Sunday, February 19, 2012

The Best Gift that can ever be given…

“I came to love you as an imperfect person. But the perfect person in you has made me overcome those imperfections in me”


It was the morning of my Birthday. I had visualized spending the day in a Resort along with my girlfriend before ending the day with a late night party. At least that is what I reckoned when I had left home in my brand new Red Volkswagen Vento – a gift from my father - to meet her in the morning. But what transpired henceforth had been a far cry to what I had anticipated. I was not only astounded by her insistence of spending the day in an orphanage but also found the idea to be very inane. Eventually I had to succumb to her innumerable pleas.

She had brought along various gifts to distribute to those children. I could not help but think that those gifts were to people whom she barely knew but none for a person who could surrender his entire life for her. The gifts included several hues of tiffin boxes, geometry boxes, school bags, chocolates etc. I had brought my new car as a display of my wealth but had the least idea of its transformation as a cargo transport to ship those gifts to the orphanage.

As we entered the campus, the Head of the Orphanage welcomed us with a whimsical smile. We were told that the strength of the orphanage was about 40 children between ages of 2 and 14. Most of these children were working as child laborers before being brought here. The Orphanage ensured that they went to neighboring schools to complete basic education. It depended a lot on the donations from various institutions and people like us to provide a proper food and education.

The children were sitting in rows on the floor in the class. As we entered they all stood up and greeted us. We made ourselves comfortable on the chairs facing the class. This experience was totally alien and non-existent in my life until now. I was so wrapped up within myself that I barely had an inkling of a world beyond. My world consisted of Friends, Parties, long rides etc. But now I was being coerced to embrace a world that I detested to the hilt. Feeling out of place, I itched to get out at the first opportunity. What had to be a day spent draped in romance filled with passion was being squandered in a place of frivolity.

I was woken up from my thoughts when a 2 year old child caught my hand. She had a distinct charm and a haunting smile. Though I resisted, her charm urged me to let her sit on my lap. I was told that they found her when she was 6 months old in garbage nearby. I could not empathize with a mother who could part with her newly born to garbage. There was a sudden upsurge of hidden sorrow within my heart making my eyes moist. As we communicated they reciprocated with a lot of vivacity. They sang, danced and showcased their talent like none other. I was amazed when they performed with characteristic aplomb and vigor with total lack of any stage fear.

It was only during these interactions I realized that there was an unknown soulful happiness that otherwise never existed in my world. All this while, I had been self-indulgently happy riding bikes, driving different cars and attending parties. But this was the first time I was spending my time altruistically. I suddenly grasped that my girlfriend had given me the biggest gift of all. The realization that real wealth existed not in cars or parties but in happiness obtained in sharing the same to others. And I slowly started enjoying the whole scheme of things. But then some questions that kept on lingering in my mind did not have answers. Why God chose only these children to be sans their parents? What is it that makes these children inferior to others? Had it not been these Orphanages who would have taken care of them? Questions many but answers none.

Finally, it dawned upon me that the answers for these questions lay within us. And that is the reason God chose us to be there. Meeting and interacting with them not only gave them a sense of belongingness but also made them realize that they are by no means inferior and that they too can compete in this otherwise cruel world. On the whole I realized what I was missing and started being more considerate towards others.

Indeed the Best gift that can ever be given.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Why writing is not writing in its true sense anymore....

When I was in school, my English teachers considered my handwriting to be very graceful and fluent. With a lot of passion, I learnt both Calligraphy and Cursive writing and practiced it for hours together. I used to take pride in my handwriting when it was appreciated. Writing with a Parker pen or a Fountain pen gave me a feeling of high, when the tip of its nib smoothly traversed through the intricately arranged thin fibers of the paper. As I wrote poetic odes calligraphically, I sensed that the loquacious movement of my pen was akin to that of a ripple on the surface of the water. It felt like beautiful thoughts ooze out of my heart to slip down through the ink of my pen only to be etched elegantly on to the wafer thin pages of my book. But before I got to the final version of my poetry on the book, I used to write and re-write on piles and piles of papers to get its sense and essence right. To this day, I preserve those papers. For, they remind me of my passion towards writing. There was an unknown psychic connection between my soul, the pen and the paper.

But now after all these years I do not remember what my hand writing looks like on a paper any more. Anybody who would want to study my personality through my handwriting might have a tough time to judge. For, I do not write with the same authority and frequency as before. My handwriting has become wobbly, flowing uncertainly underneath my unsteady fingers. This is not as a result of any injury or accident. It’s just that I do not have the same need to use a pen anymore. There was a time when I had a pocket diary and a pen wherever I went. But now I have a laptop and an Iphone to accompany me instead. I still use a pen but its purpose has merely been restricted to a signature on a cheque or scribbling a few words here and there. Even a signature seems to have become electronic.

MS-Word or a note pad on my laptop (even on an IPhone or an IPad) is doing the job of what a note book did some years back. The only difference being that instead of holding a pen for support, my fingers are at work all by themselves typing on the keyboard of the laptop or the touch screen of my IPhone. Now I feel that beautiful thoughts ooze out of my heart to slip down, not through the ink of my pen but through the typing fingers of my hand only to be edited later on to the flat LCD screens of my laptop. The only advantage has been that of saving the consumption of paper as I can edit innumerable times that don’t cost a thing to get to my final version. While writing and typing has become almost synonymous because of technology, it has made writing no more writing in its truest sense.

The advent of technology has brought in so many changes that we can hardly fathom the effects that it carries to further generations. There might come a time when our future generations might laugh at the very idea that their ex-generations were using a pen to write. They may also come to know about pens - like Dinosaurs- had existed sometime back in the history until they were useless (I meant extinct).

Certainly a bleak future invites those legendary Parkers and Fountain pens.

Friday, January 6, 2012

In, for yet another away white wash???

Yes I would think so.

As they say history repeats itself. After the world cup triumph (a distant memory now), the team visited West Indies. There we scraped through to a series win against a week team ranked eighth. Then we visited England to get white washed in all formats. England returned to get the same treatment in one-dayers. Then West Indies visited us to give another series victory (no doubt in any body’s mind) for us. Now India is in Australia for a 4 match test series where it is 2-0 down already and slipping down the barrel very swiftly towards another impending away white wash. I hope we wont create a dubious record of sorts of most away consecutive test match losses. India has lost 6 away test matches on a trot including the losses in England.

Look the way the cycle going round and round. When we are at home we are like predators hunting down the opposition. But the scene is a reverse on a foreign turf. Most often than not, we are the one hunted. One would have attributed the reason for the debacle in England to injuries to our major players and fatigue after incessant cricket over past year. But now there is no excuse for the below-par performances down under. It’s only the attitude of the players on the field that needs to be questioned than anything else.

Before we began the tour, everybody talked about this being the best chance of beating Australia in their own backyard for the first time. But the hunter has been hunted. Australia showed how gritty they are even with an inexperienced bowling line up. Ponting and Hussey - whose heads were in the line of axe after their poor show before this series - were completely out of form and heading for an early retirement. But see what our bowlers have done. They not only helped them get their confidence back but also got them back in form by giving them good practice.

Our Bowling have always been questionable (experienced or inexperienced) in away conditions. But now I am afraid we cannot put our money on our famed batting line up either. Every now and then against a quality attack we are as week and meek as a pack of cards. Sachin, Dravid and Laxman – Considered among the greats of the game- haven’t lived up to their greatness tag. They are not even inspiring the young guns to make runs. So far the Australian trio - Ponting, Hussey and Clarke - has out run the Indian trio in this series. I can just hope against the every possibility of an impending white wash.

Can anybody bet why can’t there be a white wash?

Sunday, October 9, 2011

The Fasting Land


A few nights ago I had a dream. I had crash landed in a strange land. Everybody there was frail and bony. On enquiry I learnt that it was called "The fasting land". The king was none other than Anna Hazare. Modi was the Maha Mantri and Kiran Bedi was the Senadipathi.

It seemed the people there only leaved to fast. There were all kinds of races and betting on fasting. The more hours they would fast, the more the money they would earn. They just wanted a purpose to fast. Like, Obama would fast so that Terrorists would not attack America. Musharraf would fast so that India could give Kashmir to Pakistan. Manmohan singh would fast against everybody calling him a week PM. Raja would fast till he is cleared of all the charges in 2G. Nityananda would fast to ban all the video recordings in mobile phones and cameras. Jagan mohan would fast against everybody calling his father Y.S.R a fraud. Though it was illegal in this land everybody would just pickup a purpose for the sake of it to earn money through betting.

The king called in for a meeting to regularize fasting so that there was no misuse of the right to fast. After a lot of discussion among the core committee of the King, Mantri and Senadipathi they formed a new department called "Controller of fasting bureau". The king Anna Hazare himself headed it as he wanted to keep it under his watchful eyes. The king’s main desire was to bring a good fasting culture to fulfill required purposes.

Thus a new memorandum on fasting was released for the benefit of everybody. The controller of fasting bureau would have 4 directorates for each timeline of fast - Less than 1 week, 2 weeks, 3 weeks and more than a month-. Each directorate had its own set of rules & regulations. Anybody who wants to fast has to first get registered with the bureau. For that they would have to fill up a form and must specify all the details of the venue, the timeline of fast, the purpose and the limit on the number of people to gather. They should also submit previous experience certificates of fasting along with bonafide ids. A demand draft for 10 rupees should be posted to the bureau. Each application will be examined for its uniqueness of the purpose, the timelines applicability and the experience. The selected person will then receive an authorization certificate entitling him to fast. During this time period the relevant directorate will monitor the progress of the fast and submit its report to the king.

Any person who would fast without getting the required authorization will have to pay a fine of 5000 rupees with a jail term not less than 21 months. First Sunday of every month will be observed as “National Fasting day”. On this day they would get all kinds of tips to fast for long hours without food and water. They would also get to know the benefits of fasting. Any person who would fast for the specified timeline would get an experience certificate and an incentive for the hours of fast. If the purpose is met for which he/she was fasting then they will be entitled to all kinds of fasting discounts and fasting rechargeable coupons.

The fasting discounts included “fast for five days, fasting for another day is free”, "Fast for 2 weeks, get a week of fasting free" etc. There were also special fasting packages like "Fast for one month , get a free trip to Switzerland" etc. The fasting rechargeable coupons could be recharged on expiry to extend the timeline of fasting. At the same time if a person breaks the fast even before the completion of specified timeline then there would be severe punishment. He might be banned from fasting for a time period or for life as decided by the directorate.

At this stage I woke up…..

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Technology Begets Technology

Those were the days of my childhood. We did not have a VCP player. What we had was a Black and White 14" Dyanora TV that was just good enough to see the daily Doordarshan serials. No Cable TV still. Those who had the VCP in our locality were richest, at least in my eyes. We used to throng to their houses to catch the latest movies (at least 2 months old).My favorite used to be the Indiana jones series, Jurassic Park, Robocop etc. Their houses were like theatres for us. We just waited for the next video cassette to be brought by them. It was not just the children but also the elders who would gather. For me, all this amounted to a festive like atmosphere.

Then it was the time of cable TV. The traditional cable TV operators (unlike today’s operators) used to broadcast 2 movies every day. If one movie came in the afternoon then the other one was at night. Our Muslim neighbors had a huge magnifying glass which would make a 14" screen of a TV look like a 32" screen. It had become a sort of a ritual visiting their homes at all occasions. The cable TV had become a means of uniting people from different religions. It had helped us in making many as our family friends.

The mid 90s marked the existence of Star TV which was an instant rage. This is when we upgraded our TV to a color 20" BPL along with the Star TV connection. Our comforts of home had brought everything within our reach. The gap between people that were bridged by VCP and the traditional Cable TV was broken at once. Almost every home had upgraded to Star TV and hence the need to go elsewhere was not required. The traditional Cable TV metamorphosed into broadcasting several channels apart from the STAR TV instead of movies. Even the brick like black colored video cassettes had slimmed into spherical CDs and DVDs. The shops that rented out VCDs morphed into renting CDs and DVDs. Since then it has not changed for a while.

Of late I am sensing seeds of change again. My locality used to be a hub for several CD shops. Almost every weekend I used to bring several latest movie CDs so that our family could enjoy sitting together without the nuisance of any advertisements. Now all those shops have either closed or shifted gears to some other chain of stores. Only one or two remain. Even those have either rented out half of its space to accommodate a sweet shop or on the edge of closing it. That’s clearly is a sign of extinction.

Probably the decline started with the advent of Internet and other data transferring technologies like Blue Tooth. Though used sporadically in its initial days, now Internet is slowly becoming as common as Cable connections - Even the Net cafes might be out of vogue very soon -. Almost all the latest movies can be caught in one website or the other. The competition of the various channels also has not done any good to the future of CD shops. Within weeks of release some or the other channel would broadcast a latest movie.

For better or for worse, One Technology has either given birth to a new technology or gobbled up another Technology. All we can do is only use the latest till it gets older and get used to using another till it leads to a new one. Its never good to get stuck with one Technology as thats when we as a generation will get outdated.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

The Time Warp

Why do our parents think that they know everything? (They keep advising us) Why do they despise all that which may not match with their biases? (They think the previous gens were more intelligent) Or they stuck in a Time Warp?

Those were the days of landlines and Telephone booths. I still remember the time when I had to stand in a line (1.25 rupees in my hand, because thats what costed per call) in front of a booth just for a chance to speak to my friend over phone. It all has changed just in a span of 10 years with the advent of small wireless devices called cell phones. When I had bought it for the first time I thought that it might be of no use to me as I was not as social. I am sure many people would have felt the same way. Now when I look back, I know, that statement doesnt hold good anymore.

Our generation has now been sorrounded by these so called different kinds of gizmos and gadgets. We will not be able to visualize our lives otherwise. I am sure if cell phones were to be banned (Like prohibition towards drinking) today then we might even be prepared to smuggle them just to have a look at it. A cell phone has become an identity and an extension of our physical self that we might feel handicapped with out it. There was a time when I used to write, re-write on scores of papers to get my poetry right. Finally when I got it right I might have used atleast 20 papers of manuscript with numerous permutations and combinations of sentences underlined, scratched, written over and over again. Now laptops, desktops and very recently ITabs and Iphones with the facilities of MS-office have made all the editing more easier.

Now leave alone coexisting with these devices they have become our world. Our parents never had to put up with these things. So they really dont understand the state of today's generation. This has been the reason enough for our parents to always went their anger at us. When I am in my room doing something on my laptop they would just come up and yell at me not to waste time. They would rather be happy seeing me reading my text books. Now hold on!! I might just be doing the same thing in my E-Library. Why should they assume that I would be wasting my time playing only games on it? (I was infact doing the same thing) But why should they assume that instantly?

What used to be a source of knowledge at their time may not be anymore. To find a piece of information during their times would have taken a lot of (not at all worth it) effort from going to a library, searching scores of shelves, looking through various paper back editions and finally getting to what they wanted. But now you can just type it in google and you get it with the least effort. The problem with our elders is that they are still stuck in a time warp. They still can't realize the fact that the time of Rafis and Kishores are gone and the time of pritams and Rahamans are here irrespective of their liking. They should learn to respect the ideas of every generation and keep abreast with the updates. During their times the interaction with external world was minimal. That was best suited at that point of time. Today's world is made up of Facebooks and Twitters. They are so embeded into our systems that we cannot have any identity without them. If you cant understand a new thing atleast you should'nt despise it. The best thing that one can do is to keep the mind open and abserve and absorb the changes.

I hope that we can remain as broad minded as possible when we age. The next generation kids already speak the language of CDs and XBOX games. But those changes are inevitable with every surge of new generation. We just have to realize that this is the nature of ever-changing volatile world.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Telangana??? What After that??

People (innocent Osmania University students egged on by the political leaders???) are fighting for a separate Telangana state. Was the ruckus of demand for a separate state politically driven or common man driven? That is a highly debatable question. Now lets assume that the demand is very reasonable and the separate state has been formed. What after that? Does that mean all our problems will be resolved? Will every student who is fighting for this cause end up with a well paid job (both Government and private) irrespective of the required skill set? Will the omni-present corruption ( so unselfishly being fought against by Mr Anna Hazare) vanish for ever? Will the political leaders change in to sadhus and think about the well-being of the people all of a sudden? Will the dry farm lands of Telangana become well-irrigated overnight?

I really dont think so...The only thing that would happen according to me is that new kings will take charge and same story of cat and mouse (in this case the politicians and common man) will repeat itself over and over again till this system is completely rotten beyond any chance of resurrection. Ok fine!!! lets trust these so called babus. They tell that if Telangana is formed, Krishna waters will be with us in its entirity. If that is true then why is our state dilly-dallying this issue in front of the tribunal for all these years? Will Telangana achieve what our entire state put together has not been able to achieve for so long? I doubt it.

Forget about the natural resources. Lets consider something that is in our control. The political leaders are promising our students that everybody will be employed after the state formation. I really want to know from where will the jobs come? If only all the Government jobs were filled all this while in AP, our employment rate would not be so dismal. Even if we are made to think that everyone will be given jobs, can we safely assume that it will be done free of any bribe? Now what about private jobs? If the jobs in private sector are made compulsory for all the Telangana students then will that mean companies will recruit even if they dont have the required qualification or skillset. I doubt if any company would stay with so many restrictions in this world of liberalisation. The growing Telangana agitation along with bandhs and strikes has already caused many companies to go to other cities. Hyderabad, once competing with metro cities like Bangalore (When Chandrababu naidu was at the helm) in IT has fallen in standards so much that even tier II cities like Baroda are performing better. Will the emergence of Telangana cause even more decline has to be seen?

Many questions and less answers. Will these questions remain questions for ever?? That is another question. I only have a single and simple answer. Enough of distruction and instability. As they say it, together we stay and together we grow. Lets make it a point to put all these things behind and strive for a progressive state. For once lets forget all the differences and work for the development of this state. That would yield more results.