Fun is funny .. now & then!

           Not much but 6 years earlier, we never had any list of friends. Best friend concept was momentary. Exchanges of "Hi" or "wassup dude?" happened only when friends met. But today, when I sit at my desk in a state of nostalgia writing this article; 4 friend requests of friend's friend, 3 out of 7 messages of my ex flames and 12 notifications due to the shit I've been doing up this whole day on facebook, are pending. I have a friend's list, well some may be referred to as acquaintances. Talking of acquaintances, Bablooo, my roommate is an alien kind of creature who has some similar thoughts for his roommates. He was never socially very active as I guess, he couldn't find people of same wavelength around him.. ammm, OK! on the contrary, people felt the same for him. Nevertheless, those people are now in his friend's list as all share a common interest, "FACEBOOK", unlike previous times when there was nothing in common. 

            Apparently, internet has it's adverse effects. Earlier the tea shop guy, banana vendor and people like Srimadaddankithirumalavaraahavenkatathaa Ayyapaswamy (No, I bet this is not the longest name in the world, but definitely among those mighty South Indian names), Bablooo's boss, always waved at him expecting some benefits for that single hi. But sooner they were quite insistent that he adds them in his facebook account as friends [acquaintances]. He was out of options. Perhaps, now he has around 1326 friends/acquaintances. Most of his friends in online world are from sites such as www.youareanass.com, www.screwmebaby.com and other pointless internet argument forums. He has started maintaining groups so as to keep them categorized. The smallest group being " ". Well yes, he almost went for everything on the internet. He had few friends whom he didn't meet after his lower secondary school or people who stopped meeting or contacting him because .... but now they are friends on facebook. He keeps them under the group "". Well past cannot be referred to as from historical backgrounds, as we still don't have that technology. But suppose, for instance if we had, then what! Nothing much, Lord Buddha would have updated a comment, "Thinking to start a new religion!"; Jesus Christ, Muhammad, Dalai Lama and 1,445,544,555,773,033 people would like this with Lord Krishna's comment, "Thank GOD, nw I'll have sum personal tym :)". 

            His final group of acquaintances are of females, "Famme Fatale". They are sub-divided into minor groups like "My Fantasies", "Hot and Committed" and "Unbearable". Not surprising, but this group is the most attached one to him. This lad spends hours in browsing his female acquaintance's profiles, checking their pictures and relationship status. For one thing is sure that there is nothing more interesting to find hot women who recently broke up. Well of course this is sad, but then who would like to miss a chance of consoling a good, charming, sweet, astonishing, outrageous,seductive, hot wench. 

             Well, internet is indeed a source of unlimited ecstasies for most of the people around us definitely not unlike Babloo. Perhaps, I am sure of one thing. If social networking and Bablooo would not have existed, then there was still a lot for me to browse and research for. Like Megan Fox, Tim Kardashian, Sunny Leone, Blake Lively etc. Lolz .. :)


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Journey of childhood ..

                 So much is there to say, we are quiet. So much is there to showcase, we hide all. It is all happening in front of our eyes. No, I am definitely not going to write about any political fiasco or historical movement. On the contrary, I am trying to throw some light on one of the darkest side of this human race. We all are born free. We live our whole life searching for that particular halcyon moment. Few get, others mourn for it! 

                 A child comes to this beautiful world. At the age of five, he realizes that he’s an orphan. He lands into the hands of a ruthless man who happens to be a contractor. Predictions can't be based upon factitious arguments. But tis true Michelangelo, thy world outside is barbarous. What the contractor will do to that child? That, is not my question. And this is not about only those children who are orphan or posthumous. It's about all of them, the divine gifts. 

Before a child's birth, we want to know the gender. Is it so important? For some unreasonable people, it is. Then follows infant killing. Our inhuman behaviour does not stop here. Wish of a healthy child leads a couple to either kill or discard the one who is physically disabled. The child is not deformed, but such acts are. Why such deformity in our thinking? Apparently, the problem with our society is, we still find it difficult to accept such children who need special attention.

                  There can be no reasons to support our sin. Child abuse is no new to this society. It's a disease spread by social animals to satisfy the sexual instinct inside them. Child abuse include asking or pressuring a child to engage in horrendous activities. Research has shown that traumatic stress, including stress caused by all sorts of physical abuse, causes notable changes in brain functioning and development. Various studies have suggested that severe child sexual abuse may have a deleterious effect on brain development. Children getting exposed to such violent streaks suffer neurological damage. 

Incest between a child or adolescent and a related adult has been identified as the most widespread form of child abuse with a huge capacity for damage to a child. According to a research, more than 70% of abusers are immediate family members or someone very close to the family. Another researcher stated that about 30% of all perpetrators of sexual abuse are related to their victim, 60% of the perpetrators are family acquaintances, like a neighbor, babysitter or friend and 10% of the perpetrators in child sexual abuse cases are strangers. The idea is not to just put figures and facts, but is to help some shut eyes open wide. 

                  It was reported in 2010 that Thailand and Brazil were considered to have the worst child trafficking records. Trafficking and commercial sexual exploitation of children can take many forms and include forcing a child into prostitution or other forms of sexual activity or child pornography. Child exploitation can also include forced labour or services, slavery or practices similar to slavery, servitude, the removal of organs, illicit international adoption, trafficking for early marriage, recruitment as child soldiers, for use in begging or for recruitment for cults. Trafficking in children often involves exploitation of the parents' extreme poverty. Parents may sell children to traffickers in order to pay off debts or gain income, or they may be deceived concerning the prospects of training and a better life for their children. They may sell their children for labor, sex trafficking, or illegal adoptions.

                  We have no definite mechanism to fight this deformity of our society. I take no privilege or pride in stating myself a human. I have never seen God, but I do believe in blessings. Raising a child is an opportunity to see the real person inside you. Children are indeed, a blessing in disguise.

Elizabeth Lawrence once said, "There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colours are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again". Our karma is to look after the garden. Preserve their essence and innocence. A child needs a role model more than an abuser or a mere critic. All of us have moments that test our courage and will to stand humane. Taking child into a house with a white carpet is one of them. Brace yourself and embrace the innocent.

That girl & her yellow stole ..

It was going to be 10 pm and my sick project lead Dixit (preferably Dick-shit) was pissing me off. It was like all those usual days when he used to give us small dosage of irritating advices. To me he was a perfect "catalyst"- A substance, usually used in small amounts relative to the reactants, that modifies and increases the rate of a reaction without being consumed in the process. Altogether my whole day was screwed. I always gave my 100% to the job. 13% on Monday, 20% on Tuesday, 25% on Wednesday, 35% on Thursday and 7% on Friday. 

It was Friday, supposedly a day on which people want to freak out. On the contrary, Dixit was freaking me out. Finally, I left office at 10:35 pm. I would have travelled only a mile, when it started raining. I didn't want cough and cold as the next bad thing. Parking my motorcycle near to a closed tea shop, I went under its shelter. 

P.S: I won't waste time in describing the length and width of the shelter. 

It was raining heavily. It seemed that weather was never as good as it was then in Chennai. Something distracted my swinging mood. It was a stole. A pale yellow coloured stole. Strong wind worked enough to snatch her stole away. But that girl was in no mood to give up. Her umbrella was of no use in those conditions. She was all wet. Long curls of her hair were playing with the cheek. I was lost in the beauty of that moment. I don't know how, but I felt that my heart skipped a beat. Enchanted by her charm and grace, I ignored the fact that I was completely drenched in rain. Suddenly, everything around me became so romantic. I could sense a connection between us. Any word to describe this connection would have been inappropriate. 

She never saw me or maybe she did. But that time was not to think about all this. The moment for which I even didn't care about my iPhone getting wet in rain was, she crossing the road with all her attention on the not so busy road and mine on her curls and the yellow stole. I saw her disappearing in dark. It stopped raining. I was feeling like a piece of burning wood in a dying fire. My heart never felt so happy and content. Such incidents might be common for many, but how can I ignore the fact that my heart did skip a beat.

I can never define that part of my life, those 10 minutes. It's just a pious feeling. But the memory will always be there, undefined! That girl and her yellow stole ...  

Terror strikes, yet again!

On 13 February 2010, a bomb explosion at the German Bakery in Pune killed fourteen people, and injured at least 60 more.

Three explosions went off in the Indian capital, New Delhi, on 29 October 2005 killing more than 60 people and injuring at least 200 others. The high number of casualties made the bombings the deadliest attack in India in 2005. It was followed by 5 bomb blasts on 13 September 2008. 

Mumbai has been the most preferred target for most terrorist organizations, primarily the separatist forces from Pakistan. Over the past few years there have been a series of attacks, including explosions in local trains in July 2006, and the most recent and unprecedented attacks of 26 November 2008, when two of the prime hotels, a landmark train station, and a Jewish Chabad house, in South Mumbai, were attacked and siege.

On 13 July 2011, within 15 minutes, 3 bombs go off in Mumbai at three different places.

What's the message? What's the agenda? 

Peace/humanity/freedom. 
No religion allows us to take life at any expense. 

What's Security? 
-A word found in dictionary of ministerial fools, meant for long speeches to get vote bank. 

How to keep sovereignty of India?

-By having minimum $1000 million scam (at least) / year; letting rapists/murderers free, to give them another chance: "Guess, only God and government knows; chance for what!"

Today's common man is confined within day to day life pressure. In the morning, he wakes up with neighbours untuned comments. He is frustrated at everything. Right from his buildings hanging lift to the city traffic. In office, with his colleagues, boss... even the peon; all are the cause of his mental distress. And when a chance of tea break draws him out of his uncomfortable zone, a bomb blast takes away the rest. That he jeopardised his life for one cigarette and apparently one cup of tea could be a ministerial fool's point of view. But actually, this unveils the naked truth. Truth of our paralysed system. It's "How safe are we inside our own home". 

"Terrorist Attacks has been reduced to 99%, merely 1% is left"- Rahul Gandhi.

I need not to say any more on this. Readers are mentally balanced enough to infer from the above statement. Dr. Manmohan Singh is sorry for the mishap. Mr. P. Chdambaram- "A black day in Indian history". 

Mr. Prime Minister and Defence Minister respectively, merely feeling sorry and colouring the days blue and black won't let the grave grief go. Loss is something which is inexplicable. Support via words won't help. We don't need reasons. We don't want explanations. We want results. We all know that Kasab is still alive. Are we so incapable that even after 3 years, we are unable to prove the guilt? Isn't that a question on the constitution's competency? 

Such is the dreadful situation of our country in the 21st century that a girl cannot go out after 9 at night. Chances of being molested are high. A normal man can't go about anywhere in India because he is not safe out there. Either he'll be killed on the name of being a resident of Bihar, Uttar Pradesh, South India, other part of India or will have to pay some heavy duty to get established in his own country. Is that what we want out of this so called civilised and balanced society? Ironically, we are United.

Common man doesn't fear the foe sitting outside, ready to hunt. But he does fear the disguised demon standing right beside him. If might is right, then shall we step out to change our world ourselves. What's stopping us to do the right? A bunch of 1000 morons can stop 1 or 5 or 10 or 100 mighty spirits. But can they stop millions. More than 50% of India's population is youth. It's only about self realisation. It's high tide, today or never. Let's not sit back and be a silent observer. Are we going to be the change we wish to see or be a resilient forever? 

And, We're Still Developing!

CENSUS: A nation of 1.21 billion; High growth, few jobs; Will milk fortification benefit the poor? Private sector wants to adopt public health bodies; Land acquisition! Is it democratically justified? India losing biodiversity hotspots ..

Well, these aren't thoughts of a stagnant mind. Such queries stimulate directly from the policies established by the Central Government. It's not about who forms the government; rather, it's about the righteous form of government. Nothing will sound strange or stunning, if I say that current policies of government are actually based on the one made in 1950. As a matter of fact, the same constitution was followed till 1991. Amendments were made in 1992. 2011, we follow the same with few more amendments. We don't need amendments in the constitution, only. Something greater must be done to revive the policies and laws. 

Violence and pace of land acquisition in Uttar Pradesh underscore serious flaws in the law. Fertile land is up for grabs in western Uttar Pradesh. Private developers are acquiring it to build apartments, industries, IT institutes, and even F1 race track. Farmers, who have known no profession other than agriculture, have nowhere to go. The landless are left with no farms to work on. On the contrary, government has quoted a pricing system to benefit the farmers. A Greater Noida farmer gets about Rs. 820 per sq metre for parting with his land. As the distance from Greater Noida increases, the amount decreases. In Tappal, a district near Noida, for instance, a farmer gets Rs. 570 per sq metre for his land. The amount a Greater Noida farmer gets translates to about Rs. 8.2 million per hectare. When the same land is developed into apartments, the cheapest rate the Authority gives to a developer is Rs. 35,000 per square metre or Rs. 350 million per hectare. So what is the agenda of Mayawati's govrnment in Uttar Pradesh? To make business by holding an office of no profit. 

We all know about the agitation by the farmers from May 7 2011 to May 12 2011. Urgency clause under Section 17 of the Land Acquisition Act was enforced. The clause allows government to acquire land without giving land owners the right to a hearing. There is no uniformity in the land rates offered to farmers. In Greater Noida, farmers got much more than what those in Aligarh received for the same project. Even if farmers on an average gets Rs. 0.75 crore, what about those who don't own any land and earn their living by working on other's land. In fact, a large section belongs to this fraternity.  

People in the villages around Ratlam are paying a heavy price for living near the industrial town in Madhya Pradesh. Their groundwater has been polluted by over 23,500 tonnes of hazardous waste dumped at two factory (Sajjan Chemical and Investment (pvt) Ltd and Jayant Vitamins which closed over a decade ago due to management problems) premises and other sites in Ratlam. The quantity of toxic waste lying at the defunct Union Carbide plant in Bhopal city—350 tonnes—is only a fraction of Ratlam’s toxic legacy. Another study by Madhya Pradesh’s State Pollution Control Board (SPCB) in 2007 showed the soil in the area has been contaminated with organic pollutants like naphthalene and binaphyle sulfone. More recently, in March 2011, a study by the PHE department found the total dissolved solids (TDS) and iron levels in groundwater were way beyond permissible limits. The TDS level in some of the samples was about 3,000 mg/litre; its permissible limit is 2,000 mg/litre. The water is red mainly because of iron, which along with other contaminants makes it unfit for consumption. And as usual, authorities have failed to act.

These are some of the issues taken out from shinning India's magic box. 

One quick question: Can we give Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam Azad, his India @ 2020 in this scenario? 

• Number of people, in India, who are below poverty line = 30 crore approx.
• Number of people, in India, who are unemployed = 30 crore approx.
• JOBS which need to be created every year, to fulfil the aspirations of the people of India = 1 crore
• Number of people, in India, who are below 35 years of age = 70 crore

(http://www.wakeupcall.org/administration_in_india/poverty_line.php)

No doubt, that the growth has taken a formidable shape. But that won't bring India down from the top rank, among the corrupt nations. Myth or fact, $1.5 trillion of Indian money in Swiss Banks? 

And still the government isn't aggressive enough. Is that the change our forefathers dreamt of? Is this what we dream for our shinning India? 

Cause of worry for India

• Share of total employment in agriculture decreased from 63.3 per cent to 55.7 per cent between 1995 and 2008
   
• Share of employment in industry increased marginally from 11.2 per cent to 12.8 per cent between 1995 and 2008
   
• Share of employment in the services sector increased marginally from 21.3 per cent to 25 per cent
   
• Real wages in this period grew marginally from -1.8 per cent to 0.7 per cent

(http://www.downtoearth.org.in/node/2242)

I would like development to start in the villages. It would be an incentive for people to stay. Development should be what you gain in the long run. It's like success, no short-cuts.

The parrot of love!

Men aren't necessities, they're luxuries. I don't say this, though my friend Richie Rich says so. Smart, talented, good persona, charming, actually a cuisine that girls love to order. But he's among those that are served in 'dhabas'. Girls do go gaga over him, but yet no money gives him no honey. 

Yesterday I had a chat with him on his recent love market crash. He didn't seem much worried but was in a deep thought. "Hey Richie, are you fine?" 

"Yes Rathore, I am fine. Busy in figuring out something." On asking, I got back a boring yet emotional story of a lover boy who failed in his love life in spite of getting all the applauds. I came back home thinking and still trying to figure out the actual problem behind his break up. I'll just share his thoughts over his own love life. 

P.S.: Resemblance to any living or dead is purely coincidental. Generalising the event is on reader's discretion.

Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery. Love is like a war, easy to start and difficult to end. According to Richie, love is a cuckoo's song. Soothing in morning and irritating for rest of the day. It's purely like Indian seasons, changes in no time. You search love throughout your life. If lucky, you get to hear the song. Bazzinga! You are entrapped. The love that seemed angel's gift to you was an enchantment. The charm works well and the cupid’s arrow finds its target. You see your incomplete world, complete.

"Poor prey, you are already dead. Because a mindless body is scientifically dead" as quoted by Albert Einstein. On the contrary, you don't die at once, as in tasting cyanide. But it’s something like you die running whole life behind love for love! This kiss of love is actually meant for 4 days, and rest, the side effects.

Soon love becomes an illusion and life a myth. And one day the cuckoo goes off just like that and poor parrot is left behind with no song. You spend your whole life behind the same genre of song and then one day you become old thinking of past glories. Who says Men are from Mars and women from Venus. Men are from Earth. Women are from Earth. Deal with it! 

"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness." So that's love. Lovely yet complicated. 

Black Hawk Down

My friend's father wants to be with his family. It has been 16 months since he went home. Uncle's father is ill, a heart patient. I got to know that after a long time the commanding officer gave a 10 day leave. Finally, Major Yashwant Pratap Singh will be with his family for a short span. But will Air India fly him to his native? Apparently no. He's posted near Ladakh, defending the frontier for his fellow citizen. What he's getting? Perhaps, a long wait to meet his beloveds. But such facts are mere a piece of daily news for his countrymen!
It's the 10th day of Air India strike. About Rs. 120 crore of national loss has been done. The national carrier has been able to operate only 10 per cent domestic flights and has been losing Rs. 20 crore per day for the last three days. The airline, as a result of the strike, has curtailed 90 per cent of its domestic flights till May 6. Rs. 3.65 lakh per month, salary much higher than the pilots of other flights. But their appetite seems to be malfunctioning. They want JPC (Joint Parliamentary Committee) to probe in and unveil airline's mismanagement. Being entitled for such a luxury, they can certainly go for strikes like these. Can Major Yashwant? No. Because he's there for a cause like the pilots. Instead of rescuing the sinking ship, more punches are appearing on our once called nation's pride. I too support calls against corruption, but won’t support any idea that brings shame and loss to nation. 

The management is against all their demands. It's not ready to reappoint the 3 sacked pilots. All stern and rigid. Each fraternity has its own agenda. It's about, who winks first. With no breakthrough in sight, the High Court slammed the pilots and the airline's management for the continuing state of affairs. It admonished the pilots' association, saying, "How much loss are you going cause to the nation? Who will foot the bill? There's a court order telling you not to go on strike. You've taken the law into your own hands. I don't understand what you'll achieve." 
For JRD Tata, Air India was his baby. Nurtured with love, care and affection. It is not without reason when he was the chairman (took only Re 1 as salary) Air India was considered among the top 5 airlines of the world. In his times, Air India was the nation's pride. 
He always said, “I don't believe in ideas that gives personal benefits, but one that generates national benefits". 
I unlike other cabinet ministers don't agree with our civil aviation minister Vylar Ravi when he says the pilots are only 10+2 and crying for more when they earn at least 3.65 lakh a month. There is no question of qualification. Even an ill-literate person understands national pride. Being an Indian, how can I forgive those professionals who fly everyday across the city and world, knowing all the realities at ground zero and still behaving like rogues?     
After a long time our country is taking a stand together against corruption. Let's not spoil the party. Have a proper and transparent inquiry over the corrupt. Put them behind bars. Let the Black Hawk fly. Money will flow.

It must stop now!

Democracy, Freedom, Sovereignty. On the platforms of such agendas, social activist turned politicians have always managed to be in the limelight. Are these words meant to be a tool of hypocrite reformers? I write this draft not be in the limelight but to unveil the assassins

of humanity. 

The society is actually going through turbulences. Turbulences due to some untold truth. Each day, in and around the city, across the streets, outside the window, human right is violated. Modern human slavery, sex trafficking, child labour, forced labour; that's what our developed, urbanised and educated society comprises of!

Commercialisation of organised crime has formed an ugly face. Its not a worry only for India and it's subcontinents, but is a global concern. Huge amount of human consignments are exported everyday especially in Europe and Asia. In fact female trafficking is not illegal in countries like Bangladesh and Saudi Arabia. 80% of transnational victims are women and girls. It is a lucrative industry where investment is too low as compared to the profit margin. Apparently, trade of arms and drugs has been combined to give more profit percentage. Generally, women and children are trafficked by giving them job offers in city. Poor goes to the city and falls as prey in the trafficker's hand. It's not that trafficking is done only for cheap labour but for commercial sex too. 

Small children are forced to work on cheap wages. They are either smuggled from orphanages or kidnapped. Even sold to military. The military use of children takes three distinct forms: children can take direct part in hostilities (child soldiers), or they can be used in support roles such as porters, spies, messengers, look outs, and sexual slaves; or they can be used for political advantage either as human shields or in propaganda. Ironically, children are the future. 

Women are bought to work as slaves and the same are sexually exploited. The main types of work offered are in the catering and hotel industry, in bars and clubs or modelling contracts. Poor economic conditions and social problems create a climate which is favourable to trafficking. The sorrow of such women is way beyond imagination. Trafficking victims are also exposed to different psychological problems. They suffer social alienation. Due to the addiction of drugs, their comfort zone gets affected. Mentioning about the rescued victims; even they don't, most of the times, recover from the trauma. In many cases traffickers initially offer ‘legitimate’ work or the promise of an opportunity to study. 

Although the good and effective work done by the governments have shown results, but yet the commoners are still unaware of the wretched crime happening in the society. This is due to ignorance. How much blame shall we post on the government until we are not donating our part of action? They are solely not responsible for the sufferings. As a matter of fact, we play a larger role by staying immune to such atrocities. Perhaps, truth is stranger than fiction.

Lets join hands and raise together against the assassins of humanity. Put some effort to make this a better place for all. As quoted in Gita, "To bring the change, be the change". 

My Common Man

My Common Man

Common Man: Father, you screwed us. What the hell is happening down here? You said screw the bad, they removed Bush; do well to blacks, they elected Barack.

GOD: Son I understand. The real problem is in my manufacturing dept. I often ask to make humans; but these days, either idiots end up with creatures possessing high intellect in Obamanomics or with a disorder, Obamaphobia. And Obama is half black!

Common Man: Hmm. Can you explain the chaos in the gulf?

GOD: Definitely. Refer the chart below to understand the Oil Concept.

Readers can refer to the most apposite and reliable source, Google (Nevertheless, users have started questioning its security), for the chart of God.

Apparently I found this tournament a real jack of all rides.

Eventually, it's not the common man who needs money, power or oil. This fraternity want some peace (not the one that NATO and UNO keep talking about).

On the likings of Dj (Amir's character in RDB), I found, there are two kind of people.

• One who just wants to live, even if it feels like shit head (The Common Man)
• Other, who wants control over the shit heads (Manmohan)

And then I met the third kind,

Students of Bushology and Obamanomics.

P.S.: Bushology- The science that deals with the Bush language.

“We have a firm commitment to NATO; we are a part of NATO. We have a

firm commitment to Europe We are a part of Europe." - George W. Bush

Obamanomics- The science that deals with the likings of Barack-a-doodle-doo!

Satyameva Jayate

Sometimes I don't understand The Great Indian Political drama. May be I lack the wisdom of a superhuman like

Khushwant Singh. How to show the anger or control the laughter on the statements given by the statesmen of India?

I just couldn't control those tickles and giggles of mine when a politician from Assam, Hemant Sarma quoted,” I am not God. So I cannot fulfil all the promises I made to the voters".

The point not being what these so called socialists make, but is that we are still following them and continue to put our burden of hope on these incompetent shoulders. "Mr. A. Raja told me that the auctioning was done in a fair and adjudged manner", quoted by Prime Minister Dr. Manmohan Singh, indeed. I just don't understand the ridiculous media that always poke its nose in such reconciling matters. It would have been lovely to see friendship taking zenith.

Perhaps, this time I've thought of voting with a wish list of mine:

• Make J&K a state like other (Article 370, a scrap)
• No N DealTake more initiatives like NDTV for Saving Coastline and Anna Hazare's Jan Lokpal Bill
• Eradicate Mrs. Pratibha Patil (first ever President of India with a criminal background)
• Make JPC (Joint Parliamentary Committee) be more authoritative and sharp
• One civil code for all Indians, irrespective of their religion
• OOPS! aren't these points misleading today’s politicians (they were told something else when they joined the Political Industry)

Then I found to my amusement that people who vote too belong to another endangered species, "Do whatever you want, coz I’m fool by birth!” And that’s Democracy :), We the people, By the people.

Kisan Bapat Baburao Hazare

Kisan Bapat Baburao Hazare

I write this article to show the brighter side of a tenacious soldier, a social reformer, and a Right to Information crusader, Kisan Bapat Baburao Hazare.

Recipient of PADMABHUSHAN, PADMASHRI AWARD is one of India's well-acclaimed social activists. A former soldier in the Indian army, Anna is well known and respected for upgrading the ecology and economy of the village of Ralegan Siddhi which is located in the drought prone Ahmednagar district of Maharashtra state.

Any government never wants to decentralize its power and hand over power to people. Many politicians think that decentralization of power will lessen their importance, status and respect. So the Government was reluctant to make legislation for Right to Information.

Finally, with zeal of ‘do-or-die’, Mr. Hazare went on fast-unto-death on August 9, 2003 at Azad Maidan, Mumbai. He decided that unless the Act is passed by the Government, he will not end his fast; rather he will sacrifice his life for people’s rights.

The Government of Maharashtra felt that his resolution is firm and He would not step back from his decision of ‘do-or-die’. On the 12th day of his fast, the Government of Maharashtra got the Bill signed by the President of India and enacted the law of ‘Right to Information’ in Maharashtra. The Act on ‘Right to Information’ is a revolutionary step towards strengthening democracy.

A common man of such strength, stature and self zeal is fighting for the other Common man. Is the zest to fight for the right lost? Has the dark preceded? Isn't might is right?

I have taken an initiative to contribute my part in this movement. I want to feel the passion of fighting for Rights.

Youth- not merely a word but a collective power to overcome the tyranny. People, start playing your part. Let's join hands to ignite the power that lies within.

Can I say that a new Era has begun?