khasma shobti us bhujang ko
jiske paas garal ho
uska kya jo vishrahit,
vineet or saral ho'

( Forgiveness can be shown by only those snakes which have venom & can bite. Those who are weak dont deserve to give forgiveness to anyone)

So rather than mouthing innane platitudes about restraint, criticism & looking towards other nations for help. probably the time has come for indians to take charge of their own destiny.

I will end with what my room mate consistently sings at the end of every movie he sees: "Bharat mata ki Jai".