Sunday, August 15, 2010

India is independent - 64th reminder

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"How you celebrate Independence day?" I asked one of my peers in the office. "I want to be free on this day.. absolutely free", he smiled sheepishly. "What do you exactly mean by absolutely free? I asked, sniffing what he was upto. He said "I wish to do whatever I feel like, nobody should question me". The other one joins in "We should remember those brave souls who laid out their lives for the freedom of our nation".

I'm wondering if we really understand what is this Independence Day all about and what we should really do to make it Independence Day celebration. On the eve of Independence Day I narrated Oshin what really happened on this day 64 years back. Also, this morning I was on time to make her turn on the TV to watch Prime Minister unfurling national flag and addressing nation from the ramparts of the Red Fort - same regulation stuff that I’ve been watching for quite some time now. Many people really don't bother to witness that too - "leave it man.. Anyways PM has been reading these pre-written pages every year.. you'll anyway find it in tomorrow's newspaper and Oshin's also not that comfortable with Hindi.. no parades, no cultural programs, same boring stuff. Tell me how you enjoying your day today?” I think the meaning of this Independence Day is lost somewhere and we really need to re-think if we could bring the significance of this day back.

Here's what I feel has the diring need to attain independence at the first place to say we really mean it:

- Look into the eyes of the Innocent 'chottu' being tortured in the roadside 'dhaaba', kid rag-pickers, children working in factories or the ones being sexually abused everyday. Ask yourself how you can set this India free. Hand over a book of pictures to him and worry about how to send them back to school.

- Shout loudest when next time you encounter a corrupt public servant. Let's first learn queue etiquette.

- Reach your office on time and pat on the back of your lowest subordinate for his slightest improvement.

- Pay your taxes honestly and care for public property. Let's start saying 'my country', 'my people', 'my roads', 'my public property', 'my Govt', 'my leader'.

- Let’s really start caring for female gender and change our mindset how we do upbringing of our future generation.

- Let's care for roadside trees and cleanliness.. Help in our capacity to save water, oil, electricity etc.


Don’t ask me what'll happen with this. This only will set India free & independent.


I cannot conclude without sincerely thanking my uncle Dr. D N Joshi who really helped me to get free - to get free from all sorts of slavery. He's the one who inspires me every moment to be sincere with our efforts and raise the voice against wrong. In whatever small proportion I'm able to add value to my profession or to the nation (I'm not pretty sure about it though!) I believe he paved the way for me and still keeps inspiring me. Small minds discuss people, bigger minds discuss events and add value but great mind don't discuss - they just act in silence and the community automagically gets inspired and benefited with it. Mamaji, you're one of those great souls - I salute you and assure you that I’ll keep doing, in best of my capacity, to keep myself and my country "free & independent" - JAI HIND .


Love,

ansijoshi

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Environment Day.. Who cares?

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We notice these 'X-Day', 'Y-Day' and 'Z-Day' quite often these days.. Off late we've started painting the whole calendar round the year with some kind of day or the other. All this new trend started in India with the Valentines Day I guess and now the list is exhaustive..

Let me understand what's the purpose of these 'days'?

All you folks who care for the mother nature celebrate "Earth Day" on 22 April and "World Environment Day" on 5th June each year which mostly goes unnoticed, if I'm not wrong. We'd like to thank communities and individuals dedicatedly working in this direction but this is a mere drop in the ocean.. We all from every walk of the life have to come forward to really bring the change and believe me it's VERY SIMPLE.

The purpose of "Earth Day" or "Environment Day" gets fully served when:

- I don't litter on the public places (drop the wrappers, disposable plates/glasses in dustbins)

- I care for trees in my neighbourhood (pour few drops of water on them)

- I don't waste water (close running taps, water-harvesting etc.)

- I switch off the engine, if possible (use CNG, bio-diesel)

- I switch off the appliance if not needed (AC, lights etc.)

- I try to recycle waste products (newpaper, plastics etc.)


Mother Earth is crying profusely my dear friends and our small initiatives gonna make huge impact..
We'll see whole city is back clean and green in NO TIME if I start practicing the above from today.

Give it try... please?

love,
Oshin's Oasis

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Happy B'day Oshin - From Anu

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Dear Oshin,
Many happy returns of the day. As you grow and we cherish to watch, you will one day become a lady full of elegance. I am in no doubt that you will make all of us proud. You are special, you were special and you will always be.

What I am about to say might come hard to bite now, but the right time will come when you will digest it. Nevertheless I can offer you only this, you see we Indians are prominent in offering free and unwanted advice.

You are born in a country where a track of birth rate can't be kept and you might end up living in other nation that humiliates on the racial ground. Beyond you is an endless world full of overgrown human civilization where everyone is competing to stifle others windpipe. It's a privilige period you are enjoying with your beloved parents. But things are never the same and wouldn't be the same. Time is bound to change and you too will have to fight for existence, maybe not long from now.

You will grow, you will one day a scholar,definitely you will also find a good job. You will get married and have a family, then you will also witness your grandsons. They will all love you, they will all remember you once you are gone. But after that no one will remember you, only a selected few are remembered after their mortal life and become the immortals. If you grow into a personality having uniqueness of your own, facing every difficulty that comes in your way with the mettle of your strength, definitely glory will be yours. People will remember you for thousand of years and many more.

Do the right, and take pride in what you do. Don't run after the orthodox society, oceans are always traversed by riding the gigantic wave. We all know Ships are safe in harbour but that is not what they are made for. Go for the kill and never settle for anything but the best. Leaders are not born from the womb but they are grown from the adversities of time. Accept your loss if it comes your way and work relentlessly until you defeat the very cause of loss. Only those reach the zenith of success, who defeat the very cause of loss. Whenever you are low, just remember this, man gets defeated only when he has lost the will to succeed.
It's a simple rule: "Some people are born to be slaves and others to rule". Though it might not be quiet evident but this is the truth. Choice is yours! Conquer the world or get conquered.

Apart from all this, be humane and kind to humanity.Philanthropy is what makes us man, otherwise we are like rest of animals. Love your parents and be kind to them. I wont say live a life for your parents because its too much to ask for. Parents too don't expect you to live your life for them, but shower them with your benign love throughout your life.
Last thing I would say: "What man is a man, who can't make this world a better place".

I wish you will make this world a better place.

Lots of love from all of us. We again wish, you get all the happiness, pleasure, delight and riches of world.

Love,
Avanish on behalf of family

Oshin's lucky Seven!

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Here come Oshin's lucky seven! She has been telling for last few days that Seven is gonna play wonders for us as she enters her seventh spring and here we're in there in next few seconds!!!

10..9..8....7..6..5..4..3..2..1.. Happy Birthday Oshin!!!!!!!

Many Many Happy returns of the day sweetheart.. Again you give a beautiful reason to smile.. fantastic moments to celebrate.. we're so happy to be with you year after year witnessing you growing so aesthetically.

This year 24 January is being celebrated as National Girl Child Day’. We’re proud lone girl child parents and feel good about contributing a bit towards girl child development and our biggest menace – population. Though not very lavishingly, this year we've great plans to celebrate our cuchie-puchie's birthday in a unique style as always.. this year we're in Delhi and India after a while so as expected we've planned the main birthday bash along with her own newly made Indian friends in the immediate neighborhood followed by a visit to a nearby temple and participating in the temple services and a generous social lunch for the poor kids, which makes more sense than organizing a extravaganza in a starred restaurants, while being in India where every third kid is deprived from basic amenities, education and happiness to some extent.

We feel fortunate that we’re your parents and we thank god for blessing us with such a wunderkind. You’ve always been beyond our expectations since day one and still you steal our awe every now and then.. Let us once again wish you a very happy birthday and may god shower you with even more happiness, heath, luck and prosperity. You’d like to see you grow as a happy and good human (more than anything else) year after year.

Hema-Naveen

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Cricket in India - A religion or a curse?

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I read an article some time back that 'Cricket makes us dysfunctional'.. eats up our appreciable part of the day (tittering at time management concept) and leaves whole country paralyzed. Entire youth force (highest in the world), leave aside the aged and children, waste their productive time speculating/calculating a probable match outcome or discussing in length about how a particular cricketer should have batted, bowled, fielded or captained a particular delivery/match. And while doing so we're ruining the country in many ways by being unproductive, mercilessly killing other sports, encouraging malpractices like gambling and betting, and last but not the least putting undue pressure on cricketers by making them our gods and expecting them to play to the perfection - always. What the heck is this?.

Don't we have any better/alternative entertainment option in sports or in other forms of entertainment? In sports, I don't think cuz we ourselves have killed that option. There's hardly any doubt that cricket is eating up all our other sports. The reason? We're more interested in knowing what undies a particular cricketer wears rather than wondering how the other games are doing. See the TV channels and other media and look at the coverage of cricket verses other games.. look at our medal tally during world class games.. look at PT Usha during recent athletics meet.. look at the apathy of football in this country.. look at Indian hockey team. Its ironic to see quite a few business houses and stars coming forward to fund for the forthcoming hockey tournament rather than government/sports-fraternities seriously mulling over the issues and streamlining the sports bodies. Is there any shortage of funding? I'd love to watch a hockey or a football league match if its rather than being a cricket freak. Who's the culprit? We all - we the cricket-crazy spectators who think winning a cricket match is equivalent to leading the medal tally in Olympics.. Media and Ad world who think their TRP and advertisement business holds the sole importance rather than promoting other games.. Business houses who are more interested to fund for a games which sells like a hotcake rather than promoting the deprived.. Government and politics for interfering with the sports bodies and giving the least importance to the players. But I feel spectators can make a difference by being more open towards other games. Also, privatization of the sports bodies and developing an professional/MNC culture over there will significantly improve the games in the country.

On more brainchild of this epidemic is betting. I was stunned to see it happening right in front of me the other day and to my utter surprise these were not the richer folks (rather poor and lower-middle class) and i was dismayed how they're betting on each over, each player and sometime on each delivery. I was stunned to witness how one of my friends bets like crazy and looses (mostly) in lacs and at time see him happy even if India looses (if it earns him quick money).

Also, I'm amazed with the fact that how cricket binds this country together like no other. I see only two things that binds this country as a unit is cricket and terrorism. India shows up when we win a match against rivals and also equally during a 'Kargil. I sometimes think we can only do good in individual sports (that too if one's stars work and a real talented cud break the shackles of luck, riches, power and nepotism).. cuz we are or were never a team or believe in team spirit.. we believe in heroism & zeroism. We still prefer to tag ourselves as marathi, bengali, bihari, tamilian rather than an Indian, then how can we be build a team and eventually win?

The only thing I admire about cricket (let me confess that I was a cricket freak till last world cup!) is the way our youngsters from small towns are handling the massive pressure of playing/captaining for India as never before and maturing as a professional. Mahinder Singh Dhoni and Suresh Raina are two such examples and we should appreciate the way this new lineup is taking up the game positively rather than scrutinizing their every single move and putting undue pressure on them. We need to understand that our overly excessive indulgence with one and only one game is not doing any good for cricket (or country) and killing cricketers (and other games) unnecessarily (everyone is not Sachin Tendulkar). We can open more doors of entertainment by just changing our attitude towards other games and cricket. Let's love our country not just cricket and give other games a bit of warm shoulder so that they could flourish and our youths have more diversified options as a sportsmen and eventually we could get more chances of cheering for India.


love,
Betenoire

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

2009: What a year it was!

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Dear friends, Seasons Greetings 'n a very Happy New Year well in advance!

What a year it was!! huhh.. started smoothly in the cosy Bangkok and eventually took us on a rollercoster drive across the continents and finally all set to make us land in the laps of our mother hometown in majestic himalayas where we learnt to take our first steps. I was a complete buquet full of all colors and patterns.. It was a melodrama comprising of all emotions.. It was a satire that taught us the lessons of life in the most effective way. Lot of smiles alongwith few tears.. lot of happy returns from our serious efforts and lot of learnings from quite a few mistakes made this year a truly immemorable year for many many years to come.

At one end we cherish the nostalgic memories of beautiful Thailand and a short but eventful trip to Australia and on other it encapsulates the quick sorties across quite a few cities in India, and an interesting trip to London and cambridge. Most of this year we were in travel mode and I'd like to recall it as a 'Learning Year'. Overall it was a good travelling (I mean 'learning') experience and will enrich our life encyclopedia with quite some pragmatic real life examples.

An appreciable part of this year spent in India was pretty interesting and a kinda good learning experience which we'd like to revisit time and again, and will guide us towards a better future. As we labelled this year as a learning year at the start of the year, it also lived upto our expectation and was truly a learning year for each one of us. I admit I certain tried to grow up a professional and a human being (though there're quite some areas of improvement). Hema better equipped herself to deal with unexpected and frequently changing circumstances.

Oshin has been a lucky kid to witnesss so many real life scenarios at such an early age. The ease and temperament with which she embrased so many quick changes in such a short span of time really overwhelmes us and really diserves elaboration. The zeal and speed with which she accepted the indian culture has been amazing, we were apprehensive about the cultural shock that she would experience once back to homeland after such an appreciable time away from India but she almost proved us wrong and the ease with which she sings kumaoni and hindi songs and dialects leaves everyone speechless. Though her regular schooling suffered to some extent due to this extensive travel but being a wunderkind we share the pride to update that she concludes NCERT class III syllabus at the age of 6 as I write. Oshin's a dream child and Hema and I are one of the luckiest parents on planet earth.


- Oshin's Oasis

Sunday, December 20, 2009

“Sabb Chalta Hai” Attitude

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Many of my friends and relatives say that I am spoilt being in foreign land for so long. We sound strange the way we interpret the indian lifestyle and the behaviour of fellow indians per se. Further they say our gypsy-status during last few years have changed the way we percieve the indian way of living and we’ve started comparing this great country with the other part of the world in literal terms, and we need to take a holistic approach while doing so as it’d be unfair to rate such a huge democracy of multi-lingual, multi-religion and multi ethnic groups. I completely do agree that India (rather Bharatvarsh) has been a great civilization and has a glorified past and present that we're really proud of, and has been beyond anyone's capability to be evaluated or compared in its entirety across any geography. So the question is not whether our present is on a firm foundation or not but whether we're leveraging the advantage we've gained over the centuries on the social and educational and economical fronts. And the answer is clearly "NO". The reason is "Sabb chalta Hai" attitude.

What is this ‘sabb chalta hai' attitude all about? I guess it’s not necessarily a bad idea to have this attitude in general as it’s a complementary trait for adaptability which is virtue of a good human being and a professional. However, as far as I’ve witnessed it over the years, it has costed we Indians immensely in all spheres of development. Littering, honking, shouting (rather barking), impetient outrage, bribing (chaai-paani at the minimum), displaying money and/or muscle-power every now and then, vandellism, nepotism, black-marketing, etc. is so common and rampant (and believe me most of the times it could have been avoided) that I wonder whom are we waiting for to come and clean this mess for us.

We keep on hearing that a disciplined Indian on foreign soil immediately starts behaving wayward the moment he touches mother land. In no time We adopt the good sanitation habits, good social practices, other good prevalent practices across the globe in terms of lifestyle, social securitiy, other richer cults, caring for human life (and much more) but we don't waste even a split second to come back to our moment we touch at IGI airport, New Delhi. Is that the bloody dirty gene that's the culprit.. no if that would have been the case then why i was clean gene being an alien. Actually that our 'sabb chalta hai attitute.. This disease (rather a cancer of our society) that I’d like to call “Sabb chalta hai” attitude which's now more of our key trait and becomes an integral part of our middle class backbone and huge young work force. I wonder are we really the descendents of the same folks who gave us Indus valley civilization? Is it our ”sabb chalta hai” attitude that's creating this havoc?

Undoubtedly each Indian knows what’s it all about and thinks he’s the ideal volunteer to work for it and at the same time thinks he’s not the one due to which this problem persists (same like how we define ‘Quality’ in system engineering). Also, at the same time we refuse to acknowledge that this is the prime reason for the apathy. We all know (at least I believe so) what are the ‘rights’ and ‘wrongs’ of a civilized society.

I see a compelling reason why a poor and illiterate (rather unaware) mass shows this attitude – he zeroes it as the easiest and most effective (also cost effective) option and finds its necessary of his survival at times (or at least gains a bit of edge over others). But what has happened to the backbone of this society – the highly education middle class and above all our dynamic and smart youth force is displaying this attitude in every walk of life. Where are we heading? Sometimes I wonder is this a country or just a market. Do we have any belongingness towards it or not? Where is India..?

Where’re my emotions for my mother India? I wonder if there’s any force that binds us as a nation (keep aside that handful of elites) except cricket or kargil. We’re caught in the culture of heroes and zeroes that Dr. Kalaam points out in his book ‘Wings of fire’. We have become so selfish and short-sighted that we won’t mind sucking blood of mother India in order to feed to our children. Where is India? My house and my beloved ones are what I care for.. I won’t like to even smile at others if it doesn’t benefit me in some way. Heights of cynicism.. Mother India is paying price for its size, both in area and numbers, and for diversity. We often say ‘unity in diversity’.. where’s unity (today only on Telangana issue, I came to know kosala, harit Pradesh, vidharva, poorvanchala, bundelkhand, gorkhaland, bodoland are next in the queue). Mother India is now more like a museum of world’s biggest democracy showcasing ‘unity in diversity’. I endlessly thank the impetus behind constitution that still keeps this country going.

Believe me if we don’t put a check on our this ‘chalta hai’ attitude then even a century is less to realise the dream that our visionaries have been showing us. We all love to listen to these heroes and applaud them a lot but soon we forget that the first step towards that dream starts with our single clean step. Nobody is gonna do that for us – we need to change the image and fate of our motherland and I’ve been stunned by the response I get when I act on this front. I see people cleaning their houses like sparkles this Diwali but what’s this? They’re dumping their shits in the gulleys.. Do their shining houses look good in totality? ‘Maine gulley ka thhekka liya hai? (Who cares about gulley?) they say. If we don’t bother about our own neighborhood then who’ll take care of the country? These politicians? Whom we curse round the clock and for making this country what’s it today?

Fellow Citizens and dear young friends, these are alarming signals and we need to work for a common cause. You must be aware that we’ve the biggest youth force in the world and we can turn the table in no time if understand our responsibility. And that’s pretty simple (as Kiran Bedi says) – just do your job honestly and have a sense of belongingness towards our motherland.


- Bete Noire

Monday, September 28, 2009

Let's burn Ravana this Dusherra

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Happy Dusherra! Hope this festival kills all the evil spirits and brings even more peace, happiness and prosperity in our lives. But I increasing feel there’s a burning need to burn the Ravanas we have been nurturing inside and around us for quite some time now.. more than just a symbolic show off - in the form of burning effigies of evils every year. Let's have a commitment with ourselves this time round and shall work towards uprooting these devils in and around us which're depriving us from growing up as a human being, as a professional and as a nation. As an Indian (and as a good human being above all) I shall be working on my below-mentioned weaknesses with immediate effect which would take me and my country forward and reclaim its greatness rather than not just referring to it in the books of history.

1. Overcome our aggression and develop more patience. We’ll save our energies, that we waste by losing temper while dealing in public and on the roads, for constructive things. We can be polite yet assertive.

2. Fight corruption. This is the cancer of our society. It can be eradicated with collective efforts only and each of us need to take this responsibility, and need to be vocal when we come across any instances of corruption in our daily life.

3. Courteousness. Honking on the roads, using disgraceful language in our day-to-day endeavors are two grey areas that could be immediately whitewashed. Even a dog doesn’t bark without any reason.

4. Let’s cultivate more professionalism. Better professionals mean more productivity. Let’s be punctual and do out piece of job diligently. That’s it and our country progresses by leaps and bounds.

5. Let’s get rid of cynicism. 'Never say what country has given us rather say what I’ve done for the country' says a great nationalist. We should carry out our day-to-day endeavors by analyzing how it’d help our country to go forward. Let’s not exchange national interest for 'my pocket', 'my assets' and 'my folks'.

6. Honesty. Honesty is the best policy in all the endeavors that we undertake during the day. Practising honesty is a win-win situation for all us as individual and as a nation.

7. Cleanliness. We’ve to work very seriously on this and the steps to be taken are very simple – just think before throwing/spitting carelessly anywhere – and soon we’ll find that all the streets and public places are clean like sparkle.

8. Ownership. It’s my country – this sense of belongingness is lost somewhere and we need to rejuvenate it. India is a great nation and the biggest democracy with integrity in diversity, and we should be very proud of it.

-Bete Noire

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Dilli 'Dilwalon' ki.. ya 'Paisewalon' ki?

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New Delhi – national capital of our great country – which wouldn't like to be rated any lower than other good metro cities of India (or other good cities of third world countries for that matter), but the shortage of very basic necessities (electricity, water, sanitation, roads) and lack of basic hygiene makes it next to hell for a ‘common man’. Further, this term ‘common man’ also is a very vague term which needs a separate write-up altogether. If we as a government and civic authorities can’t provide these very basic necessities and fundamental hygiene to the natives in our numero-uno city (forget about other second-line cities or countryside) then we have no right to iterate that we’re soon going to join the group of elite nations. I understand that the city bears a tremendous load of massive in pour of new entrants and climate change wreaking havoc with each passing day but just by erecting huge concrete jungle and wider roads alone would not lead us to the path towards developed society.

‘Dilli hai dilwalon ki’ is the common saying in here which I’ve been listening for quite some time now. However, I’ve no more concurrence with this statement off late. Rather I’d say ‘Dill tow hai paisewalon ki’ (translation). If you’ve bucks in your pocket things go so very smoothly else one has to die every moment to live in here. The gap between richness and poverty is huge and overwhelming.

However, this statement would be difficult to make for public figure (or the well known faces who interact with the ground realities on day-to-day basis) but I being one of ‘common man’, with few extra bucks in my petty, have had liberty of living in these dual avatars – as a ‘common man’ and as a paisewala - on and off for last few years, and also don’t feel any pressure while expressing my opinion on the same.

In my ‘paisewala’ avatar, I’m an executive of a big corporate house. I lead an outstanding life while on business – stay, dine in five stars, commute in luxury cars, shop in biggest malls and meet best breeds of the town – and the city appears to be a heaven on earth as no weather atrocities haunt me, no waiting/queues, no corruption, no poverty, no littering, all green all clean (clean Delhi green Delhi utopia comes alive). But, the very moment I switch to my second avatar (like Snow-white turns to rags once the clock struck 12) as I can’t afford ‘paisewala’ avatar in my real life and live in a small house in a very congested locality where frequent power cuts, water shortage, blocked drainage system, dug-up roads, with all dust ‘n smoke and bumper-to-bumper traffic jam is a everyday story and woos no one if one raises concern (thanks to our ‘sabb chaltaa hai’ attitude). Long ‘n never ending queues at each public offices, with corrupt babus/policemen opening up there greedy mouths every now and then, suddenly makes the life worse than hell in the same city which looked perfect in the first avatar (Is it one’s miseries paying for other’s happiness). Someone said born poor is not your fault but dying poor is of course, but it’s excessively difficult for a poor to lead a dignified life in this society of ‘heroes and zeroes’ (as Dr Kalaam says) where it’s very difficult to appear at the surface as heroes in this population rich country and where rift between riches and rags is increasing with unprecedented pace. Everyone is not a maverick and I still see hundreds of them around me killing their lives and skill in extreme poverty.

Though I soon switch to my first avatar, mostly for a longer duration, but the agony of the horrendous experiences I go through while being in ‘dilwala’ (or common ‘dilliwalla’.. however recent talks say there’re only a handful who really are dilliwallas, most of ‘em outsiders with no real attachment to it) keeps haunting me all through my days spent in my second avatar. I can’t stop myself scanning the faces that I leave behind while travelling in my luxury limo or the staff that keeps my grin intact by giving his/her extra, at that horribly unaffordable cost. We Indians believe in short cuts not because we don’t believe in long cuts but just because of the experience that long cuts are the hopeless option and would even cost a lifetime to get something done passing through the proper channel (we’re in herds not in numbers wherever you approach in public.. In Mata’s jagraata yesterday night people were fighting while queuing up.. for what? For paying donation and getting name announced in loudspeaker!) Most of us believe that the same is easily achievable with far less efforts by being “practical and smart” (I spent two years to get my passport without being assisted by a commission agent).

Basic hygiene is generally deeply rooted into the respective cultures though bit challenged by poverty and incompetent civic authorities (I find my pockets full of my kid’s candy wrappers by the end of the day as I often don’t find any litter-boxes in public places. I was stunned to witness devotees littering used ‘prasadam’ plates next to goddess idols, yesterday during Mata’s Jagraata in my locality, without any guilt feeling.. disgusting!) Thanks to the geographical position of our country and the element s adding up to the fast disruption of the ecosystem of this city that further adds up to our woes. History says this city was built seventeen times but I feel this would be the last iteration as we’re not building (of course building the concrete jungle!) rather destroying it’s ecosystem. Still the remaining greenery belongs the older period and we can count the leftover trees on fingers that too planted by our forefather. Which direction we Delhiites going?

‘Kal ho jayega’ is the common answer if one asks for the deadlines – completely unprofessional attitude and comes with the requirement of ‘chai-paani’ which’s the pre-requisite for even having a glimpse at your case file.

Littering and honking is a very common habit we’ve developed over a period of time and often I’m a subject of humor when people around me find me shying away to do so. It doesn’t raise an eyebrow if you violate these rules of basic hygiene (rather they may raise when we do so!) that turning our beautiful city into a garbage dump and water bodies to smelly drains. I turn the pages of history that tells Indus valley civilization was among one of the oldest civilizations that makes us proud.

Thanks to the rapidly changing climate, energy shortage and eating habits that further adds up to the aggression, impatience, unproductiveness we show in our daily life which’s synonym to our behavioral attribute. More than ¾ of our city population faces the curse of electric power-cuts every summer which’s getting longer every year. As most of ‘em can’t afford inverters and hefty electricity bills like few ‘paisewallas’). That’s a different topic that sill lot of electricity is getting stolen (I came across an article recently which says our 7000KMs coastline can contribute to 25% of our energy needs through wind energy and another big lot through solar energy, and provide us immense employment option). Look at the traffic intersection and especially the two-wheelers on regular office routes. Honking is a fashion statement (or a disease?) and bikers preferring car horns. Home minister asks Delhiites to practise basic etiquettes and groom good behavioral attributes in wake of forthcoming commonwealth games. We natives of great Indian subcontinent need to be taught that we should learn basic behavioral manners and that too for hosting an international event is extremely shameful.

As a country eyeing a developed status by 2020, do we still need to emphasize that we need round the clock power, at least in our metro cities, to thrive for that essential growth and stature (or to be really called a metro). If this ‘common man’ is not sleeping whole night due to these power cuts how are we expecting him to be productive next day? Do we still have doubts that we need proper public sanitation system and responsible public administration before even called developing nation?

-Bete Noire


Saturday, September 19, 2009

Celebration called life

I’m standing atop a double storey house in the middle of a very busy lower middle class colony amidst a very posh locality in the heart of New Delhi. Adventure with life's in full swing in here at every split second from first ray of light till midnight. Its second half of the day at the moment – post lunch session. Time of the day when only half of the population is actually at work (as half of us are sleepyhead after having out extra heavy lunch – Thaali) but still there’s no reduction in the rush in any sphere of life, whatsoever. I always wonder why our meals are so voluminous, extra oily and damn spicy whereas it should have more milder compared to others and more nutritious with lot of liquids in view of our geographical condition and considering how we generally behave on a typical day.

Life’s is dancing on the tip of a needle – there’s no scope for errors, one small mistake and it costs a life here. The other day we were talking about swine flu and it's impact in India. I laugh at the very idea of people putting a mask (as a fashion statement or what?) or rather flu bacteria would be confused whether to infect us or not. I used to hear the epidemics of cholera, small-pox, and malaria during the older days, and our elders have lost their beloved ones in quite a big numbers. I feel nothing much has changed since then in hygiene, except that we have vaccines ready for almost all those well known diseases, but health services are still pathetic and not accessible to the common mass.

I can see kids are playing in the middle of a very busy traffic which consists of all possible kind of vehicles. Dust is so thick and dense that I wonder how much percentage this dusty air is actually air (and how much finally oxygen?). I see people practicing zero tolerance everywhere, especially while driving - a biker's checking his front hood for dent, after hitting a cyclist head on, rather than checking for his well being after this big bang (anyways he has already cut his wrist badly). Everyone's honking every now and then, even if there’s no reason (I recall a roadside note some days back saying “honking is a disease” and I really feel that its a pandemic in India. Foreigners call us “noisy and smelly Indians” (this's atleast what I've been hear among the folks with whom I work). Yes, many of us are not very rich and can’t buy costly perfumes but we can atleast practise basic hygiene (‘Ittar’-traditional herbal scent still comes just for 10 bucks) and basic common sense (care for women and children?).

How cheap is human life and human emotions in here. I see two young guys fighting - tens of others joining in but what's this? Rather than put it off they are adding up to the fuel.. now I see a crowd of around hundred people having these two guys in the middle and both punching each other profusely and all watching with lot of fun. To my surprise no one is interested to put them to rest.. who cares? they’re getting a free show.. a free amusement fight club?
I’m stunned to see small kids crossing these roads (with no pedestrian care – what’s pedestrian care btw they’d ask me if I intervene). I’m stunned to find that they’re touching and eating so very dirty things that I wonder what would happen had we exposed the kids of developed nations to the similar circumstances. Body’s immune systems is beyond anyone’s understanding- if we care for it, it goes out of our control and when we surrender to it due to dire compulsions then nature takes care of it keeps itself intact even in most unhygienic situations (however it doesn’t give any excuse to the inefficient administration due to which these situations prevail here).

'Struggle for survival of the fittest' is the perfect statement for the chaos I see in front of me. I see a ‘sense of urgency’ on every face and feel that the ‘peace of mind’, ‘sense of satisfaction or gratification’ always missing from all these faces. Everybody is just rushing for somewhere or something.. there’s a tremendous rat race going on every minute but at the end of each such rat race starts yet another rat race and it keeps going on and on and on, taking each one of us to even more higher level of frustration, even more thirst and even more gloomy faces appear. Kids are growing faster, rather I’d say joining this struggle race bit earlier than we did. They’re talking all materialism earlier than ever before and adopting this artificial life as a fashion statement even before actually perceiving it, and loosing the charm of life sooner than later.

“Celebration called life” is ultimately getting lost in this survival struggle. We may feel that we’re getting benefited out of it but actually loosing on the social front massively. There’s no value for human life and emotions here.. Human life and emotions cost nothing here.. We’re just concentrating on accumulating wealth and that too in quickest possible time, and while doing so we’re missing the very essence of life – Celebrating the festivity called life.

-ANSI

Thursday, September 10, 2009

I salute you Mehdi

I salute you Mehdi Hasan.. I've no words to describe you..

Souls like you gently appear in this world, shower these heavenly bits on us and disappear without making a fuss.. I don't have words how to thank you for the changes you bring in me and the emotions you create in heart.. you just hypnotize me you make me a good human being. should I call you a mere human or or a supernatural force that has the charisma to manipulate me the way you want.. I fail to understand how you characters emerge from the mud, acquire these great skillsets from nowhere and become the greatest epitomes. I hear that music is god.. music is heavenly.. music has no language... music is peace.. music is this and music is that.. When I listen to you or to my god Nusarat, I feel that I'm in a completely different world and you steer me the way you want.. I've no knowledge of music but the words coming out of your throat teach me everything all sorts of emotions start flowing inside me and you attain the position much much higher than god inside me.

I thank you from my eternal heart for all that you, and all the musicians of your stature, have done to the music.

-ANSI

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Trip to England

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There comes a wind of change and here we fly once again, but this time towards west - destination called England. Timing was just perfect as world-stage was all set for world T20 cricket tournament and above all it was summer time in europe. This breather came after an eventful couple of months in Delhi and thus we had a reason to take a long breath and smile. We took off from Delhi IGI airport on Thursday 04 June noon and destinatin port was London Heathrow airport which would take ten long hours onboard.

It was pretty pleasant weather when we arrived at London Heathrow Airport at eight O'clock local time and boarded national express coach for Cambridge. It was a three hours drive on pretty smooth highways and driver was quite friendly with good sense of humour. The fact that surprised us the most was the sunset timings which took place nearly at midnight when we reached Cambridge. Oshin was crying aloud due to cold when dropped us at Cambridge bus stop and while we were waiting for cab which took quite some time.

It took just couple of days to get accustomed to the local environment. Initially few days were pretty chilly and gradually it started getting hotter with each passing day (god know why that happened.. global warming?!). One interesting thing about England was it's weather which changes every minute. The first thing people talk about is weather "How about the weather today? Weather's awesome today! Weather doesn't look that bad today?" etc.

Cambridge is a small town with tens of colleges scattered all around. City is pretty green and infrastructure is pretty old but well maintained (with bit of littering by few ignorant young bloods). Busy streets with students of all possible nationalities.. relatively younger age group stylish mass seen mostly in pairs, liberally showcasing their intense love on the streets. This was the annual graduation time of the year and on top of it this year's 800th anniversary year of Cambridge university so town was overpacked and very little scope for shoestring travelling.

We visited London city couple of times which's couple hundred miles from Cambridge and takes an hour by train. London city is well connected by public transportation but seems bit costly. London city is beautiful and proves it's worth if you give it some time and closer look. Again the infrastructure is old but pretty well maintained. River Thames covers quite some aread of the city and it's worth going for this exciting river cruise. Trafalgar Square is the iconic London city center and one's London siteseeing is never complete without having a strawl around the fountain and having few snaps in front of gigantic lion statues.

A riverside strawl near London Bridge and Tower Bridge concludes our London trip (refer to photo above). Leaving Oshin in the bus while we came out to look for a misplaced jacket, thinking that Oshin's with my friend, is one memorable and horrendous incident that keeps giving us nightmare to all of us. On the early morning of very first day of August we bid farewell to the beautiful city of Cambridge and boarded our flight back home with mixed emotions.

with love,
Naveen

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Adios Bangkok

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Dear Bangkok - Khob khun khrab, swasdee khrab (thank you so very much)... adios friends (good bye friends)... we'll direly miss you all through our lifetime.. you gave us a reason to enjoy each moment spent in this beautiful land of smiles. We can happily spend yet another life cherishing memories of this pleasant dream.. May god bless you all with lots and lots of more happiness in time to come and accept our hearty thanks for all the love and affection you showered on us all these days.

Our stay at Bangkok has been nothing less than an ideal dream.. a lifetime full of smiles.. a smooth highway journey (that too on thai highways or a thai massage!). We made more friends in these three years than we made in our lifetime so far. We're highly impressed with the thai people, their culture and their zeal to keep it intact. We salute this country and its people. What's more interesting to see is that not only the localites but even the foreigners get drenched with their loving attribute.. as it's rightly said - smile is infectious. We met people of tens of nationalities there and even they also showcased their behavioural atrributes at par with thais.

Generally there's not much difference the way Indians and Thais lead their lives on day-to-day basis but it's worth listing down few points that clearly gives this beautiful country an edge over others. It amazing to see the folks smiling all day long, tidy streets with almost no littering, folks strictly punctual and truly professionals, country-first attitude, honesty a religion, respect for foreigners, respect for woman, caring for human emotions and their belief in celebrating life are few attributes that makes every expatriate speechless in this divine country.

We love our country and we're proud Indians. Undoubtedly, nobody can matchup with our stamina for survival struggle, our analytical capabilities, our adaptability and there're many areas where we're far ahead than any other. We've one of the biggest youth workforce and we're one of the biggest markets in the world. We're capable taking the centerstage and changing the world economy at our will. Having said that we still feel we've a lot to llearn from thais, especially from cultural, behavioural and integrity perspective. As a country we may want to set a goal to matchup Thais in next five years.

Love,
Hema-Oshin-Naveen

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Oshin's 6th Spring

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Happy birthday Oshin! We wish you with loads of blessings on your sixth birthday.. May god bless you with endless smiles all through your life darling!

Being our lone child, Oshin's birthday holds a special meaning for us as parents and always brings a xing in our life.. along
comes the reason for lot of fun and frolic.. and comes the time of real celebrations. This year Oshin witnesses her sixth spring of her life and third in the land of smiles. May god bless her with thousands of smiles.

We arranged a small birthday party at McDonalds at Chong Nonsi, Bangkok with all our closed friends at Oakwood on the eve of her birthday, Saturday 23 January. It was an outstanding get-together for the kids and their parents and we had some real fun out there. Some interesting games session for kids and chit-chat among the parents was followed by a quick snacks party. Cake cutting ceremony was the next which has became memorable with that interesting push and pull among the kids, to grab the best part of that delicious tesse bear topping on the top of that magnificent yellow cake in '6' shape. Special birthday candle from Sukhy are among other highlights that marked the evening which glows up with an interesting hustle-bustle surprised the guests. Food was good and so was the cake after that as dessert which all of us enjoyed a lot. Kids were happy winning prizes and receiving those nice goody bags at the end.

Oshin and both of us missed our friends Kesavan and Sireesh who were planning to surprise Oshin with their presence on this occasion which couldn't happend due to some unavoidable reasons. Sireesh compensated for his absence in the form of yet another belated birthday party and a precious gift. Hema and me compensated for Kesavan's absence in the form of long telecon sessions with him and a gift of Nintendo DS which once Kesavan planned for her. Oshin got quite a sizeable and costly gifts this time round and she hardly sees anything left out in her wishlist. All close friends of ours started planning the gifts for this birthday well in advance to ensure unique and
meaningful gifts.

We wish Oshin all the very best on this auspicious and important day. A loving, caring, obedient, diligent, intelligent and beautiful kid like Oshins deserves all these blessings, especially from her lucky parents. Hema and me are proud to be her parents.

Hema-Naveen

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Keshav's Tulip Festival experience

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Today's beatiful morning of September the 13th - officially start of spring and a wonderful day out here in Melbourne. Took a day out for a trip to Tesselaar Tulip Festival, to see baronial flowers "Variety the Spice of life" nice caption. Life's better when you get out and do something different to enjoy its variety-broaden your horizons,embrace life in all its infinite diversity . Enjoyed looking at huge array of Spring flowers in all colours and shapes. i can say this flowers are wonders of spring and its breath taking experience which made my day looking at the flowers when breeze touches them i feel they say hi and hello to me . Infact i took the pictures with great passion , when i ask them to say cheese they smiled with the help of gentle breeze. Nice opportunity to be with small little flowers which made my day . My quest in search in meaning of this flowers started now and here we go the first one i found in proflowers.com . Quiet interesting and good . Meanings of Tulips : The is one of the world's most easily recognized and loved flowers. The meanings of tulips coupled with the immediately identifiable shape of their colorful blooms make them a comfortable flower choice. They are not too elegant, too romantic, too big, too small, or too bright; the tulip is always just right. They are like a favorite pair of jeans or your mom's fresh-baked cookies in that the meanings of tulips express genuine coziness and comfort in all of the right ways.

The tulip originated over ten decades ago in Persia and Turkey, where it played a significant role in the art and culture of the time. Most likely commenting on the Turkish tradition of wearing tulips in one's turban, Europeans mistakenly gave tulips their name, which comes from the Persian word meaning turban. As Europeans began admiring tulips, the flower's popularity spread quickly, particularly in the Netherlands where a phenomenon dubbed tulip mania set in at one point during the 17th century. Tulips became so highly-prized that prices were sent soaring and markets crashing. Tulips are now grown throughout the world, but people still identify cultivated varieties as "Dutch tulips." The meaning of tulips is generally perfect love. Like many flowers, different colors of tulips also often carry their own significance. Red tulips are most strongly associated with true love, while purple symbolizes royalty. The meaning of yellow tulips has evolved somewhat, from once representing hopeless love to now being a common expression for cheerful thoughts and sunshine. White tulips are used to claim worthiness or to send a message of forgiveness. Variegated tulips, once among the most popular varieties due to their striking color patterns, represent beautiful eyes. With all of the sentiments and meanings of tulips, it's not surprising that their popularity continues to endure. The wide range of colors and varieties available allows them to be used for many occasions. In addition to being a favorite for cut flower arrangements, tulips can also be given as a potted plant. The growing and caring for of tulip bulb gardens and plants is a rewarding pastime for many flower lovers. As one of the world's most beloved flowers, a gift of tulips is a sure delight, enchanting in its beauty and simplicity.So see you all Tulips next year at Keuenhoff Tulip festival one of my favourite destination of the world. http://www.keukenhof.nl/nm/english.html.

May this spring and tulips bring in the finest moments out of our life this year . Thanks to many who made this happen . Good luck Tulips! "I wandered lonely as a cloud.. that floats on high o'er vales and hills, when all at once I saw a crowd, a host, of golden daffodils" - William Wordsworth. I might be the happiest person if Wordsworth mentioned tulips instead of daffodils.. Infact all the flowers are soothing but I prefer nice little tulips cuz its just right and perfect...

cheers!
Keshav

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Trip to Australia

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Coooool... it was really cool both ways! Trip was real cool and so was the temperature. This is hard core winter season in Australia and we were able to grab those cool moments which are only possible during these winters speicially skiing in snow-cladded mountains while snowing is on, watching penguines returning from the freezing sea on their way back to their sand-dune burrows at dusk, enjoying the sea cruise in nearly freezing wheather.
Melbourne city in southern state of Victoria was the destination when we boarded Thai airways flight TG981. Suddenly mercury drops to single digit when to got out of the Tullamarine airport. I could smell the same fresh air that I used to get in Washington state of US - Victoria can also be regarded as evergreen state just like Washington. City was not really full of sky-skippers just like any third city but many things were there couldn't be found everywhere. Legacy tram system for an example, lush greenary almost everywhere and highways smooth like butter. Australia is called the land of immigrants - Indians, chinese and thai folks can be seen anywhere and everywhere. Main city is not very big but is colorful and vibrant. Public transportation a plus here - main city is conveniently approachable from all the adjoining suburbs. Vast lush green pastures with cattle grassing lesuirely on both side of the highway is a common scene as soon as you come out few miles out of the city. Snow mountains are very approachable and can be visited in a single day trip - Mount Buller was the one which we visited and it was a memorable trip. A cruise trip to Sorrento followed by a long drive along the great ocean road is something incredible - Twelve Apostles was the destination for us on this long drive. Watching penguins coming out of sea after day long fishing is one more attraction during this time of the year and Philip Island is the place. Quite a few zoo, parks, aquariums and museums are there in the city and tourist transportation at the city centre is absolutely free with tourist information centre pretty much accessible.

In a nutshell this was a worthwhile vacation closer to nature. It was a healty treat for our lungs and a good exposure to australian lifestle. We should say this trip was gifted as we never planned for it. There's a good saying that few things should be treasured quitely in our hearts and never thank those people and circumstances who realize those moments as it reduces their importance. This trip was just the right example of how volatile people and circumstances are and leaves behind few sweet and unforgettable memories for long long time to come.


I'll come back with yet another episode of my travel diary soon.
Keep smiling!

Naveen

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

10 Glorious Years of Togetherness

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It’s time to celebrate for all of us as Hema and I’ve achieved a big milestone today - completed 10 years of togetherness… witnessed 3650 days in a row with each other… 5 years with and 5 years without Oshin. Isn’t it sounds great?

This occasion gives us an excellent opportunity to pen down those remarkable and memorable milestones on the way and cherish the emotions associated with each of them. It’s time to recall all those sweet and sour memories and recollect all the good learning out of them and treasure them for times to come. In a nutshell these ten years were wonderful in many ways and taught us many lessons in a very sort span of time and that too in the very early stages of our marital stature. It taught us so many lessons that we were deprived of till now and makes us fully equipped to face such wild winds with greater vigor if similar situations arise in times to come. Though this time slipped off like fist-full sand (as we claim now!) but life was never a super-highway drive during those initial years as we faced quite a few rough patches on the way as we drove towards last few years of this debut-ton when life took an excellent turn and filled lot of colors in our life and gave a happy end to this great milestone – a glorious decade of togetherness.

Before marriage life was bit lonely and dull for me when I first came to Delhi in 1996 and this was one of the reasons why I didn’t opposed much when my parents insisted for my early marriage. I had nothing to loose when I came to Delhi and applied my sincere efforts to find my right place. Initial few years were bit tough but I eventually learnt to pace up with the surroundings. I always feel that the frequency with which the newer responsibilities entered my life that time was bit faster than what I could manage and marriage was one of them.

Hema and I tied up the knot on June, 11th 1998 as per typical Kumauni tradition in Pithoragarh - our beautiful home town - in the lap of majestic Himalayas. (More details and picture gallery can be found here). Soon after the marriage Hema joined me in Delhi, after completing her bachelors, where I was pursuing my masters along with a job as a programmer. Salary was not that good and soon came the recession time which brought scarcity of jobs and huge salary cuts. Hema’s excellent housekeeper skills came very handy during that time and we gracefully managed to survive those tough days. This period tells exactly what a typical career and life struggle means for a common young lad coming all the way from a small town and settling down in a metro without much financial and social (rather psychological) support. I’m very lucky that I got a partner life Hema who not only adapted to the odds very quickly but also supported me the best possible way to shape up my career and our future.

Time started changing drastically with the birth of our auspicious daughter Oshin - incarnation of goddess Lakshmi for us. Oshin was born on January 24th 2003 and I joined a big MNC in the same month well before her birth. We were still living in a small accommodation in Delhi which couldn’t meet our expectation from any angle but was a good buck-saver for us. We have a long series of unforgettable sweet and sour memories associated with that filthy setup which would take appreciable time to narrate (some other time folks!). Some more turmoil came in between due to which we faced big financial losses but things started getting smoother as we bought a house and shifted there on Oshin’s very first birthday. This new house proved lucky for us and we made progress in leaps and bounds in a very short span of time and planned to move to Hyderabad after getting an awesome job offer from Microsoft in July 2004. We literally entered heaven with this relocation and life showed a completely different picture to us (this time a beautiful one at last!). We really enjoyed each and every moment passed in this beautiful city of Hyderabad. We spent nearly two years there before I left Microsoft and joined IBM in early 2006 and flew to Bangkok in September on an international assignment. The kind of life we have been spending in Bangkok for last couple of years is again memorable and would require yet another volume to summarize this wonderful time (always next time folks!).

All this seems so simple and fast as we rewind through those sweet and sour times now but it took a span of ten long years when we think of some of the atrocities of those cruel times. On the other hand it also means ten quick years lived with lot of love and devotion with an understanding and smart partner like Hema. This journey would never have been so smooth and safe, with the kind of nature I possess and the circumstances we went through at times, without her tremendous patience and dedication who not only accepted those bad times without any fuss but also never allowed them to mount over our everyday life. Even after being a younger sibling in her family of riches she holds amazing capabilities to single-handedly manage her family though all kind of odds. I give her full credit for what we are and where we’re today and she comes out to be an anonymous winner of this adventurous journey.

Love,
Naveen