Friday, November 05, 2010

Let this be a Happy Diwali!

The festive season is here and so is the noise and pollution. It’s absolutely tragic how the festival of lights has turned into a vulgar display of who bursts the most number of crackers and causes the biggest nuisance. It’s nice to see this ‘festive spirit’ but not many are aware that while they are enjoying their festivities, there are many who have to suffer because of their insensitivity. Air pollution reaches a massive high during Diwali and those with Asthma and other breathing ailments have a really tough time. Infants and little children cry helplessly because of all the noise, and not to forget our senior citizens, who suffer from increased blood pressure and other ailments around this time. Animals have a heightened sense of hearing, so they hear this noise 2X louder than we do. Just imagine how bad that could be! I have a pet, and I feel absolutely helpless when I see his plight!


A friend of mine who works for Red Cross just told me how these crackers are made by little children aged 7-15 years. They are made to work 16 hours a day for as little as 5-30RS a day and fed just 2 onions and a roti. All the chemicals in the factory also take a toll on their health and they live only till their early 20s! Just think of the number of children who are robbed of their childhood to make these crackers for you… If we stopped buying crackers, this exploitation will stop too!



The point being, it’s easy to turn a deaf ear (or is it the crackers!) to all this and ignore it under the garb of festive spirit, but this is the reality. It’s not worth making others suffer. Use the money you would use to buy these crackers to buy sweets and cloths for an under privileged child instead, you will be blessed, as opposed to the number of people who'll curse you every time you light that rassi bomb!


Be responsible, at least this year, and let this be a happy and peaceful Diwali for everyone! Spread the word.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Remember the times...

I got the news after a friend messaged me from LA and I immediately ran to the TV to confirm the news. Unfortunately, it was true. What followed was flash of memories, right from owning the first tape of Thriller to the regret of not being rich enough to attend his concert when he was in India!

Jackson moonwalked into my life with Thriller. I was very young to even understand what he was saying then, but the beats and the video did it for me! I even used talcum powder to copy his moonwalk once! Over the past decade, I have seen many pop artist’s come and go, crooning about broken hearts, love, sex and what not. Jackson was the only one, who sang about making the world a better place. We make a big deal about racism now, he sang about it way back in the 90’s with Black or White. He sang about saving the earth with Earthsong. Every song of his had a social message. I don’t know any artist who has done this. All I remember about them is sleazy videos, booty shaking, half naked women and a lot of thump to pass off as music. Jackson never needed half naked ladies to get noticed. He had the world at his feet when he took center stage. He was the best performer the world has ever seen. There will never be a singer or dancer like him. Period.

There’s been an absolute media frenzy even after his death. Each channel/ radio station paid a ‘tribute’ to him in their own way. Some played his songs all day, some showed a documentary of him and everyone seemed to be glorifying him as the undisputed King of Pop. Its ironic cause, this very media ridiculed him when he was alive. He was like their most favorite and easiest target. They were after him like hungry vultures, waiting for him to make a mistake…

What I write here, is not a tribute to MJ. It’s a mere reminder for all those who ridiculed him when he was alive. Remember him for the message in his song and the music he made. He may have ended up in a $500 million debt, but he gave a lot of charity for different causes around the world. He did the show in India, for FREE (and I still couldn’t go for it)! He was battling skin cancer and a lot of other ailments. He lost his childhood to fame. All the negative press degraded his health further. Now that he is dead, just for the sake of TRPs, some channels show him as the god of music and what not. Bloody hypocrites! Spare him the misery, at least now and let him rest in peace.

P.S: Thank you for the music Michael, you continue to live in the hearts of many J

Monday, March 23, 2009

Everything happens for a reason, what’s supposed to happen will happen…

If things don’t go your way, it can be stressful, painful, and hard, but you don’t always have to be in control. It’s all just a part of the grand scheme of things. Don’t let your emotions cloud your vision. Don’t ever fail to see the bigger picture. You may not understand why things are happening the way they are, but soon enough you’ll know.

No matter what your problem is, big or small, it usually entails a portion of your heart getting broken. Sometimes, it’s only a bruise, sometimes it feels like it’s shattered into a million pieces. When dealing with a broken heart, it can be devastating and utterly painful, but sometimes it is just God’s way of calling you back to him, to make you grow as a person, or maybe you have to experience that to pave the way for something much better.

When overcome with hurt and confusion, it’s easy to lose sight of the bigger picture. You tend to focus on the present, and feel the enormity of your problem, you feel like you’ve got the biggest problem in the world, and you feel alone and don’t know what to do. And most often than not, you feel the tendency to take matters into your own hands. You tend to do things and you do everything you can to control the situation. And then when things don’t go according to what you planned, you’ll get frustrated and bitter. You don’t realize, that no matter how you try to control things your way, if it’s not meant to be, it’s not going to happen. If you refuse to accept it and force it, you’re only prolonging the inevitable. You’ll only delay God’s true plan for you… He has a plan for you if only you learn to be open and let go of the things that he wants you to let go of. So, stop manipulating things. A solution that is manipulated will not bring real happiness.

Problems will always be a part of life, and at times when you’re down, when you’re at your lowest point, just let things be...let it go. If you ask sincerely,time will enlighten you, clear your confusion, ease your pain, calm your fears, and heal your heart. It’s not going to provide you an instant solution to your problem, but remember the superior power works in mysterious ways, and as long as you just walk along and trust and believe, soon you’ll get to that place where you’ll see everything clearly, and you’ll finally begin to understand.....

Everything happens for a reason. ...
You may not understand the reason now.....
but you will when the time is right.....


(author unknown)

- Thank You Pragati for sharing this with me :)

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Lonely Stranger

I must be invisible;
No one knows me.
I have crawled down dead-end streets
On my hands and knees.

I was born with a ragin thirst,
A hunger to be free,
But Ive learned through the years.
Dont encourage me.

cause Im a lonely stranger here,
Well beyond my day.
And I dont know whats goin on,
So Ill be on my way.

When I walk, stay behind;
Dont get close to me,
cause its sure to end in tears,
So just let me be.

Some will say that Im no good;
Maybe I agree.
Take a look then walk away.
Thats all right with me.

- Eric Clapton

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Stay Angry, Mumbai

It could have been you. It could have been me. We were fortunate. We are alive. But
hundreds of other victims – our people - who died last week, weren’t as lucky. They were at the wrong place at the wrong time…. and paid with their lives. Mumbai received a body blow from which it may take years and years to recover. Just as 9\11 changed the lives of millions of New Yorkers, 26\11 will remain etched on our consciousness – a tragic reminder of Mumbai’s exposed flanks and extreme vulnerability. The most incredible aspect of this ghastly tragedy is the startling statistic – in a teeming city of 16 million, all the people I have spoken to over the past five days, have a direct connection to the carnage, one way or the other. They know someone who was hit – either killed , trapped, or evacuated. South Mumbai resembled a ghastly graveyard over the black weekend, with people rushing from one funeral to the next, numb with sorrow but raging within.

Impotent anger, at such a time, is worthless. Anger must be mobilized and redirected towards serving a bigger objective. As of now, what we are experiencing is righteous indignation – ‘How dare they do this to us?” The point is – ‘they’ HAVE done it to ‘us’. Now what?? Do we beat our breasts, moan and groan, weep and wail ? Or do we think ahead… plan…. consolidate and ACT? For the first time since the multiple batterings Mumbai has been at the receiving end of, we are seeing a citizenry that has awakened to the fact that as long as there are terror camps flourishing in Pakistan, as long as Karachi’s proximity and easy access to our shores is being taken advantage of by terrorist organizations, Mumbai will remain a soft target. The devastation we witnessed over 56 gruelling hours does not represent the end game. It may well be a mere pause before the terrorists regroup and conduct another lethal strike. Should we be caught napping again, we will only have ourselves to blame.
Citizens the world over, get together to protect themselves when government machinery lets them down. It’s time to face the horrible truth that we don’t have any other choice but to depend on our own resources to fight back. This fight has to be a strategized one, relying more on intelligent planning and less on physical interventions. It must start in neighbourhoods, building societies, schools and colleges. It must focus on educating people on how best to handle emergencies of this kind. I strongly recommend a simple yet effective method that does not require rocket science to implement - sirens at key locations around the city that warn citizens of an impending disaster, natural or man made. We are finally seeking help from the Israelis and Americans who are experts in this area. If America could immediately put the Homeland Securities project into place in the wake of 9\11, what stops us from adapting a similar model ourselves?

Our abysmal failure to secure Mumbai does not need any further amplification. Questions that may remain unanswered revolve around the puzzling time lapses that cost precious lives. Why was the army not called in much earlier, why the delay in getting the Marcos and the NSG into action? Forget intelligence failure that could not intercept an attack of such a magnitude – for hours and hours after the first burst of gunfire, our cops and firemen appeared totally confused and ill prepared – as if they were waiting for a go ahead from some ‘higher authority’ (who? ). Bureaucratic tangles may have paralysed some of our dynamic and brilliant police officers, unable to move without those dratted ‘clearances’ , possibly from a sleepy Delhi. Why not more autonomy for our top cops?Viewers watched in horror, as the poor constables attempted to do their best, armed with lathis!! The terrorists on the other hand were armed to the teeth with the world’s most advanced weapons. How can a megapolis of this size, with its unique topography, hope to cope with a terror operation of this scale and sophistication? Despite the odds being stacked so heavily against our men, they bravely battled on and decimated our enemies to cries of , ‘Bharat Mata ki Jai.’ Mumbai itself shone through the tragedy, as average Mumbaikars rallied around brilliantly, expressing solidarity, compassion and a splendid display of maturity via emails, smes, phone calls and visits to affected families. Mumbai stood together as one entity. This in itself is nothing short of a feat…..a miracle.
The ordeal may be over…. but not the battle. Faces of all those who died, must be remembered. No forgetting, no forgiving this time. The time for that is over. Stay together. Stay angry. May the force be with us as we start to heal. Once again.


Please join me in saluting the principled widow of our great hero, Hemant Karkare, who snubbed Narendra Modi by refusing to accept his money. And please also join me in acknowledging the extraordinary sense of duty displayed by those magnificent Sardars in the foyers of the two hotels, who could so easily have run away at the sound of gunfire within, but chose to stay and risk their lives while saving other people’s.

- Shobha De
1/12/08 in Politically incorrect, Bombay Times

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Broken Dreams

Nothing in the world, it seems
Shatters like a broken dream
It is the ache behind the mean
Of shadows silent and unseen
And in this fortress dream of sorrow
Exist no dawn and no tomorrow
Just hours that cut you as they pass
Like little shards of broken glass
And yet another and another
Sometimes the night is meant to suffer
But look up now and see how far
They light your way like little stars
Oh, if i had a star to shine
For every broken dream of mine
The whole night sky would turn to day
And all my troubles melt away.

-Author unknown

As children bring their broken toys with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God because He was my friend.
But then instead of leaving them with Him in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help with ways that were my own.
At last i snatched them back and cried, "How can you be so slow?"
"My child", he said, "What could i do? You never did let go."

-Lauretta P Burns,
‘Broken Dreams'

Saturday, August 23, 2008

The Magical Moment

It was 30th July 2008, she was crying her eyes out thinking how she’s gona manage things, how is she going to live without him, how is she going to watch him leave…

He was crying at the other end of the phone, saying what all he is going to miss, how is he going to stay away from her for 2 years, without seeing her, without hugging her, without having her around… she had the same doubts and cried some more…

On 31st July 2008, she did some thing she hadn’t done ever in her life. She woke up at 7 am, got ready and decided to goto the station to see him off. She knew it was going to be difficul, but she just wanted to see him somehow! She got ready, but when she looked at her watch, she knew she was late. She took a train and changed her plan to meet him at Dadar instead of Churchgate. She wished the train would run faster or even fly for that matter cause she knew she was very late…

She wanted to surprise him first, but then she was late and she wanted him to know she tried. So she called him and told him. He was very surprised first, cause it was 7:55 am and she was already up! She told him she may not make it and that she loved him very much.

He called up after a while, asking where she was. His train had already reached at Dadar and she was still in a train at Matunga. She lost all hope of making it to the station on time, she gave up. Tears rolled down her cheeks cause she just wanted to see him somehow! She just wished she had a time machine or the train would fly or the anything could happen to stop his train from moving.

Just when his train started pulling of from the station, her train reached the platform, thankfully, on the same platform! He spotted her and called her out. She saw him and they both got off the moving train. She ran amidst the crowd of people and hugged him! All she wanted to do was hug him. She looked at him and said, I made it! Time just stood still for that moment; she wished the moment would last forever. The people around them looked puzzled, but they dint care, they just had one of the best moments in their lives, some thing straight out of a Yashraj movie! He got back on his train and she stood there watching the train pull off, taking along her reason to smile, the one thing that mattered to her the most, whom she loved the most, her everything...

Reality hit her and she started crying again, she just couldn’t watch him go. She turned and left. He messaged her saying, That was awesome! She called him back and said, I made it Baby! I just wanted to see you, and she smiled...

She smiles everytime she thinks about this. Wish there were cameras around to catch this magical moment!

P.S: This was the most wonderful moment in my life. Miss u a lot baby :)