Anwar's 13 year record had been surpassed. The master had achieved yet another milestone(i think it is unassailable.. or i strongly hope it to be). So many Pakistan hating people were overjoyed by the fact that a Pakistani's record had been broken by an Indian(tongue in cheek). But the master wasn't done yet. His eyes gleamed for the first ever double ton by a human being. MS Dhoni was in no mood of stopping his own rampage over the proteas. Would Sachin have to avoid getting a double ton for the teams sake (remember Rahul Dravid's decision to declare the innings?? Whatever .. That was a test match). Finally Sachin got strike. Charles Langeveldt with the ball in his hand and Sachin 1 run away from history, he guided the ball to point and there it was, (a Kodak moment would be an understatement), it was something absolutely supernatural. A heartfelt experience, I couldn't stop feeling tears under my eyes to see an icon whom I have followed right from my childhood days achieve something that big. I experienced an adrenaline rush just by sitting on the sofa and munching on a packet of chips, all thanks to the visuals which were right there in front of my eyes. And I dont think my feeling was any different from the feelings of the entire nation.
At this moment, I would refrain from speaking about his failures, and the extremist criticism(ill start abusing these extremist) that he has been subjected to. Sachin has often been compared to the great Sir Donald Bradman. His batting style and his technique is also revered as the best in the world. Tendulkar has often been compared to his counterparts like Lara and Ponting. But his achievements(and a thorough gentleman like projection of himself) has managed his name to stand out in todays era atleast, without any doubt. One would argue that Sachin's achievements are more significant than Don Bradman's anyday, plus the high level of fielding standards that teams have today and the span of time for which Sachin has played, he should be called the greatest batsman the world has ever seen, without an iota of thinking. But, at the same time we must not forget that in those days there used to be much lesser safety equipments guarding the batsman, much lesser matches that were played and much lesser medical facilities(imagine if Sachin never came out of his million injuries). Considering all these things it wouldn't be fair to compare batsmen of two completely different eras. Moreover, there was not much of Media coverage during Bradman's era, who would play "Yaha ke hum Sikandar"," Apni jeet ho unki haar haan" and play the footage of his achievements all day long. Its really fascinating to realize the magnitude of Bradman's achievements which have absolutely stood the test of time and are fresh in people's minds even today. This also gives me an optimistic feeling that Sachin's achievements will never be forgotten.
But the bottomline is, as far as the current era of cricket is concerned Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar and his outstanding records are unassailable and he can be rightly called the Tiger Woods of Cricket(minus the sex scandals :P)
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Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Lehmann story by a layman
Once Jack, Rose, Titanic and Lehmann were playing a game of Blackjack. Blackjack is a game full of risk like all endeavours in life are. Its a game of cards where a dealer is pitching against your success. However the point goes beyond knowing what Blackjack is.
Titanic was sailing freely, she got a lot of profit in one of the dealings. She bet all her money in the next one. And she sunk in the midst of all the glory she had gained earlier. Jack and Rose were cautious people. They played it safe and were getting regular returns in each dealing. Lehmann was a star, he was calculative and played his moves really smartly, and eventually was sitting above a huge sum of money, much more than the others. Seeing the beautiful(potential business) Titanic in need of money Lehmann lent her a huge sum of money. The foolish gambler that Titanic was she bet all the money one by one and to nobody's surprise lost all of it. Titanic seduced Lehmann with her sultry looks and convinced Lehmann to lend her some more. She said, "this time I will play safe and definitely give you all your money back, with the 'interest' you expect."
Jack and Rose were steady as always, Jack surged far ahead, by this time he had gone ahead of the in-hand balance of Lehmann. Jack shouted, " I'm the king of the world." But, Lehmann told him, " Sorry kid, I'm still the boss, the chick out here(with his hand extended towards Titanic) owes me 200,000 dollars, double of what you have with you ...haa haa haaaa... it'll take a decade for you 2 to catch up with me.. I can hire 5 more grads from the IIM's with a package 1/5th of that(oops, sorry for drifting away from the story)". Titanic lost everything to the dealer(various pockets of the economy where money flows and has no chance of coming back) again. Lehmann still thought he was very rich. But, Titanic had sunk to the bottom of the ocean, she was bankrupt, there was no way that she could repay her loan. And thus eventually, Bankrupt, was Lehmann too. And finally Lehmann had to accept in public that indeed he had become bankrupt....
Titanic was sailing freely, she got a lot of profit in one of the dealings. She bet all her money in the next one. And she sunk in the midst of all the glory she had gained earlier. Jack and Rose were cautious people. They played it safe and were getting regular returns in each dealing. Lehmann was a star, he was calculative and played his moves really smartly, and eventually was sitting above a huge sum of money, much more than the others. Seeing the beautiful(potential business) Titanic in need of money Lehmann lent her a huge sum of money. The foolish gambler that Titanic was she bet all the money one by one and to nobody's surprise lost all of it. Titanic seduced Lehmann with her sultry looks and convinced Lehmann to lend her some more. She said, "this time I will play safe and definitely give you all your money back, with the 'interest' you expect."
Jack and Rose were steady as always, Jack surged far ahead, by this time he had gone ahead of the in-hand balance of Lehmann. Jack shouted, " I'm the king of the world." But, Lehmann told him, " Sorry kid, I'm still the boss, the chick out here(with his hand extended towards Titanic) owes me 200,000 dollars, double of what you have with you ...haa haa haaaa... it'll take a decade for you 2 to catch up with me.. I can hire 5 more grads from the IIM's with a package 1/5th of that(oops, sorry for drifting away from the story)". Titanic lost everything to the dealer(various pockets of the economy where money flows and has no chance of coming back) again. Lehmann still thought he was very rich. But, Titanic had sunk to the bottom of the ocean, she was bankrupt, there was no way that she could repay her loan. And thus eventually, Bankrupt, was Lehmann too. And finally Lehmann had to accept in public that indeed he had become bankrupt....
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Light - A plea by innocent civilian victims of war over the world
Going through the pain
consciousness I hope to gain
when the earth will see the light
when we all will feel alright
the pain of war
seems to affect my mind
the pain of war
reminds me of all the crime
The situation - nobody seems
to be attending
violence seems to be
never ending
Lost my family
in your army's plight
there is no peace to me
even at night
I feel in my heart
that there is no end to this fight
but all i want now
is some light
but all i want forever
is some light
-- Kaustubh Kabre
consciousness I hope to gain
when the earth will see the light
when we all will feel alright
the pain of war
seems to affect my mind
the pain of war
reminds me of all the crime
The situation - nobody seems
to be attending
violence seems to be
never ending
Lost my family
in your army's plight
there is no peace to me
even at night
I feel in my heart
that there is no end to this fight
but all i want now
is some light
but all i want forever
is some light
-- Kaustubh Kabre
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Inflation
Bhai ye inflation hain kya?? I have been tired of hearing about the word. Just yesterday I came face to face with inflation for the nth time in my life..
I had a Mah-CET exam scheduled yesterday. Due to my stupidity(actually strategy to avoid a tough situation later) in terms of selecting the centre I had to go to Thakur College in Kandivali, Mumbai. A journey of around an hour from my house.(Don't believe I'm using the word journey to travel within Mumbai). The standard protocol is - take a train from Mahim to Kandivali and then take a rickshaw from the station to the college. Apart from the Western Railway mega block on this particular day I thought that I'll sail through.(Thankfully the mega block turned out to be a major hoax)
Reached Kandivali station. Started searching for a rickshaw. But I wasn't alone. There were atleast 60 odd more students who had to go to the same venue. My mom had told me, that if it is a shared rickshaw, it will be 5 bucks per passenger. Some ricksha wallah's were firstly just not ready to go to Thakur. Seeing this even further increase in demand and lowering of supply of the service the rickshaw driver upped his charges the moment I got into his vehicle. "Sahab 10 Rupayaa each lagega.. chalega??" All of us had to agree to the proposal.
This is when I realised the concept of controlled inflation and its advantages. If the Rickshaw wallah had asked 25 bucks each then probably he would have lost his customers (at least me, definitely..well probably not considering I was getting late for my exam). Due to controlled inflation the money flew from the customer into the service thus kept the economy moving(High demand and thoughtful pricing ke wajeh se Rickshaw walleh ka bhi bhalaa ho gaya). Thats all from a layman. Experts please pour in......
I had a Mah-CET exam scheduled yesterday. Due to my stupidity(actually strategy to avoid a tough situation later) in terms of selecting the centre I had to go to Thakur College in Kandivali, Mumbai. A journey of around an hour from my house.(Don't believe I'm using the word journey to travel within Mumbai). The standard protocol is - take a train from Mahim to Kandivali and then take a rickshaw from the station to the college. Apart from the Western Railway mega block on this particular day I thought that I'll sail through.(Thankfully the mega block turned out to be a major hoax)
Reached Kandivali station. Started searching for a rickshaw. But I wasn't alone. There were atleast 60 odd more students who had to go to the same venue. My mom had told me, that if it is a shared rickshaw, it will be 5 bucks per passenger. Some ricksha wallah's were firstly just not ready to go to Thakur. Seeing this even further increase in demand and lowering of supply of the service the rickshaw driver upped his charges the moment I got into his vehicle. "Sahab 10 Rupayaa each lagega.. chalega??" All of us had to agree to the proposal.
This is when I realised the concept of controlled inflation and its advantages. If the Rickshaw wallah had asked 25 bucks each then probably he would have lost his customers (at least me, definitely..well probably not considering I was getting late for my exam). Due to controlled inflation the money flew from the customer into the service thus kept the economy moving(High demand and thoughtful pricing ke wajeh se Rickshaw walleh ka bhi bhalaa ho gaya). Thats all from a layman. Experts please pour in......
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Marriage by abduction :(
Was flipping through the channels this morning. Thanks to DTH services we are able to browse without flipping the current channel. Suddenly I saw a UNESCO program being shown. My hands stopped at seeing that abbreviation. And strangely this program was being shown on a very litle known channel called DD Bharti.
I was just casually having a look at what are they really showing over here. Slowly I began to realise this is something related to child marriage. Most of us Indians are aware that a criminal custom of child marriage is still existing in our system. But, what I saw was even worse...
Dowry is still a common thing during our marriages. In some places it is as good as a compulsory ritual.. Yes.. A big shame it is.. But this custom which is so detrimental to our society has led to the creation of another criminal custom. Somewhere in Bihar, the family of the girl child abducts the boy and forcefully make him marry their daughter, primarily to avoid the burden of dowry. I don't know if you had heard about such a thing happening in our country but at least for me it was an unpleasant revelation made by the idiot box. Not that I care less about the dastardly acts which I mentioned earlier that are happening in our country.
They were interviewing this chap who was a victim of 'marriage by abduction'. Now he was a grown up adult. Poor guy was so desperate to marry again. He was so frustrated that he didn't mind his current wife and kids staying in his house, but he simply didn't love his wife. This situation was pretty much inevitable. Unless he really liked his forcefully wedded wife. Phew.. that is when I feel really lucky to be a part of urban India.(I assume no such incidents happen in urban India). Further, I think, even arranged marriage is better. And on a serious note, to cover up for the sins I committed by making fun of this situation, this really should stop. But how, is the question.
I was just casually having a look at what are they really showing over here. Slowly I began to realise this is something related to child marriage. Most of us Indians are aware that a criminal custom of child marriage is still existing in our system. But, what I saw was even worse...
Dowry is still a common thing during our marriages. In some places it is as good as a compulsory ritual.. Yes.. A big shame it is.. But this custom which is so detrimental to our society has led to the creation of another criminal custom. Somewhere in Bihar, the family of the girl child abducts the boy and forcefully make him marry their daughter, primarily to avoid the burden of dowry. I don't know if you had heard about such a thing happening in our country but at least for me it was an unpleasant revelation made by the idiot box. Not that I care less about the dastardly acts which I mentioned earlier that are happening in our country.
They were interviewing this chap who was a victim of 'marriage by abduction'. Now he was a grown up adult. Poor guy was so desperate to marry again. He was so frustrated that he didn't mind his current wife and kids staying in his house, but he simply didn't love his wife. This situation was pretty much inevitable. Unless he really liked his forcefully wedded wife. Phew.. that is when I feel really lucky to be a part of urban India.(I assume no such incidents happen in urban India). Further, I think, even arranged marriage is better. And on a serious note, to cover up for the sins I committed by making fun of this situation, this really should stop. But how, is the question.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Somebody .. Stop him from dancing
My eyes are tired
and my mind is confused
somebody's dancing on the television
and I ain't amused
The beat of the music piece is right there, the picture quality is jhingalala, I'm tapping my feet looking at the person dancing in front of me, thinking this is another ad by Sony Ericsson in which Hrithik Roshan is dancing yet again. To my amazement, this is a Hide and Seek ad.
Ye accha hain, first make us put on calories by telling us to eat Hide and Seek, let our stomachs bulge out and then also make us feel bad that due to our newly developed paunch we cannot dance like Hrithik!!!
However, Hrithik dancing in the ad has become such an overdose, I really cannot distinguish which brand is he representing as he is made to dance in practically every ad. Probably the Italiano ad( then some butter .. and then .. umm) stands out of all of them. The journey that had started from the bottle juggling Coke ad doesn't seem to have ended. I just hope they can utilize his overflowing talent and gifted features without putting such limitations on him. Poor he, blame the ad wallahs.
and my mind is confused
somebody's dancing on the television
and I ain't amused
The beat of the music piece is right there, the picture quality is jhingalala, I'm tapping my feet looking at the person dancing in front of me, thinking this is another ad by Sony Ericsson in which Hrithik Roshan is dancing yet again. To my amazement, this is a Hide and Seek ad.
Ye accha hain, first make us put on calories by telling us to eat Hide and Seek, let our stomachs bulge out and then also make us feel bad that due to our newly developed paunch we cannot dance like Hrithik!!!
However, Hrithik dancing in the ad has become such an overdose, I really cannot distinguish which brand is he representing as he is made to dance in practically every ad. Probably the Italiano ad( then some butter .. and then .. umm) stands out of all of them. The journey that had started from the bottle juggling Coke ad doesn't seem to have ended. I just hope they can utilize his overflowing talent and gifted features without putting such limitations on him. Poor he, blame the ad wallahs.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The day Narendra Modi felt that he was being too nice
Not long ago the Indian political scene seemed have few examples of mutual admiration. Although, the on going tussles between regional parties had really heated up one major development broke all the clutter and made headlines among political circles. Narendra Modi, the very popular Chief Minister of Gujarat had praised Union Home Minister P. Chidambaram and his gang at the center for being very prompt in their actions and for being on their toes regarding security of the country and co-operating with the state governments.
I couldn't believe my ears that a senior as well as influential party leader of the BJP has showered praise on the way Congress has been running the Sarkar. How I wish Narendra Modi was without his Hindutva Agenda. He is a figure whom I immensely get attracted to, but when he opens his trap about Hindutva the entire effect vanishes. Someday I really want to see whether the tall claims he makes about progressive development in Gujarat is really very true. Nonetheless, it was indeed very heartening to see for once that opposition party leaders weren't fighting with each other and abandoning meetings like small children.
Today, Narendra Modi is back at Congress lashing. This time the Gandhi-Nehru Khandaan is the target yet again. NM has targeted Rajiv Gandhi's statement which was made years back regarding the leakage of money provided by the centre to the state into corrupt hands. Rajiv Gandhi had complained that only 15% percent of the money goes into the deserving pockets in those days, to which Narendra Modi has pointed out the 100% flawless allocation of funds to the people by his government. Rightly so pointed, if his government is indeed doing it, and he deserves a pat on the back for it, if completely true. With the BJP senior party leaders' meeting coming up, may be he wanted to rub off the niceness shown by him.
I couldn't believe my ears that a senior as well as influential party leader of the BJP has showered praise on the way Congress has been running the Sarkar. How I wish Narendra Modi was without his Hindutva Agenda. He is a figure whom I immensely get attracted to, but when he opens his trap about Hindutva the entire effect vanishes. Someday I really want to see whether the tall claims he makes about progressive development in Gujarat is really very true. Nonetheless, it was indeed very heartening to see for once that opposition party leaders weren't fighting with each other and abandoning meetings like small children.
Today, Narendra Modi is back at Congress lashing. This time the Gandhi-Nehru Khandaan is the target yet again. NM has targeted Rajiv Gandhi's statement which was made years back regarding the leakage of money provided by the centre to the state into corrupt hands. Rajiv Gandhi had complained that only 15% percent of the money goes into the deserving pockets in those days, to which Narendra Modi has pointed out the 100% flawless allocation of funds to the people by his government. Rightly so pointed, if his government is indeed doing it, and he deserves a pat on the back for it, if completely true. With the BJP senior party leaders' meeting coming up, may be he wanted to rub off the niceness shown by him.
Shame on you James Cameron - Courtesy a forwarded mail
Rajesh Khanna breaks his silence, accuses James Cameron of his latest blockbuster
Avatar being a copy of Kaka’s 1983 Bollywood masterpiece Avtaar.
He supported his argument with following proofs, They copied the POSTER!
They even copied my paralyzed hand.
Shabana’s faraway look, copied again.
Do you need more proof...?
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Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Karthik Calling Karthik - A sneak-peek
My Favourite Indian Movie Maker is back. Farhan Akhtar. This time again in his new found profession, but pre-existing talent of acting. I somehow connect completely to whatever he does. The man really makes the character look real be it, he being in front of or behind the camera.
I have been lucky enough to have had a sneak-peek at the movie. And I should say I was completely awestruck by the entire movie. The music of the movie is really groovy. Another soul-connection album provided by Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy. Especially Hey ya, Uff teri ada and Jaane ye kya Hua. Im sure Uff teri ada would be a hit the night clubs already.
The story of this movie is really hatke. The film starts with a very thrilling feeling in the dark backdrop of a cave. Where the protagonist of the movie Karthik lies with his head on the ground smashed with a heavy hand. His body exposed to the icy floor of the cave and his blood being getting diluted in the ice. He can't speak, he's numb and has 2 guards hovering right over him. Then the camera shifts on the silhouette of a pony-tailed guy, a familiar voice. He's on the phone, puffing a cigar and speaking to someone and surrounded by the biggest computers one might have ever seen. The cave is a lab full of scientist working day in and day out, and one gets a feeling that even they have been held under captivation.
The main plot of the movie surrounds the threats of human cloning of how dangerous things can get in the future. The love story is a flashback into the life of Karthik. And that is where the entire movie picks, how things change in the real Karthik's life, how a dangerous experiment, could have meant a huge threat to so many lives in the world. Farhan Aktar is at his usual best, and Deepika Padukone is looking fresher than ever. The climax of the movie and particularly the unfolding of events towards the end are absolutely breathtaking.
The most amazing thing about this movie, and very well guarded fact, is that, the person who is running the entire show of human cloning, the pony tailed guy, is.... Shah Rukh Khan. While Farhan Akhtar has been fooling people that Don 2 is on the cards, KCK is indeed Don 2. The entire movie has been shot in the Alps and the scenes have superb aesthetic appeal. The entire Don gang is back and back with a bang!!!
I have been lucky enough to have had a sneak-peek at the movie. And I should say I was completely awestruck by the entire movie. The music of the movie is really groovy. Another soul-connection album provided by Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy. Especially Hey ya, Uff teri ada and Jaane ye kya Hua. Im sure Uff teri ada would be a hit the night clubs already.
The story of this movie is really hatke. The film starts with a very thrilling feeling in the dark backdrop of a cave. Where the protagonist of the movie Karthik lies with his head on the ground smashed with a heavy hand. His body exposed to the icy floor of the cave and his blood being getting diluted in the ice. He can't speak, he's numb and has 2 guards hovering right over him. Then the camera shifts on the silhouette of a pony-tailed guy, a familiar voice. He's on the phone, puffing a cigar and speaking to someone and surrounded by the biggest computers one might have ever seen. The cave is a lab full of scientist working day in and day out, and one gets a feeling that even they have been held under captivation.
The main plot of the movie surrounds the threats of human cloning of how dangerous things can get in the future. The love story is a flashback into the life of Karthik. And that is where the entire movie picks, how things change in the real Karthik's life, how a dangerous experiment, could have meant a huge threat to so many lives in the world. Farhan Aktar is at his usual best, and Deepika Padukone is looking fresher than ever. The climax of the movie and particularly the unfolding of events towards the end are absolutely breathtaking.
The most amazing thing about this movie, and very well guarded fact, is that, the person who is running the entire show of human cloning, the pony tailed guy, is.... Shah Rukh Khan. While Farhan Akhtar has been fooling people that Don 2 is on the cards, KCK is indeed Don 2. The entire movie has been shot in the Alps and the scenes have superb aesthetic appeal. The entire Don gang is back and back with a bang!!!
Uncalled for
Mystance - Ashamed
I admire the wit of Gujarati businessmen, but the things mentioned here seem to have very little backing.
When will Indians think like Indians?? And largely as representatives of the human race who respect everybody's effort.
I admire the wit of Gujarati businessmen, but the things mentioned here seem to have very little backing.
When will Indians think like Indians?? And largely as representatives of the human race who respect everybody's effort.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Out of Nowhere - Luck
I was down and out
with a will but no way
speechless if questioned
trying to hide my failure
and then out of nowhere
a light shone upon me
and said don't worry
I am here
At times of success I forget luck
At times of failure I curse it
Is luck such a worthless thing
that I think it is not worth it?
seldom does luck shine upon me
what made it think about me this time
i realised that this is just a sign
that I shall reach where I am destined.
-- Kaustubh Kabre
with a will but no way
speechless if questioned
trying to hide my failure
and then out of nowhere
a light shone upon me
and said don't worry
I am here
At times of success I forget luck
At times of failure I curse it
Is luck such a worthless thing
that I think it is not worth it?
seldom does luck shine upon me
what made it think about me this time
i realised that this is just a sign
that I shall reach where I am destined.
-- Kaustubh Kabre
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Khel Power ka
I recently visited my native place. Angnewadi in Malwan. Sindhudurg District. It is very much a centre of Maratha Politics. Narayan Rane is a Demi-God in a place called Kankawli, a few kilometers away from my native place. I go for an annual visit to my native for a religious reason. It is an annual Jatra(fair) at the temple, right next to our house in the native, to which my family is really attached reaching through my ancestor roots.
I got off with my family at the Kankawli station. Moderate weather conditions, sunny day and most importantly away from the city pollution. It is a road journey from here to my native. I come across familiar faces on the hoardings welcoming everybody for the Jatra - Narayan Rane, Bal Thackeray, Raj Thackeray and other biggies apart from other unheard workers of the parties. The banners and arcs are all over the place. Rajnikant would get a complex about the number of banners that exist for the parties if he visits this place... ok not that dramatic... nobody can beat the fan following of Rajnikant... This is the scene every year. After all this is a Maratha politics stronghold. What would one expect out of our politicians if not this... Fair enough.
Now I see cars having MNS and 'the older' Sena stickers printed on them. The cars are full of Orange flag stickers. Few cars have hoisted mini flags on their cars, some are carrying huge flags outside their cars window as if declaring war against somebody. The last time I remember, I felt proud of a similar scene was when India won the T20 World Cup when people were carrying huge flags of India and shouting out of joy from their cars. Well of course the country had made its mark in a prestigious event and there was hysteria in the air, people were jumping from top of the Sea-Link into the sea ( :P )... in short people had gone mad. It was a feeling of unity and a collective feeling of triumph.
I thought to myself what are these people trying to indicate by hoisting the Orange (and the other variety)flags of a particular party over their cars. One can say that they are supporting a certain party and representing that particular party.. ok .. again looking through a political angle things seemed fine. Then I thought these flags also signify power, these flags are also giving power to the people inside the car to throw their weight around, these flags are a signal to everybody around them that .. look liitle one ... don't mess with us.. coz now you where we are coming from.. So many people cant be representing political parties. That is when I get the feeling that this particular "Marathi Manoos" is feeling weak, supporting the agenda of Marathi shovenist parties makes him feel powerful.. It is not like the political parties are brain washing the minds of "this" Marathi Manoos, but the Marathi Manoos is readily wanting to be part of such an ideology because it makes him feel powerful, which wouldn't have been the case(according to them) if such parties did not exist. That gives me an even irritating thought that the Sena's are here to stay, regardless of how much people like you and me, including the 'Asli' Marathi Manoos hate such an ideology.
Another weird incident. We were on our way back from Kankawli. It was just my sis, jiju and myself. A hardcore Marathi gang had seats in our berth. Abusing in every alternate word, I could sense that it is going to be a tough journey back to the city(On our way to the native we had already experienced irritating co-travellers who made us switch of the lights really early, and also woke us up really early with their loud noise). But my doubts were converted into certainty when they removed a carton full of Beer and started opening the bottles 'Rang de Basanti' style. A couple of them were already sloshed, I coudn't imagine what their state would have been if they were going to have more. The TC came in, and he behaved as if he was a guest at a powerful persons house and not the sole authority in the train. My sis was too irritated with the entire scene, my jiju instinctively asked for a change in seat if they had an alternative with them. We asked them if their alternative seats are confirmed to which the sloshed guy replied " Arre amhi Marathi Manoos, no cheating". Fair enough dude, but never use the word Marathi Manoos atleast when you are in a such a state. We ultimately got peaceful seats.
The TC passed by. Jiju reprimanded him, reminded him of his duties, asked him he was pretending to be blind. The TC said that only if any passenger complains do we take action???!!!?? That's like you telling me that you are punishing me for peeing in your backyard only because your neighbour complained that I did so. Didn't you also catch me peeing in your backyard?? Whatever.. but I hope the point is through. But at least I got some respite when I saw he TC ultimately talking to those people outside the compartment where we were sitting earlier. If any action was taken.... I don't know???
I got off with my family at the Kankawli station. Moderate weather conditions, sunny day and most importantly away from the city pollution. It is a road journey from here to my native. I come across familiar faces on the hoardings welcoming everybody for the Jatra - Narayan Rane, Bal Thackeray, Raj Thackeray and other biggies apart from other unheard workers of the parties. The banners and arcs are all over the place. Rajnikant would get a complex about the number of banners that exist for the parties if he visits this place... ok not that dramatic... nobody can beat the fan following of Rajnikant... This is the scene every year. After all this is a Maratha politics stronghold. What would one expect out of our politicians if not this... Fair enough.
Now I see cars having MNS and 'the older' Sena stickers printed on them. The cars are full of Orange flag stickers. Few cars have hoisted mini flags on their cars, some are carrying huge flags outside their cars window as if declaring war against somebody. The last time I remember, I felt proud of a similar scene was when India won the T20 World Cup when people were carrying huge flags of India and shouting out of joy from their cars. Well of course the country had made its mark in a prestigious event and there was hysteria in the air, people were jumping from top of the Sea-Link into the sea ( :P )... in short people had gone mad. It was a feeling of unity and a collective feeling of triumph.
I thought to myself what are these people trying to indicate by hoisting the Orange (and the other variety)flags of a particular party over their cars. One can say that they are supporting a certain party and representing that particular party.. ok .. again looking through a political angle things seemed fine. Then I thought these flags also signify power, these flags are also giving power to the people inside the car to throw their weight around, these flags are a signal to everybody around them that .. look liitle one ... don't mess with us.. coz now you where we are coming from.. So many people cant be representing political parties. That is when I get the feeling that this particular "Marathi Manoos" is feeling weak, supporting the agenda of Marathi shovenist parties makes him feel powerful.. It is not like the political parties are brain washing the minds of "this" Marathi Manoos, but the Marathi Manoos is readily wanting to be part of such an ideology because it makes him feel powerful, which wouldn't have been the case(according to them) if such parties did not exist. That gives me an even irritating thought that the Sena's are here to stay, regardless of how much people like you and me, including the 'Asli' Marathi Manoos hate such an ideology.
Another weird incident. We were on our way back from Kankawli. It was just my sis, jiju and myself. A hardcore Marathi gang had seats in our berth. Abusing in every alternate word, I could sense that it is going to be a tough journey back to the city(On our way to the native we had already experienced irritating co-travellers who made us switch of the lights really early, and also woke us up really early with their loud noise). But my doubts were converted into certainty when they removed a carton full of Beer and started opening the bottles 'Rang de Basanti' style. A couple of them were already sloshed, I coudn't imagine what their state would have been if they were going to have more. The TC came in, and he behaved as if he was a guest at a powerful persons house and not the sole authority in the train. My sis was too irritated with the entire scene, my jiju instinctively asked for a change in seat if they had an alternative with them. We asked them if their alternative seats are confirmed to which the sloshed guy replied " Arre amhi Marathi Manoos, no cheating". Fair enough dude, but never use the word Marathi Manoos atleast when you are in a such a state. We ultimately got peaceful seats.
The TC passed by. Jiju reprimanded him, reminded him of his duties, asked him he was pretending to be blind. The TC said that only if any passenger complains do we take action???!!!?? That's like you telling me that you are punishing me for peeing in your backyard only because your neighbour complained that I did so. Didn't you also catch me peeing in your backyard?? Whatever.. but I hope the point is through. But at least I got some respite when I saw he TC ultimately talking to those people outside the compartment where we were sitting earlier. If any action was taken.... I don't know???
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
A Compromise - A short term insecurity killer
Just thinking about my future
It seems like I have to jump from Mercury to Jupiter
Seeing the world around busy working
I cant stop thinking
It feels numb
It feels dumb
the goal is all set
but it feels that im not done yet
lost in thought I am
people ask me if im alright
they look at me confused
they thought I was bright
the brain cant stop overanalysing
too nervous to attain success
sometimes I overdo it
without a direction clueless
Dazed and confused I am
The task seems to dawn upon me
If I dont stop getting scared
It is sure to walk over me
Feel low on confidence
getting a feeling of self destruction
running out of gas
insecurity shunts the propulsion
Jupiter is far away, Venus should be fine
But if I have the capability
why should I not shine
If I dont gather courage now
I will curse myself for life
Too far Jupiter is definitely
But I should commit to it as if it were my wife.
--Kaustubh Kabre
It seems like I have to jump from Mercury to Jupiter
Seeing the world around busy working
I cant stop thinking
It feels numb
It feels dumb
the goal is all set
but it feels that im not done yet
lost in thought I am
people ask me if im alright
they look at me confused
they thought I was bright
the brain cant stop overanalysing
too nervous to attain success
sometimes I overdo it
without a direction clueless
Dazed and confused I am
The task seems to dawn upon me
If I dont stop getting scared
It is sure to walk over me
Feel low on confidence
getting a feeling of self destruction
running out of gas
insecurity shunts the propulsion
Jupiter is far away, Venus should be fine
But if I have the capability
why should I not shine
If I dont gather courage now
I will curse myself for life
Too far Jupiter is definitely
But I should commit to it as if it were my wife.
--Kaustubh Kabre
Friday, February 5, 2010
The Right and the Wrong of Thackeray ideology
The Right's of the ideology:
1. Migrants coming and using(stealing) the resources like electricity & water free of cost, which is ultimately paid by other residents. Illegal slum developments - though it is their majboori - I don't think it is anymore acceptable in the already congested city of Mumbai, also keeping in mind the number of illegal developments already existing in Mumbai.
2. The shops should have the name printed in Marathi also. We are not yet a completely English speaking/writting country/state. Every citizen is atleast entitled to be able to read the name of the shop - regardless of whether he/she wants to enter it or no. It shouldn't be made such an issue as it is a common phenomenon inherited by a regionally divided state of India. Plus there is nothing unsophisticated in having vernacular language name alongside the English name. Unfortunately, many people consider this as an insult to their favourite brand. People you are just being Indian in doing so, so please consider it to be normal and not a pathetic style statement.(This is an effect of being westernized). But again, no reason for 'whichever' Sena to go on the streets and create a tamasha through violence. Also I think it would have been politically more correct, if they used the word 'Devanagri script' instead of Marathi. Probably, it wouldn't have been 'politically' correct for the Marathi shovenists.
3. Learn to speak Marathi.
My view:
But no offense if you don't want to. But if you may have visited government offices you would have the idea of the importance of knowing to speak Marathi in Mumbai. The situation is hard to change. Most Government jobs have their ranks occupied by Maharashtrians, sometimes I feel these positions are through family inheritence going by the degree of laziness and inefficiency shown by some of these particular officials. If somebody ever plans to settle in Mumbai, it is really a plus point if you know how to speak Marathi. Though it is not a compulsion in any case, but it is definitely an advantage in certain situations. So Sena, Please don't beat up people. live and let live.
The endless Wrongs:
Owwwww .... my hand is hurting even before starting to write this
1. To put the point straight. Mumbai tumchya Bapachi nahi aahe. Me Marathi asun tumchya muye mala marathi aslyachi kadhi kadhi laaj watte(Mumbai is not your fathers property, Though I myself am a maharashtrian, because of people like you I sometimes feel ashamed to be one). And btw Mr. B/R Thackeray Mumbaikar's are not a gift you got as Dowry to use them the way you want to. Who gave you the right to destroy public property or even cause a slight feeling of being terrorised amongst the residents of this beautiful city of mine.
2. Do the Sena's even realise who they talk about throwing out? For a fact, Maharashtrians are not the best of Entrepreuners to have existed in India at least up to today's date. Mumbai wouldn't have been Mumbai if it weren't for the Gujarati's, Parsee's Muslims, Jain's, Marwari's, Sindhi's, Christians, Punjabi's, Sikh's ... name more which the Sena names as migrants. These people have been the highest job creators for the city. The Finance departments are being ruled by the South Indians, and they are brilliant at what they do. If there are 'bhaiya's' who cause nuisance in the city, there are also Maharashtrians who cause nuisance, why not throw them out too. What to do they are part of your vote bank. There are so many Yadav's, Sharma's and Tiwari's who are successful and leading their lives as good citizens. If my tiny voice could ever reach you, the issue at hand is to identify the nuisance creators and take action against them. This, will effectively make a better Mumbai, which every Mumbaikar, every Indian dreams of.
3. Mumbai belongs to Mumbaikar's. Delhi belongs to Delhiites. Kolkata belongs to Bengali's. You are just stating an obvious fact. But as Indian you should realise that whoever comes to Mumbai as a migrant is an Indian first, and he/she has by every means full right to stay in India. Dont belive you are an Indian?? Let us have a look at your birth certificate. I would be proved wrong if in the nationality column it is written Maharashtrian. It is not the fault of the migrants that their state doesn't have enough facilities to provide, for them to become successful. It is just a human tendency of following his/her dreams due to which they take a decision of coming to the city of dreams. Apart from that, as a matter of fact the Koli's and the Agri's are the original inhabitants of Mumbai. So your claim of maharashtrians having a hold on Mumbai becomes null and void as is.
PS: I respect my community. I respect the success stories of all Maharashtrians. I respect the Maharashtrian culture and I am proud of the unique talents possessed by so many people in my community. I love Mumbai. I am proud to be an Indian.
1. Migrants coming and using(stealing) the resources like electricity & water free of cost, which is ultimately paid by other residents. Illegal slum developments - though it is their majboori - I don't think it is anymore acceptable in the already congested city of Mumbai, also keeping in mind the number of illegal developments already existing in Mumbai.
2. The shops should have the name printed in Marathi also. We are not yet a completely English speaking/writting country/state. Every citizen is atleast entitled to be able to read the name of the shop - regardless of whether he/she wants to enter it or no. It shouldn't be made such an issue as it is a common phenomenon inherited by a regionally divided state of India. Plus there is nothing unsophisticated in having vernacular language name alongside the English name. Unfortunately, many people consider this as an insult to their favourite brand. People you are just being Indian in doing so, so please consider it to be normal and not a pathetic style statement.(This is an effect of being westernized). But again, no reason for 'whichever' Sena to go on the streets and create a tamasha through violence. Also I think it would have been politically more correct, if they used the word 'Devanagri script' instead of Marathi. Probably, it wouldn't have been 'politically' correct for the Marathi shovenists.
3. Learn to speak Marathi.
My view:
But no offense if you don't want to. But if you may have visited government offices you would have the idea of the importance of knowing to speak Marathi in Mumbai. The situation is hard to change. Most Government jobs have their ranks occupied by Maharashtrians, sometimes I feel these positions are through family inheritence going by the degree of laziness and inefficiency shown by some of these particular officials. If somebody ever plans to settle in Mumbai, it is really a plus point if you know how to speak Marathi. Though it is not a compulsion in any case, but it is definitely an advantage in certain situations. So Sena, Please don't beat up people. live and let live.
The endless Wrongs:
Owwwww .... my hand is hurting even before starting to write this
1. To put the point straight. Mumbai tumchya Bapachi nahi aahe. Me Marathi asun tumchya muye mala marathi aslyachi kadhi kadhi laaj watte(Mumbai is not your fathers property, Though I myself am a maharashtrian, because of people like you I sometimes feel ashamed to be one). And btw Mr. B/R Thackeray Mumbaikar's are not a gift you got as Dowry to use them the way you want to. Who gave you the right to destroy public property or even cause a slight feeling of being terrorised amongst the residents of this beautiful city of mine.
2. Do the Sena's even realise who they talk about throwing out? For a fact, Maharashtrians are not the best of Entrepreuners to have existed in India at least up to today's date. Mumbai wouldn't have been Mumbai if it weren't for the Gujarati's, Parsee's Muslims, Jain's, Marwari's, Sindhi's, Christians, Punjabi's, Sikh's ... name more which the Sena names as migrants. These people have been the highest job creators for the city. The Finance departments are being ruled by the South Indians, and they are brilliant at what they do. If there are 'bhaiya's' who cause nuisance in the city, there are also Maharashtrians who cause nuisance, why not throw them out too. What to do they are part of your vote bank. There are so many Yadav's, Sharma's and Tiwari's who are successful and leading their lives as good citizens. If my tiny voice could ever reach you, the issue at hand is to identify the nuisance creators and take action against them. This, will effectively make a better Mumbai, which every Mumbaikar, every Indian dreams of.
3. Mumbai belongs to Mumbaikar's. Delhi belongs to Delhiites. Kolkata belongs to Bengali's. You are just stating an obvious fact. But as Indian you should realise that whoever comes to Mumbai as a migrant is an Indian first, and he/she has by every means full right to stay in India. Dont belive you are an Indian?? Let us have a look at your birth certificate. I would be proved wrong if in the nationality column it is written Maharashtrian. It is not the fault of the migrants that their state doesn't have enough facilities to provide, for them to become successful. It is just a human tendency of following his/her dreams due to which they take a decision of coming to the city of dreams. Apart from that, as a matter of fact the Koli's and the Agri's are the original inhabitants of Mumbai. So your claim of maharashtrians having a hold on Mumbai becomes null and void as is.
PS: I respect my community. I respect the success stories of all Maharashtrians. I respect the Maharashtrian culture and I am proud of the unique talents possessed by so many people in my community. I love Mumbai. I am proud to be an Indian.
Blink
Blink... Eureka!!! Its a piece of brilliant thinking, something that not many people could have thought of. The world is full of ideas, success is limited to a very few ideas. What distinguishes these ideas from the rest? Is it practice or is it purely more knowledge about a certain subject? Why do we sometimes take so much time to think over the solution to a problem and when you find the answer your like 'that was so simple to think of'. On the other hand someone might know the solution within a flash.
While you are reading this very line do you realize how effortlessly you are reading these very words. I had read an email stating that (please read the following line as fast as you can) "eevn if I worte smoethnig lkie tihs you wuold be albe to raed it. The lgioc bnhied this was siad to be taht wehn we do ripad radeing we look olny at the frsit and the lsat letetr and we asusme taht wrod to be a cretian wrod". This effortless reading has come only after years of reading something or the other everyday. This rapid decision making mechanism was has been developed through a mechanism called thin slicing as described in the book called "Blink" by Malcolm Gladwell.
There is an amazing instance from the book where a research is being carried on married couples, as part of a marriage counseling workshop. The couple is made to sit in a room and left alone and told to talk about anything they want to discuss with each other. A video recording of their interaction is done. The couple may discuss probably about their neighbour or their dog or even about sex. To a layman the couple seems to be absolutely fine as they were hardly being agressive towards each other or even seemed as if they were fighting, but the researchers were noting down, every second of the conversation, each and every movement of each person, every expression like agreement, sigh, rolling eyes and even the restlessness developed by a particular partner. If any of them was being defensive in their approach towards the other person, in the sense, " thats true ... but ..." kind of style of argument. Through these thin sliced observations the scientists were able to predict 95% correctly if the couple were really happy with each other or stuff like if the couple would still be with each other after 7 years.
However, it is not about collecting a lot of information. it is about collecting the required information. But, the problem that most of us face is recognising which information is useful. Like, I have a penchant for developing my knowledge about current affairs, so I read newspapers. But if I read a complete story about a boy falling in a borewell and only the headlines regarding the reasons of the Lehmann Brothers tragedy, I know I have faultered in my goal. Its about knowing your goal and developing a focused strategy pertaining only to your goal. The method of developing this flash instinct is ambiguous. There is no hard and fast manner to develop this. May be it is a meticulous approach towards your passion!!
While you are reading this very line do you realize how effortlessly you are reading these very words. I had read an email stating that (please read the following line as fast as you can) "eevn if I worte smoethnig lkie tihs you wuold be albe to raed it. The lgioc bnhied this was siad to be taht wehn we do ripad radeing we look olny at the frsit and the lsat letetr and we asusme taht wrod to be a cretian wrod". This effortless reading has come only after years of reading something or the other everyday. This rapid decision making mechanism was has been developed through a mechanism called thin slicing as described in the book called "Blink" by Malcolm Gladwell.
There is an amazing instance from the book where a research is being carried on married couples, as part of a marriage counseling workshop. The couple is made to sit in a room and left alone and told to talk about anything they want to discuss with each other. A video recording of their interaction is done. The couple may discuss probably about their neighbour or their dog or even about sex. To a layman the couple seems to be absolutely fine as they were hardly being agressive towards each other or even seemed as if they were fighting, but the researchers were noting down, every second of the conversation, each and every movement of each person, every expression like agreement, sigh, rolling eyes and even the restlessness developed by a particular partner. If any of them was being defensive in their approach towards the other person, in the sense, " thats true ... but ..." kind of style of argument. Through these thin sliced observations the scientists were able to predict 95% correctly if the couple were really happy with each other or stuff like if the couple would still be with each other after 7 years.
However, it is not about collecting a lot of information. it is about collecting the required information. But, the problem that most of us face is recognising which information is useful. Like, I have a penchant for developing my knowledge about current affairs, so I read newspapers. But if I read a complete story about a boy falling in a borewell and only the headlines regarding the reasons of the Lehmann Brothers tragedy, I know I have faultered in my goal. Its about knowing your goal and developing a focused strategy pertaining only to your goal. The method of developing this flash instinct is ambiguous. There is no hard and fast manner to develop this. May be it is a meticulous approach towards your passion!!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
A journey for acceptance
A dream to start something new
But I didn't know how to do
It was a concept new
could have been accepted by very few
People thought I was clueless
wasting my time aimless
In desperation I roamed around like a nomad
knowing that one day they would be glad
I wanted a few questions resolved
no man was ready to be involved
Too passionate to quit I was
I knew it was all for my cause
people could easily term me mad
sold all the furniture I had
caring neighbours and relatives in all sorts of pain
but some money i got to sustain
Recognized that it could only be London
where i could possibly get my job done
a man to help was gracious enough
learned the tricks of the trade and other stuff
came back and started in full swing
I felt like I had developed wings
it took little time to convince everyone again
confident of my capabilities I knew I would reign
the job was done got a lot of acclaim
ultimately had carved a niche for my name
success was incomplete without my families support
the journey was worthwhile despite all the retorts
-- Kaustubh Kabre
(Inspired from Harishchandrachi Factory - India's official entry to the Oscars 2010)
But I didn't know how to do
It was a concept new
could have been accepted by very few
People thought I was clueless
wasting my time aimless
In desperation I roamed around like a nomad
knowing that one day they would be glad
I wanted a few questions resolved
no man was ready to be involved
Too passionate to quit I was
I knew it was all for my cause
people could easily term me mad
sold all the furniture I had
caring neighbours and relatives in all sorts of pain
but some money i got to sustain
Recognized that it could only be London
where i could possibly get my job done
a man to help was gracious enough
learned the tricks of the trade and other stuff
came back and started in full swing
I felt like I had developed wings
it took little time to convince everyone again
confident of my capabilities I knew I would reign
the job was done got a lot of acclaim
ultimately had carved a niche for my name
success was incomplete without my families support
the journey was worthwhile despite all the retorts
-- Kaustubh Kabre
(Inspired from Harishchandrachi Factory - India's official entry to the Oscars 2010)
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