Trying to recover...

The desperadoes killed around 200 innocents in the giant slaughter which went on for nearly 60 long hours!! We salute the NSG (National Security Guard) team for their incredible bravery and congratulate them on their grand success. Three cheers for them!
Though its more horrifying to know the real intentions of the terrorists which were destroyed by our heroes, which include blowing up the entire Taj Hotel, what awaits now is the series of actions and steps the country expects from the govt, both state and central. We hope, at least now, they will abandon their sycophancy, grow up from their corrupt politics and would bring out productive and efficient results to calm down the nation's upsurge.
I make a solemn request. Everyone who reads it, please make an effort to light a candle for our martyrs.
Thank You

Help India! Save India!

Whether its India's 9/11 or not, but 26th november '08 is truly one of the darkest days or, perhaps, The Darkest day in the Indian terror history. Great Mahn!! I mean a country with the highest population density on the globe is handicapped by mere 15-20 armed bastards! Aged between 20-25, I must say their guts and planning is commendable! I suppose if 1/10th, yeah just a small fraction of their concern for their targets had been present in the the govt of India, this would never be possible. Seems the govt of ours is like a chemical compound on a photographic plate which has the capability to absorb everything that comes its way but has nothing to do with changing them or dealing with them, rather, have all the powers to modify the reality and bring out the result that one wants. Our so-called saviors well know how to fight to establish whose better.. congress or bjp or any other of the million parties for that matter, but fortunate enough for them and unfortunate for rest of the country, that is all they perhaps know and seem concerned with! USA was challenged on 9/11, and they made sure they don't get to witness another similar date! Sure, if USA is said to be the king of the world, it deserves indisputably!!
It sounds amazing how theses loaded beggars played well at execution of their fabulous plan to break into the biggest and one of the most important metro cities of the country. More than that, they furthered their plans to take over the three buildings 0f the city, two of them, The Taj Hotel and The Oberoi Hotel being the heritage of the country as a whole! Who would now dare call Mumbai as the city of dreams? Dozens of people loosing their lives within nanoseconds in the grenade blasts carried out in the most crowded places of the financial capital of India, blind firing, many kept as hostages, including foreigners, tourists, crying and waiting for their lives and families to be freed. I wonder what worse than this can be the real war-time conditions!! If The Taj, 105 years old asset of India can be successfully targeted and damaged, then what safety does our real taj, The Taj Mahal holds? If the legacy continues, soon India would serve for tourists (If only they choose to visit India anymore!!), as a museum for distorted and probably ruined historical monuments, each carrying a unique hallmark of the uncontrolled terrorism in the country!
Its no less than an age old bollywood movie script where the villain and his gang succeeds in breaking in wherever they wish to! I often used to wonder at such scenes while watching a similar kinda movie, "Ahh forget it! These movie makers show anything! How could that possibly happen!" But today I feel I'd been living with terrible misconceptions! Also, there aren't any real time Akshay Kumars or Hrithik Roshans, who even without any arm and ammunition are capable of serving the rotten-sneaks the taste of dust. We've already lost some valuable officers of the country who could be or rather, were of great aid in combating the internal crime of the country had this episode never happened. Perhaps destiny chose them to pay for the doings, infact, the "undoings" of our darling politicians! May their souls rest in peace. Movies overflowing with glamor and masala are all that seem to be highlighted but what about those who aren't made just to capture audience but also to convey a message? Alas! Movies like these come, are accoladed till those 30 minutes of the post-movie discussions and are then forgotten. I know movie like The Wednesday will never win a best movie award, but it sure deserves one, at least I believe this! Brunettes and larger than life sets aren't the sole definition of a five starer film.
Lets wake up from our long slumber fellas and lets hit it hard! They think we're coward? Well everyone knows they're bigger ones, can't dare operate without their limbs - their weapons! Let them know our population is not a curse but a boon to us. Lets put a full stop to our unsafe lives and get our India into a safe domain and for that matter, let it take anything it asks for!

Forgiving a terrorist is left to GOD, but fixing their appointment with the GOD is our responsibility!

Jai Hind!!

SoMeDaY...

Someday, everything will make perfect sense.. So for now..Laugh at the confusion, Smile through the tears & keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason!!!
Keep Rocking!!!

May God bless them..

Hello...
Whats up? Well am good, pretty fine, but I guess something is making me feel uncomfortable. Few moments back, while I was walking through the lane outside, this lil girl caught my attention who was busy fossicking some useful garbage around. Yeah the word is right - useful. She didn't have her feet covered, hair resembling some worn out ropes, wearing a shabby frock, possibly the only piece of cloth she might have to cover herself. She was barely 7-8 years old, least interested to notice whats happening around her, whose passing her or noticing her. All that mattered to her was that garbage bin. This awful scene, as many times before, makes me go wild thinking what made me lucky enough to lead a comfortable life without any worries for survival, to think about my future instead of how am gonna survive for the next dawn of the day.
Poverty has always been bothering me. It always makes me ponder how I would have managed had I been into the same situation. Leading a miserable life, sacrificing at every step, compromising for every need and wish of yours, no freedom of thoughts, living with floods of problems to be faced every now and then, seeing your family in a constant state of dolor, feeling helpless about yourself, dwelling in boondocks, missing fans in summer, fighting with cold winters without proper blankets, lacking those minimum resources required to make a living and so much more! Doesn't that makes you wonder that we never at all had any problem in our lives? The situation gets worst when this poverty continues riding over the shoulders of senescent age. Old age is a stage at which one expects some attention and care which indeed is replaced by one in which they, as always, have to go out and earn whatever little they can, no matter whether their health allows or their feet ache! Its touching to see these people pulling rickshaws, cleaning dishes, carrying loads, serving tea and indulging in other pecuniary activities and yabbering with those trembling words. Amidst all this, its good to see them smiling at times. They surely might have been blessed to be able to manage finding some or the other reasons to smile and stay happy in their course of bridewell life. I sometimes wish if I could help them in some way as nothing seems as satisfying as being one of the reasons for their smile.
As of now, I only want to thank the Almighty for blessing me with a halcyon and mellifluous life where I can plan things other than just sustaining for another day. And WHATEVER, I guess life perhaps is one of the best gifts we have, I wish you a happy one!!
Be good, be fine!
Happy Living!!

Home Away From Home

This is not just a collection of words, but an articulation of a feeling that has been dwelling inside of me for more than 3 long years now. Though my hostel life is about to come to an end pretty soon, still there are uncountable feelings and experiences, both good and bad and ofcourse some people that remain attached to it through all these years which will make this life always seem afresh to me!
Here's a narration of all that i've been through but its not in my words, rather in those of my sweetest friend Aman. He wrote it for me, I am writing it here! Reading it, every time makes me wonder how the hell could he elaborate my thing so well and speak my heart out! I myself wouldn't have been so precise. Thanks ain't really the word for it. Also, this goes out to all my hostelites who have been a companion on the same road as mine..



Its a bright morning, am away from home,
I am thinking of my past three years, where they have gone!

I was alloted room no. 320 on the 1st floor,
I find a girl inside as I step inside the door!

We shake our hands with doubts in our mind,
but now we are close friends, very difficult to find!

I now share my room with 4 of my friends,
we do a lot of fun and follow the latest trends!

I remember the birthday parties, I remember all the fun,
I remember the time we laughed together and standing under the sun!

All the moments we share and all the surprises i get,
All the songs we sung together, I can never forget!

I look at my pictures and smile of my own,
Yeah you make it for me, A home away from home!

Its a bright morning, am away from my home,
Am in a hostel away from my Mom...
But I never feel bored, I never feel alone,
You people make it for me, A HOME AWAY FROM HOME!!!