Thursday, September 22, 2011

One side of Love

Ask the meaning of Socialism and there would be many to vouch for a comprehensive definition that entails all the elements ranging from Marxist theories to obnoxious Nehruvian affinity for socialism to the present day economic crisis (Capitalism under siege!). But the true meaning of this can best be explained by a man given to humble beginning and limited means (/middle classed) through his sheer hard luck falls into love with a terribly rich girl surrounded by all the affluence and grandeurs. How the concepts of Equal distribution of wealth starts gaining unimaginable traction in his eyes – how the rational thinker in him starts debating the meritocracy of equality and how the agnostic in him starts challenging the will of God who with his sleight of hand made such a valley of despair.

So, what are the other ramifications of such a start? Invariably, the moment you fall for a girl (they always call it ‘fall’ for some reason), you start discovering that she is the toughest person you have ever encountered – with her countenance and attitude in a equal partnership. Fumbling in oration and stammering in normal conversation is a sign of the ‘guilt of love’. Ask any guy, and he would tell you that the period when you start falling for a person is the most painful for you never know what to expect. And circumstances are no more your servant – all depends on the other’s mood. Things change fast. Why is it that once you are out of that initial phases of subtle “O – I like you, my friend” and step on the second pedestal of “You’re special to me”, the situation changes drastically. The same acts and lines that used to amuse her would now bemuse her. Your care for her would take an ‘irk-y’ turn and all your efforts are seen as a futile attempt for an ulterior objective. A simple ‘coffee together’ will have different connotation and ‘walk in the park’ is something you would dare not utter.

Your time spent on SMS/ gtalk/ fb take a serious dip, however, your blood pressure on the other hand take a steep upward turn – an inverse relation between these are the case of mere mortal men. The reasons are plenty and are well captured through our Hindi ( both plagiarized / non-plagiarized ) songs and Hindi films ( now, come on , ignore that image of one falling for a mafia don’s daughter and singing to woo the girl in a company of those gangsters, that’s stretching the band too far) . It starts with career and reaches the other bank of family ( umm..may be not in the same order). Between these two banks flows the river of excuses. Some points of considerable depths charted in this river are ‘good friends’, ‘too early’, ‘need time’ (that never arrives) and other ‘logistical and ethical’ challenges. Whilst it’s fair not to reciprocate the same way to someone’s feelings, transparency can be quite handy for us. A snub out of blue is what drives a man crazy. Many a times you would notice that the girl ends up with a different guy in just a few days time throwing all the rationale that she had put across out of that window ( ethical, right!).

As a boy, you never know when a girl has a ‘corner’ for you. Not that there is any way you can know that. However, one such way (other than the elusive proposal from the girl herself) is when she starts making some stupid comments and expects you to laugh. Her flat jokes should make you roll on the floor. It sometimes take a subtle form of self praising statements as well. So watch out for these, rhyme with them and cash in !

I am no expert; however, observance has been a key ingredient in preparing this love article. My heartfelt apologies to the ladies who might accuse me of being opinionated. However, to my defense, I am venturing out in this treacherous seas of “love” (as a writer) to put across the plight of man with which I can empathize. I’m sure there exist more elaborate pieces for a girl’s side with elaborate discussion on various such elements - not for nothing are you the apostles of love , care and support in various roles you play to act as the backbone of us – a mere mortal man’s race.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Government Dumb , People Numb


- A curious case of bomb blasts

Battered and torn in shreds were not just clothes but bodies and flesh, puddle was not of mud but that of blood, lost were not only lives but hope, faith and self respect. While the ministers in Delhi were busy deliberating and rationalizing a salary hike, a powerful bomb exploded on gate 5 of the Delhi HC (7th September, 2011) and with it shattered the faith of millions who elect these very MPs/MLAs. However, in the defense of these charitable breed of people in our legislative assemblies, they were quick to offer help. They quickly quoted a price. Rate card as follows :

Death – Rs. 4 Lakh

Those who suffered from permanent incapacitation – Rs. 2 Lakh

Serious injury – Rs. 1 Lakh

Minor injury – Rs. 10,000

So, what’s so curious about these bomb blasts? Umm… I wonder. Why and how is it that every time the government is pushed against the wall, a helping bomb lends its hand to pull it out of the holy mess! I am sure it is but a coincidence, just that the frequency of such co-incidents make you feel otherwise. Also, have you ever wondered the chain of events that follow these blasts? I try to capture the most prominent five :

- The government asks people to show restraint and resilience – “No bomb can shake India’s faith.” (Oh yeah, it sure does take away lives of the loved ones)

- The government placates and uses ironically a card for ‘motivating’ people – “The spirit of the people of Delhi/Mumbai/(name any Indian city) ..cannot be shaken by any terror attack and the city will show unity and move on like always.” (As if we have a choice!)

- Political parties gather together, condemn the attacks in the parliament and pledge to show solidarity and bring the perpetrators to book (And finally go back to blame game!)

- Calls from various heads of state assuring India of their unequivocal support in our fight against terrorism, with the United states condemning the incident “in strongest possible voice” , yet asking India (diplomatically or otherwise) to refrain from any military actions against Pakistan ( while they can bomb half the world on speculation)

- The self proclaimed champions of human cause, of hope and justice – the Indian media taps on this opportunity to play a melancholy tune to the visuals of crying faces and bruised body, fighting with one another for a better coverage (these same people who shout ‘justice’ never took action against those culprits in the Radia episode – but are model of ‘fair play’ (paid news!)

To be honest, I do not remember when the last bomb blast took place – probably three or four months back. My memory seems to have faded by these constant slaps of the terrorists. All these attacks seem so similar. Clothes without bodies and bodies without clothes , smell of gun powder hanging in the air – how can you distinguish a Delhi from a Mumbai? - May be just by the number of deaths. It’s so probable that one of us will become a victim tomorrow. The politicians will come and visit the hospitals in their German cars and their cavalcade will block the roads. The rest left to the ‘super men of justice’ – swarms of media persons with their crew will push people to the capture the glimpse of the Rahuls and the Advanis. (and yes, then they call ‘elite’ intelligentsia of the society to debate in futility whether the politicians should visit hospitals.)

The next day you move on – caring little, recalling hardly the faces of the weeping. The politicians will get busy with what they are ‘good’ at, bureaucrats in their daily routine, the media will hunt for stories to sensationalize and present and win the TRP race. While other countries specially the United States respect the lives of every citizen of theirs (sending their rescue team for some Americans lost in the African jungle is just one such incident, we use the lives of our people as a fuel to drive the polity. Is it hard for a country as huge as ours (deemed to be a powerhouse) to have adequate street policing, a hard execution-able anti terror law that punishes and does not waste tax-payers 'money to feed and waitlist them. Why cannot we air-strike the terror havens in Pakistan despite their street addresses! We just need resolve and conviction. The people are in for it; hopefully our representatives are soon blessed with sound, strategic and empathetic thinking

- From a survivor (so far)