Terror has cast its shadows on India again. Definitely from across the border. The old enemy, the wicked neighbour of India has again proved its malicious intentions against India. That too just one year after the world famous Mumbai attacks.
This time the target became the homely city of Pune which never even in its dreams imagined a blast. Even when the dangers of such attacks loomed large on other cities of India, Pune remained wrapped in innocence.
As usual harmless people died in the German Bakery blast.
I am hounded by the sorrow of all the parents who lost their young children. One among the mothers, has lost two of her children in just minutes.
Imagine her plight on whose door death knocked just once to kill her two young children? Who she can look up to? Is she capable of containing this grief?
You have lost everything mother.
I know. Have you decided to keep silent and resign to your faith? I feel that you have the potential to be a catalyst for sparking off a movement. Accept compensation or not…….I am so sorry, easier it is said than done.
Oh mothers, I know you can not take any advise at the moment. If there is anger in your mind against those who have caused irreparable damage to your life, and against the unaccountable political system of our country, ventilate it. I can feel you agony in my heart, that is why I am writing to you. I know your mind is numb and the body is almost lifeless due to the axe that has befallen you. Yet, because we all are with you, take a decision. Go to Prime minister’s office and sit there till the government is shaken out of its slumber.
Refuse to go back home till they take action to bring Pakistan to book. Do not leave the place till a decision is made to break all the diplomatic ties with the cunning neighbor; till the Pakistan embassy is made to pack off and sent back home. You have suffered a bolt from the blue, but do not fade like a weak flame. Collect all the love that you have for your children to realize that there is enough strength inside you to fight the evil. Let the world witness the light of courage that emanates from a mother’s heart.
If the ordinary citizens of the country go to Prime minister’s office to seek answer to this problems, they will be flushed out like terrorists. But no one can dare touch you. That is why all the parents of children who have suffered at the hands of terrorism,strengthen India. Gherao the ministers and question them. Let this struggle intensify so much that in the next elections, the leaders will think twice before filing nominations.
Our leaders, have completed their duty of visiting the site of the blast.. They have gone home now. They have no fear of loosing their chairs. And they have not lost their children in any blast. Do you remember,the terrorist who was involved in the parliamentary attack years ago and the one who was jailed recently in connection with the Hotel Taj tragedy are yet awaiting a punishment. They should have been hanged long back. What are our bosses doing? So they will not show any urgency to act on the matter. Now they will conveniently churn the issue of the attack and wait till one more is made.
Where is Rajiv Gandhi who is asking the youth to join Congress? What for? To enjoy the political privileges ? Can he, who claims to care for India’s unity and understands common man’s plight remain silent even after the Pune blast? Instead of locking horns with Shiv Sena or Raj Thakre he should ask his mother (who is controlling Indian government withouht ever being elected)to tell the government to take direct action against Pakistan and stop being diplomatic?
And what about the other carefree politicians who are sitting in their air-conditioned offices and enjoying the misery of the common man?
Are you listening Raj Thakery?
There is a call for you from across the border. Take cudgels against the terrorist.Develop strategies to stop these annual attacks on India if you share the legacy of Shivaji Maharaj. If you think you can create an impact, it is high time that you stop this regional politics and help India weed out the very seed of terrorism. Take steps.
And we the people of India let us decide that we as educated citizens of the nation free, the fate of India from the clutches of irresponsible and selfish politicians. They have failed India miserably .Let us be alert about our surroundings. Let us build a movement that is powerful enough to drag the ministers down from their elected posts if they fail to initiate matters to stop these barbaric destructions. The moment of revolution has arrived. Let us embrace it.
You know what my ordinary mind thinks about the ways to curb the terrorist attacks on India? One thing is clear. In Pakistan there are so may leaders opposing one another. There is no one to talk to in these matters. The government is dummy and the control of military forces is ever powerful. It is due to this reason that India is delaying talks. Is it not possible for India to cut all diplomatic ties with Pakistan since we do not need any other proof of its involvement in the terror attacks. Let the Pakistan embassy be sent back home. Involve US, which has time and again pampered Pakistan. Let not the Pakistani aeroplanes fly in the skies of India and let all the means of communications between the two countries came to a complete halt, till a peaceful resolution is met. Many will agree that war can not be a solution to the problem. It will begin blood bath. Our soldiers will die. Their soldiers will die.And soldiers, whichever country you belong to,India doesnot want your old mothers to loose you.
1/30/2010
A terrorist who calls
Hello
Sakhi,
There is always something that I would like to share with you.Why? You would ask.
There are issues that bother me, there are issues that make me happy and there is this whole world that sometimes mesmarises me,threatens me and inspires me.And there is that unsatiating desire to express the constant ramblings and whispers of my mind. And for this desire to fulfill, I need a friend who would just listen. And would not hesitate to listen since all that I write here is excursive.I would confide in you.At the moment my mind is thinking of a terrorist.
So today, I would tell you about a lady, who lost her husband in 11/26 terrorists attack in Mumbai.
The front page picture of this morose lady with her small kids in the newspaper, Mumbai Mirror speaks for itself. It compelled me to throw all the work at hand and read the story.One year has passed after the tragedy. Since then a spate of sad and cruel incidents have marked her life. Young Mohd Umer Sheikh left this world when a bomb planted in his taxi by terrorists exploded. His wife learnt about his death the next day.The police suspected that he was a terrorist.From the next day onwards after her husband's death, her house was raided by the police.A grief striken Momina was devastated. After a few months the police established that Sheikh was not a terrorist.
Momina who sells flowers makes Rs 50 a day.She has accepted her faith.
She has to work as usual, she has the task of raising her four small kids.Help did come along after the incident. Momina has received Rs 5 lakhs from the Central government, Rs.5 lakh from the State government and another Rs.5 lakh from various non- government organisations.
This money is hardly any help for her since her husband would have earned more than this amount in his whole life. But fine. She will have to do with whatever she has been give.
But that is not all.
Recently another terrifying episode has begun in her life.
For the past two to three months, the report says Momina has been receiving threatening calls.
Probably from relatives.One or many of them are eyeing the amount she has received as compensation.
She receives threatening anonymous calls.At midnight there is a knock at her door and the sound of running feet.
She has lodged a police complaint. Hope the Police would nab the culprits.Hope her life at least now gets normal.Hope she is filled with courage. And there is some peace in her life
Mon Ami, thanks for being patient with me.Pl write to me.I will be happy to hear from you.
Sakhi,There is always something that I would like to share with you.Why? You would ask.
There are issues that bother me, there are issues that make me happy and there is this whole world that sometimes mesmarises me,threatens me and inspires me.And there is that unsatiating desire to express the constant ramblings and whispers of my mind. And for this desire to fulfill, I need a friend who would just listen. And would not hesitate to listen since all that I write here is excursive.I would confide in you.At the moment my mind is thinking of a terrorist.
So today, I would tell you about a lady, who lost her husband in 11/26 terrorists attack in Mumbai.
The front page picture of this morose lady with her small kids in the newspaper, Mumbai Mirror speaks for itself. It compelled me to throw all the work at hand and read the story.One year has passed after the tragedy. Since then a spate of sad and cruel incidents have marked her life. Young Mohd Umer Sheikh left this world when a bomb planted in his taxi by terrorists exploded. His wife learnt about his death the next day.The police suspected that he was a terrorist.From the next day onwards after her husband's death, her house was raided by the police.A grief striken Momina was devastated. After a few months the police established that Sheikh was not a terrorist.
Momina who sells flowers makes Rs 50 a day.She has accepted her faith.
She has to work as usual, she has the task of raising her four small kids.Help did come along after the incident. Momina has received Rs 5 lakhs from the Central government, Rs.5 lakh from the State government and another Rs.5 lakh from various non- government organisations.
This money is hardly any help for her since her husband would have earned more than this amount in his whole life. But fine. She will have to do with whatever she has been give.
But that is not all.
Recently another terrifying episode has begun in her life.
For the past two to three months, the report says Momina has been receiving threatening calls.
Probably from relatives.One or many of them are eyeing the amount she has received as compensation.
She receives threatening anonymous calls.At midnight there is a knock at her door and the sound of running feet.
She has lodged a police complaint. Hope the Police would nab the culprits.Hope her life at least now gets normal.Hope she is filled with courage. And there is some peace in her life
Mon Ami, thanks for being patient with me.Pl write to me.I will be happy to hear from you.
1/28/2010
Spicy Misal Recipe
In my last post I have preached a lot of Gyan to you Mon ami. It is time to teach. But believe me you would not be bored to get this cooking lesson from me. Just follow the recipe word to word and I am sure a superb dish will be ready for you and your family.
Spicy Misal
Ingredients:
Sprouted Matki: 2 cups
Dry red chillies: 2
Garlic petals:7 to 8
Ginger paste; 2 teaspoons
Corriander powder: 1 teaspoon
Cumin powder:1 teaspoon
Garam masla: 1 teaspoon
Onions: 2
Tomatos: 2
Boiled Potato 2,
Corriander leaves
Curry leaves
Oil for tadka
Salt, asafetida for taste.
Lemon juice: teaspoon
Grind together garlic, ginger, red chilli and onion.
How to cook missal:
Make an asafoetida tadka and fry curry leaves and garlic ginger onion paste. Add Tomato pieces, boiled potato and Matki.Heat alittle and add 4 cups of water to cook. Add salt and cook till Matki becomes soft.
Remove in a serving bowl and spread any fersan or chivda, sev on it and serve hot with Pav or bread.
Spicy Misal
Ingredients:
Sprouted Matki: 2 cups
Dry red chillies: 2
Garlic petals:7 to 8
Ginger paste; 2 teaspoons
Corriander powder: 1 teaspoon
Cumin powder:1 teaspoon
Garam masla: 1 teaspoon
Onions: 2
Tomatos: 2
Boiled Potato 2,
Corriander leaves
Curry leaves
Oil for tadka
Salt, asafetida for taste.
Lemon juice: teaspoon
Grind together garlic, ginger, red chilli and onion.
How to cook missal:
Make an asafoetida tadka and fry curry leaves and garlic ginger onion paste. Add Tomato pieces, boiled potato and Matki.Heat alittle and add 4 cups of water to cook. Add salt and cook till Matki becomes soft.
Remove in a serving bowl and spread any fersan or chivda, sev on it and serve hot with Pav or bread.
1/27/2010
Words of comfort.
Off late the very idea of turning on the television or reading a newspaper is sending shivers down the spine.You would not ask me why, friend,as you know the reason. The every day news of suicides by small children in India is so distressing that one would prefer not to turn to any news from the media.
Ruchika's case reminds one of the despotic system and the helplessness of her father.As we all remember she was molested twenty years ago and her case was simply crushed by the high handed shameless political system. No one came to her help. Her parents left the town. Her brother was jailed, tortured.She was removed from the school.End result? Ruchika's suicide.There are many more Ruchikas. Even smaller in age.Everyday a new case and a new reason.
I wonder if there is an ongoing conspitracy plotted against the small ones by the society? The Culprits are many.First the education system, the hapless, hopeless and over ambitious parents,dogmatic teachers,the peer influence, media influence and the lack of character building practices in the school.In our life of today, education, career advancement has taken a precedense over the basic human needs of affection, tolerance and empathy.There is no common thread that binds us all together as just human beings and brings to fore our very basic psychological need of sharing our concerns and conflicts.We do not open our mind to any known person.Because we fear for redicule. We are afraid to tell people about our bad experiences and that is how all the pressures accumulateinside us and suffocate us.Children are an easy target of such mounting pressures.
I recollect the words of some noted writer that words of comfort are the greatest therapy for the human mind.But today they are the costliest commodity.
And that is why when children are depressed no one notices them. Rather they are overlooked. Because there is not enough time and the mental energy and the right attitude to spot signs of depression.
My friend, will you write to me if you help a person who had suicidal thought on his or her mind?Share with me your experience.
I have helped one friend dissuade from the tyrrany of depression.
That friend of mine has accepted the fate of her life and has learnt to keep busy.
The gereed of preachingvisdom is leaving me restless.I will open my mind to you.Pl forgive me if you think I am overboarding.
Burden of studies should be reduced no doubt.
What I honestly feel is that if our children are spending five to seven hours in school,why should they not get the tonic for a healthy mind from the school itself?
Teachers then will have to slow down on completing the syllabus and help children build a sound and pure character.It is better if teachers are encouraged to promote friendship, brotherhood and qualities of good nature
among the impressionable small children.This does not exclude the parents from fulfilling their obligation.Parents must foster good values. Since it is the parents who overlook cruenlty,selfishness, cheating and cunningness of their children.
Ruchika's case reminds one of the despotic system and the helplessness of her father.As we all remember she was molested twenty years ago and her case was simply crushed by the high handed shameless political system. No one came to her help. Her parents left the town. Her brother was jailed, tortured.She was removed from the school.End result? Ruchika's suicide.There are many more Ruchikas. Even smaller in age.Everyday a new case and a new reason.
I wonder if there is an ongoing conspitracy plotted against the small ones by the society? The Culprits are many.First the education system, the hapless, hopeless and over ambitious parents,dogmatic teachers,the peer influence, media influence and the lack of character building practices in the school.In our life of today, education, career advancement has taken a precedense over the basic human needs of affection, tolerance and empathy.There is no common thread that binds us all together as just human beings and brings to fore our very basic psychological need of sharing our concerns and conflicts.We do not open our mind to any known person.Because we fear for redicule. We are afraid to tell people about our bad experiences and that is how all the pressures accumulateinside us and suffocate us.Children are an easy target of such mounting pressures.
I recollect the words of some noted writer that words of comfort are the greatest therapy for the human mind.But today they are the costliest commodity.
And that is why when children are depressed no one notices them. Rather they are overlooked. Because there is not enough time and the mental energy and the right attitude to spot signs of depression.
My friend, will you write to me if you help a person who had suicidal thought on his or her mind?Share with me your experience.
I have helped one friend dissuade from the tyrrany of depression.
That friend of mine has accepted the fate of her life and has learnt to keep busy.
The gereed of preachingvisdom is leaving me restless.I will open my mind to you.Pl forgive me if you think I am overboarding.
Burden of studies should be reduced no doubt.
What I honestly feel is that if our children are spending five to seven hours in school,why should they not get the tonic for a healthy mind from the school itself?
Teachers then will have to slow down on completing the syllabus and help children build a sound and pure character.It is better if teachers are encouraged to promote friendship, brotherhood and qualities of good nature
among the impressionable small children.This does not exclude the parents from fulfilling their obligation.Parents must foster good values. Since it is the parents who overlook cruenlty,selfishness, cheating and cunningness of their children.
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