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Saturday, December 25, 2010

The Humility of Hope

The Humility of Hope

Hope, this single word is the driving force behind millions of lives in this vast and ruthless world. No one is oblivious to the power of this tiny word, this humble feeling. All of us, here in this world, at some point of time or the other, have hoped. We have hoped for success, joy, love and/or a sense of fulfilment in general. Hope gives sad faces a reason to smile, grieved souls a reason to rejoice, bowed heads a reason to rise and bound souls a reason to strive for freedom.

Hope is not audacious, it is a humble emotion which helps us dream, and hopefully achieve, something audacious. Just like a tiny flicker of light which is humble, yet it eliminates all the blinding darkness in its vicinity. The humility of hope gives us the strength to face the audacity of reality in this world. As great men have always said, On hope rests the world. Hadn’t we ever hoped to achieve something, perhaps today we would have been no different than the animals we ourselves are surrounded by.

When grief, failure, frustration and anxiety infiltrate our heart, a humble hope is always our preferred shield. Hope makes us forget the pain, makes us think beyond our swamp of negative emotions. Armed with this powerful sedative, we dare to dream, we start to feel sense in the ways of the world and see a path through it, we feel the courage to fight it out, to fight hard, fight dirty but fight. We dream of a better tomorrow, which I believe is vital for our survival.

Our heart is just a child. When it is plagued by a myriad of problems and daunting challenges, it clings to the only support that has always kept its beat alive, hope. When hope gives its support, the heart feels a sense of safety. Once our heart feels safe, our mind feels free, to work as per its judgements, without fear.

Some will say hope gives us a dream which is sometimes too unreal to be achieved. I say, its not the dream which is the result of hope, its the capacity to strive for achieving that dream by going beyond our prevalent challenges which is the greatest result of hope. Hope gives us a dream, and dreams give us a reason to live, which we all need. We all need a reason not to be angry with our lives, and only hope can give us those reasons.

We should never fear to hope, thinking it to be unreal. because today that humble hope might seem to be too unreal to be real. But tomorrow when that dream comes true, even substantially if not wholly, we all realise the vitality of hope. Without hope there is nothing we can do with our lives and with the world we live in.

But, just hoping isn’t the complete solution to achieve something. We need to act in accordance, so as to achieve that hope, that dream, from today, from now. And that act should not stop, not until we realise our hopes, as much as it can be possibly done. Hope should define our actions and actions should define our life. That’s the way it works.

The humility of hope is too complicated to analyse in this single writing. All I can say is that hope should be the last thing that dies in us. For hope keeps us alive, spiritually. As I said at the beginning, its our driving force. No matter what we do or how we lead our life, we cannot do without hope. This humble, and this innocent feeling is one of God’s many blessings that He has been generous enough to have bestowed to the whole mankind. On this Christmas lets thank Him for this vital sense and lets hope, that the coming future brings us better and more fulfilling times and blow away the problems that our lives are busy fighting today.

Wishing you all a Merry Christmas.

Let there be hope, always.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

In the loving memory of 2002-2009

In loving memory

To the years that were the best in my life,
To the time I spent with you in love and delight,
To the moments you worshiped my manhood,
To the places where we escaped from reality whenever we could,
To the passion which engulfed us day and night,
To the painful pleasure that bound us with all its might,
I offer these lines to the times when you were mine,
In the loving memory of 2002-2009.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Ode on the death of our First Love

201162019252_HeartTreeYour Love was what I always desired,
But perhaps fate and I didn’t meet eye to eye,
You left me stranded on the crossroads of life,
Without any will to live or to survive,
I wish I could have you once more,
And once again have my heart sing songs of joy galore,
But Alas! That dream will never come true,
As you moved on to a world whose existence I never knew,
But remember this my love, wherever you might go,
Without you, my head is down and my ego is low,
I wish you all the happiness in your future life,
And hope that I too get a loving and caring wife,
You will always be in my heart,
Here’s an ode to the death of our love which I thought would forever last.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

XIX Commonwealth Games, Delhi 2010— What it leaves behind?

CWG Closing Ceremony

What a spectacular event we just concluded today! What a celebration of sport we have witnessed over the last fortnight. The XIX Commonwealth Games 2010 at Delhi has proven beyond even a fig of doubt that our Republic, our India, is truly incredible and truly rising!

During the celebration of excellent sports over the last 12 days, the entire Commonwealth witnessed records made and records shattered, achievements surpassing expectations and failures crushing hopes. But today, there is only one winner, Sports.

Personally, its a moment of rejoice for me too, as K. Ravi Kumar from my city, Brahmapur, created a new Commonwealth Games record with a total lift of 321kgs as he grabbed gold in the 69-kg category in the weightlifting competition in New Delhi.

What Now?

 

The XIX Commonwealth Games Delhi, 2010, has left behind a legacy which few men will be able to forget. Being an Indian its an Honour beyond expressible words to have been given the chance by Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II and the Commonwealth Federation, to host such a magnanimous and stupendous celebration of multi-disciplinary games in these 12 days.

Now, the Games leave us with state-of-the-art infrastructure to train and improvise our sporting talent, because the amount of shine our lads and ladies have shown in these games have proven beyond doubt that given the right amount of training and the right amount of scope, we Indians can outshine any country in any sporting clashes, at any level. The amount of pride it has renewed, the amount of patriotism it has infused in us, its of intoxicating proportions. The spectacle of India’s rich cultural heritage which the opening and closing ceremonies have projected to the world has truly shown that India is more than just about Bollywood. It has shown to the world that India is not a country of snake-charmers, rather its a country whose rich cultural diversity has no match in the entire world. The amount of advertisement brand India got from this games will ensure our inflow of visitors keep piling on, day in and day out. The economic revolutions it has spurted is positive to say the least. Today, the end of the Games marks the beginning of new era for the sporting world, and era marking the rise of a new Sporting Superpower— India.

But, it also leaves many questions behind. The primary being, “Can we convert the opportunity in hand here to really ensure our might in sporting excellence keeps rising, or is it the end of everything?” Will these world-class stadiums and training centre’s be accessible by our poor yet talented athletes, or will it end up as one of our posh neta’s-beta’s (children of our politicians) flaunting zones? Will the revolution it generated, end, or will the lamp just grow brighter and thicker? Excuse me for being so obnoxious here, but I have obvious reasons to be so. Because its India, things made for the greater good of deserving consumer usually end up with the wrong people’s footsteps, and we all know how I am right here. What benefit our largely poor yet talented pool of athletes get after this is something we all should have a close look at.

Secondly, it leaves behind Suresh Kalmadi (well, XIX CWG isn’t anything but over without a discussion about him). It also leaves behind a question, “Who was the villain in the XIX Commonwealth Games?”.

I don’t know whether it was the Indian media who over-hyped the scene (as they always do) or was situation really that grim few months back (because you don’t get smoke without fire right?), but if the second point is correct, then we must all hail people I will mention after a few lines for their tireless effort in saving Shera from being gobbled up. Now, that the games have finished, they will have a peaceful night’s sleep, perhaps after many weeks. But, few thing's are still left to be done. There must be a thorough and independent investigation regarding what the hell happened in the months leading upto the games that it led to so much mess, much to the chagrin of the Country’s public and Government. Mr. Mike Fennel might have laid heaps of praises on Shri Kalmadi in today’s closing ceremony but the boos he got in both his opening and closing ceremony speeches cannot be left unheard (even if he says he didn’t hear it). We have to admit, something went wrong with the system, somewhere. The Government’s job, now, is to to find out the mole(s) and reprimand them befitting to the magnitude of their follies. Even if the mole hides in the contractors who took up the tasks,  OC or even in the Government of India itself. If our Hon’ble PM wishes to set any example of his honesty, now is the moment. Lets hope that my thoughts matches with the EGOM’s thoughts at this point of time.

But, forget all that pre-games controversies. I would like to take this moment in sincerely thank the Kalmadi-led CWG OC, Delhi CM Smt. Sheila Dikshit (yeah Paul Henry, its not “Dick Shit”), our E-GOMs, Cabinet Secretary Shri K. M. Chandrasekhar, Prime Minister Shri Manmohan Singh (also thanks to Smt. Gursharan Kaur (Mrs. Singh) for adding grace to the opening and the closing ceremonies) and the Chairperson of the National Advisory Council Smt. Sonia Gandhi (also to Shri Rahul Gandhi and Smt. Priyanka Vadra for reasons unknown yet obvious to Congress Party workers), for literally saving our games and our face in front of the entire World, especially in the Commonwealth.

Nevertheless, controversy or no controversy, the fact is that Delhi and India have given the World a loud roar, saying with pride that “India is coming”. India has proved that its ready to host games of enough magnitude to capture the World’s attention. The XIX Commonwealth Games show that India is quite ready to host even the Olympics. And if all goes well from now, we might see sports taking an evolutionary stride ahead, and India might getting the Olympics bid some day. With an Amen to that, I congratulate my fellow Indians for a successful Commonwealth Games.

I hope our athletes live upto their newly achieved distinction in future.

Jai Hind!

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

How to deal with your first breakup?

This post is dedicated to few of my friends who have recently lost their First Love. May God be with them in their hour of agony. Amen….

Heartbreak

Looks like today I am turning into a sort of Agony Uncle. But I think that by writing this I have some kind of a healing medicine to give to many broken hearts and many people who have recently or at a considerable about of time back lost their first love.

Having your first breakup I like going inside hell no knowing whether you can come out of it or not, especially when circumstances beyond your ken forced the failure and the demise (not necessarily both and not in the same order) of your first romantic adventure. I have been through this gruesome experience myself and today I am candid enough to say that the battle to forget my forgone adventures is far from over, although I have come a lot way ahead in this one and half year long war.

So for all you who are feeling sad and dejected, I will give you few points out of my own book of life, hoping that it might help you deal with your loss in a considerate, if not effective manner:

  1. First of all accept the reality, you have to realise that its over, that he/she isn’t going to come back into your life anymore. It might take some consoling to your ego to accept this but you have to swallow the truth no matter what. Its gone, over. Straight talk.
  2. Don’t rush in. Time is the best healer. You can’t forget that beautiful emotion in just one blow. Moving on, especially after your first breakup needs time, and lots of time. When I say lots, its not just about a month or few. Sometimes it takes a few years to wipe out the entire experience, both the good and the bad, for good.
  3. This is not the end of your love life. This is not the first time ever you lost something in your life. During your childhood days we lost so many of our favourite toys, pencils and stuff which used to be our world back in those days. Now don’t say that this is something bigger than all those, because as your grow older, your successes and happiness' get bigger, and so does your losses. Although first love comes but once in our lives, but love will come, one day or the other.
  4. Be practical. Remove him/her from all your social networking sites and clients. Delete that number from your cellphone. Never ever contact them, call, text or IM them. Remember, digging out old graves will only show you dead bodies, they wont come back to life, ever. Throw away anything that he/she gave you. Those things may bring back memories that you don’t want to remember. Avoid love songs and romantic movies for some days.
  5. The loss was theirs, not yours. You lost someone who didn’t love you or commit to you, they lost someone who loved them immensely. Don’t feel humiliated or ashamed that you got bluffed or cheated (for those of you who did get so). You did what was right, and no matter how much deeply you loved him/her, he/she didn’t ever try to realise and respect this. Its better to be single and without your love, than let your love be disrespected by the one you love.
  6. Also, you can’t ignore the fact that one hand alone can’t produce a clap. Somewhere down the lane, even you didn’t do what was pragmatic and what should have been done at many points of time in the course of your relationship. After you get enough emotional strength. try to do a stoic post-mortem (only if and when you think you are capable to do it) of your relationship and of the days leading upto its fall. We are humans, we do make mistakes, and improving ourselves is what can make us better in future, even in our future relationships.
  7. Avoid your ex (yes that’s what he/she is to you from now), the more you both come in front of each other, the more sparks your emotions will create. If you can’t avoid your ex, try being professional with the person, say a hi or ask him/her about his/her work, don’t ever talk about your relationship. If you two choose to remain friends, draw the line.
  8. Don’t keep grudges. And trust me this can be catastrophic for you emotionally. Don’t become filmy and fantasise about destroying your ex’s life or making it hell, because playing with fire will only lead to more burning of your own self. Let bygones be bygones, better to leave thinking about people who have no relevance in your life anymore.
    Do not look at their photographs and other things that may remind you of them.
  9. Make a list of things that you hate about your ex. There are definitely going to be many negative ones, and tell yourself that those were the reasons it didn't work out. Next time whenever you feel the pain of the loss and your heart asks "why this happened?" read that list. Be as near to reality and pragmatism as possible.
  10. Take up a hobby (I started blogging after my breakup), and give your best to pursue it. Focus on your career, because its one of the few things that will remain with you forever. Lean back to family and make few great friends (like I have, in fact I have 6 of them). Hang out with them, go places, socialise. Keep yourself busy. Your own life is far too important for you to waste it on people who had no importance for it.
  11. Focus on yourself. Keep yourself physically and emotionally fit to face the challenges and pleasures future holds for you. For physical fitness, go for exercises and yoga and stuff like those, they go a long way in making you move on too, trust me. Give yourself some alone time, take your care as you used to take of your ex. Talk to yourself, ask yourself about your needs and fulfil them. Remember, true love comes to those who have truly loved themselves.
  12. Do not rebound. Just because you broke up today doesn’t mean you need to prove yourself how capable you are by going out with someone else the next day. It just exposes how weak you are emotionally. Take time, just like you rest after a day’s hard work. Tell you heart, “You deserve a rest champ!”. My ex did the same thing and now she’s regretting (although she’s too bitchy to admit that).
  13. Remember, someone somewhere is definitely destined for you. Its true, I can back this point up with many examples where people who failed in love on not just one, rather on multiple occasions, finally found true love. So, there is no point in running around finding love. Afterall, we need only one person to love us in this world to make our life beautiful, right? And obviously he/she is worth our wait.
  14. Get to know yourself. Find out what you have and what your partner should have. Make a list of criteria that your partner should satisfy and stick to it. It will ultimately help you one day. Afterall, we all need happiness in love too.
  15. Do not stop believing in love. Love exists, and no matter what you think, you cannot deny the truth. You weren’t lucky enough to retain it longer but that doesn’t mean love is an illusion. Do not get filmy and all melodramatic about love. Life isn’t a movie.

I am not a  relationship counsellor dear reader, I just told what I experienced over the last one and half years of my life. Breakup sucks, especially the first time, I admit it. But we have to be stronger than our sorrows. We have to prove God that we were worthy of being born as humans.

Those of us who say God gives us lots of problems and not many others, I say to them that its the sole proof that we are lucky. Because it proves that God is watching us more than He is watching others. He gives us problems so that we become better persons at each step, only because he knows we are capable enough to be better. The Lord never gives us more than we can handle my dear reader, remember this fact (But I admit that God isn’t perfect, He is just better than us).

If this post is able to start the process of healing atleast one of those lovelorn hearts, I would consider my effort to have not gone in vain. May God bless you and keep watching over you just like that.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

The Ayodhya Verdict, in my eyes

Today a new leaf has been turned over in the pages of Indian Judiciary. With the Allahabad High Court finally giving its judgement to the longest running suit in India’s judicial history, the “Ayodhya Land Title Suit”. A 60 year old case which, interestingly, was based more on faith than on facts. A case which had the entire country bound in its clutches, raising basic questions of religious tolerance and secularism among all and sundry.

Before I either appreciate or adjudge the verdict by the Hon’ble High Court, I must say that this verdict is perhaps one of the most unique in the world’s judicial history. In a judicial system where judgements are passed with only reference to credible, reliable and viable evidences and arguments around them, having a verdict which was, if not entirely, based on faith and history long unrecorded, is perhaps a great achievement in itself by the 3 member bench of Justices SU Khan, Sudhir Agarwal and DV Sharma. So first of all my hearty congratulations to them for getting the honour of being remembered in history for delivering such a landmark ruling, in a case which involved years of courtroom tussle between the litigants, destruction of the Mosque in question and bloodshed which claimed almost 2000 lives.

Coming to the judgement, I should put the fact on table that I wasn’t confused at all regarding what judgement it would be in the hours leading up to the same. And upon hearing the Hon’ble court’s decision, I was rather happy with myself for predicting it so rightly. Dividing the entire land between the Hindu Mahasabha, the Sunni Waqf Board and the Nirmohi Akhada was a middle path which the court simply had to take to ensure the verdict didn’t end up in something violent, humiliating and embarrassing for the country and the Hon’ble Bench. With the eyes of the entire country and even a sizeable section of the world on it, I believe that the Hon’ble High Court has done justice to all 3 plaintiffs. I hence welcome this decision by the Allahabad High Court.

Although I won’t be seconded by many in my outright support to the ruling, and also the Mahasabha and the Waqf deciding to move to the Hon’ble Supreme Court of India to challenge today’s historic verdict, I still maintain that there isn’t any better way to solve this entire issue. Giving up the entire land to any one of the above mentioned parties would have resulted in strong and antagonistically aggressive response by the losing party, thereby threatening to tilt the balance of peace in the community in favour of anarchy and hatred, even taking it away from both would have resulted in same by both of them, things which today’s landmark verdict has been successful in evading. As they say, its better you have a piece of cake instead of losing it altogether.

But yes, I do agree that there are some concerns related to this judgement today. The amount of land Hindus get won’t be enough to build a majestic and profound Temple to worship Lord Ram on the land which we consider to have had the divine honour of bearing his very first holy steps into this sinned world. And neither it would be enough to satisfy the immaculate aspirations of our Muslim brothers for building a pious Mosque in it. But, I stress it once again, there isn’t any other way to solve this issue in my eyes.

Not ironically though, this case is far from over with the parties pondering over an appeal in the Country’s highest judicial podium, but in my honest belief, time has come for a makeover in the way Ayodhya can now be projected and perceived. Instead of prolonging this fight, which has clearly lost its importance among the younger Indian intelligentsia, if the litigants and our Central Government is wise enough and mature enough, they should now project this very verdict and this very pronounced settlement as a symbol of Hindu-Muslim Unity, and by building the Ram Temple and the Babri Masjid side by side, bearing all challenges, they should symbolise Ayodhya not any more a wedge between the two largest religions in the country, rather as a bond that binds them. Ayodhya is on the verge of becoming a shining light of inter-religious acceptance, tolerance and harmony in the world, but if and only if the concerned parties are broad minded and long sighted enough to view and embrace it. I sincerely hope that Ayodhya is no longer brought up as a subject of division, dominance and bloodshed in this country, whose Father of the Nation believed and lived according to the ideals of the Hindu Deity born in this holy land.

Time has come for division, hatred and superiority complex existent among these two religions to become lucifugous and that brotherhood, acceptance, peace, harmony and tolerance take reins of the society and drive India to the greatness it is today poised to achieve.

India is no more the country it was when Lord Ram came to this world, or when General Mir Baqi built the Babri Masjid, or when the first title suits were filed in the Indian courts in 1950, or even when the unfortunate demolition of Babri Masjid and the subsequent horrifying bloodshed occurred in the country. Today’s India is much more than “just another” South Asian Democracy. Today our Republic is a resurgent economic superpower, diplomatic bully and an example of exemplary all round development in the midst of belittling political aspirations by the leaders at the top. Its now much more in the eyes of the entire world map observers. This is much proved by the fact that the Ayodhya dispute news were on the front pages of BBC and CNN websites for days leading up to the verdict. Today’s India must ensure, that by using any means possible it upholds its status and respect in the entire world, and I believe that by projecting Ayodhya as an example of Hindu-Muslim unity, we will go a long way in earning much respect of the Muslim world and of the secular in whole.

To conclude, I am really satisfied with this verdict, and would be keeping a very curious eye on how, now, the Ayodhya land is viewed by people in and around the country.

Monday, September 13, 2010

The Government of Life

I was sitting outside the balcony of my BFF's home trying to explain her the general political structure of any country, and somehow our thoughts strayed into how to manage life as a Government manages a country.

I am writing down what I believe should be done to ideally Govern your life. I might be wrong in thinking in this way, but nevertheless I believe its a viewpoint worth debating and pondering.

Consider life as a country and you (i.e. the soul) are its Leader (read as Prime Minister, President, King, Emperor, Fuehrer as per your political views). You (hopefully) enjoy absolute majority in your Senate which have your friends in your side, your enemies in the opposition and few neutrals and peers who sometimes lend you “outside support” when needed or when they have to drive their agenda home.

As the sole controller of your life, on one hand you are entrusted the task of placating every single aspect of it, while on the other you are expected to drive it ahead into greatness (for those of us who want it). Aspects of life such as Friends, Love, Family, Spirituality, balance the effects of modernity with the sanctity of traditions, to name a few; just as a country’s administration has various “ministries”. Each ministry of your Life’s Government should be given to a Minister (read friend or relative inc. Family) who is fit enough to manage it, and capable enough to advise You on it. In an ideal Life’s Government, someone who never had friends cannot be your Minister on the same, no matter how much important he or she is to you. Not only your friends and family, but even your heart, your mind and even your “gut feeling” are your Ministers in the Government. Efficiently, cautiously and judiciously choosing each one of them, and assigning them befitting ministries will ensure that you give maximum to you life, while ensuring you keep that absolute control on it. While there are some ministries which you have to directly take control of. Draw the line between where your Heart should work, and where your Brain should take over; where your Gut should advice you and where your Best Friends. Also where should you bend towards your family and where you should take a decision entirely on your own. Also where to consult the entire Senate in your life.

Every Government has a Preamble, a Constitution and an agenda, same is with the Government of Life. Have an agenda, a target (both short terms and long ones) and a budget (of your finance and energy (physical and spiritual)). Sometimes, we have to compromise on our agenda and budget, to achieve a certain target. The decision regarding those should lie with you, but you should be sufficiently well advised regarding the same by your Core Group of Ministers (yes, you should have one). But always have a clear idea about where you have come from, where you stand and where you should go ahead. Also regarding which path should you follow.

Also a Penal Code to ensure no one, who tries to mess with your life with ill intentions and/or actions is spared. Just like a country jails someone or hangs someone, you should either reprimand or, if situation demands, cut loose someone when you believe he or she is acting contrary or even against your broader ideals of life. Have few special advisors as judges, who can analyse the situation and explain you in the way you can understand, while you deliver the final judgement.

We all know life is a war, and it has to be fought with much valour and resilience. Your actions and reactions are your Armed Forces, who will protect you, and even harm anyone for the same. Ideally, Your Brain should have the complete control over your Ministry of Defence and External affairs,  among others. Have a sharp eye, and a strategic contingency plan and have few of your Mansabdars whose control over “precious reinforcements” you can use as backup, to ensure that no matter what it takes, no matter who is sacrificed, at the end You win any battle you fight in the War of the World. Remember, if you losing too many wars, you risk abdication of your control of your life, throwing it into anarchy and letting nonsense prevail over years of efforts and good Governance.

When it comes to Internal affairs of Friendship, Love (I mean to point to Relationships altogether), have a Group of Ministers headed by the heart to ensure subjects like “Relationships”, “Celebrations” and “Festivities” are dealt with a wide range viewpoints and beliefs, for they require extensive thoughts and efficient, careful and sensitive Management.

An ideal Government of Life has no place for corruption and petty politics, as ultimately, it will lead to the instability of the entire Governing structure itself. Choose wise advisors, and train yourself to be able to take tough decisions, as and when required. The Weak have no place place in this world, as it follows the principle of “Survival of the Fittest”.

I hope my thinking makes sense to you, dear Reader. Live long and prosper.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Love and Survival

It is always easy when you have to choose between something you want and something you don’t. But the real test is where you have to choose between two things which you really want.

People say “We live once, we die once, we also fall in love once, we marry once too”. When our first love leaves us, no matter what circumstances may have forced it to happen, it leaves behind a void which conquers our once lively heart. We fall down in front of our own eyes and all softness in us vanishes away. Some turn stoic while some just are unable to handle it and go astray. Only a few are capable enough to fall in love for the second time.

A rather curious situation comes up when we see someone who seems to be, in every single way, “perfect” for us to say the least. Someone who complements our weaknesses and enhances our strengths. Someone who gives us inspiration. Someone who gives us a vision, a dream, dream of a better future, of a comfortable and understanding life. Our mind says “You need that person in your life”. However, our heart doesn’t feel for that person they same way it had felt for our First Love.

There, we ask the difficult question, “Shall we stay alone, this way, or shall we try to get that person in our life, apprehensive about the amount of love we can give and skeptical about what fate this thing may lead us and our lives into?”

Paulo Coelho once famously said, “When you want to achieve something, the universe conspires with you to achieve that”. But what if you are not absolutely certain whether you want to achieve that person’s love and commitment? The question, now, is that of living, rather I should more precisely say “surviving”. Answering the questions “What should I do?”, “Where should I go?”, “Will I do justice to that person?” becomes vital before taking any further steps. And questions like these plague our heart, stalling every logical and reasonable thinking we are capable of doing.

“Whether we should go ahead and get that person, just because that person is “perfect”, although we are unsure about everything, or should we subscribe to the age old theory of “if its meant to be then it shall be” and be passive?”, I leave this question open to you, for I have found myself incapable of finding a self-satisfactory answer to this question, even after lots of introspection, interrogation and observation……..

Sunday, August 15, 2010

My own “Tryst With Destiny” speech

This morning, as I woke up to the sounds of our National Anthem and National Songs, with a puffed chest and a high head, I sit down to write this post, remindful of the words Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru said in his famous “Tryst With Destiny” speech of August 14, 1947, arguably one of the best speeches ever delivered.

I believe that time has come for us, Indians, to make a new tryst with destiny. And hence today, I, a humble nobody in this profound Nation, would like to deliver, my own “Tryst With Destiny” speech.

“Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny and on August 15th, 1947 we adjudicated to redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially.Today, time has come that we made another tryst with destiny, a tryst to raise this beautiful nation of ours into greatness, untold and unseen ever in the history of mankind, and to make ourselves grow in a manner befitting to be called as the citizens of the new India we have pledged to build.

A moment came then, which came but rarely in history, when our nation, long suppressed, found utterance. And today, when our nation speaks, the world listens, intently. The power of speech and the weight of words that our nation has earned in the world dais, should now be used to lead the world out of blinding fear and terror, into peace, brotherhood and tranquillity. To do our part in making this world a better place to live for all peace loving mankind.

The achievement we celebrate today is but a step, an opening of opportunity, to the greater triumphs and achievements that await us. But with celebration of the past glory, comes the realisation of the challenges that lie ahead, challenges which will define the course our nation takes, driving into the future. Challenges like internal security, law and order, national integrity, balancing the expectations of the poor with the aspirations of the rich, the burden of the inflation with the necessity of growth, education, health, employment and the basic amenities like Bijli, Pani aur Sadak . And today when we hold our head high while singing the Jana Gana Mana watching our beautiful Tricolour flutter, we must ask ourselves this question-- Are we brave enough and wise enough to grasp this opportunity and accept the challenge of the future? The future that beholds, is not one of ease or resting but of incessant striving so that we may fulfil the pledges we have so often taken and the one we shall take today. The service of India means the service of the millions who suffer. It means the ending of poverty and ignorance and disease and inequality of opportunity.

Freedom and power has brought responsibility. Responsibility to augment our nation’s true image, and deliverability. To increase this Republic’s strengths from pole to pole and end the weaknesses which threaten to make this Democracy’s pillar hollow and weak, making it unable to sustain the expectations of her people and the vision of her true leaders.

The ambition of the greatest man of our previous generation has been to wipe every tear from every eye. That may be beyond us, even today, but as long as there are tears and suffering, so long our work, as citizens and leaders of this great Democratic Republic, will not be over. On this day our first thoughts go to the architect of this freedom, the father of our nation, who, embodying the old spirit of India, held aloft the torch of freedom and lighted up the darkness that surrounded us. We have often been unworthy followers of his and have strayed from his message, but not only we but even our succeeding generations will remember this message and bear the imprint in their hearts of this great son of India, magnificent in his faith and strength and courage and humility. We shall never allow that torch of freedom to be blown out, however high the wind or stormy the tempest. We also think of the unknown volunteers and soldiers of freedom who, without praise or reward, have served India even unto death.

This is no time for petty and destructive criticism, no time for ill will or blaming others. We have to keep building the noble mansion of free India, strengthening it from pole to pole, where all her children may dwell. And I believe, one day we will finish our job, with perfection, and with excellence.

The future beckons to us. Whither do we go and what shall be our Endeavour? To bring freedom and opportunity to the common man, to the peasants and workers of India; to fight and end poverty and ignorance and disease; to strengthen a prosperous, democratic and progressive nation, and to keep creating social, economic and political institutions which will ensure justice and fullness of life to every man and woman.

Today, this 15th day of August, 2010, we must conglomerate our strength, call on our brevity, to fight, fight for making this nation a shining star in the galaxy of the world. And pledge, to no longer walk toe to toe with the world, rather lead it from the front, whenever and wherever possible. To give equal opportunity to all deserving candidates, everywhere, regardless of the fact whether its a Muslim or a Hindu, Brahmin or Dalit, Man, Woman or Transsexual.

As a citizen of India, when I am reminded of the challenges that lie ahead of my Motherland, my limbs start to tremble, but my soul stands, unfazed by the majesty of the mess to be settled, dust to be blown and the dirt to be cleaned. I am reminded of a Victorian poem, which asks me to stare straight and move ahead towards the storm, and fight, fight for what is right and what that has to be done. I would like to take this opportunity to share this poem to all my readers:

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

My fellow citizens of India, today is the 64th anniversary of a fateful moment for us in India, for all Asia and for the World. When a new star had risen, the star of freedom in the east, a new hope came into being, a vision long cherished materialised. May the star never set and that hope never be betrayed! Thank You, God bless You, and may God bless the Sovereign Socialist Secular Democratic Republic of India.

Jai Hind!!”

Friday, August 13, 2010

To face or not to face, that is the question……

Remember listening to a song and being reminded about a very special moment about your life’s first love and then suddenly getting reminded about the sour moments and the silly mistakes which led to your first relationship ending in a failure? While some people keep listening the song, just to relive that moment, that false impression or perhaps just to find that feeling once again inside them, others change the song, to avoid being  reminded about the life’s harshness that ensued them after this moment.

We all make mistakes, some we make just to know how does it feel to make it; like the kid who puts his hand on a burning candle just to feel how it is like, while some we make out of plain ignorance, or sometimes blindness.

Sometimes our life’s first innings, in any of the aspects, is the worst. But eventually the moment of truth comes when we have to choose whether to analyze that innings (facing the pain and embarrassment of making a mistake so that we learn from them) and be better in our forthcoming innings’, or not (instead try out a new formula to work our way in the 2nd and further innings, trial and error).

The question remains is how do we learn? Is it to convert our mind into a stoic machine, store all the detailed data regarding the incident and the lesson we learnt and take a oath not to to do the job “J” in path “A”, rather figure out a better path “B” and do it? Or shall we be emotionally weak, scold ourselves for screwing everything up. asking the “Why didn’t I see that coming?” question over and over again, and just try to forget it happened and “moving on”?

And what if we have a chance to undo that mistake??? (taking the risk of never learning how to overcome the shortcoming in us which led us to make it in the first place)

Personally I would choose the first option, become no matter how humble my opinion maybe (apparently), I always believe that a person becomes better only by learning and analyzing. After all we are the best creations of God (according to us of course), that’s why we have to behave like the best. And the best learn and grow.

No matter how dark the sin was there, no matter how silly we acted then, life always gives us a second chance to prove our mettle. Opportunities always strike the door, even if its not the same one the second time.

We are the authors of our own life, scripting our intentions, willingly or unwillingly, with the pen of our actions. We can never eliminate the mistakes we did, all we can do is learn from and be better, and most importantly, not regret the way of our life.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

That feeling called Love

Love is like the wind, you can never see it, but its breeze always brushes past you, wherever you are. Love, is like the water, if you don’t keep it when it comes to you, it will flow away from your life. Love, is a mountain, to climb which is daunting but the end of the it gives you a feeling of accomplishment. Love is pain, which is sometimes needed for you to drive yourself past your own ability.

Love, is when you wish to hear someone’s voice and that person suddenly calls you. Love, is when your partner recognises your mood just from one word you speak. Love, is when your tears evaporate the moment you get reminded that person’s face. Love, is when he/she is there for you, even when you don’t need them.

Love is the most beautiful feeling in this world. A true silver lining in the edge of life’s dark clouds.

For me, love is, a sense of companionship. A person whose face means happiness, whose words mean wisdom, whose voice means songs and whose eyes are like the deepest ocean which we all want to dive into. A lover is someone, whose very presence in your life, gives you enough strength to face any challenges, any expectations and any struggles, armed with confidence, conviction and conscience. Love is when you love your lover, and that’s all that matters for both of you.

Love can’t be thought of and made, love can’t be a decision, nor can it be a compromise. Being with someone in whom you see life is love. Love is an impulse, an addiction, a sense of being alive. When mountains can sing to you and rivers speak, that is love. When you feel at the top of the world when being with someone, that is love. And when a moment of separation is like 1000 crucifications and resurrections in tandem, that pain, that gloom, is love.

Love is like that glass, which when handled careless shall break into pieces, and will hurt you if at all you care to try to bring them back together. Friends, if you have love in your life, don’t let it go away, don’t take it for granted, and don’t show your ego to it, because when it goes away and you move on, one day in the far future you will look back those days, and when you realise what you’ve lost, it will hurt, a lot. A whole lot………..

Dedicated to all those mistakes I did in my life, which has now made me look back into the past and realise my loss.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Race to Which Mountain??

I got this mail few minutes back from one of my best friends, although I don’t have anything against chain mails, but the thing is I don’t read mails that are not intended to be sent just to me. I maybe egotistic but its a personal preference I go by.

Anyways coming to the point, I did open this mail because my friend sent something to me after many months. I really got moved by the content of the mail and hence this post of mine after so many days.

The mail contained:


Speech by Chetan Bhagat at Symbiosis ...must read...

Don't just have career or academic goals. Set goals to give you a balanced, successful life. I use the word balanced before successful. Balanced means ensuring your health, relationships, mental peace are all in good order.

There is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup. There is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not enjoyable if your mind is full of tensions.

"Life is one of those races in nursery school where you have to run with a marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no point coming first. Same is with life where health and relationships are the marble. Your striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your life. Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited and alive, will start to die. .......

One thing about nurturing the spark - don't take life seriously. Life is not meant to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? ......

It's ok, bunk a few classes, scoring low in couple of papers, goof up a few interviews, take leave from work, fall in love, little fights with your spouse. We are people, not programmed devices........." :)

"Don't be serious, be sincere."!!


While I agree to the fact that life IS a race, but I normally don’t understand where the finish line is. I don’t even get where to stop, or whether can I even stop? I see people running like horses trying to run as fast as they can, and when I ask them, “Where do you wish to go?”, some say, “I don’t know” (those are the persons whom I seriously like), some say “Who cares? If we stop running we will be overtaken!!!”, while some give a very interesting answer, “There is no finish line, its like a race with laps…” (well…… what??)

How often we see people who have lost everything in their life to be ahead in the “rat-race” (and ironical name given for a race between humans)? I have seen people who look for quantity and will settle for a lower quality of everything in their life. I see people who blabber about life as if they know everything about a “perfect life” and when they are asked about the imperfection in their own lives they say, “I don’t have time for that”.

I know I am nobody in this world to make a difference. But I do want to “change”, and “Yes, we can!”, but my point here is that we should probably look for perfection rather than magnanimity in life. As Chetan Bhagat (probably) said in the mail, “we are people, not programmed devices”, we all make mistakes, but ignoring them because you have “something better” to achieve in life, is patently preposterous.

Once in a while we all need to stop, look at where the hell we are, heal bruises and cuts, make a plan and move ahead.

There is no use coming first in a race if you have lost everything else in your life you could have possibly got had you settled for the second-best situation in your life.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Is Regionalism obliterating Indian Nationalism?

Looking back in time, I still remember those days when I was in school, and every day we used to say “India is my country and all Indians are my brothers and sisters” just before our classes began. To me it was a sentence which really meant the core reason why I take pride to be a citizen of the Country having 7 major religions, 18 recognised regional languages, more than a 1000 dialects and perhaps a vibrant history never seen in any other Country or Empire, even in the ancient of days. But today, I feel our Unity in Diversity is perhaps on the brink of extinction, that although India still remains my country, my brothers and sisters are all demanding to be allocated a portion of the country for their own “families”.

Now we are Marathas and North-Indian or Biharis and Oriya first, and Indians next. And this is a fiasco beyond repair and a turmoil beyond clarification that has plagued our nation. The copiousness of politicians playing the Regionalist-wild-card for inflating their vote banks is turning the Government “For the People, By the People” into “For the Leaders, by the Leaders”.  It pains my heart to see people like Balasahab Thackeray and Raj Thackeray virtually stabbing India’s Nationalistic-integrity with the weapon of regionalism to exercise an ideological holocaust of all non-“Marathi manoos” from Mumbai and Maharashtra.

When WE, THE PEOPLE OF INDIA, solemnly resolved to constitute India into a SOVEREIGN SOCIALIST SECULAR DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC, we also pledged to secure to all its citizens:

JUSTICE, social, economic and political;
LIBERTY of thought, expression, belief, faith and worship;
EQUALITY of status and of opportunity; and to promote among them all
FRATERNITY assuring the dignity of the individual and the unity and integrity of the Nation.

These words placed at the beginning of our Constitution, which then laid the very foundations of the World’s Largest Democracy: The Republic of India, are now being openly violated by hooligans like the Shiv-Sena and the MNS. From asking the Bombay Stock Exchange website to be published in Marathi, threatening migrants and job-aspirants from North India to leave Maharashtra, demeaning couples celebrating the Valentine’s Day to even physically abusing the Media, these mindless-goondas have left no hideous measures unused to quench their pointless “Maharashtra for Maratha’s” thirst.

Be it Cricket-maestro Sachin Tendulkar or the Baadshah of Indian Cinema Shah Rukh Khan, the Marathi-Manoos-Goondas spare no-one who thinks above the swamp of localised feelings. With all due respect to local-feelings, its really preposterous to subside ones nationalistic feelings entirely and submit to the hullabaloo of regionalist ideologies, and that too on basis of the saying of a Murderer like Balasaheb or a Demeanor like Raj Thackeray.

Ironically these were the same Maharashtrian locals who talked about “National Interest” when Hindi was being imposed as the National Language on the entire nation not so long ago. When Tamilians rebelled the imposition of Hindi language, Maharashtrians advised Tamilians to accept Hindi for national interest. What happened to Marathi-manoos then?

In my humble opinion, India’s Unity is facing a severe crisis from such elements of division. Their radical-policies and brawl-before-brain attitude is severely limiting people’s way of perceiving their National-identity. It took a Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi to lead our freedom struggle against the British but imagine how many such Gandhis do we need today to fight against these myriad problems, where infact this time we are our own enemies. If “why” is a question then “why not” should be the answer. As famously quoted by the Mahatma, “Be the change you wish to see in the world”. If every individual in this nation should feel the responsibility towards a better future and contribute in whatever possible way to set things right, only then we can still pull off a sensation, towards a feeling of one nation, One Bharat!

May God give Good sense to such hooligans and may peace and our Unity in Diversity uphold forever. Jai Hind!!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Comrade Jyoti Basu—The Last Red Stalwart of India

Comrade Jyoti Basu

Its the man and man alone, who creates history. Despite many crest and thrust, people will finally emerge victorious and go in freedom in a classless society free from exploitation of any form. – Comrade Jyoti Basu

 

Born on 8 July, 1914 as Jyotirindra Basu into an upper middle-class Bengali family at 43/1 Harrison Road (now Mahatma Gandhi Road) in Calcutta, parented by Dr.Nishikanta Basu & Smt. Hemalata Basu, Jyotirindra belonged to the era of the intellectual Bengali gentleman discarding his wealth and groping for the realization of an impossible dream, that of a classless Communist India, others being the lot of Bhupesh Gupta, Indrajit Gupta, Syed Mansoor Habibullah; throwing away an inheritance and infusing Marx, Lenin and Engels into their romantic lives. Affectionately called as “Gana”, Basu’s schooling started at Loreto School at Dharmatala, Calcutta (now Kolkata), in 1920. It was there where his father shortened his name and he became Jyoti Basu. However, he was moved to St. Xavier’s School in 1925. Basu completed his undergraduate education and received the honours in English from the Hindu College (renamed the Presidency College in 1855).

It was in the land of the Great Britain that Marxism touched Gana’s heart, ironically, through a Britisher of mixed (half Punjabi) parentage, Rajani Palme Dutta, who introduced him to the texts of Marx. After becoming a Barrister, Basu subsequently joined India League and London Majlis, through which he encouraged Indian students in the UK to join their country’s freedom struggle. Through the Majlis, he arranged meetings of Indian leaders like Pandit Nehru and Subas Bose to the helm of the Labour Party leadership. His strong belief in Communism even brought him close to the heels of becoming a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain, but he ultimately went back to India and joined the Communist Party of India.

On Jan 20, 1940, he married Smt. Basanti (Chabi) Ghosh. On May 11, 1942, Mrs Basanti Basu breadth her last. Her death was a great shock to Basu’s mother who passed away a few months later. Basu married Kamal Basu on Dec 5, 1948. She gave birth to a girl child on Aug 31, 1951 at Sishumangal Hospital. Few days later the baby died of diarrhoea and dehydration. She gave birth to her Khoka, who is now known as Chandan in 1952, after they lost a baby girl to diarrhoea in 1951.

Despite family opposition, Basu joined the CPI and remained a ``briefless barrister’’, spearheading the railwaymen’s trade union and building the CITU in a significant way in West Bengal. Beside organising the movements of the Railway Labourers, he led a movement by the teachers demanding a hike in salary. Basu received tremendous support from Bengal’s tallest politician of that era. Dr Bidhan Chandra Roy, who mentored a little known Basu in the same way as Nehru had once raved about a new Opposition politician called Atal Behari Vajpayee. When the Communist Party of India split in 1964, Comrade Basu became one of the first nine members of the Politburo of the newly-formed Communist Party of India (Marxist).

After 2 brief stints as the Deputy Chief Minister of West Bengal in 1967 and 1969, he finally rose to become the First Communist Chief Minister of West Bengal, and remained so for a record 23 yrs from June 21, 1977 to November 6, 2000 when he resigned citing health reasons, and was succeeded by fellow CPI(M) politician, Comrade Buddhadeb Bhattacharya who is the incumbent CM of Bengal till date. As of now, Gana holds the record for being the longest-serving Chief Minister in Indian political history.

A great moment came in his life during 1996. Comrade Jyoti Basu was on the doorsteps of becoming the consensus leader of the United Front for the post of Prime Minister of India. However, the CPI(M) Politburo later decided not to participate in the government, a decision that Comrade Jyoti Basu later termed a historic blunder. Had he been sworn-in instead of Mr. H. D. Dewe Gowda of the Janta Dal, India would have earned a rare place in History for being the only democratic Country led by a Communist Prime Minister.

Besides his mainstream political activities, Comrade Basu was also elected Secretary of Friends of Soviet Union (FSU) and Anti-Fascist Writers and Artists Association. He also travelled different parts of the World representing party or CITU. Some times he travelled specially the Western world in search of investment in West Bengal.

Its an unquestionable fact that Comrade Jyoti Basu was the Mikhail Gorbachev of Indian Communism. He united rural Bengal to the cause of socialistic principles in a manner that none can ever hope to equal. He was a statesman amongst politicians and a democrat amongst Communists. Under his affluent yet humble leadership the Communist Party of India grew at Bamboo’s rate, making the state of West Bengal as its unconquerable Fort Knox. His admirers will insist that Basu’s was probably the most liberal face among Communists on Earth. His critics will lash out at him saying that the Country’s longest-reigning Chief Minister was a failure, saying in the end he did nothing for Bengal. But in my humble yet politically-nonpartisan point of view he did a lot for India: for the country’s secularism, Left consciousness, political equilibrium, ethnic relations and, in general, for democratic well-being. A man of diminutive physical stature, Jyoti Basu made his place among the tallest statesmen of the country.

With CPI(M) in its declining phase, with West Bengal slipping out of its hand, the loss of its only stalwart leader only means a heavy loss to Communism in India. With the departure of this great Comrade, our great land has lost a great son into the great eternity of History. Comrade Basu will be remembered for his personality, his dedication, his contribution and his unfailing devotion to the cause that today finds few takers both among politicians as well as the public at large.  Even after his retirement as Chief Minister, he remained politically active as a CPM Politburo member. “Communists never retire”, he said, and till the end, showed that he meant that in letter and spirit. He was truly the Last Red Stalwart. May the path to his perpetual home be easy and may his Soul rest in peace. Amen. Adieu Comrade Jyoti Basu.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

United “smaller” States of India— A necessity or a delusion?

The Telengana Rashtra Samiti’s hullabaloo over creation of a separate Telengana state out of the northern districts of Andhra Pradesh and the Centre’s quite approval to its demand is apparently leading India into its largest administrative change since 1950’s State Reorganisation Commission. If regional politicians and political parties like the Telengana Rashtra Samiti, Gorkha Janmukti Morcha, Koshal Kranti Dal etc. (whom I shall refer hereby as “regional separatists”), have their way, then the Indian Union is en route to a massive constitutional process of carving out as many as 13 possible states increasing its total tally of states to a whopping 41.

But the question I am trying to find an answer is whether dividing India into smaller states really the best way to govern it better? Are the states of the Indian Union too large to be taken care that now it needs to transit into United “smaller” States of India? Or is it just plain delusionary politics of the regional separatists to fulfill their intentions of grabbing power easily.

Before I proceed to my quest, I have compiled a list of states that are currently in demand for formation which I would like to share with you. The list comprises of as many as 13 states alongwith Telengana and Gorkhaland which have been really in the spotlight ever since last year.


No.

Demanded State

Parent State(s)

1

Telengana

Andhra Pradesh

2

Harit Pradesh

Uttar Pradesh

3

Bundelkhand

Uttar Pradesh, Madhya Pradesh

4

Poorvanchal

Uttar Pradesh

5

Vidarbha

Maharashtra

6

Saurashtra

Gujarat

7

Kodagu

Karnataka

8

Gorkhaland

West Bengal

9

Bodoland

Assam

10

Mahakoshal

Odisha

11

Bhojpur

UP, MP and Bihar

12

Mithilanchal

Bihar

13

Gondwana

Madhya Pradesh

Number of states in the Union if the demands are met: 28(existing) + 13(demanded) = 41


The State Reorganisation Commission in 1955 sought for division of Indian Union into linguistic-based states, which was implemented in the States Reorganisation Act of 1956. But in the current political scenario where indentifying and sharing water resources and the concept of inclusive growth becoming inevitable, there seems to be only one viable option: formation of a second State Reorganisation Commission that will look into carving out states based on the current geo-political scenario, to accommodate the regional political and ethnical interests of the people.

One cannot wholly dismiss the idea of creation of smaller states, given the fact that the last such attempt by creating Jharkhand, Uttaranchal (later renamed as Uttarakhand) and Chhattisgarh have yielded positive results. According to the 11th Plan document approved by the National Development Council, these three states have achieved growth rates exceeding the set targets in the 10th Plan, whereas that of their parent states Bihar, UP and MP have declined considerably. Remember, Uttarakhand was once considered the poorest, most backward part of UP. After statehood, it has become a growth champion.


Gross State Domestic Product:

State Expected Achieved
Jharkhand 6.9% 11%
Chhattisgarh 6.1% 9.2%
Uttarakhand 6.8% 8.8%

Courtesy: India Today


Judging by these statistics, the campaign for smaller states articulates the demand for a fair share of the natural resources. The experience also advocates that smaller homogenous states are rather efficiently governed and attention can be focused on the growth and equity issues in the regions.

I base this judgment because the states that the regional separatists have been demanding for years have one thing in common, that despite being rich in natural resources they are struggling with low developmental index. Telengana is a region boasting of coal and other minerals, but monsoon-dependent farming has led the region to remain stuck in poverty. Their demand for Hyderabad can also be justified because this will give them a head-start in the race for development as its perhaps the only developed region in the whole Telengana hinterland. Gorkhaland agitation derives its root because of poor utilisation of resources which has led to pockets of underdeveloped regions. Bundelkhand comprises of 14 natural resources but is hunger-ridden. Vidarbha is another example of a neglected region with farmer suicides making headlines every other day and having a average per capita debt of Rs. 50,000, with people complaining it to the babus sitting at Mumbai. Mahakoshal, demanding to carved out from the resource-rich poverty ridden Western Odisha is yet another instance.

But my the positive vibes I get from this analysis is always disturbed by my personal observation with politics all these years. Whether it is a small state like Sikkim or a big one like Bihar, good governance depends on the extent to which power is devolved. While we boast regarding the GSDP boom of Uttarakhand, we must also acknowledge the fact that this was a result of tax-exemption put forth by the Central Government during its creation, thus attracting industries giving it an artificial boost. Also we cannot ignore the fact that grabbing power is always easy in a smaller state, either on basis of money or muscle. I support this argument on the basis that in Jharkhand, an independent MLA Madhu Koda was able to rule for years just on the basis of his bank balance. This shows that even a vagabond roaming on the streets has a chance to become someone in the political ranks of a smaller state. Creating smaller states also leads to dominance of multiple regional parties in the national level thereby causing political imbalance and making the Central Government lose its national character. This will lead to serious implications, much more than what the UPA government had to face in its first term in office thanks to the now “Fourth Front” leaders.

Despite this fear, we also need to take comfort from the fact that if the other great democracy (USA) can afford to have 50 states and still be a superpower why can’t a United “smaller” States of India?

Although I am unable to find any reasonable conclusion out of this discussion, but a significant part of me believes that division is the road to development, and the way Punjab, Haryana, Uttarakhand and Jharkhand have performed, I find this voice to be gaining ground. For now I can leave with the thought that a United “smaller” States of India is a necessity having its delusions, that some of the “regional separatists” are right in their arguments although they too are driven by greed of power than being moved by the tears of the people concerned. I rest my hope on the Government of India that they will see to every aspect of this case before carving out any state. Jai Hind!

 

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