Q: wot is this ...... no I mean it .... wot the hell is this? A: Crap.

So many things you ve made me realize, 

your emotional honesty has left me in why's? 

so many truths n how many lies,

come to think of it .... damn time really flies!!!!!!!

I know I am bad, but even I didnt think it would be this bad.

But I had to post this, Just to make me realize my creative crapiness.

Seriously ppl are right, Some ppl have it and the rest just don't.

hehehehehe..........

4 lines and dats it. This has made me realize, why I shud stick to wotever I do wala post. I just hope ppl dont read this.  Hey ppl even if you read jus keep it to yourself.

THE KEEDA IN ME .....

Ok this was pending since a very long time - a post on my superbike - KAYOKO (Suzuki GSX R 600). but I hoped thi wudnt be the reason for the post.

We (Kayoko n I) met with an accident 2 hours ago.  ok ok wait I shall explain it properly with every fucking detail.

Today my boss was leaving for vacation (happy me). As soon as he left office at 5:00 I was excited and went for a smoke. I was so excited that I didnt even complete my smoke went back to my table packed my bag and left for the health club. After health club it was around 9:00 p.m.( I didnt work out for this period was jus sittin and reading newspapers, car n bike magazines  and watching other guys play squash a tennis waiting for them to finish ... but it never happened so I jus ran for 20 mins, sauna n shower n left). 

THE KEEDA BEGINS

So on ma way back home on one of the signal one eliminator guy overtook me (guess he didnt realize) but as u know I was excited so ..... the keeda started off..... although he was going at his full speed around 120 km/hr, I took rounds around him ( overtaking him from left then slowing down and letting him pass from my left then overtaking him humiliating him completly) after that he took a right turn and parted ways with me. 

THE KEEDA CONTINUES

by the way this was only the 2nd or 3rd time that I was driving my bike in the racing mode. I usually use the intermediate mode. Now blood was pumping and I cudnt stop my self I tried picking up race with every car guy arnd but none could survive. 

THE KEEDA HAS THE BETTER OF ME

I was riding at around 150Kmph where the limit is 60kmph. I was approching the mamzar signal I was in the fast lane and the signal was red and I saw there were less vehicles on the slowest lane. So I started changing lane I reache to the right to find a white camry (2002-2004 model I belive) going slow in that lane. I was around 90 - 100 kmph at that time. oh I see there is one more lane on the right (kindly note UAE is LHD so slower lanes are to the right unlike India). "Fuck this camry guy" my blotted ego screamed from somewhere. So I accelerated to arond 120 kmph and got to the right of him. "Wow its so cool man thi bike jumps dude, this is damn rocking .............. wot a feeling ...................... wait wots that my lane is ending ................oh lord ........... brakes ...............(now everything was in slow motion) ............ shit go left..... no ways the camry guy is there ........ right there is no fucking way .......... damn the kerb stone (stones layed to elevate the footpath from the road) is approching ......... wot happened to the brakes it aint working ....... shit yaar ..... I am skidding ...... my back tyre was skidding as if it wanted to overtake my front tyre ..............oh shit leave everything ....... took the pressure off the brakes .......... oh its not skidding anymore ........... but shit man ........ this kerb stone is still in my way .................pray time ............... HHEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPP................NNNNNNNNAAAAAAAHHHHHHIIII

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dhada di dhudum ........ my front tyre hit the kerb  it bounces up and so do I ..... then the back tyre hits the kerb ........... now as it bounces it throws me away to my right (luckily) ...... I land my right palm and then shoulder on the pavered footpath .............. oh shit the screeching sound of my bike doesnt sound good at all ............. please...... god my bike shud be fine please ........... oh its over I can get up now .......... off I go jus stood up at the same time knocking sound of my bike .........and then the engine stops  ............................... as it was still in 6th gear ...................oh fuck lord ........ am so sorry KAYOKO SAN ........... damn sorry gurl .......... didnt mean this to you ......... wots the sound ......... oh arabic guy ........... some arabic chap trying to talk to me in arabic ........... I take off my helmet ......... and then he realizes ...... Indian ............ ok ......... he starts off in his english ....... arre you ok ... shudd I call the abulance ......... I am like no am fine ............. the camry guy stops thoda aage jaake .......... he walks upto me .......... he too looks like an arabic guy but starts talking to me in Hindi/urdu .......... Soo gaya tha kya ...... dikhai nahi diya ................ I didnt feel like answering him completly Ignored him ............

WIND UP TIME ......... COMING BACK TO BEING ME

The other guy made sure I didnt need any medical attention........ then he checked my bike ... and he was moving towards his car parked in the fast lane ....... guess he stopped his car as soon as he saw the accident and jumped out .......... he had a Chevrolet Lumina SS (new 2008 model -5.7 ltr engine complete black with gr8 rims) he then was oving towards his vehicle to park it properly ..... but then I requested him to please help me pick up my bike ......... the guy was so nice and helpful that he didnt even bother about his car being parked in the middle and started helping me ........... damn this bike is heavy ............ ok thanx man ..............u were really really helpful ... he ewnt to is car parked it properly came back again .......... started cheking my bike ....... I was busy cheking my hand ....the little finger in my right hand was aching ....... the guy came to me and said ......... call the police ....... wot !!!!!!! ........ he said I wud have done it for you ........ I am a police man ......... dat too the one who rides around a bike the whole day ........ a going back home and plus this is not my area ........ so call the police ..... they wont do anything as nuthing is damaged ......... I said ok ....... then he was like wot are u going to do about the bike ........ ok wot happened to my bike (I didnt even look at wot all was damaged) ok there are scrathes ........ I said I wud do nuyhin as nuthing seems to be seriously damaged luckily .......... he said but y friend how will u take it home with flat front tyre ......... oh dat I will manaaaaaaa...... wot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my front tyre is flat .......... shut up man ........... oh shit it is flat .......................oh god wot am I gonna do ............ ok I will call a recovery van to pick up ........ this guy tells me the police nuber here 999 ( I wud have actually dialled 100 if he didnt tell me that) ..............

this guy was like gr8 help .......... hats off man ............. and he left ............ (its only now while writing this am I realizing that I didnt even ask him for his name -- Am such a dumb ass)

neways I wud like to thank him here ...... thanx man for all that you did ........ I promise I too will help neone in such situation.............

he left I called the police ...........and I called vams somewhere in between and told him dat I got screwed ............. The police cudnt locate me as even I didnt know the street name ............. the 1st thing they asked me was if neone was injured? they finally arrived at around 10:30 p.m. even that fellow was very polite .......... after getting out the 1st thing he asked was .......... do you need medical attention??? then he asked me how this happened ......... I made up a fake story .......... saying some guy i white corolla changed lane wen I was rinding in the slowest lane and I had nowhere to go and then this happened ......... he didnt cross question e on the story.........as no other person or property (except for my bike was damaged)  ...... he told me that he will give me a green paper .......... but I realised it was of no use for me .......... as I dont have full insurance (only 3rd party) ..... then he asked me Y did u report to police??? there was no need of this formality ........ then he only said ok wot if the garage refuses to repair without paper ......... he then gave a recovery vans number ............. I called him (that guy picked up only after 4 complete calls) and he told me that he didnt have any recovery rgiht now ......... and he gave me another number ....... the police guy came back with the paper and my license and registration ......... and then he left ........... I was tryin this other recovery guys number ......... beechme ......... a recovery van jus passes me and I wave to him and he stoppped .............He agreed to take my vehicle to the nearest petrol pump ........ but for AED 200 ....... which I didnt care much about ...... in the mean time vamsi arrives from marina ........... we all go to this petrol pump only to ralise that the tyre has to be replaced which can only be done in a special bike shop ........ then we transport the bike to my building parking ..........

THE REAL-I-zation

Now am in my bedroom alone after vamsi has left and vaibhav (the sarkar) has slept/chatting with someone .............and I jus cant stop thinking about this thing ............ I try so hard but the scene keeps palying in my mind in slow motion .......... and realizing how I cud have avoided this ..........

damn I FUCKED UP my vehicle .......... My history of driving has always been disastrous ......... my moms 1st scooty I was in 11th std .......... 1st week I take it out o to market give a lift to my friend in between try to show off and there I go we slip on to the ground on a turn cause the road was sandy and I was carrying too muc of speed into the corner ..........

then 1st car ..........ALTO ....... engineering ....... Its only been a week since we have bought it .... i dont even have a license ...... as I was learning ........... (now this one is a class apart) ...... I tell dad that I have to make an STD call I will return soon and I am taking my scooter - honda dio ........ Instead I pick up my car keys ....... I go down start the engine as quitely as possible .........so that dad doesnt realise that I am taking the car ........ put it in gear and look behind as I have to take reverse to get out of the parking ............ Y isnt the vehicle going back ...... ok some more accelerator ........... oh shit the car is going front .......... dhadam di dhudum .........I band ryt into my building ............shit ... I can see the bonet is fucked ......... get this out ........ I shift the gear to reverse ........ cheked it properly ............. ok the car int coming .... chk the gear ..... yeah its ryt atleast this time give more accelerator ........... bbbbbbbbbbuuuuuuummmmmmmmm....... there I go reverse directly onto the light pole .......DHADAM DI DHUDUM ..... shit I am scrwed ......... mom n dad r gonna kill me ................

My 1st bike cum scooter .............. I had so many accidents on it that I dont remember the 1st one I caused ... but I remeber its 1st accident ........engineering again ..........My cousin(bijin) n I take our brand new savaari to tution class to show off ...... there my friends ask for test drive ......... there is 1 guy though, Anup manjrekar .........he too wanted a test run ..... since he didnt have a license ........ I sat with him ......... everything is fine just before stopping on this kaccha parking .......... god knows y he accelerates and brakes without leaving the accelerator ........ there we go .......... dhadam di dhudum ...........

there are many more incidents where this same KEEDA jus posses me and most of the time it results in dhadam di dhudum ..........

1 more kissa of dhadam di dhudum ........... last 1 ok ........ promise ....... I know it is long and u ppl will be cursing me for this ............. but here is how it goes ...............

dubai autodrome .........go karting .........so many people ........ plus ....... vasu, vamz n I ....... so many angrez and arabic guys ......... man we cant loose here ......... izzat ka sawal hai (matter of pride u know) ........ the grid position is a lucky draw there ........ vasu was in the 1st row ........ vamz was in 3rd and I was somewhere in 6th ......... I was like dude I have to accelerate pass them as soon as possible I have to cover a lot of ground  ......... an arabic guy was there in front of me ........ there the flag goes we are suppose to start from the pits slowly .. this arabic guys was dancing around the track like they do in F1 starting lap ....... left right ....... accelerated brake hard ........ I was like dude stop it .... I am gonna kill u in the 1st corner .........(THE KEEDA SPEAKS) .........oh there it is everyone is accelerating .......... and oh man the arab has some speed ok full acceleration ......... I could feel the Adrenaline rush through my veins ........ there is the arab ..... hehehehe am gonna get u man .....am gonnaaaaaaaaa ......... fuck he is braking ........ fuck other cars have also slowed ........ fuck there is some fuck up in the 1st corner ............brake ....... man this is a cluster fuck ..... brake brakes ........ shit ......... two cars right in front of me immobilized damn ...... n escape as I am carrying too much speed in the corner againg ......... oh there is some room inbetween those two karts.......... I steer right between them .........only to go right into the tyre wall ............DHADAM DI DHUDUM.............. 2  race stewards come running for me ........ damn ... I get out ...... only to realize that the other 2 cars were ..........yes damn ryt u guessed it ..........vasu n vamz......... hehehehe I was happy for a moment .........the stewards called to medication I refused ......... he asked me will u continue with the race.......... I was like ......... If u allow me to, Y not??? and plus please get the car out of the tyre pyre .........and get it started also ........ the guys was like ......... sir are u sure ........... oh yes man nuthing happened to me ......... thes guys start pulling my car out ...... by the time vasu n vamz have already left .........I finish the race .... lapping vasu 2ce (guess he was shit scared after the accident) ..........

There is jus so much accidents in my life that ........ after I bought KAYOKO (been 2 months and 10 days) .... last week I was thanking god that nuthing till now ...............but I still thank god for keeping alive and completly fit ............ thank god ............

I WILL BE BACK - ASTA LA VISTA BABY

 

I know the KEEDA will be back as soon as 2 weeks of clean sheet .......... No matter how much i regret all this I know I will be meeting Dhadam di dhudum soon ........ jus hope I just dont injure neone and nething .............. hope dat I realize What the keeda is leading me to?????????

DHADAM DI DHUDUM ........ hehehe 

Yes ppl I am fine ........ alive n kicking ........... jus a sore little finger and a small scratch on my right knee ............. dats it for now  

time for a new beginning ---- am starting of a brand new day

Its been a while since I ve blogged the reason ....... being the attack as u know it had all my attention ...... so much that till today cant stop of thinking wot happened .....

I had promised myself that I wont blog on this issue ... specially wont blame ANYONE but myself for wot happene in ma city .... I dont want to be a cribber ... I wannabe a do-er ... there are somethings that I have prmised myself to do for ma country and I shall do them and wont cribb.... not anymore ..... (sincerely its ma take)

now I want to move on get back to my normal lyf .... cause i cant take the pain of going thru this everyday finding out what went wrong?? how can we correct this?? and who is to blame??

I thought I had the perfect way of doing it ...... hope everyone knows that song by Sting - Brand New day. I love the feel of the song the music specially the mouth organ tune, damn its beautiful. I started hearing it.  oh its beautiful. but wait wtf is he saying cud neva understand it completly, except for the part where he says "turn the clock to zero -::::xxYY****- am starting of a brand new day". 

google, help me! ma genie!!!!!!! (thank god for google)

it actually goes like this 

You can turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money 
We're starting up a brand new day 

Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she'll take me back 
I'm thinking in a brand new way 

Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her 
Starting up a brand new day 

Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across 
Started up a brand new day

 Wot!!!!!!!! jus wot !!!!!! please, this  must be a joke lemme chk it in some other site ......... oooohhhhhhh bloooody no ...... 

Mr. Sting is jus crazy  ...... thought this was gonna be inspirational .... but wot the heck 

BRAND NEW DAY--- where he wants to get back to his ex-gf 

all this while I loved this song ..now I dunno!!!!!! jus clean bowled .... maybe its jus the phase of lyf am in ............ I wud neva want to go back to ma ex-gf ...... am happy now .......... I dont care how this sounds.

I still love this song for all the reasons I had, before I actually went thru the lyrics ......

Mr Sting shud actually consider changing the title to U2's song ..... Stuck in a Moment ......

neways this post was a disaster .......... look how I started and where it ended ..............

but heres something I would like all ma friends to do go and buy the New album by Vidyadhar Bhave --- Away from love. I listened to it on channel V and absolutely loved it.  Its a blend of Indian classical and rock ..... no this one sounds very much raw like rock ... unlike those albums where the guitar sounds are faded into the background....

.....Drops of Jupiter ..... by Train

This song keeps playing in my mind ....... and I ll write MY interpretation after the Lyrics ... 

Now that shes back in the atmosphere With drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that theres time to change, hey, hey Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks like june, hey, hey Tell me did you sail across the sun Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded And that heaven is overrated Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star One without a permanent scar And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there Now that shes back from that soul vacation Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey She checks out mozart while she does tae-bo Reminds me that theres time to grow, hey, hey Now that shes back in the atmosphere Im afraid that she might think of me as plain ol jane Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back to the milky way And tell me, did venus blow your mind Was it everything you wanted to find And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know youre wrong Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone Conversation The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back toward the milky way

Interpretation

I feel in this song a guy asking his best friend (a gurl) ... all those wonderful things you have done (unimaginable stuff - refrences of all the planetery things -stay on the moon ... milky way .. heaven is Overrated) ... during all those things did she miss him for once ....

The guy is definetly in love with her but doesnt quite know if she loves him .....(reference - listens like spring and she talks like june - now dat happens only wen ur r in love)

The guy is very down to earth but adores the female for her ambitious dreams and her chase for something thats he feels is unattainable .... he loves all the crazy things she has done ....

he asks her during her journey till now did she ever fall in love with someone flashy .... but he is sure the guy was not all perfect n all ....(did u fall for the shooting star ... the one without a permenant scar) ... but he believes that she will find him inside her ......

Now is the time wen she is trying to get back to her normal lyf after realizing all those things she wanted to do ....

The guy is realizes that she wants to get back to her normal crazy life ...(who else does tae bo --- on mozart) and is happy that there is room for her to grow (he feels she is immature but loves her for dat too) ..... 

He is afraid now that she might think of him as a guy who never treid nething because he was afraid of its ill consequences ....

he hopes that she found and achieved all that she was looking for ... so that she never leaves him again .....

he explains that he cant imagine her life without all the normal things like love, pride and deep fried chiken . soy latte and him...... he still stands up for her actions (although he knows that she was wrong) ..... 

The guy just hopes that she loves him .........

I jus hope that he told her that ...... 

the AGE that came off the ICE

the best cartoon character ever for me...... is 

 

SCRAT

 

Jus waiting for the flick to be released 

The best is yet to come ...........

Today .... Bones told me that her marriage has been finalized ........... Am realy happy for her ..... Wish her the best in her marriage .... gr8 going gurl .... and congrats .... Am sorry to be posting this .... I know u wont like it ... but guess wot this is my blog and I write things I want ... Take care Babe .... Remember the best is yet to come ... 

Fantasy ........... oh ho ........ Premier League

Yesterday I was wearing my liverpool T-shirt which bijin had gifted me ....... and it was decided that we were gonna watch the matches at vamsi's room .... in Dubai Marina... on his flat screen TV....37 inch (I guess) ...so got outta work(I wish I had some) .... early ...sharp 5:00 p.m. .... asked others where they were and jus pushed off .... this was the 1st time I was goin to vamz's place on my own (Kayoko-she has to be mentioned) and guess wot I lost ma way .... took a wrong turn and luckily I ended up somewhere close to his place ..... got to his place somehow ..... now since I was wearing my fav teams t-shirt and was all excited about all the matches today ..... who wudnt be with a team like wot I had for this week..... specially wen my friends(competition) mainplayers were either injured or were not goin to play ......... I knew somewhere deep inside that whenever I get excited something bad has to happen .......... and guess wot .... all the main matches were goaless draws ........... chelsea draw against New castle ....... Moan Utd  draw against Aston Villa (I wish so much for them to loose) ..... Liverpool draw against Fulham ......... Now will someone tell me how the fuck is this possible??????? The week were I was suppose to score really well has ended with me scoring only 46 points .......... and Jale pe namak chidakne ke liye My subsitute player Mr. Sidbie Scored but I wont get his points naa .... cause I was such a major fool to play with 5 mid fielders ......... and that stupid anelka  ..... jus to take him I had to make 3 transfers ............. making me start at -8 points ..........

Dubai wait on even my city (Mumbai) will soon have a gr8 building.........

James Law's Eco Egg: The New Shape of Architecture

James Law is a self-proclaimed “cybertect.” Working within the realm of futuristic design, cybertecture fuses architecture, infrastructure and city planning with emergent technologies and artificial intelligence. At first glance, this seems like the plot synopsis of a bad, made-for-The SciFi Channel movie. However, the design for the new “Cybertecture Egg” in Mumbai could also very well be the zeitgeist of the architectural revolution of the 21st century.

The 13-floor, egg-shaped office building is a hybrid of environmentally focused design with new engineering and intelligent systems. The original design concept was to recreate the world as an eco-system, where life is allowed to evolve sustainably. “[Buildings] are no longer about concrete, steel and glass, but also the new intangible materials of technology, multimedia, intelligence and interactivity,” according to the firm’s website. In addition to several interactive features (such as the ability of an occupant to change his or her “view” at their desk to real time imagery of places around the world), the building will also feature a green roof, wind turbines, and a water filtration system that will process the building’s grey water.

The egg shape is also supposed to represent a planetary object, a shining light representing hope and life. The “iconic” design and aesthetics of the tilt of the egg structure may be nothing more than posturing to critics within the architectural design community; though, the tilted planes will nonetheless serve to alleviate the solar gain of the building. One of the more interesting aspects of the design, however, will be the implementation of a structure derived from egg skins that create spans of column-less floors. Law’s release of the design did not go much more into detail about the process, unfortunately.

According to WorldArchitectureNews.com, which first reported on the new design, the building will also monitor an occupant’s health, marking the recent trend in design that accounts for user wellness, which is also becoming more and more a part of “green” design. Within the “Egg,” a series of washrooms will be equipped with vital sign monitors that will keep track of one’s blood pressure and weight that can then be sent to a physician if the system deems necessary.

How much utility there is monitoring one’s blood pressure and weight is still to be seen. But what it does represent is how, as technology becomes increasingly more and more sophisticated, the function of the building can have a much larger effect on the world around it—in terms of its resource consumption, in terms of what it symbolically represents, and in terms of the people that use it day in and day out.

(Photo Source: James Law Cybertecture International)

Babes take care

Law  on arresting a woman  :  
An incident took place in Pune - a young girl was attacked by a man posing as a plain clothes officer; he asked her 2 come 2 the police station when she & her male friend didn't have a driver's license 2 show. He sent the boy off 2 get his license and asked the girl to accompany him to the police station. Took her instead to an isolated area where the horrendous crime was committed.  
The law [which most of us are not aware of] clearly states that between 6 pm and 6 am, a woman has the right to REFUSE to go to the Police Station , even if an arrest warrant has been issued against her. It is a procedural issue that a woman can be arrested between 6pm and 6am, ONLY if she is arrested by a woman officer & taken to an ALL WOMEN police station. And if she is arrested by a male officer, it has to be proven that a woman officer was on duty at the time of arrest.
Please fwd this 2 as many girls you know. A! lso 2 bo ys coz this can help them protect their wife,  friends, sisters and mother. It is good for us to know our rights.
Do not neglect, fwd to your entire  mail list.

death majestic - Judas is magnetic

The day that never comes & Judas Kiss - are the best songs in this album ........(my opinion)........ Judas is a blockbuster .... the day that never comes is more commercial...its the selling feature.... rock fans would love Judas Kiss ....... it has every fucking thing I was expecting ....... cudnt ask for more ........ actually I can ..... more works please .............

Suicide and Redemption - This song is jus greatness ....... medium pace and jus awesome music ........  

Unforgiven III - I loved the song (again my fucking opinion) specially the forgive me, forgive me not part ............ could have been better but I think its because we had higher expectations ..........

End of the line -has gr8 and complex lyrics .................. had to add some new words to my dictionary ........

All nightmare long and That was just your life -  are damn fast tracks with gr8 solos.

My Apocalypse - Again Complex words 

All in all a great album 

Death - Chinese - Magnetic - Democracy

How could he know 

This new dawn's light 

Would change his life forever? 

Set sail to sea 

But pulled off course 

By the light of golden treasure 

Was he the one causing pain 

With his careless dreaming? 

Been afraid 

Always afraid 

Of the things he's feeling 

He could just be gone 

He would just sail on 

He'll just sail on 

How can I be lost, 

If I've got nowhere to go? 

Search for seas of gold 

How come it's got so cold? 

How can I be lost? 

In remembrance I relive 

And how can I blame you 

When it's me I can't forgive?

Impressive ............... the lyrics as usual are awesome ... no one close .... music gr8 again .... but whats wrong with yo voice ..... the vocals are not the same .........but still I liked it ............

and for the Democrats ...... I jus hope ............ hope that its much much more better..........

Hope for these guys to tour anywhere near India or Dubai and I am definetly goin ..... no matter wot am doin I will go .......

CHANGE WE NEED........CHANGE WE BELIEVE IN

Ppl ..... was planning on doing a post on my Japanese half (Suzuki GSX R 600) but then I came across this .............. I am a big fan of this guy here ............ I dont know if am allowed to paste his article like this .........but .......... I dont care ....... 

I see a racist India ............ racist!!!!!!!!!!! yes and I shall say this until this sinks in your head ........ and you don't want me to give out examples ........... neways aint a forum to discuss dat ....... jus want you ppl to read through this .............. I cudnt agree more ........ not for mayawati ......... she is symbolic here .......... I cant say nething about her as I know nuthin at all about her ............... and I am sure most of ma friends reading this wont too .............. but still you ( my friends) will have an opinion on her ......... as soon as you read her name am sure you might have made a grumpy face and thougt its not worth reading any further ................. but believe me guys ..... go through it and if I know you ....... you will like it too ....... this guy (Mr. Sekhri) here is a rock star ............. I tend to follow most of his columns in NDTV........... and loved everyone of his columns  except....................hhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm......... What kind of Cosmopolitanism? (dats a piece written on my city)................... read it with a clear mind ......... and like he says beware of what you wish for????

heres the link if you wanna directly check more of his columns ..........

http://www.ndtv.com/convergence/ndtv/showcolumns.aspx?id=COLEN20080071426&ch=11/5/2008%202:29:00%20PM

Change. We also need.

Abhinandan Sekhri

Writer, Gustakhi Maaf/Great Indian Tamasha, NDTV

Wednesday, November,5 2008 (New Delhi)

The US election has caught the fancy of the entire world. From Nigeria to France to Chavez in Venezuela, everyone wants a vote. This isn't just because the US is the most powerful nation on Earth that influences the rest, its also because of the refreshing and inspiring Barack Obama. He's new, he's unconventional, he's educated, he's not pedigree, he's an aam aadmi and he's dark skinned. Hard as we may try to pretend that race is not a factor, it is. And there is nothing wrong with it. A colored man being president of the USA is symbolically huge and cannot be ignored.

In all this there is much talk of India's Obama. Rahul Gandhi who is restructuring the Youth Congress said at a press conference in Dehradun that he was trying to create a system that would create "thousands of little Obamas running around". Editorials, TV shows and Indian voters are looking for an Indian Obama. 

Is that possible? And if it is, is it what the TV watching column reading class wants? Is our very complex and fragmented society, which is not even a fraction as homogenized as the US prepared for one such? Caste is a reality in India much as urban India may not know of or acknowledge it. It has divided India in ways obviously apparent and more subliminal. Can one unifying factor solder the fissures? In a country where people don't even speak the same language, and if you do, how you pronounce the word opportunity (op-or-tunity or op-er-tunity) determines where you will be slotted, ready for one who is new, unconventional, educated, not pedigree, aam aadmi or aurat, and dark skinned? Yes? Are you ready for Maywati? In case that leads to jaw drops and eyes rolling, it's the standard reaction. It's the - don't rock my boat - syndrome. 

I quote from Paul Krugmans's column talking about Republicans this election - "It will be the party of Saxby Chambliss, the senator from Georgia, who, observing large-scale early voting by African-Americans, warns his supporters that "the other folks are voting..."

India is deeply prejudiced and racist. Far more than America. Casteist remarks are something we shrug off. It's all around us. Is such a society equipped to handle one of "their people" becoming Prime Minister? Because just like Obama is "the other folks" in India Mayawati is "the other folks". 

Lets face it I've attended dinners and parties and made small talk with corrupt politicians or corrupt members of their families. Some are so brash or stupid that they actually boast about the deal they struck and the allotments they got as if its an achievement to be proud of. I'd have no problem naming them if I had a camera rolling to prove it. Libel is the only reason their names don't appear, not out of any coyness or politeness. People laugh, smile politely or look the other way when such sophisticated corruption is reveled. But God forbid if you are as tolerant of Behenjis alleged indiscretions. So its not alleged corruption that is the source of revulsion. That's a constant across party lines. Oil for food, fodder scam, Bofors, defense deal payoffs, Tehelka, Taj corridoor - take your pick. They are scams that implicate (none proved in a criminal court) people across parties including Mayawati. Then what is it that makes her harder to digest than the rest? How is she different? It's simply that she didn't attend public school, you wouldn't know what to say to her if you met her at an evening cocktail or champagne brunch on a spring day. Its what makes many in the Republican base and far right fear Obama. And much as we'd like to flatter ourselves we represent that far right of the class and caste divide that doesn't want to rock the India boat just as we're getting all comfy in it. Mayawati rocks that boat. Change, she needs.

Mayawati is as close as we get to real change. She represents more of the country than anyone else. This is a woman who rose from a land and social strata where being a woman is as good as being sheep. She has been the first woman Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh. Most people who read this column have not visited rural UP unless its to stop for lunch at a dhaba while going to see the quaint Kumbh fair. Its hard to explain just how big a deal it is that she has got to where she has. Out of 18 chief ministers in UP since independence she is the only woman. A Dalit. A Woman. Dalits celebrated. Women did not. Because seminar-attending feminists identify more with the cotton sari clad Fab Indian, not a diamond studded poplin salwar suit clad Behenji.

I'm not saying women don't have it hard in other social milieus. The trauma of one of "our" women being groped while on a rickshaw or in a market isn't unreal. Neither is obvious sexism in urban workplaces. I'm not being flippant about it but surely comparing that to the life of a woman living in UP bad lands of Mainpuri, Etawah, Faizabad is extreme self indulgence. When a cop is rude to me or a lathi wielding khaki clad lout is offensive at a police check point as I drive home late at night, I feel rage enough to sock him in the face. But if I start comparing that to the angst or rage of a community not allowed access to the village well by upper castes and cops its simply ridiculous. 

To come out of that and become the Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh is HUGE. The first time Mayawati became chief minister the then Prime Minister Narsimha Rao described it as "a miracle of Indian Democracy" (no he didn't say this to me, I quote from the book Behenji by Ajoy Bose) such was the shock that a woman like her could have succeeded Tripathis and Misras and Guptas and Pratap Singhs and Thakurs and Yadavs. Mayawati - A name that stood out with no prefix or famous surname. A name without caste since Mayawati renounced Hinduism. 

Manmohan Singh has some of those qualities of bringing people together that Obama has. He is soft spoken with no ego as such. He has been gracious and reached out to the Left after a bitter parting of ways which not many would do. Atal Bihari Vajpeyi too was perceived as one such statesman. No ego, soft spoken and the ability to take a 13 party alliance to its 5 years without a threat to his govt. He brought a Narendra Modi and Farooq Abdullah on the same platform. Mannmohan Singh too oversees a 13 party coalition pulling in different directions. Both Prime Minsiters have that ability to unite and bring many divergent views to a table even if its only for the sake of power and not change.

Now cut to rural India.

Manmohan is looked upon as one who untied the haves leaving out the have nots. Vajpayi is looked upon as the leader of the party that has promoted and overseen an upper caste dominance within the party and in states they ruled. They didn't bring cross sections of society together, they brought a longitudinal section together. In India there is a huge difference in bringing people together and bringing political parties together. And it's a mistake to assume one reflects the other. The divide in India is vertical. The unity of the polity is horizontal. It keeps the top of the pyramid clinging together because change will rock the boat. Change we need. Change we believe in.

Hard as these parties tried they couldn't stop the Mayawati juggernaut. And when Maywati came to power - no, she didn't get water, electricity or drainage systems for her shockingly poor voters in Uttar Pradesh. She named parks, erected busts and statues after Phule, Baba Ambedkar, Kanshi Ram and herself.

A very valid argument is that shouldn't 100 crores be spent of drains and nalas and roads instead of busts and parks named after dalit leaders? Absolutely, for you and me. Spirit intact - build infrastructure. But for those whose spirits have been crushed, infrastructure comes second. For a community that has been driven into the earth its not so simple. A symbol of power goes a long way just the way a black man in America goes a long way in how the world will perceive USA. Where you stand shapes what you consider important. Cleaning up corruption and empowering the marginalized are both imperative. For me the priority may be cleaning up corruption but for a dalit who has not had the courage to file an FIR even when his daughter is raped, corruption has no meaning. Social empowerment is everything even though the two are connected. The fact is that today a cop will think twice before telling a dalit woman to go home after doing what he wishes, should she come to lodge an FIR of rape in rural UP. After Mayawati came to power there is the recorded case of a woman dismembering her rapist's member when he attacked her for the nth time and going to the police station surrendering both weapons. The one that was used to humiliate and subjugate her for months and her knife, with the belief that now the government has changed and Behenji will take care of her. Change, she believed in. 

Confidence- that's the change one needs to see most. Confidence is something we take for granted. It's hard to understand that for some it's a very carefully rehearsed action. It's not an impulsive reaction. Confident action is as alien to the disempowered as restraint is to the empowered. Someone pushes me - a violent push back is impulse. It's not a thought out action, in fact we do yoga to curb such violent impulses. Turning the other cheek is a higher form of confidence when its done out of choice. It's power we take for granted. For those who cant, its new, its thrilling. Its change they need. 

The Indian Obama wont be sitting in studios of news channels, he/she will be battling the anarchic melee that is much of India. Its where stakes are higher, where failure could mean death, where battles are far messier and where the party isn't as pretty. Welcome to the other party. Mob attacks in Noida with a CEO of a multinational being beaten to death, violence in newly industrialized areas of Maharshtra, Bengal, Gujarat. Some newscasters and newspapers ask - is India heading towards anarchy? No we're not. It was always like this, we just didn't know it. What scares people most about Mayawati is that she is bringing that party to your doorstep. Change you need?

An Indian Obama isn't possible in this generation or even the next. Its arrogant and pompous to assume anyone has all the answers and can change a nation as complex as India, overnight or even over a generation. Its not possible to fix everything. As human beings or as leaders the only choices that confront anyone are - can one leave the situation better than one found it? To me homogenizing a situation makes it better. The chances of it getting cleaned up are greater if more people are involved since its in the interest of more to clean it up. Mayawati does that. If she can "level the playing field" an Obama in the next generation can get an open terrain to make a run for it. And leveling that playing field will spoil your and my landscaped garden. Change you believe in?

I'm not saying that Mayawati is the Indian Obama but before we go looking for India's Obama, think long and hard. A story I read as a kid by W W Jacobs - The Monkeys Paw, taught us, be very careful what you wish for. You might just get it, or him... or her.

QuantifyinG my SolacE

hey hey hey ............ I know that Hamilton won ......... thanx to vasu's SMS ............ but read it next day in the morning....... Quantum of Solace.........

 

Expectations were high ....... so high that I slept off after half an hour ..... and wen I woke up ... Icudnt keep a track of the movie ......... so I said wot the hell ......... sleep again ........... but to my agony the sound system didnt let that happen and I had to be awake for the rest of it .....

 

Dunno how that stupid Dominic Green (the villain- the worst in a bond movie) ........... was controlling water supply to a whole nation .......... he didnt have a big reservoir newhere ............ all he had was some shit land ........ where there was little water stored underground ............ nuthing was said how water was taken there ........ leave dat U want me to believe the whole nations water is only dat much !!!!!!!!!!!! .......... neways .......

 

About the car ………… such a waste only 5 mins for that beauty ………. Some more things were missing ……….. lemme think ……….. oh he didn’t use ne gadgets ……… some can easily mistake this movie for a die hard movie ………….. U didn’t use any gadgets in a bond movie …………….. shit after casino royale … how can u screw up so much ………….

 

the only solace (don’t wanna quantify that) I had was ............ Olga Kurylenko ........... but disappointment there too ………………..she never had a bikini scene ....................hehehehe ........... she is an absolute stunner  ........... but the movie wasnt about neone except bond's vengance ..... and guess wot he says "I don't think the dead care about vengance" ......... but he does cause he aint dead ............ 

If neone understands the complete movie please let me know here ........... ok ......... meantime I shall try n get hold of the DVD and go thru every scene and dialog again and again till I understand it ............ cause after this movie I felt really dumb ........... I started questioning my intellectual ability .... the plot was simple (vengance) but yet I seem to be all jumbled up .......Question marks flying all over ......... Y???? Y????????? Y????? Y???????? Y???????Y???

Njoy