Saturday, November 29, 2008

Dear Neta Log and Arm Chair Generals

1) Raj Thackerey Saheb: Maj. Sandeep was a MALLU from the BIHAR regiment who died so that you could rest your stinky ass in peace at Shivaji Park. Where was your brave sena when this attack was taking place? Maybe he should have refused to come down here, as you want only Marathi Manoos to be in Mumbai

2) Amar Singhji: Were the terrorists killed in this attack also your beta? Or maybe vote bank politics dictates that all the brave officers killed where killed by their own men? Don't you want a Judicial enquiry?

3) Lalooji: Do you still want the ban on SIMI lifted? Or maybe, yeah aapke bacche the, jo rasta bhatak gaye?

4) Madam President: On the face of this tragedy, your holiday in Indonesia is uncalled for. And cancelling appointments because V.P Singh died and forgetting about the 200+ in Mumbai, just goes to show that you are fit for the kitchen of an ex and future PM not as a President

5) V.P Singh: You should have died earlier. But then remembering the violence that you unleashed on the students, you deserved to die now, and remain confined to one column. Glad to forget you

6) Manmohan Singhji: Speak like a damned Prime Minister. Not like some Goddamned economist. Soft speak is not the need of the hour. Heard of fists of thunder?

7) Signora Sonia: "Hum is ghatana ki kari neenda karte hain" is a mother hood statement. Please refer point 6 above

8) Shivraj Patil: Time you committed suicide dude. Resignation is for people responsible for a Fuck Up, not for a carnage

9) L.K. Advani: From when did Hemant Karkare become your Hero?

10) Narendra Modi: We know, Gujrat is a rich state. Please keep your charity for those commandoes killed in Akshardham. Anyone remembers Surjan Singh Bhandari?

11) All Arm Chair Generals: The NSG, MARCOS, Army, ATF, Police and Fire Brigade know their job. They have been trained much better than you, and have experienced much more than you. Please keep your gob shut and applaud them. And next time there is a pay revision, kindly think of increasing their pay.

Foot Note: This Country of mine, declared a 7 day mourning for a random PM, who was anyway going to die. For the 200+ killed in the attacks, well life goes on. Next week, you shall return to being dead and becoming a statistic. The famed resilience of the Maximum City will take over. But, there will not be a question, there will not be answers. Nothing will change. For we have brought this upon us. If, we the People of India, do not forget our differences and stand united, we will be targetted again, and again and again; from land, sea and air. And all we can do is stand by and watch.

Friday, November 28, 2008

with media like these, who needs spies and informers???

Long long time ago, in a certain age of innocence, I was a fan of 24X7 news reporting. I used to be awed by the courage showed by these men and women as they reported from the front line. But then some where down the line, that awe started to vanish. And over the last two days, as Bombay faces its worst invasion, that awe has given way to disgust.

I mean how stupid can you get? If NSG commandos are carrying out an operation, you are showing the helicopters coming in with the commandos? The terrorists sitting inside need not even look out of the damned window. He just has to switch on the TV and watch a damned news channel. He will know approximately how many commandos are coming, which way are they coming, what is happening much better than if he had an informer in the crowd below.

Get a life, 24X7 news channels. In your quest for TRP, you are blurring the line between honest reporting and actual playing into the hands of the enemy.

And as for the questions....I used to adore Barkha Dutt.....but sorry lady....your lame questions have really put me fan less for you....

Thursday, November 27, 2008

In memoriam.... Mumbai 26/11

Cry my country!! Cry!!!

rambling post.....

An invasion from the sea. And a President who is only fit to cook for an ex-Prime Minister says, "hum ghatna ki ninda karten hain" Madam, how about coming back to India? A Prime Minister who stays in bed. A Home Minister who shouldn't resign....rather should commit suicide..
.....body count mounting.....and terror hits home

Police Officers are corrupt, police officers take bribes, their salaries shouldnt be increased....350 police officers should protect one corrupt Chief Minister.....police officers should be used to keep roads clear in peak hour traffic so that neta log can travel in speed......then the same police officers are asked to fight well armed terrorists with vintage equipment, and lay down their lives.......... where does my tax money go? When I am paying taxes why cant you furnish proper equipments for those who are responsible for protecting me?

Army Officers are grudged their canteen facilities, they are grudged their orderlies, they are grudged their salaries.....and today when you need them to fight these invaders, you ask them to step in. They step in, a collective sigh of relief goes up.....we are safe......but when they ask for an increase in pay.....Ohh no!! we cant do that......the Maj. Gen. should go inside the Oberoi only when there are terrorists inside, other wise he is better confined to his Mess.......

Cry my country.....Cry for the leaders you elect are spineless scums of the worst kind....Cry my country for you could never recognise a hero even if he came in front of you.....cry my country for all you can think of is you and your immediate family........the rest are just statistics......cry my country for anyone can come to rape you and your sons can only stand by saying intelligenc failure and your daughters stand around with questions "How does it feel that your dad is a hostage?" .......cry my country.......for you dont deserve to be a nation at all.......

How about the citizens asking for a general election? How about dismissing this government? How about military rule? How about removing this concept of universal adult franchise? I think that concept has been raped beyond recognition......we need a new system to give voice to the poor and rich alike......democracy just doesnt work here.....

On a sad note......the entire XL family grieves today as they have lost a son-in-law a week before the the Lord give strength and forbearance to the Bride and both the families as they cope with this loss......

On a sad note......the country weeps for 14 of her sons who lost their lives defending her honor......

And a note to Madam President and the Congress (I).......rubber stamp president is a word....spine less is another word.....but when there is an attack on the Country, the Country expects its leaders to be there.....if they want to be called leaders.....

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Obama's speech

Obama has finally been elected as the next President of United States of America. If there is any country that has come to terms with its past it is the USA. And coming to real terms. Not the fraud coming to terms by electing a Dalit President or Sikh Prime Minister and still bickering about caste and region. Here is the transcript of his victory speech. Brilliant piece if ever there was.

If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much.

It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.

It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It’s the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.

I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he’s fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.

I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation’s next First Lady, Michelle Obama.

Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the White House. And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office.

We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.

It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause.

It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.

I know you didn’t do this just to win an election and I know you didn’t do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead.

For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.

There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor’s bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep.

We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can’t solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree.

And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it’s been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.

Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity.

Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.

As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, “We are not enemies, but friends…Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection.” And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.

To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that “We Shall Overcome.” Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much.

But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America.

Saturday, November 08, 2008


Was watching the frenzied support that Obama has in India. And the applause when he won. Wonder whether his so called supporters in India have any clue on his policies, views, background or track record???

Wouldn't it be better if these supporters decided to vote in India instead of worrying about the election in US??

Saturday, November 01, 2008


Campus Dreams, Dream Company, Dream Job, Dream Location, Dream is based on dreams.....and then one day....Dream company after dream company don't give you an offer, dream job after dream job don't actually work out the way it is supposed to......Dream Girl vanishes from your life......

Crashed dreams, shattered dreams, dreams lying broken under the harsh arc light of an unforgiving world....some steps when taken burn boats and bridges leaving not a charred remain for you to step back......and then from amongst the a phoenix doesn't rise....that happens only in Dreams.....from amongst the ruins.....a tear falls.........

Watching your dreams crash around you.......watching your dream walk off with someone else......watching your dream being rejected by the person who got it........

Life.....goes on.....