Sunday, June 04, 2006

Crescent Lord

Wings of fire burn in despair,
As the watery depth devours its rage.
It surrenders in a crimson blaze,
Which fades away and so sets the stage,
For the crescent lord.
Whos dark empire is gaurded,
By specs that form a silvery maze.

- Suhas Kulkarni

Thursday, June 01, 2006

What were they thinking!!!

Unfortuately the strike which almost threatened to do damage .. is now called off...The judiciary this time coming to the aid of the government..!!

It is actually a shame when the Left condemns any reformist moves taken by the finance minister and at the same time goes out of the way for the betterment of West Bengal...!!

It is a shame that the Janata Party which was born to trample the beaurocratic nature of congree politics has resorted to pettey politics of religion.

It is shame that instead of battling the brain drain.. the government things it is better to kill merit and appease the minority encouraging hatered amongst the youth..

And last but not the least it is shame that Pritrana the political party started by IITians is also headed towards petty caste based politics..!!!

The british rule did teach us how to divide and rule...

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Because it is just not your day......

Has it happened to you....

You walk out..and that nasty crow.. just seems to find your shoulder.. (OHH and you had just put on that new "Arrow" shirt to be all "correctly" dressed for that all important meeting....

The vehicle you were travelling in just seems to break down on.. you... and then you get into another one just to find yourself stuck in a god forsaken traffic jam..

...You are late for everything, and all of a sudden you are staring down that barrel pointing at your face...and thats when they say its all because its not your day...!!!!

But when you feel her healing hand gently caressing your face, you know after all it was your day..!!!

Monday, April 24, 2006

Trilogy has been Interrupted...

A recent newspaper headline reminded me of this incident...

Year 2005
The usual proceedings , during diwali.. wake up early in the morning... attend the aarti ..and hit the bed, try to force yourself back to sleep but those loud and noisy crackers just wont let you.. drag your lazy ass to the bathroom. Later hog on the diwali delicacies prepared by mum.

Immediately after the sumptuous brunch grab your wallet and keep it on stadby for the deployment of bakshish... a few mins later

Its the milkman..
Wish him happy diwali.. go through the bakshish list ... look for the lowest amount given .. then quickly scan through for the highest amount.. then quickly try and figure out the mode value.. and pay him.. I call this the "standard bakshish giving procedure"... shut the door.. go back to the sofa still clutching on the wallet which is still on stadby for bakshish deployment..

a few mins later...Krrinnng.. its the cleaner, the watchman, the dhobi..

But 2005 was different and special in a way..

Just as I was getting ready for my siesta... the postman comes looking for his share of diwali bakshish..

I walk up to the door...and perform the standard bakshish giving procedure and we exchange diwali greetings and he hands over the mail..... The mail consists the usual .... greeting cards from relatives.. "exciting" citibank offers but a postcard catches my eye... I check it out it... and its turns out it is for me...

A post card written to me by someone.. in 2005...whatever happened to e-mails and sms' did the global e-communication industry just become too erratic and undependable for someone to communicate via postcard... Neways I check it, It is from my cousin....... in goa.. Initially I think he was just being nice and nostalgic , cause when we were kids we used to write to each other quite often...

I read it... "Hi Suhas, we have just finished our exams and when will you been done with yous. We are really looking forward for your trip to Goa. Get Suma along as you had promised in your earlier letter..."

I was like.. WHAT... I glanced back to the top of the post card... It was dated 6/4/94... It took the Indian Postal Department 11 years to deliver a post card. Talk about efficiency....

Now.. with the recent move by the government to sqash the 50% of the 4000 crore private courier business by transfering the sole rights to deliver documents below 500 gms you can expect the unexpected...

An efficient and thriving industry has been stabbed in the back. and the Indian Postal Department gears up to meet this new opportunity with its inefficiency. So if I want to courier any document I will have to walk to the nearest post office.. only to find that the post babu is not on his seat and has gone for his customary tea break or to find that the counter is closed... No more walking to DHL/ARAMEX/Sri Satya Sai couriers at 4:00pm on a sunday to post that all important document....

I guess the courier industry and the stationery industry will get together and invest in inventing a new brand of heavy printing paper so that even a single page document weighs more than 500 gms...!!!

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

The Comeback - Part 1

Okay, I have awakened from my deep slumber of apathy.

I had entered this state where I blamed my laziness to exercise my gray matter on a “writer’s block”. But a discussion on Vibsters blog has tickled those inactive brain cells and to say that they have been forced into overdrive is an understatement.
Some of the topics discussed got me thinking and through this post I wish to add to the discussion.

The Nuclear Arms Race.

A lot has been said and written about why going nuclear is not right and that it propagates an arms race where money is invested in acquiring state of the art arms and researching technology that will equip the warheads of these arms with rare earth radio-active metals.

Well here I will just side step and create a situation at a micro level. Lets then analyze that situation and reach a solution.

Since the average (middle class) Indian and the hapless farmer have been the stake holders in many theories built up around the nuclear arms race, let the situation be based on a not so well off farmer who owns a piece of fertile ground which has (off-late) not been yielding high returns. Much like our country in the early nineties. Now our farmer knows that if he works hard he will be able to achieve a healthy yield and probably afford good education for his children. Ohhh.. and like our country the farmer is harassed by two neighbors.

His farm land is adjacent to a landlord’s farm which is doing well but the evil landlord wants to encroach on our poor farmers land and he does this by cutting the irrigation to the farmers land which is through a canal under his control.

The other end is a colony of monkeys that feast on the crop and destroy them. So now what does this farmer do.

Solution 1
He can agree to give away a piece of land to the landlord and work out an arrangement in which he is assured of conitunous water supply and make peace with the fact that a certain percentage of his yield will be destroyed by the troublesome monkeys. Which would mean living in degraded conditions, which is cowardice and goes against the farmer’s principles of fighting for ones rights.

Solution 2
He borrows money and erects an electric fence to combat the pesky monkeys and invests in an alternative method for irrigation. Now to implement this he must cut into his household expenses like food, clothes etc. But the farmer knows that this investment shall reap healthy benefits albeit a little later.

Now I think that equipping ourselves with arms and hi-tech weapons (which I feel should be indigenously developed rather than imported) is on the same lines as Solution 2. We basically aim to achieve territorial security by investing money in them. So once we have the missiles that have a range of 2500Km and the technology to equip these missiles with rare-earth radioactive metals I say we are fairly well placed w.r.t territorial security. And contradictory to some people’s belief I think this deterrent theory works quite efficiently. Once this basic need of territorial security is sufficed the country then becomes a safe haven for economic growth. A safe country offers more opportunity for investment both domestic and foreign and its no rocket science that capital investment in agriculture, infrastructure and manufacturing sector fuels economic growth. So war torn countries will never grow because no one wants to invest in an economy, which shall be blown into pieces on the advent of another war. So I guess it is pretty evident to any person with an average IQ that socio-economic growth can only take place when a country is secure. Hence the philosophy and ideology of implementing a nation can be put in place when a country is safe.

To assess the success of the deterrent theory let us now look at the Indian Scenario. India has fought three wars. Two with Pakistan and one with the mighty China. Out of which we have lost territory in two wars and it has crippled the once flourishing tourism industry in Jammu and Kashmir. The one war in which we were successful can be attributed to the brilliant strategy implemented by the Indian Navy. It is to be noted that the missile boats used to bomb Karachi weren’t in the best of “health”, and this quote after reading a detailed article about the same at . Now the Indian armed forces have acquired a lot of muscle power since then. The Sukhoi’s, MIGs, AGNI, Dhanush, Prithvi, Brahmos, Barrack and the technology to arm these with a nuclear war head. How many “WARS” has the country experienced since then. ZERO. Now some of you will throw their hands up in disapproval. “KARGIL” will be your reply. Well Kargil was a co-ordinated terrorist insurgency some what similar to the WTC incident its not a War. Many of us south of Srinagar or rather all of us south of Srinagar except those whose relatives were up north battling it out for us were going about our lives with the same routine. No emergency, no trouble. Now, if we were not supreme in land, air and sea Kargil could have been another 1971. Ahh.. yes one more point Indian Army was caught on the wrong foot with lack of technology. Our soldiers were not equipped with night vision and other gadgets which would have made it easy for them to wage war at night, and it could have possibly reduced loss of Indian lives. Again, we need money to invest to buy these gadgets and arms, and I feel that this is money well spent.

It must be pretty evident to everyone that I support the idea of India going nuclear and I feel it was money well spent. Yes money well spent, especially when you have a nuclear power who wants to claim control over Sikkim and has already eaten away the east of Jammu and Kashmir as your next door neighbour.

I am also proud of the fact that unlike the Sukhoi’s MIGs and the Barracks the nuclear program was indigenous and has equipped our scientists with the capability and the confidence to explore the feared… Fast breeder program, which has been abandoned by many developed nations. Now this brings me to my favorite topic ENERGY which will be addressed in Part 2 of the great comeback trilogy… so till then adios

Monday, January 02, 2006

But It Rained....

Does this life get any better,
Yesterday more than today,
When I thought the sun would shine tommorow
But it rained... !!!!!

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

2nd Innings

Oh....kay I am back... with an update ..its been a long time since I have converted the abstract chaos unfolding in my mind into words. So this post in a sense heralds a point in time wherein this space will be updated regulary... Umm.. basically i'll try and not be lazy.
Completely off-track..

The million tonne metallic giant thundered along its parallel guides and gazing through the semi transparent window I could see lights blur past as if forming yellow lines. A proof that man had conquered that peice of land and blessed it with his most amazing creation - Electricity.

Now since man's desire to conquer land is selective, it wasnt too long till I noticed darkness outside..The darkness outside had something primitive and pristine about it. The muffled sound of wheel hitting the track joints filled the compartment overpowering the silence within. I checked my cell phone, it was 8:00.(Its amazing.. the advent of cellular technology has made the wrist watch completely redundant and unnecessary, atleast for me). Dinner would be served any minute.

Sitting right across me, were an aged couple, the man seemed to be retired, in his early sixties and the woman in her late fifties. It was almost two hours since they had spoken to one another, and the strange thing was that both of 'em were wide awake.

The woman staring into the darkness outside as if admiring the nothingness it had to offer and the man reading the paper intently. Each, completely at peace with their self imposed anonymity. In the last two hours their eyes met just once as if to acknowledge the others presence.

Now will all of us end up like this... bored of the other person, stop rediscovering ourself as a couple and as an individual ?? ..... Fortunately a hot coup of soup diverted my attention from worrying about things which may happen thirty years from now. Its amazing how food... tends to bring your thought process to a moratorium. seems our nervous system is hard wired to give food (our basic necessity) the ultimate priority.

So after dinner the couple hit the sack, and fortunately the thought of ending up like them desserted me and I continued reading.. the story of "The Zahir" unfolding in front of me word by word, propped up certain questions in my mind (Okay now you're wondering how could Suhas possibly end up reading "The Zahir" by . Infact itPaulo Cohelo.. Well i just tried to experiment. And no... I havent lost it or become too senti/philosophical, its a nice book, its the kinda book you would completely relate too when you have been married for 15 years or more... but hey ..its good anyways..) The protagonist(a successful author) refers to the relationship that any couple share as tracks which are parallel, much like our retired couple sitting across, each one programmed to carry along maintaining a constant distance of 143.5 cm......

(Its amazing its 143.5 cm and not 150... 70% of the world railway lines have been constructed keeping this distance in mind.. will deviate here and give you guys some gyan - The first train carriages were built using the same tools used to build horse carriages. Now the distance between the wheels of the horse carriages was decided by the width of the roads at that time, which in turn was decided by the Romans eons ago...when they built the first roads, and intriguingly this width was chosen to suit thier war chariots which were pulled by horses......)

Now that simply means, some smart ass at some point of time ..(obv ages ago) madeup rules to control the behaviour and minds of the barbaric nomads that walked the world... Rules about GOD, Religion, Concept of heaven and hell, concept of good and evil, marriage and SEX..etc etc....And so even now in the 21st century when we are more equipped as compared to the barbaric nomad then ...we still blindly follow these golden rules ... and the one who tries to question them is termed as a Social Outcast!!!... I think its time for a social revolution ... What say..!!!