Friday, December 28, 2012

Love!! Facebook!! Love!!

It is a story of 2020.


  8th March 2012, I logged in to fb. As usual there were 10 new notifications, no messages, but unexpectedly also there was a friend request from someone named *ALYSSA TAYLOR*.


                          Confused with the reason of a girls request on my fb account without any mutual friends, and 'cause of natural boys behavior, I accepted the request.
                          Yes, I must tell you who she was. She was a then -11th std. student from *Goias*,which is a state of *Brazil* (which hardly any Indian would know) , and a catholic christian.
                  The  'Facebook effect' started our regular conversations for hours together,and this lasted for next 6 years. Finally, we fell in love.We finally ended up deciding to get married. learning about this,friends and family denied and tried explaining the cons. But two true lovers finally got married on *18th August 2018*.                                               
                She came to India, and lived with me. Our life went on smoothly till I was working. But unfortunately, I lost my job . I went back home, and here the problem arose. The problem originated due to the out vast cultural differences.She didn't know how respect and behave in our culture.Neither did I,in her case.People of our village started hating her and me. this  caused regular fights and, finally led to divorce.
                                            *Yes, WE WERE A DIVORCED COUPLE NOW.*
                  
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She went her way back home. I remained silent.. Now I was all alone and decided to marry again. This time to
girl of my *own caste*.
my *own caste* on fb. Having learnt,in the hard way,not to marry outside my caste, there was no option other than searching my own caste. 
                     Finally I was in love again. She was 25,a Chartered Accountant, and from my caste. Being my love she agreed marrying me, understanding my problems. Finally I was married again.
                     She came, situations reversed. People now started liking her. People started liking me too. My job returned to me.
               Still you must be wondering what job did I do? Yes, I was a Software Engineer. Both of us were posted in Hyderabad.
                   Life went smoothly again. I felt very happy being married to her. But, even this peace didn't last long. She worked from 8 AM to 3 PM. Even I was a working person from 2 PM to 11 PM. We had no time for each other. Also we never tried gaining time for each other, as both of us felt the importance of job over the importance of each other...
  Causing the same situation..... 
  Daily fights... 
  and finally leading to...
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*DIVORCE*

*DIVORCE*

                     I Tried a lot, no one was willing to marry off their daughter or sister to a divorced young man of 26. this was the age where i was supposed to enjoy life, and i ended up losing everything, especially my happiness
                      I didn't want to be lonely again. I searched unmarried girls in all the groups related to
                     Finally I was in love again. She was 25,a Chartered Accountant, and from my caste. Being my love she agreed marrying me, understanding my problems. Finally I was married again.
                     She came, situations reversed. People now started liking her. People started liking me too. My job returned to me.
               Still you must be wondering what job did I do? Yes, I was a Software Engineer. Both of us were posted in Hyderabad.
                   Life went smoothly again. I felt very happy being married to her. But, even this peace didn't last long. She worked from 8 AM to 3 PM. Even I was a working person from 2 PM to 11 PM. We had no time for each other. Also we never tried gaining time for each other, as both of us felt the importance of job over the importance of each other...
  Causing the same situation..... 
  Daily fights... 
  and finally leading to...
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Saturday, December 22, 2012

A LETTER TO DAMINI-The Delhi Rape Victim

A Letter from the common man to Damini - The Delhi Rape Victim.
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This letter will probably never reach you, Damini. And if by chance it does, I hope when you're feeling a little better, you read it.
Outside your room in the hospital, outside the corridors smelling of medicine, outside the operating theaters, the world is crumbling. Thousands of people are protesting, signing petitions, updating facebook statuses, writing to the PM - all to bring justice to the accused. Some people want them hung. Some want them castrated. Some want them to be handed over to the public.

Obviously, none of this will actually happen.

I read in an article somewhere that death penalties can only be given to the rarest of rare cases. And (it continued to say) that unless the victim dies, it cannot be eligible for a rarest of rare case.

Kasab qualifies because he killed many in cold blood. Your rapists apparently don't.

We live in India Damini. A country of complications and contradictions. A country with age old laws and age old people fiercely guarding them.

I got an invititation on facebook today. It read "Save women". The event was at India gate, I believe. I remember shaking my head when I saw the invitation. Save women? All in the course of one day?

Things are not looking good Damini. Not for you, not for Delhi, not for India and not for humanity. People are people, but only bodily so. Inside, they're animals. A man guns down little children in a school. Someone murders his own mother. Four drunk men rape and almost kill a defenseless woman. No, things aren't looking good at all.

Perhaps the damn Mayans were right. Perhaps the world is going to end.

Because as far as I'm concerned, this is the end, right here. When humanity fails, there's nothing to look forward to. All the education we've received, all the upbringing we've had, all the degrees we've religiously collected, all the Gods and Goddesses we believe in - amounts to precious little if at the end of the day, we're but as wild as a beast.

And even animals are better than us.

Outside the hospital, there's a blame war raging. The BJP's blaming the Congress. The Congress is blaming it's Police force. The police force is blaming the society. The society is blaming the party in power. And so, like passing the parcel, everyone's shifting their baggage of responsibility to the next person.

Meanwhile, the people who really care, the people who are affected, are organizing protests and candlelight marches. The people who care, are praying for your speedy recovery.

Because Damini, the truth is this.Nothing else can be done.

Shinde says measures are being put in place. No more tinted windows. More patrolling. Speedier case hearings. But you know and I know, and I know that you know that these are mere words.

In a few days, there will be more sensational news. (Paris Hilton coming to India perhaps, who knows?) And you will be forgotten. Your case will suffer the same fate hundreds of cases of despicable crime has suffered -they'll fall into a void of nothingness.

Damini, I wanted to apologize to you.

Because I don't think you've heard it yet. And you need to.

I apologize on behalf of all the men who stare, the men who strip women nude with their eyes inside lifts on a regular basis. I apologize for the men who justify such acts by pointing fingers at the clothes that women wear. I apologize for the police officer whose hungry eyes make you think twice about writing a complaint.

But most of all, I apologize for the scarring trauma and pain my side of the sex has caused you.

From all the Men, We wish you a speedy recovery.. :'( :'(

Obviously, none of this will actually happen.
I read in an article somewhere that death penalties can only be given to the rarest of rare cases. And (it continued to say) that unless the victim dies, it cannot be eligible for a rarest of rare case.
Kasab qualifies because he killed many in cold blood. Your rapists apparently don't.
We live in India Damini. A country of complications and contradictions. A country with age old laws and age old people fiercely guarding them.
I got an invititation on facebook today. It read "Save women". The event was at India gate, I believe. I remember shaking my head when I saw the invitation. Save women? All in the course of one day?
Things are not looking good Damini. Not for you, not for Delhi, not for India and not for humanity. People are people, but only bodily so. Inside, they're animals. A man guns down little children in a school. Someone murders his own mother. Four drunk men rape and almost kill a defenseless woman. No, things aren't looking good at all.
Perhaps the damn Mayans were right. Perhaps the world is going to end.
Because as far as I'm concerned, this is the end, right here. When humanity fails, there's nothing to look forward to. All the education we've received, all the upbringing we've had, all the degrees we've religiously collected, all the Gods and Goddesses we believe in - amounts to precious little if at the end of the day, we're but as wild as a beast.
And even animals are better than us.
Outside the hospital, there's a blame war raging. The BJP's blaming the Congress. The Congress is blaming it's Police force. The police force is blaming the society. The society is blaming the party in power. And so, like passing the parcel, everyone's shifting their baggage of responsibility to the next person.
Meanwhile, the people who really care, the people who are affected, are organizing protests and candlelight marches. The people who care, are praying for your speedy recovery.
Because Damini, the truth is this.Nothing else can be done.
Shinde says measures are being put in place. No more tinted windows. More patrolling. Speedier case hearings. But you know and I know, and I know that you know that these are mere words.
In a few days, there will be more sensational news. (Paris Hilton coming to India perhaps, who knows?) And you will be forgotten. Your case will suffer the same fate hundreds of cases of despicable crime has suffered -they'll fall into a void of nothingness.
Damini, I wanted to apologize to you.
Because I don't think you've heard it yet. And you need to.
I apologize on behalf of all the men who stare, the men who strip women nude with their eyes inside lifts on a regular basis. I apologize for the men who justify such acts by pointing fingers at the clothes that women wear. I apologize for the police officer whose hungry eyes make you think twice about writing a complaint.
But most of all, I apologize for the scarring trauma and pain my side of the sex has caused you.
From all the Men, We wish you a speedy recovery.. :'( :'(

Sunday, October 21, 2012

A BIHARI : IN SUPPORT OF MR. RAJ THACKREY

Yes I m a Bihari and like any other Bihari I also hate Mr. Raj Thackrey not by his personality but due to his statements (as shown by the news channels). Sometime I think why do he keep on blamming we Biharis ( or in his language the BHAIYAS). Do he have some kind of Hatredness for us??
                But before you think of some question; a question to all BHAIYAS:- Did u ever try to investigate whether the statements shown by our most respected news reportes are correct upto the mark or its just 'bana-banaya' for the fame of the channel.
                Yes I know what's the question striking your mind now. Even I read that and why woudn't I? The news was flashed very recently. According to Times of India of 8th September 2012: The book written by father of Mr. Balasaheb Thackrey, Mr. Prabodhankar Keshav Sitaram Thackrey about Kayastha Community clearly states that their ancestors were from Magadh province of Bihar. In the anxiety to gain a point in my favour which would increase my hatredness for Mr. Thackery: I tried all the aspects in search of the truth but came to the conclusion , there is no where mentioned in the book thet they belonged to Magadh but its clearly mentioned that the Kayastha community originated from Magadh province.
            Oh Shit!! It ruined my expectations. I coudn't gain even a single point in my favour for the support of hatredness. But this investigation reversed my mindset for him.
           To say franckly, I now appreciate him for trying his best and also fighting alone against the BLOODY criminals spoiling our nation. Now you may question me what was it during the investigation that I came across which brought this drastic change in me?? Yes I would surely share it with you.
           The same day I was watching his interview with Mr Arnab on the news channel Times Now. which led me to few conclusions Specially I must talk about Mumbai. Aren't there migrants from other states like Gujarat, Punjab, South Indian States settled in Mumbai but did you ever see the name of any such outer state people's name flashing in some criminal act. What can we conclude from this . It's we the bhaiya's who are endulge in these acts.
           Yes I would like to remind you again I am a Bihari and like any other Bihari I hate Mr. Raj Thackrey!!
           The another most important thing I understand from this conversation was, Why did Mr. Thackrey try to ban hindi news channels from Maharastra. Wasn't it like critising the mothertounge of our nation.
          Isn't this question striking your mind?? But I say it was not Because there was a valid reason for this: The reason is that these hindi channels do not show what Mr. Thackrey  or other politicians exactly speak because these hindi channels are mostly viewed in UP, Bihar and Delhi. Even the channels do not feel shame to say you are our TRP upon being asked the reason to do so.
         Now don't we have to understand whether Mr. Thackrey is correct or those news channels. Should we just go on the words of those news channels. Try relating these situation with some other where the news channels were caught doing so.
         As a conclusion its just the thing that one person willing to do something better but we unite to blame him and try to throw him away from his path.
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AT LAST I WOULD LIKE TO REMIND YOU AGAIN. I AM A BIHARI AND MY THINKING CAN NEVER CHANGE. EVEN NOW I HATE MR. RAJ THACKREY!!!!!!!!

Friday, June 8, 2012

ANTICORRUPTIONISTS-CORRUPTED THERESELVES

Today is the time where everyone questions about corruption. Starting from Mr. Anna Hazare to Baba Ramdev everyone is busy.Everyone is trying to bring back the black money.But for that, they don't see how much black money is in there account.Where is the money which is looted by Ramdev by his Yog Shivirs and that Patanjali Ayurvedic Medicines.


                                  In order to bring back the black money first the collection of it must be stopped within the country and all must unite. But what's happening. Instead of uniting everyone is blaming each other. Just yesterday it was Mr. Digvijay Singh blaming Mr. Ramdev Baba. even Mr. Anna Hazare was blaming Dr. Manmohan Singh. If we work in this way just for earning fame and we go on blaming each other, we would never be able to finish up corruption and bring back the black money.


                                When whole India is following this path of blaming and questioning others: Why should I be back::??????????


                                                      Even I have a question::
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IF SOME YOGA TEACHER STARTS SOME WORK AS PART TIME FOR BLACK MONEY (JUST FOR FAME), IS HE RESPECTABLE?????????