Monthly Archives: December 2008

SHOE them all away!

Ouch, that must feel insulting, a pair of shoes and being called a “Dog”. Apparently not for Bush. If he was smart enough to understand Arabic, he would have done better as the President.

I have a few words for the reporter who SHOED Bush. Firstly, learn English if you want to call Bush a Dog. Secondly, please make a visit to India. We have deserving candidates here. As an after though, why insult a Dog by calling Bush or Achuthanandan or anyone else a dog? Even if they don’t care, I’m pretty sure Maneka Gandhi will take you to task on that one.

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tum chalo to…

And the dirty politics continue. But this time there is a difference. After the initial shock has died down, resigning to whatever has happened would have been a normal reaction. Not really Apathy but a sense of helplessness would take over. Not this time however. This time, the average Indian seems to be determined to make a difference. It is evident by the number of candle light vigils that are still being held, the number of letter that are still being written to editors all over the country, the number of SMSes still being sent to all the news channels in India and the questions people are still asking the leaders of the country. Of course, people are still lashing out at politicians, but then they are also coming up with propositions to safeguard the country. We are telling everyone who cares to listen that we will not let this happen again. Indians are also not waiting for the ones in power, rather, they are starting off with small initiatives, hoping for a change. They are motivating others to follow suit. Here is my humble attempt to motivate my fellow country men.

This video reminds me on an incident that happened last week. Driving through the maze called Bangalore roads, I came to an intersection where the traffic seemed to be a standstill. There was utter chaos and people were literally shouting at each other on top of their voices. I as usual, cribbed about the lack of traffic policemen in the city, even at prime intersections and resigned to the fact that I may stay stuck there for a while. Then I saw this Auto driver in front of me meandering through traffic towards the curb(almost getting on it) and I thought to myself  that these auto drivers as usual are going to worsen the situation.  But not this guy, he was different. He parked his auto right in the middle of the intersection(still beats me as to how he got there), climbed onto his roof and started directing traffic. Within minutes the intersection was cleared of cars and in a few more minutes, I was able to get out of the mess along with other relieved drivers. In my rear view mirror, I watched him continue to direct traffic. I’m not sure if he was there for long but his action cleared a huge traffic pile up on a crowded road.

Tum chalo toh Hindustan chale! The boy in this video and the auto driver taught me a very valuable lesson – make a difference.  Don’t sit back, demand respect, for ourselves and our country. Do something today, light a candle, write a letter to the press, question a minister or come up with ideas for a safer country. Our children will be grateful that we did.

foot in the mouth syndrome

Quite a few of our Netas seem to be suffering from it off late. It seems to be quite contagious actually. First it was the Gujarat CM Narendra Modi, then it travelled south to the Deputy CM of Mumbai RR Patil, then came the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) vice-president Mukhtar Abbas Naqvi, back to Mumbai to Vilas Rao Deshmukh and from there it traveled further south to Kerala with CM Achuthananthan.  Some of the Television journalists also seem to be affected by it. The minute by minute coverage of events during the attacks, whereabouts of commandoes and trapped guests were televised live in the name of competition and freedom of the press. The terrorists had to just tune in to let the so called “Angels of Free Speech” guide them to the commandoes and guests. When will they learn the etiquettes of on screen behavior?

Totally confused Firangi!

Technically, that’s what me and DH are. We don’t even have Firangi accents after having lived in the US for 9 and 12 yrs respectively. We are totally un American, nobody will call us Americans. We blend in pretty easily. We almost never have issues with our Nationality. I was just congratulating myself over it when I got into trouble. The nationalized back next door refused to let me open an account with them. Guess the reason? The manager wanted copies of every imaginable id proof and one of them happened to be the Passport which happened to be non-Indian. Well, I explained to the manager that I own an apartment here, my husband’s employers are pure desis, I have bank accounts in other Indian banks, I am an Overseas Indian Citizen and of course, that I won’t run away because I have a life here. That was all perfect but he still cannot give me the account.Phew… Finally, after some coaxing, he was willing to give me the account if I was introduced by an account holder. Thankfully, my good friend has an account there and we were able to open it. And we’ve had trouble getting a credit card as well. All is well that ends well but look at this http://www.business-standard.com/india/storypage.php?autono=341670

The terrorists can get SBI credit cards but I have to run from pillar to post for bank accounts and credit cards. Now I’m totally confused. It reminds me of the time Mohammed Atta was granted an F1 Student Visa by the INS weeks after he rammed into the WTC and I was flagged for an FBI name check to clear before I was granted US Citizenship. Hmm my name sounded very fishy to the INS.My name  is one that does warranty a one year name check against every record INS ever had. INS you have true counterparts in India. I’ll never miss you!

hope…

I’m really depressed with the recent happenings in Mumbai and the profound impact an incident like this has on every Indian across the globe. What makes me want to cry is the way the politicians in the country are as divided as ever on why this happened. Countries unite against enemies, political divides are forgotten for the common good but here in our country this is the best opportunity for the opposition to accelerate their campaign for votes. I wish people could just stop talking about why there was intelligence failure and help the country get back to Normalcy. I wish one of them has the foresight to make sure something is done to prevent such incidents in the future.I deeply sympathise with the families who are mourning the loss of loved ones and hope their sacrifice was not in vain. There are times in life when we feel overwhelmed and helpless; today is one of those days for me. I decided to handle it the way I usually handle such situations, by praying to God. I went to the temple with a very heavy heart, prayed and still felt down while leaving the premises. As me and K walked into the apt complex an amazing sight took us by surprise. It was a celestial wonder, a perfect smiley face created by a crescent moon, Venus and Jupiter. We clearly saw the smiley and enjoyed the sight. As I smiled with K I suddenly had renewed spirits. It inspires me to hope for a better and a more peaceful tomorrow for K and all our kids, for hope is all that keep us going. If we are lost, we can find ourselves but if hope is lost everything is lost. So I’m continuing to hope and pray for all the departed souls to rest in peace and that their sacrifice will have meaning.