People were murdered in cold blood. Bombay was taken hostage for 3 days .... more than 250 ppl died ... 2 NSG commandos , 16 policemen and 4 top cops were sacrificed in the process.....
10 terrorists taken down in exchange and one caught red Handed in the act... over the last couple of days this boy from pakistan who struck terror here has been singing like a bird and has confessed to everything that went into planning and executing this terror attack... and after all this wat happens..?
There is a debate on whether this mass murderer be given a lawyer and then let law take its course..? Wat level of stupididty is this .. ? We are not talking about a guy who becasue of personal vengeance went on to kill another human or a murder that has happened as a part of a gang war... these people attacked something much bigger than an individual or group of people.. they attacked our country. they killed innocent civilians in cold blood. they attacked and almost succeeded in killing the very spirit of our country ...
and there are ppl - ppl of the calibre and stature of Ram Jethmalani who are on TV arguing that Law of the Land is above all and should take its course... Does he mean that these terrorists and the guy who murders another person for money are the same? It is very nice to show to the world that we are a law-abiding peaceful nation on one hand. But then does that help us in any way? The people who attacked our parliament, our very symbol of democracy, were taken to court charged wit capital punishment..and now he still lives on with the order having being stayed... is this wat we want ??
Well as an individual I have the right to question why my hard earned money is being spent on maintaining these scums..?arent there better ways to spend the tax am paying..? to start with y doesnt the government get rid of these ppl and use my money to pay the defence and Police departments better?
They say that Law is blind- and hence equal to all. but then there are somthings which are bigger than the Law and I hope ppl realise and recognize this and set and example that somethings are above the law and will be dealt wit accordingly - a man like Kasab doesnt deserve to be taken to court ....
Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Bombay meri jaan
well its been a while since i ve written.. i keep promising myself tat i shud blog more regularly .. but alas.. as most promises i make to myself even this one goes down the drain .. :(
but i had to write today .. i just had to ... i was goddamn frustrated, irritated, sick .. so sick that if the terrorists were to appear in front of me i wud probably cut them apart slowly and clinically in public .. with the turn of events in mumbai .. in my home away from home .. in the city i love so much that even after having passed out of coll 5 years ago i make it a point to go the city atleast twice a year just to live a mumbaikars life ...
mumbai or bombay as i prefer callin the city has time and again been subjected to terrorist attacks .. and every time its jumped back and stood tall ... well but this time i think its different.. it feels different.. i have a sick feelin in my gut that this attack will not be as simple or easy for the bombay junta to wake up and go back to normalcy as they ve always done in the past...
the stock markets were a morale booster... the scenes outside Naariman house wit the ppl shouting slogans after the place was cleansed upped my spirits that the city WILL jump back.....
the news reader on one of the channels very apltly said "the ppl of mumbai will stand tall like they always done" with the Trident Oberoi standing in the backdrop .... i just sincerely Hope.
this whole thing in Bombay is scary.. it is scary not just becasue of the nature of attack.. its scary also becasue of the repurcussion an act like this can have... terrorist now look like the guy/girl next door or the ppl u see in a mall or the ones u hang out with in a pub .. these are an educated lot- classy, sophisticated, and urbane and very good at what they are doing (unfortunately) .. and you know wat all this is goin to do... every time u walk into a good hotel everyone else is immediately under the scanner... evertime u want to go out for a late nite movie u ll think a dozen times before u do so ... every time a group of youngsters dressed in a certain way behave in a certain way they wud be looked at suspiciously ....
i remember spending my nites at the gateway of india... by that i literallly mean sitting there the whole nite ... it was wunderful time ... the 11.00 PM Regal show.. the walk along the Colaba causeway to the sea ... sitting by the sea in front of Taj having Rs 2.00 chai ... doing "bakarchodi" till about 2.00 AM... goin into the 24 hr coffee shop at Taj (lookin totally out of place simply becasue of the way we all were dressed - i think the hawai slippers were the giveaway) - sipping away at a cup of coffee (it was 80 bucks i think) for over 2 hrs ... taking the first train back to hostel...
well i was reliving all these moments on my way back from indore to blore.. wen i realised how much this city meant to me.. and how badly these pl have defaced this beautiful city ...
i sincerely hope that by the time i go back next to bombay the city wud have sprung back wit full vigor to be the bombay that i ve known ... watever happens for me it ll always be "Bombay meri Jaan" ...
but i had to write today .. i just had to ... i was goddamn frustrated, irritated, sick .. so sick that if the terrorists were to appear in front of me i wud probably cut them apart slowly and clinically in public .. with the turn of events in mumbai .. in my home away from home .. in the city i love so much that even after having passed out of coll 5 years ago i make it a point to go the city atleast twice a year just to live a mumbaikars life ...
mumbai or bombay as i prefer callin the city has time and again been subjected to terrorist attacks .. and every time its jumped back and stood tall ... well but this time i think its different.. it feels different.. i have a sick feelin in my gut that this attack will not be as simple or easy for the bombay junta to wake up and go back to normalcy as they ve always done in the past...
the stock markets were a morale booster... the scenes outside Naariman house wit the ppl shouting slogans after the place was cleansed upped my spirits that the city WILL jump back.....
the news reader on one of the channels very apltly said "the ppl of mumbai will stand tall like they always done" with the Trident Oberoi standing in the backdrop .... i just sincerely Hope.
this whole thing in Bombay is scary.. it is scary not just becasue of the nature of attack.. its scary also becasue of the repurcussion an act like this can have... terrorist now look like the guy/girl next door or the ppl u see in a mall or the ones u hang out with in a pub .. these are an educated lot- classy, sophisticated, and urbane and very good at what they are doing (unfortunately) .. and you know wat all this is goin to do... every time u walk into a good hotel everyone else is immediately under the scanner... evertime u want to go out for a late nite movie u ll think a dozen times before u do so ... every time a group of youngsters dressed in a certain way behave in a certain way they wud be looked at suspiciously ....
i remember spending my nites at the gateway of india... by that i literallly mean sitting there the whole nite ... it was wunderful time ... the 11.00 PM Regal show.. the walk along the Colaba causeway to the sea ... sitting by the sea in front of Taj having Rs 2.00 chai ... doing "bakarchodi" till about 2.00 AM... goin into the 24 hr coffee shop at Taj (lookin totally out of place simply becasue of the way we all were dressed - i think the hawai slippers were the giveaway) - sipping away at a cup of coffee (it was 80 bucks i think) for over 2 hrs ... taking the first train back to hostel...
well i was reliving all these moments on my way back from indore to blore.. wen i realised how much this city meant to me.. and how badly these pl have defaced this beautiful city ...
i sincerely hope that by the time i go back next to bombay the city wud have sprung back wit full vigor to be the bombay that i ve known ... watever happens for me it ll always be "Bombay meri Jaan" ...
Monday, August 4, 2008
The Bench Press - pressing "on the bench" issues .. :P
well its just my third post and this account is almost and year and half old .. tat like 1/6th of dogs life man ...
the last time i wrote i was doin lukkagiri as a summer intern at Bombay... now as I write i am Full time employee- work as a Supply Chain and Logistics consultant wit a german firm, based out of blore (which i m slowly starting to believe is the best city in the universe), am one project old annnnnd most importantly am a Lukkha again - sitting on the bench waiting for my next project..
and u know wat.. wen i passed out of college in 2003 a lot of my friends from blore joined companies like infy and TCS etc ... and they wud frequently use this term "on the bench" .. and me being a poor guy from non-IT field working wit a more traditional production unit always imagined that there d be a bench on which these guys waiting for project had to go and sit on everyday - and some manager some day wud notice all these guys "on the bench" and wud give them some work and hence take them into the office ....
well after about 2.5 years of this thought stayin in my mind i went to IIMA where met a whole lot of ppl from infy. tcs etc - guys who had spent a lot of time "on the bench" and who never got to go into the office, hence took this road from "THE BENCH" to the IIMs ... :-)
and now I also know that "on the bench" doesnt necessarily mean u are not inside the office - u are like any other normal employee who is "off the bench" ... but u are a little better off than them ..:P
the "off-benchers" work hard every day for their bread and butter, the "on-benchers" write dumb-blogs, beat computers at scrabble, bug busy "off-benchers" and do random shit and still are fed wit the same bread and butter .no i am not complaining, just repenting the fact that soon, very soon i shall be "on a project" and hence an "off-bencher" ...
the last time i wrote i was doin lukkagiri as a summer intern at Bombay... now as I write i am Full time employee- work as a Supply Chain and Logistics consultant wit a german firm, based out of blore (which i m slowly starting to believe is the best city in the universe), am one project old annnnnd most importantly am a Lukkha again - sitting on the bench waiting for my next project..
and u know wat.. wen i passed out of college in 2003 a lot of my friends from blore joined companies like infy and TCS etc ... and they wud frequently use this term "on the bench" .. and me being a poor guy from non-IT field working wit a more traditional production unit always imagined that there d be a bench on which these guys waiting for project had to go and sit on everyday - and some manager some day wud notice all these guys "on the bench" and wud give them some work and hence take them into the office ....
well after about 2.5 years of this thought stayin in my mind i went to IIMA where met a whole lot of ppl from infy. tcs etc - guys who had spent a lot of time "on the bench" and who never got to go into the office, hence took this road from "THE BENCH" to the IIMs ... :-)
and now I also know that "on the bench" doesnt necessarily mean u are not inside the office - u are like any other normal employee who is "off the bench" ... but u are a little better off than them ..:P
the "off-benchers" work hard every day for their bread and butter, the "on-benchers" write dumb-blogs, beat computers at scrabble, bug busy "off-benchers" and do random shit and still are fed wit the same bread and butter .no i am not complaining, just repenting the fact that soon, very soon i shall be "on a project" and hence an "off-bencher" ...
Monday, June 4, 2007
Daaru, the kick and the happee zone..
Well before i begin what i want ot write... i guess i owe an explanation for the blognam... avaialble-blogname.blogspot.com...
my first attempt - memoriesremain.bl.....com
second attempt: memoryremains.blog......com
thirdattempt: ashtoash.blogs.....com
all unavaialble... final try available-blogname.blogspot.com .. finally i get the name for my blogspot.. i was almost again dissuaded from not startin my own blogspace...
had an awesome evening... met Pavan and keshav.... my friends from college....and then wat better place for three good old friends from UD to meet up than AHAR.....
AHAR for people who like collectors of unwanted useless databases stands for Association of Hoteliers and Restauranters ( i m sure i ve spelt the second part wrong.. but then i also never qualitfied for the spellin bee man....)
It was one of our favo hangouts during our graduation days..especially our final year...i somehow feel the bartenders and the waiters at the bar still recognize us... i mean our gang was probably more punctual at AHAR in my final sem than for our classes.... anyways had an awesome time wit these guys today... ended up wit the right amount of alcohol in my blood (whisky to be precise).... and now i find myself in this zone which i somehow believe is very close to heaven and is very aptly called the "Happy Zone"...
Wat is tis happy zone ... i m sure every one of u who s reading this blog understands that one critical peg after which everything in this world is worth laughing at.. even u dropping a Rs.70 drink and breaking a glass would make to smile... (and not laugh)... u look at urself in the mirror and u see a handsome man wit a smile which just cannot be wiped off the face.. u feel like eating lot of rice ( at least southindians.. i dont know how norhties feel ..) and then after all this wen u get back to ur room u feel like lying down on the bed and watching the roof above go round and round and round.....
before i doze off... another important observation.. (yes inspite of how i m feelin rite now.. i ve still managed to make a few observations...).. happy zone cannot be attained always ... u need the rite people, the rite ambience and AHAR.. even though AHAR is just a Bar...i feel the place has a lot of "POSITIVE ENERGY".... i always fee lrejuvenated after a visit to the place...
thnx ahar, thnx pavan and keshav for helpin me get to the happy zone..
over and out ...
my first attempt - memoriesremain.bl.....com
second attempt: memoryremains.blog......com
thirdattempt: ashtoash.blogs.....com
all unavaialble... final try available-blogname.blogspot.com .. finally i get the name for my blogspot.. i was almost again dissuaded from not startin my own blogspace...
had an awesome evening... met Pavan and keshav.... my friends from college....and then wat better place for three good old friends from UD to meet up than AHAR.....
AHAR for people who like collectors of unwanted useless databases stands for Association of Hoteliers and Restauranters ( i m sure i ve spelt the second part wrong.. but then i also never qualitfied for the spellin bee man....)
It was one of our favo hangouts during our graduation days..especially our final year...i somehow feel the bartenders and the waiters at the bar still recognize us... i mean our gang was probably more punctual at AHAR in my final sem than for our classes.... anyways had an awesome time wit these guys today... ended up wit the right amount of alcohol in my blood (whisky to be precise).... and now i find myself in this zone which i somehow believe is very close to heaven and is very aptly called the "Happy Zone"...
Wat is tis happy zone ... i m sure every one of u who s reading this blog understands that one critical peg after which everything in this world is worth laughing at.. even u dropping a Rs.70 drink and breaking a glass would make to smile... (and not laugh)... u look at urself in the mirror and u see a handsome man wit a smile which just cannot be wiped off the face.. u feel like eating lot of rice ( at least southindians.. i dont know how norhties feel ..) and then after all this wen u get back to ur room u feel like lying down on the bed and watching the roof above go round and round and round.....
before i doze off... another important observation.. (yes inspite of how i m feelin rite now.. i ve still managed to make a few observations...).. happy zone cannot be attained always ... u need the rite people, the rite ambience and AHAR.. even though AHAR is just a Bar...i feel the place has a lot of "POSITIVE ENERGY".... i always fee lrejuvenated after a visit to the place...
thnx ahar, thnx pavan and keshav for helpin me get to the happy zone..
over and out ...
Saturday, June 2, 2007
How it all began
Hmm....my first blog for the third time..and this time i hope it dont forget the password or the sing in name or the address..
Very unlikely time in the day to start a blogspot, an even more unlikely place to begin the same and the biggest surprise is the reason behind me startin to blog seriously (hopefully)
Time: 3.00 PM IST when most summer interns are either bsuy working or hapyp sleeping...
Venue: The Godrej Agrovet Corporate office... sittin on a system beside my guides cabin.. waiting for him to call me for god knows wat....
Reason: Well a couple of them actually.... like reading other ppls blogs and have always wanted to write one myself and secondly have have spent the pre-lunch period at office sitting and reading this blogspot by a friend who seems to have a knack to make the most mundane of situation sound extraordinay and interesting....
wishing myself the very best of luck and hoping not to forget my sign in name or password or the blog address...
over and out..
ps: Thank you bataas....
Very unlikely time in the day to start a blogspot, an even more unlikely place to begin the same and the biggest surprise is the reason behind me startin to blog seriously (hopefully)
Time: 3.00 PM IST when most summer interns are either bsuy working or hapyp sleeping...
Venue: The Godrej Agrovet Corporate office... sittin on a system beside my guides cabin.. waiting for him to call me for god knows wat....
Reason: Well a couple of them actually.... like reading other ppls blogs and have always wanted to write one myself and secondly have have spent the pre-lunch period at office sitting and reading this blogspot by a friend who seems to have a knack to make the most mundane of situation sound extraordinay and interesting....
wishing myself the very best of luck and hoping not to forget my sign in name or password or the blog address...
over and out..
ps: Thank you bataas....
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