Thursday, August 20, 2009


I met with an accident today.
A small girl, around 8 years in age, came infront of my bike. I was driving at around 40-50 km/hr and inspite of applying the disc brakes, could not prevent the accident. My bike hit her and she rolled on the ground almost thrice. The girl got up at once and started crying. I immediately realised she needed a doctor and got down from the bike. I picked up in my arms but she told me to put her down. As soon as I did that, she started limping towards her slum dwellings. Guided by her neighbours, I somehow followed her to her house. She was bleeding from a wound on her elbow, and had a visible wound on her ab. I explained the situation to her parents and admitted my mistake, requesting them to kindly allow me to take her to the hospital. Although the on-lookers and her neighbours opined that she was at fault and blah blah, I knew, I was at fault. Finally I rode her to a nearby clinic, accompanied by her brother around 14 years in age. Although the setting of the clinic was in a village, yet the doctor had the warmth to welcome both me and the child. He inspected her from head to toe, dressed her wounds, gave her medics and injection, and told me, she is perfectly normal. Hearing this atleast three times from him, I got out of the clinic and bought biscuits, chips and toffees. I rode them back to their temporary canvas tent and handed over the medics to her mother. She quietly slipped into her mother's lap and gave a sigh of relief. I decided to stay there for some time, and offered my apologies to her family. They were landless laborers from MP, and the conditions in which they were camping, almost started choking me. They expressed gratitude for my help, and assured me of the child's condition as normal.
I had only thanks to offer to them, wishes for Pinki, the child, and gratitude towards the almighty, who always tries to prove to me the meaning of the term faith and belief.
But the guilt will stay, I could have injured that child.
When I think of the condition of her family, and her neighbours, the clouds of despair surround me.
Yet, the ray of hope shines through, and one of my friend says:
"Just touch someone's life, be a humble human, and do all thats in your control"
Hope saved me today, and hopefully, I will always be it's favorite son.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Birthday Boy!

Today 12th August 2009, I complete an year of corporate melodrama courtesy Reliance Infrastructure Limited or akka Reliance Energy.
From being one of the three GET's to be in HR department, to getting transferred into Systems and Procedures department, from handling TSSA with Black &Veatch to being the team member of the Head of Engineering, from forwarding mails which almost got me fired, a year full of adaptations.
Certainly not expected, not defined, but the cloud of corporate lust, has already started growing, thick and fast.
The rules of the game are simple:
"Keep changing the goal Posts"
Inspite of all the wisdom, money does make one feel good, if not better ;)

Monday, August 10, 2009

Hang them all......

TO be hanged by the neck untill death
I am not making news when I say that India is one of the most favored terrorist targets, neither do I claim to make a discovery when I say that the life of an average Indian is one of the most easiest to take among the different countries of the world.
But what definitely should have made news, was the appeal of Shiv Sena chief, akka Bal Tackerey, in his Sena mouthpiece, Samna, to hang Mr. Ajmal blah blah Kasab, publicaly, infront of Gateway of India, for the accused faces charges of killing innocent Indians, in the so called "Mumbai Under Seige" episode.
As an average citizen of India, I share the same angst and irony as Mr Thackrey shares, and for the first time ever in my life, I see reason in aggressive capital punishment. By his call of Hanging Kasab in public, He wants to show them, an eye for an eye. Enough is enough. We won't keep quiet forever. Hang him, bloody killer, let them know, India is no sissy.
Let me go a step further, and ask all of us, all we Indians:
  • Over 1000 fellow innocent Indians died in post Godhara riots in Gujarat, kids have been orphaned, mothers disgraced, men broken in shadow and spirit, the soul of the nation had been raped, but what did we do?
  • The riots of Bombay spread a new wave of communalism in India, what did we do?
  • Maximum number of rapes take place in India, what do we do?
  • A kid dies in this country every minute because of mal nutrition, what do we do?

The list will go on and on, but does it really matter to us, if innocent Indians are killed, or does it matter to us, it's we who hold the trigger or it's them?

If Kasab can be punished, why not these traitors?

What justice exists in a society, where girls are traded in the pursuit of money, where children are sold for survival, where murderers and rapists voice public opinion in the parliament, where a man spends all his life trying to justify his integrity to the nation, where to be just and true is a crime?

The only justice I see, is to hang them all, once for all, I am sick and tired of this rotten system, and I do want my children to live in a society where survival is not based on the roots of acceptance of the bloody system.

All Indians are my brothers and sisters, bloody joke of the century.

MANIT @ Crossroads Again

Finally some good news for all MANITIANS!!!
Heard Dr Pandey has been thrown out of the college by the High Court of Madhya Pradesh, and along with him, several other goons have been thrown out of their official administrative responsibilities.
Hope things turn in some positive direction, as the past seems to tell a different story.
If anyone has more updates on the matter, kindly post.