Death of a girl

My heart bleeds for the little girl..... Hundreds of people die every day in India, the second largest populated country in the world. But this one particular death will make every Indian bow their head in shame.

 My heart bleeds for the little girl..... How could I trust the lines that I am listening for decades? Sare Jahan Se Acha Hindusthan Hamara……No. Never again I will able to sing this line with honesty.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... I must confess, I will not be able to withstand the trauma and agony that has been experienced by the little girl. The incident itself is beyond my imagination.  It was cruelty at its ugliest form.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... I am yet to find a word in the dictionary that can condole her parents. The mental agony they are going through cannot be described through some words.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... I must say I feel pity for our politicians who make senseless comments. I don’t expect them to show any sympathy however my humble request to them is don’t bring your dirty linen and wash it in the public, it stinks.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... If ever I was made a deciding authority then the one thing I would like to change is the working style of our Judiciary system. I feel the only solution to curtail crime in our society is a speedy trial and immediate sentencing.  If anyone who does a crime knows he will get punished within three months, he will give a second thought to his action. Appoint a thousand judges and clear all the backlogs of cases. Any case that comes up newly must be sentenced within three months of time. My first priority, if I become the deciding authority.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... I don’t subscribe to channel mongers who desperately recommending public trial for criminals, especially rapists. We are a civilized nation. We can’t perform public beheadings and public hangings. After all punishment doesn’t mean taking a eye for an eye. Punishment must make the criminal regret their wrong doings. Give them maximum harsh punishment a human being can tolerate, but not death. Death is a simple punishment for any crime.  The agony doesn’t last, only a few seconds.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... I don’t totally blame the Delhi police for the situation. I am saying this knowing the fact that the Delhi police are the most corrupted lot in our country.  Then our most corrupted politicians are also in Delhi. It is the interconnection between these power houses that make our capital most corrupted place in our country. It is also our capital of crime. Even if you escape from clutches of criminals you can’t escape from hitches of these power houses. Solution is only self conscious. Take care of yourself.

My heart bleeds for the little girl.... I am helpless. I am ashamed. I am dejected.  I know no one in the country who has the power to stop this kind of ugly crimes. It seems to me that the God is also helpless. My only pray to the God is, please stop these type of criminal-minded people taking birth in my country. Will you listen?

When cart comes before the horse

Sachin don’t need my certificate. Still I would like to say, he is the one of the greatest player the cricket world has ever produced.

But whatever his arguments may be, sometime he puts his personal interest before the team. That’s what happened in Mirpur yesterday. When the whole world is busy praising and pouring greetings on him, the sad part is we have lost a match against Bangladesh that would have been easily won if the scoring rate was high as the situation demanded. There is no doubt we had to content with 289 because Sachin’s cautious approach (or over cautious?) towards his century. What is significant in one day cricket is, it is not important how you made the run but how much you made. Sachin consumed 147 balls to score his 114. In a game of total 300 balls a player in the side takes almost 50 per cent of the balls to score only 38 per cent of the total score cannot be acceptable, for whatever the reason.

In a tournament where we have beaten a better side like Sri Lanka, would have more easily won against Bangladesh that would have brought an easy entry to the final. Now we have placed in a peculiar situation where we had to beat more professional and talented team like Pakistan, who are also considered to be our arch rival. Surely the tension has been mounted, at least for cricket loving people of India.

At the same time I salute Sachin for his achievement I will also place the blame on his shoulder for our failure to win against Bangladesh. It has become part of us, our Indians, to live with tension coupled with happiness in whatever we do, life or play.

My prediction for Asia Cup final.

When my heart says India-Pakistan my mind indicates it is going to be a Bangladesh-Pakistan clash. No surprise if Bangla wins.

A treasure that made me rich

Among many other things what life has taught me is that you don’t have to be the direct beneficiary of something to become a happy man in your life.

I was a happy and proud Indian when India won the cricket World Cup, though I never got a penny from it. Dhoni got, Tendulkar got and other players who have played and not played all got a fortune of cash. But not me. I was still happy, say even more than Sreesanth.

I was also a happy Indian when A.R. Rehman got Oscar award. When he took the award I took the happiness. But I was not that happy when the movie Slumdog Millionaire bagged the award. Not because I have anything against the movie. But I don’t subscribe to the idea of foreigners selling the pathetic conditions of our slum life to the world. And I still believe if the movie has won the academy award it is just because of some ‘white hands’ in it.

When Viswanathan Anand became the Grand Master I was double happy. He was an Indian first and South Indian second. The later one was the reason for my double happiness. All south Indians are that way. They become happier if the person concerned is a South Indian. The same applies to in sadness too. Otherwise ask Karunanidhi. He was sad when Kalmadi went to Tihar, depressed when Raja followed and when Kanimozhi went, he cried.

When I think of Viswanathan Anand’s extraordinary brain power, I wish our politicians had got half of it. I must admit, it is a thought that makes me sad, not happy.

I was always happy to watch Sania Mirza play, whether she win or lose. It was the same case with every Indian, I bet. I felt proud when she won and sympathized when she lost. At least she tried hard, I argued for her. The way she was progressing I thought one day she will conquer the world. She proved me wrong and conquered a Pakistani. She still plays for India as an Indian. However, today many Indians see her as Sania Malik not as Sania Mirza. That’s the problem.

Another woman I am really happy with is Mrs. Sonia Gandhi. Can anyone imagine where the Congress Party will be today if she was not in the helm of affairs? I am saying this not because I am a Congressman. In that case I am also happy with the way Mr. Narendra Modi is carrying out his work in Gujarat (except his inaction during the riot). With no personal connections with either of these two, I still feel happy about them and their work.

Another time I felt much happier is when Mr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam became the President of India. People like him are real treasures of the country and when he has been selected for the high position of Indian President, I felt myself getting honoured.

And comes to think of treasures, I feel I am one of the most honoured, fortunate, luckiest, richest and happiest men in the world today. That is because Shree Padmanabhaswamy temple, where thousands of crores of wealth being been unearthed, is situated just one hour ride from my home.

Have the cake and eat it too

AN OPEN LETTER TO SHREE OOMEN CHANDY, CHIEF MINISTER OF KERALA, AND SHREE UTHRADOM THIRUNNAL MARTHANDA VARMA MAHARAJA, HEAD OF TRAVANCORE ROYAL FAMILY.

Respected Chief Minister Mr. Oomen and Shree Uthradom Thirunnal Marthanda Varma Maharaja,

As there are lot of suggestions and opinions are coming from both ordinary and eminent people of this state regarding the utilization of the massive wealth unearthed from Sree Padmanabhaswami Temple in Thiruvanathapuram, here is a concrete and useful suggestion, which if implemented, would change the face of our state.

Everyone will agree that unless and until a wealth is used in a proper manner there is no value for it. A dead asset is of no use. Therefore the treasure wealth that has been found must be used for the welfare of the whole state in the name of Sree Padmanabha.

This does not mean we must dispose of the wealth.

A country or a state can progress only if the three basic amenities like Road, Water and Electricity facilities are improved. If you consider the present condition of the three amenities in our state you will come to know we have to improve a lot on these areas.

Once you have these facilities in place development will be an automatic process. But our main problem is we do not have sufficient fund to carry out these projects successfully and the will power to take the initiative.

Here are my suggestions:

A separate trust consists of three senior members from the Palace authority, three members nominated by the government, one representative from each national political parties (heads of the parties in the state will be a good option) and three members of public prominence under the guidance of Supreme Court be formed to take care of this wealth.

The trust should keep the wealth under the custody of Reserve Bank of India under a mortgage scheme.

The trust should make available a 90 per cent of the value of the wealth as loan under the mortgage plan. This amount should be deposited in an account operated by three trust members, one from palace representative, one government representative and one from the public prominence. (No political member should be made a signing authority). Proposals should only be approved with consent of all the trust committee members with a veto power to all members.

Initially this amount should be utilized for only three purposes; road development project, electricity projects and water projects.

ROAD PROJECT:

A six line national highway to be constructed across the state connecting all important places and local roads widened wherever it is necessary. This road project must keep in mind the road safety and must help avoid all accidents happening in our roads every day.

ELECTRICITY PROJECT:

Electricity is the next project we must concentrate. Kerala is a state where we a lot of natural resources. Despite we get considerably good rain during the monsoon season our concerns to produce enough electricity is still at large. We must explore other possibilities that could produce enough electricity to meet our needs. The project should be aimed at our long term requirement.

WATER PROEJCT:

Water water everywhere not a drop to drink is apt saying when it comes many places in our state. The situation may not that grim in urban areas. But in rural areas the situation is different. We must make drinking water easily available to everyone in the state. No doubt it will be one of the most humanity works that will be carried out rather than a social need.

The projects that are mentioned above only based on the priority. Availability of funds could be used in any project that will be good for the state and can bring direct benefit to the needy people of the state. Again, with the approval of all trust members.

We have resource now, I mean the money. We are not disposing off the wealth which is a real treasure. On the contrary by carrying out the above mission in the above manner we will be having a cake and eating it too.

The loan taken against this treasure will be repaid to the Reserve Bank of India by the government through a fixed monthly installment. The duration for repayment of the loan could be fixed for 25 years which will be an ideal duration. This process can be continued and in every 25 years the state could avail fresh loan from the Reserve Bank for development of the state.

HOW TO PRESERVE THE TREASURE

Reserve Bank of India must make the provision to keep the wealth under a well-protected security cover by constructing a hi-tech security locker.

The Reserve Bank in coordination with the government of Kerala should construct a high security cell in Kanakakunnu Palace, where the treasure could be kept under stringent security cover, probably in a vacuum glass chamber. This will enable the authorities to open the place for public viewing, may be for one month in every calendar year during the Onam festival.

This above proposal, if implemented with the full consent and guidance of respected Shri Uthradom Thirunnal Marthada Varma Maharaja, the present custodian and head of Travancore royal family, I hope, will be the best option to utilize the treasure in a meaningful way.

Apart from the projects mentioned above, a substantial amount from the mortgage loan amount to be deposited in the temple account in a fixed deposit and interest from this deposit can be utilized for the development of the temple. (There may be question raised about the repayment of loan by the government as part of the amount has been deposited temple account. What is to be taken into consideration is that the government is the main beneficiary of the temple treasure, and therefore the government should consider this proposal in healthy manner and bear that responsibility).

The responsibility of the security measures deployed in the treasure site in Kanakakunnu Palace will be a joint venture of Reserve Bank of India and government of Kerala. The state government can also avail extra security advises from the central government if necessary.

Last but not the least, all the projects carried out using this resource will be the name Sree Padmanabha prefixed to it. Like Sree Padmanabha Highway, Sree Padmanabha Water Project, Sree Padmanabha Energy Project, Sree Padmanabha Seawater Desalination Project etc. etc. etc. etc………

It is a dream, will it materialise? Let wisdom prevail.

Yours truly,

P.S. Rajan

Chalo Dilli

The wife was telling me this morning, “We must book our tickets to Delhi for August 16 today or it will become extremely difficult to get.”

“Tickets for Delhi? Who told you we are going to Delhi on August 16? And I don’t understand why someone wants to go to Delhi on August 16. People go to Delhi on August 15 so that they can watch and take part in Independence Day celebrations. But not on August 16,” I said.

“Not on August 15, but on August 16 that is the day we will be going to Delhi,” the wife insisted, “And you know we are not going there to watch the Independence Day parade. We are going there to take part and support Anna Hazare’s fasting that he said will be starting again on August 16. The whole India will be there to support him, not only just us,” she said.

“You are mistaken, not the whole India, but some few thousands will be there to support him, six thousands to be exact, if you believe Kapil Sibal,” I said.

“That’s the problem with you and your Congress party,” she continued, “not only you don't want to go to Delhi to support Hazare but you are also underestimating him.”

“Let me make it clear, it is not my Congress party, it is Sonia Gandhi's, and I have no connection with any political party. As far as supporting Anna Hazare is concerned, I am a supporter of the cause he is fighting for but I have my reservations about the way the agitation being staged,” I said.

“If you have your opinion then you must present it to Hazare when we are in Delhi and not to me, I am going there only to support him and not to express my opinion,” the wife said.

“I told you earlier, neither you nor me going to Delhi and that is final.” I said, and continued, “I never said we will not support him. We are just ordinary people. There are politicians, intellectuals and social workers who can carry out this mission more meaningful way, but not us. We will give him all our moral support while watching his agitation live on our television.”

“You will support him by watching him fasting live on television while you are having your dinner, right?” the wife asked. “ You are becoming too selfish nowadays. In fact you must also fast along with him to show your solidarity,” the wife said.

“You know I have acidity problem and if I don’t take my food on time it will get worst, and secondly, if Anna Hazare’s health deteriorates after a couple of days of his fasting he will be forced to get admitted in a hospital by the authorities and he will walk out from the hospital healthier than ever. On the other hand if my health worsens there will be no one to take care of and if I die, even the insurance people won’t pay you the money, claiming that death due to fasting amounts to suicide and suicide is not covered under the insurance scheme.” I said.

“You have a habit of talking too much,” the wife said. “If you don’t want to fast then don’t fast but at least come to Delhi and support me to support Hazare. Can you do that?” the wife asked.

“Okay, I don't want to discourage you. I will try to get the tickets today itself. Are you happy now?” I asked.

“One more thing, tell your cousins in Mumbai to send us a nine-yard saree before we go,” the wife said.

“Nine-yard saree”? You wear normal saree, why you want to wear a nine-yard saree when you go to Delhi?” I asked.

“Not for me, it is for Hazare,” the wife said continued,” “If there is a police crackdown after midnight and Hazare jumps from the stage to evade arrest and lands in front of me I can offer him the saree. I am sure being a Maharashtrian he will be more comfortable in nine-yard saree than in a churidar like Baba Ramdev.”

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We are a ‘mail’ away, sitting miles away

Though I am yet to invent anything, inventions always fascinated me.

I was fascinated by Radio during my childhood. I used to hear music flowing out of this marvelous box in many places like public parks, hotels and in some of my neighbourhoods. I wished I had one at home.

By the time we got one in our home, almost all the houses in our neighbourhood have had it. So I had no reason to be a proud child of a house that owns a radio. However, I was still happy to have one at home. It was a small battery operated model. Unlike today’s FM channels, radio stations worked only for a specific time during those days, morning, afternoon and evening. It has become a practice of my mother to switch on the radio before she starts her routine morning works and we all family members woke up hearing some devotional songs that used to be broadcast in the morning.

As I was a school going kid then, my encounter with the radio was only in the evening. In the evening children of our family will gather around the radio and curiously listen to the music and some other programmes, leaving the news bulletin to elders.

As the days passed my curiosity towards radio was also diminished. As I grew, my fascination turned towards telephone. I used to view the members of the families that had telephone at their homes with much respect. How fortunate they are, I used to think. They can talk to anyone in another place from by just sitting at their homes. And they can also communicate with other family members at their home when they are outing. But my wish for a telephone remained as a wish for a long time.

That is the time when television made the entry into Indian homes. For majority of the middle class Indians, owning a television set was a distant dream. Some of the households who had owned it kept the TV set outside their homes during Saturday evening, when our own Doordarshan, the one and only channel then, used to show old movies. Most of the members from the families in the neighbourhood will gather in front of the television to watch the movie like in a cinema hall, minus the chairs, fans and ACs.

No doubt, television was a fantastic invention. It was black and white in the beginning then slowly graduated into colour. Today it will be nearly impossible to find a house in India without a TV set. Owing a TV set has become necessity rather than a luxury. If television made the world closer then the cable TV network has made the world smaller. For anything that brings good there will be a bad side too and as far as the cable TV networks are concerned some of the reality shows contribute to make the bad side.

The following one should have been said earlier than TV, but in my order of thoughts it comes only now. Though I have marveled about almost all these above inventions, aero plane had a special place in my heart.

My imaginations still go wild when I think of this wonderful invention. How could such a huge and heavy thing be lifted in the air and fly like a bird with so many people in it? Though the technology has its own answer to it, come to think its functionalities, we owe lot to the people who have made it possible.

It took nearly 30 years of admiration from the land to physically experience the pleasure of flying in an aero plane. My first flying was to an overseas destination, crossing the paddy fields, mountains then the sea and at last landing in a wonderful Arabian city after being in the air for almost four hours.

By now I must have travelled a quite lot of times by air, but that four hours of my air travel will always live with me, not because it was the best but it was my first.

However, if you ask me to rate all the inventions in an order of numbers, none of the above will find the number one spot. I can never place an invention other than the Internet at the number one spot. The reason for this are plenty and one of them is I am able to share my thoughts with you in this manner.

It just brings us closer to a ‘mail’ away, sitting miles away. Truly great.

M.F. Hussain, May His Soul Rest In Peace

Death is always a loss. You were part of this world till yesterday and today you are not here. You won't be here either tomorrow. You will be never seen again. You are gone. Will someone remember you after a couple of years? I doubt it.

The only difference of loss by a death is, in some cases the loss is felt only by a family and in some cases by the country and in rare cases for the whole world. Artist M.F. Hussain's death was surely a loss for the country, if not the world, and he will be remembered for a long time to come for the work he left behind.

He was a great painter, indeed. Started his career as a movie poster painter he has grown into world renowned artist with sheer hard work and with little bit of luck. I have seen him very closely, when he was a regular in the corridors of Bombay's famous Jehangir Art Gallery in Kala Ghoda, walking barefoot (the one thing that I hate about him). He was not alone there. There were other artists like him. One of them was Mr. A.H. Ara, though he has not became a celebrity like M.F. Hussain. To become a celebrity you need to have a little bit of luck along with talent. M.F. Hussain had both.

I was also a regular at the Gallery, not as an artist but someone who was working in an office in the same vicinity. Many a time I was sitting in the next table in the famous Samovar restaurant in the company of all these talented artists. Artists are maintained their trade mark appearance. Hussain in kurta pyjama with long and unattended silver hair and beard, walking barefoot. On other hand Mr. Ara always in his well-ironed suit.

Mr. Ara preferred Way Side Inn, an old-fashioned restaurant in the Rampart Row, just the other side of Jehangir Art Gallery. His visits to Samovar were rare, but Husain was always there, in around Jehangir Art Gallery and Samovar. Mr. Ara owned his gallery in the Rampart Row, a little away from Jehangir Art Gallery. It was located in the same side as of Way Side Inn restaurant. Maybe that is the reason why Ara preferred Way Side Inn to Samovar.

As the years passed I have also moved out of Rampart Row. After many years down the line one day I came to know Mr. Ara has passed way. I got to know that from a newspaper report. He was person who I knew closely than Mr. Hussain. He was great human being always helpful and kind. When I heard his death, I did the only thing I could do. I prayed for a second.

Popularity of Mr. Hussain was growing. And with the arrival of cable television networks he was getting wide coverage for his work. News hungry media was always at his disposal. He has transformed into film maker from a painting artist. He has found Madhuri Dixit has a medium to get more popularity. The film Gaja Gamini was the result of that association. He is also a recipient number of Padma awards which he truly deserved.

However great you are, sometime along the journey of your wonderful life, you are bound to lose the balance. That's the rule of life. Otherwise why should a great talented and world renowned artist like M.F. Hussain must draw a 'nude' picture of Hindu God Saraswati? As an artist he has every right to draw a nude picture. The picture can also be shown holding a 'veena', a musical instrument which the Hindu God Saraswati holds. But was it necessary for him to inscribe the name 'Saraswati' in it? That is the one mistake for that he has got punished for rest of his life.

Your freedom ends where my nose begins. Mr. Hussain definitely misused his freedom while drawing that picture and he has paid a big price for that thoughtless action.

We should not talk evil about the dead. As there is no re-take in life his controversies are also gone with him. May his soul Rest in Peace.