Here I am....

After a long gap I am back in blogosphere.Its been more than three months I have written anything in my blog. Though I wrote one in Sep it was just for namesake.My stint in Bengaluru erstwhile Bangalore was quite eventful. Bangalore is a place which I have been hearing since my childhood yet never had been to there. Even though I had got a chance before I declined and believe me I had to pay heavily for it. Then for some weird reason I was always in love with Chennai. Anyway this time when I was offered an opportunity in Bangalore I accepted it thinking that at least once I should be there and see hows the IT hub of India. Thus in June I bade adieu to Chennai and landed in Bangalore. I reached there at night. As the train nearing to the city I felt like I was entering into darkness. That feeling I always had whenever I was out in night. Then the most appreciated climate of Bangalore. I don't remember when was the last time I had a severe cold. But after two weeks in Bangalore I was in the hands of cold and was literally bed ridden. My office was near to MG Road so you can say I was in the heart of the city. There was no direct bus from my place to MG Road. So I had to go to Sivajinagar Bus Stand and from there get another bus to my PG. Whether you believe it or not I got the bus to stand the first week five different places. And the traffic police and bus conductors speak no language other than Kannada(Not sure they were doing this even after knowing Hindi or English) which was more or less like Greek or Latin to me.And if I ask someone who can communicate they are totally blank and say sorry.I wonder if only I had these problems. There is a mutual understanding between passengers and conductors by charging less but not giving the ticket. Nevertheless to ask where does this money go. In the signal there is no traffic police and you have to run if you want your life and cross the road. Most of the signals doesn't have a signal for pedestrians.


Wow....Now I feel like I have kept the burden down from my mind. Those who love Bangalore please do forgive me if the criticism is too much. May be I am being too much cynic wrote all these.Can you say these are just made up ones?Sure these are only one side of the coin. I hope I ll we ll see the other side of the coin in the next post.

Happy Teacher's Day..................

Well....I did not have a plan to write about teacher's day....But thenI got a mail which was the address of our former president APJ Abdul Kalam on the eve of Teacher's Day broadcasted on All India Radio.Just thought of sharing it with you....I have always thought teaching as a noble job. And all my teachers always have a very special place in my heart...When I was asked what would you become when you grow up, my immediate answer was to be a teacher though I am not one now. We have heard of the relationship between Drona and Arjuna in which the teacher loved his student more than his own son.But today neither the teachers nor the students have a cherishable relationship leave aside teachers considering their students as their own children. The whole education system has become a business. Teaching has become just another job. The one people prefers when they can't get any other job. They don't have the passion or commitment.However to all the teachers including my mom who have played a major role in shaping me the way I am, wish a very happy teacher's day.

Following is the Full text of the former Indian President's A.P.J. ABDUL KALAM address on the eve of Teachers' Day.
Dear listeners of All India Radio and teachers, my greetings to all of you.
I am talking to you on the special occasion of Teachers' Day. On this day, we gratefully remember the great educationist Dr Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, whose dream was that "Teachers should be the best minds in the country". Hence, Teachers' Day is very important for all our people, for our students and even for all the parents, as the teachers lay the foundation for creating enlightened citizens for the nation. On this day, I would like to recall three teachers who helped me in shaping my life.
To begin with I am going to talk to you about my father Janab Avul Pakir Jainulabdeen, as a teacher. My father taught me a great lesson when I was a young boy. What was that lesson? It was just after India got Independence. At that time Panchayat board elections took place at Rameswaram. My father was elected Panchayat Board member and on the same day he was also elected the president of the Rameswaram Panchayat Board. Rameswaram Island was a beautiful place with 30,000 populations. At that time they elected my father as Panchayat Board president not because he belonged to a particular religion or a particular caste or spoke a particular language or for his economic status. He was elected only on the basis of his nobility of mind and for being a good human being. Dear listeners, I would like to narrate one incident that took place on the day he was elected president of the Panchayat Board.
I was at that time studying in school. Those days we did not have electricity and we used to study under ration kerosene lamps. I was reading the lessons loudly and I heard a knock at the door. We never used to lock the door in Rameswaram in those days. Somebody opened the door, came in and asked me where my father was? I told him that father had gone for the evening namaz. Then he said, I have brought something for him, can I keep it here? Since my father had gone for namaz, I shouted for my mother to get her permission to receive the item. Since she was also on the namaz there was no response. I asked the person to leave the item on the cot. After that I continued my studies.
I used to learn by reading aloud in my younger days. I was reading loud and fully concentrating on my studies. At that time my father came in and saw a tambalum kept in the cot. He asked me "What is this? Who has given that?" I told him, "Somebody came and has kept this for you". He opened the cover of the tambalum and found there was a costly dhoti, angawastram, some fruits and some sweets and he could see the slip that the person had left behind. I was the youngest child of my father, he really loved me and I also loved him a lot. He was upset at the sight of the tambalum and gifts.
That was the first time I saw him very angry and also that was the first time I had got a thorough beating from him. I got frightened and started weeping. My mother embraced and consoled me. Then my father came and touched my shoulder lovingly with affection and advised me not to receive any gift without his permission. He quoted an Islamic Hadith, which states that, "When the Almighty appoints a person to a position, He takes care of his provision. If a person takes anything beyond that, it is an illegal gain." Then he told me that it is not a good habit. A gift is always accompanied by some purpose and a gift is a dangerous thing. It is like touching a snake and getting the poison in turn. This lesson stands out always in my mind even when I am in my seventies. This incident, taught me a very valuable lesson for my life. It is deeply embedded in my mind.
I would like also to mention the writings in Manu Smriti which states that "By accepting gifts the divine light in the person gets extinguished". Manu warns every individual against accepting gifts for the reason that it places the acceptor under an obligation in favour of the person who gave the gift and ultimately it results in making a person to do things which are not permitted according to law.
I am sharing this thought, with all of you, particularly the young ones, do not be carried away by any gift which comes with a purpose and through which one loses his personality greatly. Do you think, you can follow this in your life? I will be very happy if you can practice this sincerely.
When I think of my second teacher, I am reminded of my childhood days when I was studying in 8th class at the age of 13. I had a teacher, Shri Siva Subramania Iyer. He was one of the very good teachers in our school. All of us loved to attend his class and hear him. One day he was teaching about a bird's flight. He drew a diagram of a bird on the blackboard depicting the wings, tail and the body structure with the head. He explained how birds create the lift and fly. He also explained to us how they change direction while flying. For nearly 25 minutes he gave the lecture with various information such as lift, drag, how the birds fly in a formation of 10, 20 or 30. At the end of the class, he wanted to know whether we understood how birds fly. I said, I did not understand. When I said this, the teacher asked the other students whether they understood or not. Many students said that they also did not understand. He did not get upset by our response since he was a committed teacher.
Our teacher said that he would take all of us to the sea shore. That evening the whole class was at the sea shore of Rameswaram. We enjoyed the roaring sea waves knocking at the sandy hills in the pleasant evening. Birds were flying with sweet chirping voice. He showed the sea birds in formations of 10 to 20 numbers. We saw the marvelous formations of birds with a purpose and we were all amazed. He showed us the birds and asked us to see that when the birds fly, what they looked like. We saw the wings flapping. He asked us to look at the tail portion with the combination of flapping wings and twisting tail. We noticed closely and found that the birds in that condition flew in the direction they desired. Then he asked us a question, "Where the engine is and how it is powered"?
The bird is powered by its own life and the motivation of what it wants. All these things were explained to us within fifteen minutes. We all understood the dynamics from this practical example. How nice it was. Our teacher was a great teacher; he could give us a theoretical lesson coupled with a live practical example available in nature. This is real teaching. I am sure many of the teachers in schools and colleges will follow this example.
For me, it was not merely an understanding of how a bird flies. The bird's flight entered into me and created a special feeling. From that evening, I thought that my future study has to be with reference to flight and flight systems. I am saying this because my teacher's teaching and the event that I witnessed decided my future career. Then one evening after the classes, I asked the teacher, "Sir, please tell me, how to progress further in learning all about flight." He patiently explained to me that I should complete 8th class, and then go to high school, and then I should go to engineering college that may lead to education on flight. If I complete all my education with excellence, I might do something connected with flight sciences. This advice and the bird flying exercise given by my teacher, really gave me a goal and a mission for my life. When I went to college, I took physics. When I went to engineering in Madras Institute of Technology, I took aeronautical engineering.
Thus my life was transformed as a rocket engineer, aerospace engineer and technologist. That one incident of my teacher teaching the lesson, showing the visual live example proved to be a turning point in my life which eventually shaped my profession.
A student during his school life upto 10+2 spends 25,000 hours in the school campus. His life is, more influenced by the teachers and the school environment. Therefore, the school must have the best of teachers with ability to, teach and love teaching and build moral qualities. Teachers should become role models. Similarly, the student must be alert to build himself with best of qualities and to get ignited with a vision for his or her future life.
I would like to share with you another experience with my teacher Prof. Satish Dhawan. First, I worked in Delhi with the Ministry of Defence. Later I joined the Defence Research and Development Organisation (DRDO) in 1958 at the Aeronautical Development Establishment at Bangalore. There with the advice of the Director, I took up the development of hovercraft. Hovercraft design needed the development of a ducted contra-rotating propeller for creating a smooth flow balancing the torques. I did not know how to design a contra-rotating propeller though I knew how to design a conventional propeller. Some of my friends told me that I could approach Prof. Satish Dhawan of the Indian Institute of Science, who was well known for his aeronautical research, for help.
I took permission from my Director Dr Mediratta and went to Prof Dhawan who was sitting in a small room in the Indian Institute of Science with a lot of books in the background and a blackboard on the wall. Prof Dhawan asked me what the problem was that I wanted to discuss. I explained the problem.. He told me that it was really a challenging task and he would teach me the design if I attended his classes in IISc between 2 pm to 3 pm on all Saturdays for the next six weeks.
He was a visionary teacher. He prepared the schedule for the entire course and wrote it on the black board. He also gave me the reference material and books I should read before I start attending the course. I considered, this as a great opportunity and I started attending the discussion and started meeting him regularly. Before commencing each meeting, he would ask critical questions and assess my understanding of the subject. That was for the first time that I realized how a good teacher prepares himself for teaching with meticulous planning and prepares the student for acquisition of knowledge. This process continued for the next six weeks. I got the capability for designing the contra-rotating propeller. Prof Dhawan told me that I was ready for developing the contra-rotating propeller for a given hovercraft configuration. That was the time I realized that Prof Dhawan was not only a teacher but also a fantastic development engineer of aeronautical systems.
Later during the critical phases of testing, Prof Dhawan was with me to witness the test and find solutions to the problems. After reaching the smooth test phase, the contra-rotating propeller went through 50 hours of continuous testing. Prof Dhawan witnessed the test himself and congratulated me. That was a great day for me when I saw the contra rotating propeller designed by my team performing to the mission requirement in the hovercraft. However, at that time, I did not realize that Prof Dhawan would become chairman, ISRO and that I would get the opportunity to work with him as a project director in the development of the satellite launch vehicle SLV-3 for injecting the Rohini satellite into the orbit. Nature has its own way to link the student's dream and real life later.
This was the first design in my career which gave me the confidence to design many complex aerospace systems in future. The hovercraft could fly just above the ground level carrying two passengers. I was the first pilot for this hovercraft and I could control and maneuver the vehicle in any direction. Through this project I learnt the techniques of designing and developing the contra-rotating propeller. Above all, I learnt that in a project, problems will always crop up; we should not allow problems to be our masters but we should defeat the problems. Then successes will sparkle.
The three teachers in my life; what did they give me? In an integrated way it can be said, that any enlightened human being can be created by three unique characteristics. One is moral value system. That I got from my father the hard way. Secondly, the teacher becoming a role model. Not only does the student learn, but the teacher shapes his life with great dreams and aims. Finally, the education and learning process has to culminate in the creation of professional capability leading to confidence and will power to make a design, to make a product, to make a system, bravely combating many problems. What a fortune and blessing I had from my three teachers.
Among the listeners, there may be many parents, many teachers and a large number of students. Every one of us in this planet creates a page in human history irrespective of who he/she is. I realize my experience is a small dot in human life, but that dot has a life and light. This light let it light many lamps.
My best wishes to all of you on this occasion of Teachers' Day. Thank you.

I am alive!!!!!!!!

Yes..I am still alive..Its been almost three months since my last post...There were some valid or invalid reasons for me being absconded from the scene.Anyway now I am back. A lot of changes happened in the past few months. Some are very drastic some are not. One main thing is that I am no more a Chennaite and I do miss Chennai very badly. I never realised I had such a strong bonding with that city and with those people whom I have befriended, met or no connection at all. Its strange.I visited Chennai after vacating there. And let me tell you, to my own surprise the kind of comfortableness I had as soon as I stepped in Chennai was incredible. It was beyond my belief and I could express with words. It was just like its my own city. So that's one thing.I miss Chennai too badly. And to rub the salt on the wound, the new city where I am now is far beyond the standards. At least I feel so. On top of it the people are so unfriendly and fraud.

One good thing is that I started cooking. That was so unexpected in my life at this point of time. I was never prepared for that. But I had to since my PG does not provide food. The very first time I cooked I saluted my mom in mind for making those tasty foods in early mornings and whenever we want without complaining not even once. But it eats up almost all my time and I am not doing anything except for cooking and going to office. Even nowadays I sleep too less which I never foresee. Though cooking takes time I can't really blame it for eating up my time. Started watching TV lot too much especially late night movies. That's one reason for the deprivation of sleep.Still enjoying the food which we prepare without any complaints.

I think I wrote a whole lot which is too boring...Let me put a pause now to resume it soon...Till then bye..

P.S. Was this in my drafts for quite a long time....Just publishing it now as we have some movies which are being released after a long time of its production and making.:P

Infidelity among men and women

Today morning,in radio the topic for debate was "Is infidelity a territory of men?" Though always I wanted to listen to these debates most of the time it would be my breakfast time. So I won't be able to listen it. But today I decided to listen it at any cost. Sure, I missed some part of it still it turned out to be good. There were three panelists. A lady who is a counsellor, an IT professional who is also a member of All India Men's Welfare Association(I never knew such an association existed) and a psychiartist. The lady panelist told the men are more prone to infidelity than women. She quoted from history the stories like Kannaki. The IT professional told that in India the punishment for infidelity is only for men(Section 97) not for women.i.e. evn if a husband same to know that his wife is unloyal to him the person getting punishment will be the other man not his wife although she is also involved in it. Wow...I think when our frist law commission drafted IPC they would have never imagined Indian women will never be unfaithful to their men. Anyway today we know how the situation is and that debate ended with the conclusion that in the case of infidelity both men and women are equally responsible for a man is unloyal to his wife 'coz of another woman unless and otherwise he is a gay. Still all were happy for the fact that in the insitution of marriage Indian marriage is the most trust worthy than anyone else' in this world.I remember reading a survey conducted by a magazine which reveals appalling number of extra marital affairs in Indian metros a few years before.May be its a small minority but still that is the reality. We also have movies and daily soaps which endorses this and the TRP rate for all these we all know how high.So as the number of divorces increases day by day and trying to emulate all which is Western or American I wonder how long we can boast about the institution of marriage in India.

Raining in Chennai

Seems like Chennai is gonna get wet though the down pour is not yet started.Thanks to Laila, the cyclone which has been formed in Bay of Bengal and is geeting intensified further. After Katrina, Nisha, Aila and now its Laila. I don't know why the scientists always name all these destructive cyclones with girls' names? May be they are different faces of mother nature.Yesterday itself I heard its raining heavily in other parts of Tamil Nadu. But in this season its a miracle for Chennai to get drenched. Atleast one day we can sleep peacefully without cursing the extreme summer heat.Anyway I hope this cyclone won't turn out to be a villain just like Aila in the last year which sucked all the moisture in atmosphere and caused shortage of rainfall throghout the country.
Update:I overheard one of my colleague saying that its raining outside.Cool.When you are inside your so called office you will never know its day or night outside let alone raining.

Random Thoughts

Today is May 17. More than half the month is gone. Feel like time nowadays moves very fast. May be in the speed of light. Though it is little exaggerated.But its true. Once Monday comes within no time Friday also comes and two days which you call as weekend. On those two days you just wonder what shall I do or how can I spend this weekend. Before you reach on some conclusion its sunday night and you are opening your eyes on another Monday morning. And my weekend was also not so different from this. I too wasted my weekend with plans and thoughts but not putting anything in practice. Let me talk about something seems to be useful than just blabbering about how futile my weekend was.

May is the month in which lots of results are announced, the ones which may change your future upside down. Tenth and plus two results are out. I think CBSE results are yet to come.I am not much aware of CBSE happenings since I did all my schooling under state board. Now when I look back those were the days when you eagerly waited for the rank holders who scored the highest and stars among their friends.I used to read all the interviews given by the toppers though everytime they used to tell the same winning strategies, motivations and their goals in different voices with different faces.But now the authority has scrapped ranking system saying the ranking system contributes a lot of pressure to the student community and leads even to suicides. I really don't know how by just removing the ranking system we can reduce the pressure on students especially in the current scenario where the parents want their wards to secure first place among everywhere not only in studies but in extra curricular activities also. Today summer holidays are no more holidays but an opportuinity to train the kids for next standard or in some other activities with skilled trainers in all the fields. It has a schedule just like your school. So what's the use of having vaccation if you can't play and have fun or just chill and relax in the "hot sun"?But you can't turn your back from the reality then you will be behind this rat race. The motto of today's world is survival of the fittest and if you want to survive there is no other choice left out. Cool.. When I started writing I didn't have any idea what am I going to write, just started. But now feel good.And one question to you? Do you support ranking system? If you ask me I ll say I like ranking because it exists in all ways of our life whether you like it or not in some or other form. Then why can't you prepare for it from childhood.Ofcourse I oppose the blind competition without any concern for the fellow beings. But a healthy competition is always good for all.

The Meeting I attended

Just now I came back after attending an address by one of our top leaders in company. I don't have to explain how it would be right after you had a grand lunch. The leader came and talked something. Initially for a few minutes I stood but when my eyes couldn't stand anymore I decided to sit in a nearby seat. I was not able to see the person who was trying to inspire in vain when I sat. I thought I can rest give rest to my eyes as I do usually. But surprisingly I din't. Instead I tried to listen each and every word uttered by him.The reason?The person who was talking got a great voice.I was just enchanted by it. Well now this is the only thing which got my attention after all the speech and doubts clarifying session he had.
The conclusion: Sometimes lectures or speech can also be interesting if the speaker has got a captivating voice.

Train Journey - Onward

The past weekend was not so bad except for the train journey. It was a feast for eyes when I reached home seeing the flowers bloomed and full of greenery.

As usual I went home without preplanning. So obviously there were no tickets. I managed to get a WL ticket and went with one of my friends. But there were already two people coming with her. So it was like four of us travelling with one confirmed seat. Three of them sat on the upper birth which was confirmed. I sat on lower birth at the edge of it which was someone else' confirmed seat. It belonged to a tamil family visiting Kerala for vaccation. Now I wonder what's there to see in Kerala.
And because of all these people we are not getting tickets to go home. I sat there and get acquainted with the children. I didn't talk much for kids its difficult to understand my Tamil. I just asked what was tehir names and where they were going to. The answer for where they were going to was an open answer.They told Kerala.Now I don't know what shall I understand from it. I repeated the question for a few more times then gave up.So everything was going happily. Then came the villain. He asked my friend who has confirmed tiket to change her seat. Though she had agreed initially to change after the ticket checking later she had a change of mind. She said since three are sharing a single birth it was convenient to stretch the legs because in the opposite birth the small boy in the tamil family was sleeping. The answer obviously made this villain angry and he poured that on poor me who was sitting on lower birth. The villain knows this family. So he asked me why was I sitting there, wasn't that a disturbance for the lady who happened to be the
mom of these kids. I got up saying its no big deal and stood there. After he left that akka who was lying there told me that I could sit there instead of standing. I went and sat. By the time I got offers of help from other births also like I could keep my bag there and all.But I declined it politely. This akka adjusted so that I could sleep also. It was raining outside then. I tried to sleep in some weird positions and after sometime I went to upper birth and sat there where the small boy was sleeping. When the train reached palakkad he went down and I slept till my station reached. When I was getting down I smiled at the akka who was sleeping properly only then because of me. When I got down my friend came and lied there.

I thought that was vey hectic journey. but I changed that opinion when I travelled back to Chennai.Will post it as a new one.

Happy Strike to all Keralites

As part of my daily routine, I called my father today morning. As usual I asked isn't it time for you to go office. He was surprised at my question and told today is all India strike and no vehicles. So no office. He also added that the strikers are even trying to block trains at different railway stations. Since I was not in Kerala I don't give a damn about any strike news.My dad continued asking me
that do you have office today and how's the strike in Chennai.I said I very well have office and there is no strike here, especially when DMK, the ruling party in TN,is not supporting the strike.So I kept the phone saying to enjoy the unscheduled holiday.

Yes. Another All India Strike called by Left and non NDA parties is celebrated in Kerala, God's own country.I miss it being here in Chennai. I don't think here hardly anyone will be aware of it. I am sure if I say it to someone over here I am going to get a response like "Oh,is it?I didn't know".I think nonKeralites are not aware of
food inflation and other burning issues in this country. Thanks to the well educated and political aware people of Kerala. Or else how the political parties can say the strike called by them was a success. I remember during school days how badly we waited for a strike so that everyone would be at home and enjoy.Nowadays its pretty obvious in the market and TV channels too. Its like onam or vishu, with a guarantee of all the family members to be at home. When the high court ordered not to have any bandhs they just changed the name and called it as hartal.Previously Hartal involved closing all the shops but now its a synonym for bandh. We get strike wishes in our
cell. And the situation is so worsened that anyone, even if its me, calls a strike it will be a big success in Kerala.

But is it the people who are to be accused for the current situation?Well, I disagree with that. The people are afraid of their life and properties without any discretion the potestors will attack.Previously government run buses would be there. But now those buses are also not running and people will get stranded here and
there. So they decided to stay at home. And what about the government. They are the sitting ducks. They will never take any action against the perpetrators and the violence remains to be continued.When the Governemnet cannot ensure the routine life of ordinary citizen why we are having law and order in country?Why don't they understand that its just like they are having the right to support the strike, others have the right not to support it. All these are good to put on paper or discuss even after knowing nothing is going to change.

Is Hindi our National Language?

I never knew that Hindi was not our national language till a few months ago.All my entire life till then what I thought was that Hindi was our national language.I remember very well learning that Hindi is our national language or Hindi hamari rahtra bhasha hai.Even now also I had an argument with one of my friends that's how I ended up in googling it and found out this fact.According to the constitution of India there is no national language but it says that the official language of the Union shall be Hindi in Devanagari script. So Hindi is our first official language and English is the second.Neither the constitution nor law specifies a national language.Hindi got its staus given the large number of people who speaks it and the usual politics involved making it as so.Though Dravidian languages have a history independent of Sanskrit, eighty percentage of Malayalam words are taken from Sanskrit.So next time if any one argues with you that make it clear to them that Hindi is not our national but an official language.

To Kill A Mocking Bird - Awesome

Yes..That exactly what I felt after finishing the book "To kill a mocking bird" by Harper Lee. I have seen a lot of times this book in must read list of books. So what I anticipated was it would be just another classic which common man cannot understand with a lot of words which you can hardlt fathom. But it turned out to be a real surprise as I went through it. The whole book was narrated by a nine year old girl named Scout.I was amazed by the way the author has instilled great thoughts in such simple words and also from the perspective of children without the support of any other usual ingredints.That's the way someone should write.That's how a writer should be to convey her thoughts to her audience the way they can digest and like it.I strongly recommend to read this if you get hold of a copy of it.

Why do I live?

This weekend is a pretty long. That's what I thought on thursday. Couldn't go home as there was some work related commitment. I am not a workaholic but still sometimes I feel it is also an addiction. When you have work you don't think of your food or any other things. Work is not all in your life. Its not the ends in itself atleast for me. Its a means to the end. Still sometimes I am hooked to it. Was wondering how would I spend these three days given that almost everyone has gone home except for a few who got work. I spent the whole day watching TV though there were nothing worthy to watch. While I was watching I had some kind of realizations. Well, I am having these kinda thoughts not for the first time. Anyway the thoughts were weaving inside my head when I was trying to concentrate fully on movie.I have spent one third of my life on this earth taking into consideration that I will live as a normal human being's life span predicted by scientists. But what I have done so far?Have I made any changes in my life or others? Did I make any difference to the earth by giving birth to me.Not much I guess.Or was I just another weed which has to be removed before it adversely affects some other living creature?A lot of negative thoughts I surmise.Now only one more day has to go then just another manic monday.Till that I will think some more weird things and put it on my blog.Happy Easter to all.....

Civil Nuclear Liability Bill

Got a mail few days before regarding the much discussed and discussing about civil nuclear liability bill. The bill is a loop hole for the big US corporations to wash their hands off if any nuclear disaster occurs whether intentionally or not. And as usual our PM who is the obedient follower of US is planning to pass the bill even without having public debates. Green peace is launching a public petition asking the PM to hold public cunsultation before introducing the bill.They have provided a link to sign the petition which is given below.

http://www.greenpeace.org/india/stop-the-vote2

I hvae signed in it. Those who want to raise their voice can do the same though not sure how loud it would be. We can hope another Bhopal tragedy never happens and the culprits will spend their life in all comfort.

Virginity,Premarital Sex,Live In

For the past two days everyone seems to be shocked at Supreme Court's observation that premarital sex and live in are not offences in relation with the case which involves actor Khushboo's remarks on the same. As I go through the report I found it very funny the way the complainants were asked by court like after the remarks were
made any of their daughters had eloped with anyone since they claimed that the interview had an adversary effect on their families. And confirming that its just a person's view nothing more than that SC continued with other issues which really makes sense.A lot of letters, tweets and other stuff came out condemning SC's observation. Everyone was so worried about what would happen to our moral values and ethics which we boast to hold on.This is one face of modern India.

Now the next, I came through this report in Indian Express yeserday,of which the headline was something like this,"The virginial tests are increasing in India". And the report goes on like this. The hospitals are doing a lot of virginial surgery to restore the hymen in women which might have ruptured because of premarital sex though always not necessarily its the reason, like, those who do rigoruos physical excercises,dancers, athletes all may have this problem. But the doctors confirms that the majority who undergo this cosmetic surgery comes in the former section than in the latter. Those who do are of between twenty to thirty years of age.And the reason what they are giving is that although they don't care much about virginity and all, their parents are traditional and the guy who is going to marry will expect a virgin bride irrespective of how modern he is.The doctors say that there are no side effects for this surgery. the cost of it depends upon where you undergo like if it is a public hospital it will come around 15k to 20k whereas if it is done in a private it will cost you 50k to 70k. Still the numebr is ever increasing the report says.This is another face of modern India.

Now where we are heading to between all these hypocrisies? Having a generation who still hold to conservative values which always need not be right while boasting of western cullture and development over there and having another generation who tries to emulate western culture but with a society who will never accept and sandwiched more than that a lot confused.

What's the time?

Today on my way to office while I was waiting for bus at bustop an elder lady asked me what's the time then in Tamil. Though I am not well versed in Tamil I knew this much that certain words are similar in both malayalam and tamil and if you can present it tactically u win. So I told her its 1.45 trying to tamilise. Anyway she understood what I told. Suddenly I hoped she wouldn't ask me the time again that time itself. I wondered the reflex thought I had in my mind and smiled recollecting the reason behind my reflex thought.
It took my memory back to my school days. I was in high school at that time not sure in ninth or tenth, just to highlight I was old enough to wear watch and know the time looking at it. One day my way back to home from school, it was exam time or some other occasion since it was just afternoon. I was almost nearing to my home and absent minded as always a sound stopped me from my day dreaming. It was from a lady who came from my neighbour's house and she asked me,"What's the time now?". I looked at my watch and told her its 2.30. She gave me an unbelievable look and repeated what I said."2.30?".Now this shocking expression awoke me completely from my day dreaming.I was not sure what's the time then. I looked at my watch again and said apologiisingly,"Sorry,it's 1.30."This time she gave me a weird look and walked past me. I was still blinking what's the actual time and what's wrong with her.When I reached my home I told this my mom and she had a hearty laugh.I complained that I told her correct time when she asked me first. I don't know why she was so surprised at it.That's why I too was confused.Mom said may be she was not aware that the time went past so soon.That's why she was surprised.But when you told another time again she would have thought you dint know to use watch.Anyway I was so embarassed and after that incident whenever someone asks me the time this will come to my mind and I will be too careful to answer.

Selfless love

Is there anything called selfless love? CAn you love anyone without expecting anything back but love. The most sacred love in this world is told to be the love of a mom towards her child. IS that also selfless?While you analyse it meticulously you can see that a mom may not complain even when you neglect her or don't love her as your boyfriend or girlfriend does.But it doesn't mean that she never expects love in return.Let us look at the same issue from a different angle. If her child was not hers or putting it in simple words can she love some other child as she does her own child. I think its almost impossible though we used to boast like all mothers only know to love kids but their own. ofcourse there are exceptions.But very very rare. Then there is another thing called sympathy. Most of the times people mistake sympathy for love. Sympathy comes out of your humanity. Its a concern for another living creature.You can never count it as love.In that case you don't expect anything back, anything at all.I strongly feel that you can't love anyone without a small trace of love back if not anything else.If anyone who can counterargue with me always welcome.Because I seriously want to know it.

There was an article in Hindu a few days before with headline as Selfishness and Altruism. In the article a research study based on two well known ship wreckages which happend within a gap of three years or so, with one ship being Titanic, says that in case of titanic disaster the majority who survived it was women and children whereas in the other case it was a minority. The study points that in case of titanic everyone was aware that a disater is ahead long time before it actually happened but in the other case it happened as an unexpected one. In the case of titanic people had the time to think about moral values and ethics but in other one the basic instinct, to help themselves, played a major role. So does it show that at the end of the day all of us are selfish?

Midnight Employees

Do you know how it to be in office at midnight without having dinner. And apart from all of these, just like cherry on the top of cake, you had to stay back of some error which is not because of you.I dont know what should I feel now.AGitated?Self pity?Anyway one of my colleague felt pity and he gave me some hide n seek.Now only I remembered that I have got some Hide n seek with me.I think its the time for my cab.Leaving...Bye or else I need to wait till 1.30 given that I have to be hear tomorrow morning better I leave now...Cyanora...

Happy Pi day to all.....

We had Women's day in the beginning of this week. Wanted to write something about it as I did last year. Since it was a hectic week for me I couldn't. Now all the hallabaloo about its over;though still we have a six month offer in Lakme beauty saloon and in some textile shops;). So not feeling to write anything about it. We had yesterday Glaucoma day. And there is one more day to celecbrate.Just reckoned that I would
Yes...Today is Pi day...I don't know how many of you know about it. Anyway I came to know about it only last week when I read about it in Young World. And not necessary to say that it caught my attention. After learning about our dear Pi for such a long time none had mentioned about this day.As all of us know Pi is nothing but the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter. It has great significance in the world of mathematics which in turn rules the whole world.Pi has been evn mentioned in vedas.Now let us see why today is Pi day.it is because when you write today's date in American format, i.e., 3/14, it comes as the value of Pi. So obviously you can say some other day also. It is July 22, 22/7, which is known as Approximate Pi's day.So let us celebrate today ust like any other day to be celebrated.(Anyway I hated Pi when it didn't get cancelled by making the calculations more complicated.)

A long pending poem

Wrote these lines long time before. Now I am posting it since my PM has left for the day and I have stuck with my requirement.So nothing else to do.I wanted to add few more lines to this but I am totally blank at present except for some weird thoughts as usual. Though I considered putting those in words, I feel very lazy to do. But for sure I am gonna publish it soon.I wish if there was some background music I could add now just to emphasise what I said as if a new movie is coming soon.

I dont know why the promises are made
Are they made just not to keep
Why he always expected me to keep all
while he never kept even a single one
it was late for me to realize that
for him those were mere words
when I lived only for it

Just for sake!

I always think about writing when I am not in a position to note it down. Mostly lying on bed when all my roommates are fast asleep.But when I sit down to write something mind ll be totally blank.Wonder what shall I write about?Well...I know there are million things to write about.But for the sake of writing is not a good habit though at times you have to as I am doing right now.It reminds me the lines which I learned long time before, though not so long,in my school days, I think it was told by M.T., a novel or something like that is conceived in a writer's mind and it is delivered after suffering a lot of pain.That's really true. And the whole pain becomes an enjoyment or a forgotten memory when you see your creative work lying in front of your eyes just like a mom who forgets all her pain at the very sight of her new born. It doesn't mean that I am a writer or an aspiring one. Just felt like saying so. Thats all.A group of words doesn't make a sentence.Its applicable to all the creative work like dance, music, art et al.Let it be anything.It should have its own life and it gets that life when it carries the true meaning of what it intended to.There should be an honest and sincere desire for what you want to do and that honesty and sincerety should be there in your work. When you are writing something you should enjoy it and do without worrying whether it ll enjoy others or not.Of course a good readership is any writer's dream and that is his one and only one asset apart from the talent of writing.But that should not be the soul purpose.Its a medium for conveying your thoughts to others. If you are going to put others thoughts in your writing whats the use of it?It just a mere waste of time for all.There is no productivity.Its just money and fame oriented both won't last beyond a certain period.Why do you want to deceive your own conscince while there is no need of it.

Ok..let me stop this nonsense here.I am noone to comment about anyone.But I have all the freedom to express my views.After all its my fundamental right until it hurts someone.And given the statistics of my readership I don't think its gonna read by anyone let alone hurt. So no worries.

I could never........

I could never be the girl you would love for
I could never be the friend you would die for
I could never be the sister you would care for
I could never be the mom you would live for
I could never be anyone you would ever want
Still you are all I have for me

I feel happy!!!!!!

I don't know why I feel some kind of tranquility in my mind. The emotional trauma I am going through is nowhere near to bring peace of mind to me. I think nowadays I am taking away others mental peace too. Yes, am getting a villainous image, cruel, ruthless and you can add many more adjectives to this list. Still I feel some kind of happiness.Do I sound saddistic?Anyway who cares for the reason after all. Its very rare for me to feel like this though this is not the first time but all other occasions I had some reason to be happy. So let me enjoy this until it gets busted.
P.S.Feels happy that my first post in 2010 is about happiness.