Biharis now have got agressive and who else could they target but the Governor instead, and during the ongoing Assembly ! Raj caught the commotion on televison and got pissted off (as usual) and dashed off a letter to the press refusing to sit quiet, yet again justifying how the state well treats its own karnataka born governor S M Krishna. Meanwhile my non -Maharashtrian friends and colleagues appear happy that Marathis will now have to bear the brunt.
Moreoever lower middle class marathis working in mantralaya and government offices are fearing for their relatives in places like bhopal, indore and even a remote asansol.
The action just refuses to die down!
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
Political khichdi
On Sunday prior to the Samajwadi rally, the United Front Progressive Alliance(UNPA), a group of ex-chief ministers gathered for press conference in one of the five stars hotels in Mumbai and announced to a group of already worked up journalists how they though the present coalition government in the country was a disaster and justified to the messengers how they can do a much better job.
The dias was a congregation of a group of senior citizens, Farooq Abdullah, Om Prakash Chautala, Chandrababu Naidu, Mulayam Singh Yadav, Amar Singh and Jaya Bachchan and starlet Jaya Prada---all having enjoyed power in their heydays and itching to get it back.
THE UNPA is nothing but a joke created by visionless old leaders fast on the decline in their careers. If leadership is all about leading one's ideologies to transformation of the vast majority of the deprived and underpriviledged, these men were a far cry from it. That Chandrababu Naidu, the polished and savvy politician who transformed the urban Telugu class to adapt IT into their daily lifestyle, should be sharing the dias with the likes of a Mulayam Singh Yadav or even an Abdullah, spoke volumes on how the agendas can be changed overnight.
Yet, the man should be applauded for having the guts to stands next to these uncouth leaders devoid of a national vision. What greater platform than for the lone Telugu to grab natinoal headlines in an era dominated by the policies of North Indians, Dalits and Muslims.
The dias was a congregation of a group of senior citizens, Farooq Abdullah, Om Prakash Chautala, Chandrababu Naidu, Mulayam Singh Yadav, Amar Singh and Jaya Bachchan and starlet Jaya Prada---all having enjoyed power in their heydays and itching to get it back.
THE UNPA is nothing but a joke created by visionless old leaders fast on the decline in their careers. If leadership is all about leading one's ideologies to transformation of the vast majority of the deprived and underpriviledged, these men were a far cry from it. That Chandrababu Naidu, the polished and savvy politician who transformed the urban Telugu class to adapt IT into their daily lifestyle, should be sharing the dias with the likes of a Mulayam Singh Yadav or even an Abdullah, spoke volumes on how the agendas can be changed overnight.
Yet, the man should be applauded for having the guts to stands next to these uncouth leaders devoid of a national vision. What greater platform than for the lone Telugu to grab natinoal headlines in an era dominated by the policies of North Indians, Dalits and Muslims.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
The frustration mode
"God life's frustrating," bellows my next door neighbour, a young PYT in her early twenties rummaging through her hand bag. The reason for her frustration is her failed and continuous efforts at landing her hands on her chewing gum which is nestled in her hand baggae, or so I am told, a minute later.
I find it very amusing to believe the many reasons of frustration vented out my people arround me. From students to senior citizens, hourwives to career women to even my househelp who complains how her life has become so frustrated that she now wants to break open the thatched roof of her house and rebuild it.
The inability to get back at situational and circumstancial demand is how one understands frustration to be. My six year old often screams her lungs out when things refuse to go her way...that is the best way to express herself she tells me when I complain of this newly discovered habit that might slowly get imbibed into the character as she grows up.
Though my better half continues to disagree with me on this one. "The chaos around you is significant that all's well within you," he points out. And my, am I frustrated with this one!
I find it very amusing to believe the many reasons of frustration vented out my people arround me. From students to senior citizens, hourwives to career women to even my househelp who complains how her life has become so frustrated that she now wants to break open the thatched roof of her house and rebuild it.
The inability to get back at situational and circumstancial demand is how one understands frustration to be. My six year old often screams her lungs out when things refuse to go her way...that is the best way to express herself she tells me when I complain of this newly discovered habit that might slowly get imbibed into the character as she grows up.
Though my better half continues to disagree with me on this one. "The chaos around you is significant that all's well within you," he points out. And my, am I frustrated with this one!
Rape: more than just a word
Post the sentencing of the accused of the Biklis bano gangrape in a Mumbai High court, television channels were now beaming the hows and whats of the full fledged torture undergone by Bano—the 6 month pregnant woman in her late twenties from Godhra on how she was raped by over 17 men and that she applauds the served justice.
Accompanied by husband and her now five year old kid who seemed to sit motionless in one frame while jumping in the other, Bano belts out how she feels insecure in now vibrant Gujarat (as Modi proudly proclaims in all his rallies) blah blah blah...
This display of emotions numbs you. With TV channels now a commodity, the reality show of a woman, a minority one that too, conquest for her rights leaves you spellbound.
While I sympathise with Bano, I cannot but help feel like lashing out at women anchors interviewing here asking her to fill in the details of the rape horror..just signifies rape of a different kind.
Accompanied by husband and her now five year old kid who seemed to sit motionless in one frame while jumping in the other, Bano belts out how she feels insecure in now vibrant Gujarat (as Modi proudly proclaims in all his rallies) blah blah blah...
This display of emotions numbs you. With TV channels now a commodity, the reality show of a woman, a minority one that too, conquest for her rights leaves you spellbound.
While I sympathise with Bano, I cannot but help feel like lashing out at women anchors interviewing here asking her to fill in the details of the rape horror..just signifies rape of a different kind.
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