29 November 2008

Mumbai Terror Attacks : Lack of Poilitical Leadership - Wall Street Journal

The world all over is beginning to realize how inept the Indian Government is in thwarting such terrorists strikes even before they happen. They point out, and correctly so, that the Indian Political leadership has been found wanting in protecting the common man from such dangers. The time is not one for jingoistic patriotism, but to wake up to stark reality and learn lessons from such mistakes and pledge that this soil will not ever be used for perpetrating such horrible crimes. The Congress leaders need to take stock of the situation from the point of view of National security and tighten the laws. They just need to stop themselves from thinking of the 'election' once in their lifetime. Hereunder is an excerpt from an article of Wall Street Journal :

"Its intelligence units are understaffed and lack resources. Coordination among the country's 28 state police forces is poor. The country's anti-terror legal architecture is also inadequate," it said. "A lack of political leadership is to blame," the Journal stressed.

The Australian newspaper the Sydney Morning Herald described Mumbai as a "soft target." Under the banner headline "Massacre in Mumbai," it said the nature of the attacks and the singling out of US and British nationals suggested a wider agenda than usual militant attacks in India.

My question to the so called "think-tanks", the so called "policy-makers", the insensitive Indian Political machine (mainly the Congress) is this : 'If the outsiders can see and understand what's causing the problem in our home, then tell me for God's sake, why cant you, the head of the families ?'

We deny help from the outsiders, saying our Army is efficient enough. Of course, there's no questioning the quality and skills of our brave soldiers, we salute them for what they have been doing so far. The crux of the matter is, if we deny help then at least make it look like it is fair. I mean, equip our army, the soldiers with the latest technology, world-class training, etc. Give them what they want. Encourage them. Raise their salaries. The surplus can be directly cut from the various number of redundant politicians!! I mean, they say the paunch is the measure of prosperity!! Look at our corrupt politicians and their pot-bellies and you'll get the picture. It seems, they not only shovel the dirty money into various off shore bank accounts, they also seem to stuff some of it inside their stomach linings. That's the reason for their ever-rising waistline.

Ok, right, enough of politician bashing.

Let's take a moment to salute all the brave men who lost their lives in line of duty while protecting the lives of scores of innocent people.

WITH MY HEAD HELD HIGH, I SALUTE YOU THE BRAVE MEN OF NSG, THE MARINE COMMANDOS (MARCOS), THE ARMY, THE LOCAL POLICEMEN, THE STAFF OF TAJ AND OTHERS WHO HELPED.

JAI HIND.

28 November 2008

MUMBAI : Terrorists strike again!

Mumbai is struck once again by the terrorists. We watch haplessly as they go on killing innocent souls so mercilessly. They do not have a morsel of humanity left in them. These cowardly bastards hide inside an enclosure and fight. Let them come out in the open and see how many seconds they last! Cowards all of them! Don't they have their own family? How would they like to see the spectacle of watching their own get killed without batting an eyelid? Without ever being guilty? What Jihad are you talking of, you village idiots? Your mind is so filled with all the crap that the local Mullah preaches, that you forget you cannot take one's life if you cannot CREATE one! It is so elementary!! But, how would you know? You have chosen to be ignorant. You have chosen to let your mind be raped by those Islamist fundamentalists, who themselves are safe and miles away when you rouges are perpetrating such heinous crimes. You Jihadists are such a sad bunch of sadistic cowards. You think you will be awarded Paradise, "Jannat", after you are done with spraying bullets mercilessly on innocent people? You think allah waits for you with extended arms in Heaven? No! You poor bastards! Neither allah nor any God of any religion is waiting for, you, you ugly sods! The only thing waiting for you you is ETERNAL HELL. You will burn there. Burn there for every soul you have killed. You will be tortured, like you have tortured us every time we stepped out of our homes, knowing not if we'd return back home alive. You will be shred to pieces like you have done so with your Jihadist bombs. You think your God cares for you? Wrong! Your god does not like people who take other people's lives at the drop of a hat.

With whom is your fight ? With the governments? Then go negotiate with the concerned people. Why kill us innocent humans. What the F*** have we ever done to you or your family. You mindless clods are happily killing our family members and when the Hindu fundamentalists do the same on the pretext of revenge, you whine like little babies and cry foul? What happened to all the bravery, the Jihadi bullshit? "Holy War" ???!! You dim witted SOBs, do you even know the meaning of HOLY? Holy is another word for being 'righteous'. Can you call what you are doing as righteous? Education! Education is what you want! Not cross-border training in the skills of firing an AK-47 or lobbing grenades.

We Indians need to rise as one! We need to show the door out to the Govts, who cannot protect us. After all, we are electing them because we think they would do a better job than us. Now if they can't, let them resign. Let them surrender their posts, for the next person who is better than him. After all, in a big country like India whose army is one of the biggest in the world, can it not defend its motherland when a bunch of foreign trained terrorists force her to fall on her knees? What are we coming to? We should have Netas like Subhash Chandra Bose and Sardar Vallabhai Patel.

Dr. Manmohan Singh, we have a great respect and the highest regard for you as a taintless politician. But we cannot let you have such an incompetent person such as Shivraj Patil to be the Defence Minister of India. Surely with your intelligence you can find a better man for the job of handling the security of India. The man just goes on blabbering pointless issues trying to divert the attention from the crux of the matter. He's so confused. You just have to look at him on the TV interviews. You can't miss it!

Bring back the POTA if you want to talk to the terrorists in their own language. No Mercy! Yeah! They'd surely understand.

Show some fight. Show some courage. Take the fight to them. They want to talk with guns and bombs. Sure. let us do that. Let's talk to them with guns and bombs. Let's blow their collective Jihadi minds to smithereens. See if they survive that and if they do, then let's talk to them in plain human language. Until then, let's just return the fire. Let them know the consequences of playing f***ing hardball with us. Oh, so you think we can't play the game. Sure we can. Let's just decide on a place away from the civilization and then we will show you. We will come at you so strong, you ugly cowards will not even know what hit you.

It's because of you that the Muslims are being treated so badly all over the world. You have spoiled the name of Islam. If this continues, then the religion itself will be on the brink of extinction. Your mind is so filled with shit, your mental faculties cannot comprehend anything beyond Jihad, Guns & Bombs. You are the truest INFIDELS. You are that, because, Islam doesn't teach you to kill and that's exactly what you DON'T BELIEVE. So who are the INFIDELS, you dogs?

Oh I am so sorry doggies all over he world, for having these animals equated with you !!!!!!!!!!!

26 November 2008

Copy of post at the Vidyanagar@Kamareddy Community in Orkut

Here's a copy of the topic i had initiated at one of the communities of Orkut called Vidyanagar@Kamareddy :



My Friends from VidyaNagar Colony, Kamareddy - I

Hello KMR.

I have a lot of childhood memories of this great place. I was brought up here. I still remember my friends. I am in contact with 3 of them. Sajid, Nitesh & Nitin Kanugenti. We used to play galli cricket till our elders used to scold us crazy!

Two more friends i remember are : Srujan and Krishna from the same colony. There was one guy who was senior to us called Ram Raju who used to live beside our home. Then there were our 'goti' partners Ramesh and Ratnakar both brothers and both sons of some Police Officer (i don't seem to remember now, it's been a good 20 years!!). Ramesh was the elder of the brothers and we paired for our goti games! We won a lot of the them. Then we used to play Gilli-Danda and Cricket in an open space called 'ground'. Now the ground has been covered with apartment buildings.

Then there was Javed who, i hear, still lives in the same house. Some consistency!! This guy was a great Break-Dancer of our times! There was Rustom, whom i still try to maintain contact by visiting his home. Rustom's brothers were Musa & Irfan. Rustom and i went for a very late night movie once on Shivarati day. We got scolded badly. They used to arrange a 3rd show (after the 2nd show which usually begins at 10:30 pm) on a special days like Shivaratri and Jagne Ki Raat.

Rustom and i also used to go for fishing in the nearby 'Matthadi', a small pond on the outskirts of KMR. And when it rained heavily, we literally used to catch fish right on the streets of our colony!! Rustom used to throw the fishes in the well at his home. My fishes went inside small earthen box, which i kept on the terrace.

I had friends from my English Medium School (Vani Vidyalayamu - the old school near the Railway Station) until the 7th std (year 1990) namely in the order of : Abdul Hafeez (used to be my best buddy), Vishal Agrawal, Laxma Reddy (my brother's best friend), Venu Madahav Rao, Nagarjun Reddy, Rajashekar Reddy, Madhuri (the lone girl in our class).

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From the 8th std till the 10th std which i did from Z.P.P.B.H.S (near the Post Office) here are my friends. Mohd.Sajid Hussein (my best buddy and also my brother's), Venu (the baniya), Gowrishanker (Venu's cuz, Sheik Ahmed (the hulk), Maruti (the hulk's tiny best friend), Vishnu Vardhan. We were all locals.

And now the non-locals, namely the Devenpalli & Lingampalli gang. Now, these two side-by-side hamlets are only 4 kilometers from KMR. The most sharpest of them and the lone competitor to us locals was Rajendra Prasad. Last time i heard, he took up a job as a teacher after finishing his Graduate studies. So there's one feather in his cap! Then there was Anjaneyulu (the small wiry guy,who always used to wear a monkey-cap, regardless to the weather outside. We always used to tease him saying he should ride his bicycle carefully for the winds were blowing at the speed of 2kms per hour!! Such was his tiny frame!) Rajendra always protected his tiny buddy from his hamlet. There was one Satyanarayana Goud whose family owned an arrack store. He used to befriend us locals. Then there was one K.Srinivas from a nearby hamlet (the name of which i do not recall now) who was a very quiet person.

We used to go to Devenpalli & Lingampalli to steal mangoes from the Mango orchards. It was great fun, and the fruits of the toil were always sweet!! We used to go to pick up Custard Apples (Sithaphal) in the other direction from KMR. We used bicycles for our trips! Now i can't even think of riding 2 kms!!

Oh it was such a wonderful life then! So many fond memories. Such bright and crispy days for holidaying! So many amazing places to go to! So many friends to make. So many adventures to experience. So much peace to drown in! I could go on!! Hopefully next time around.

So see ya ..... if any one of the above mentioned friends read this, please contact me. It would be nice to meet old friends again!!

Bye

Rajesh Pandharpurkar
Hyderabad

23 November 2008

BLOGGING FROM THE MOBILE - ON WAY TO KAMAREDDY BY A TRAIN

People living in abject poverty, people struggling to earn a decent square meal per day. I see their clothes strung on a rope. Whites have turned into pale yellows. Perhaps it's the sweat of the hard working person. Tiny holes in them. Images like these haunt you. and the feeling of utter helplessness tortures the mind even more. it's times like these when your faith in the almighty goes for a toss. not that you are an aethist, but you wish once, just once you had the power of GOD. You would show Him how you'd punish the guilty and reward the just. really, why does not He do what is expected of Him. are we asking too much? come on, we are merely asking that the sinners be rewarded with appropriate punishment. is this too much. of course, He knows it isn't so. so one thing is established. we know that God knows. so who's stopping Him? why wait until Judgement day or end of Kalyug. how can He see his faithful suffer at the hands of such monsters. the corrupt politicians, the bane of this country, how's it that their wealth graph goes only one way. up. where do the efforts of the law abiding common man go? to a meaningless waste? why the inequality? why the suffering? i know God created this world and the man 'made' it into what it is today. agreed. but he's supposed to have powers, right? why not use'em ? if there was ever a time to use powers, then it is now. what is he waiting for? some sort of sign? if it is a sign if wants, then take a look down. He'll find many. it's a sign when the lust filled bastards rape a defenceless girl, woman and a child. a child for god's sake!! how horrible can one get. it's a sign, when old people get robbed of their only possessions. and get killed if they resist. it's a sign dear God, because the old resisted for they do not know who to depend on, as their infidel children have thrown them out. injustice and sin has consumed your world God. come down and cleanse it. get rid of these filthy rouges and foul atmosphere. your faithful are choking for some justice, some equality, some peace. IT'S TIME, GOD. BLOODY TIME.

21 November 2008

Mobile technology to your rescue in a boring wedding function!!

I am here at a friend's sister's wedding. And i came alone!! pretty strong basis for a damn boring begining!! I congratulate my friend and wait by way of sitting on a plastic chair. people come and go past me, yet not a single face is registered in the database of my mind. you know it takes guts of steel to even 'think' of attending the function much less actually going there!! Suddenly the friend's brother invites me to the reception area where dinner is served. i protest saying, i haven't even met the newly weds!! more later......

14 November 2008

Well, nothing to write really! At least as i am writing this! Let's see what the depths of this mind brew up as i go along. 

Firstly, this has been a very cold, sad and a dull day. I woke up at 5 AM. A chilly draft of air greeted me when i opened the doors. It was so cold, i cancelled even the idea of doing 'Pranayams'. A fairly simple breathing excercise. Heard it makes your life & health better. You sit in a meditating posture, inhale through one nostril, while closing the other with your finger. Keep inhaling until you feel like your lungs are full, hold the breath for a few seconds, and exhale through the other nostril, while keeping the former closed with your finger. Keep on repeating this for atleast 15 minutes. It clears the airways inside your lungs. And it also increases the lung capacity to hold air. The more your lungs can accomodate, the more you can breathe. And the more you breathe, the more Oxygen your body gets supplied. More Oxygen means good health.

As the reader might have already noticed my usuage of the word 'sad' in the previous paragraph, i now wish to throw more light on it. Later in the day i got to know the passing away of a cousin of mine. He had been ill for a long time now. There were a series of operations performed on him in the begining. It seems to have left the body ravaged. It repulsed and rejected each operation and complicated the whole situation. Finally, the advancements in the medical field kept him alive for a brief period of time, before the doctors gave up. The family was advised to take him back home, for the good doctors realized the futileness of continuing the treatement. After all, even a doctor cannot help when the body decides to give up. And so on the way, as he was being taken to his hometown after passing the city, his soul finally decided to remove itself from the devasted body.

All of 55 years he was !  He was the only son of my eldest aunty, who too had departed for Heaven a long time back........

Brought my self up-to-date with the latest post on the Big B's blog. What a truly remarkable human he is! If only our politicians had even an iota of the humanity this great man has, India and its people would have benefited greatly. I use the term 'iota' intentionally, because there are so many politicians and collectively the 'iotas' from these opportunists (leave a small group of 'em) would form a great sea of humanity, quite literally !! Also because, the rulers of this great country neither have the heart nor have the capability of having any more than an 'IOTA' of 'Humanity' .

I sign off with a very uncertain mind about the times to come.

Rajesh G Pandharpurkar