That’s what Love is!

That I know you, is not enough
And, that you know me is also not the end
But, that we know each other like we know ourselves-
That’s what Love is!

That you can satisfy me, is not enough
And, that I can fulfill all your desires is also not the end
But, that our mutual satisfaction quenches the thirst of our individual desires-
That’s what Love is!

That your life is mine, is not enough
And, that mine is all yours, is also not the end
But, that the culmination of our lives should be the epitome of your existence-
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Best Wishes – A Poem in Hindi

A poem that I wrote in Hindi. My parting wishes to an old friend…

चींटियों सा कभी रेंगता है, तो कभी लेहेराते दारिया सा चला जाता है
वक्त तो हाँथ में रेत जैसा है, न जाने कहाँ से निकल जाता है
कल था की तुम मिले थे, आज है की जा रहे हो
जो वादे किए थे तुमने, आज उन सब को झुटला रहे हो
कहने को कुछ और नहीं, तो यह कहता हूँ में
जहाँ जाओ खुश रहो, जीवन में मन लगा के अपना काम करना
और कभी फुरसत मिले तो पीछे मुड़ के इस मील के पत्थर को याद करना Interesting? Click here to read more...

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उसका चर्चा सारे ज़माने में है

Just something that popped into my mind recently…

उसका चर्चा सारे ज़माने में है, क्या जिंदा दिली उस दीवाने में है.
कहीं से कोई दर्द दिख न जाए, येही तो मज़ा उसके छुपाने में है.
शमा को अपनी रौशनी पर गुरूर है तो रहे, इश्क में जल जाने का गुरूर तो सिर्फ़ परवाने में है.
ऐय खुदा तेरे दीदार की तमन्ना है, बढ़ती नहीं तेरी शान ऐसे तरसने में है Interesting? Click here to read more...

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Being a part of any change

I received an interesting comment from a very close friend of mine…

Today’s Times of India has 2 pieces of news, front-page – in big print: 4 out of 8 richest people in the world are Indian; not Israelis, not Arabs, not American, not British, not Sudanese, not Japanese, not Chinese, not Spanish, not German, not Italian, not Australian, not anything… INDIAN… In very small print: India ’08 polio count is world’s highest.

How can WE be a part of any change?”

This got me thinking about being a part of change…

In my view, being a part of a change depends a lot on understanding the problem that has to be fixed, the situation that has to be improved and then finding the appropriate path to do so. And once the path is known, it requires dedication and perseverance. Change isn’t easy, it is hard. Very, very hard!! Interesting? Click here to read more...

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The Importance of being an Indian Communist

Right at the onset let me say that I have great respect for Bengalis and this article is in no way meant to ridicule or belittle West Bengal’s (WB) great cultural heritage and its proud yet polite “Bhadra Lok”. Gopalkrishna Gokhale said that “what Bengal thinks today, the rest of India thinks tomorrow”. So if West Bengal gets bird flu today, India will perhaps suffer from SARS tomorrow.

I am not a great political watcher – there are many talented pundits out there – but I do follow national politics. And, I am very intrigued by the communist (and its many different flavors) in India. I will from here onwards call them the communists. Interesting? Click here to read more...

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Principles & Ideals in Summer

Teenage can be impressionable and interesting part of one’s life. Especially, if growing up in dynamic and continually changing country like India. I was 15-ish in the summer of 1990…

That year saw one of the most serious upheavals in India’s political history in recent times. A bill had been passed that allowed the reservation of jobs in public service divisions of the government for people from the disadvantaged classes of India’s much fragmented society. This law came to be known in popular terminology as the Mandal Commission recommendations. With all the noble intent that the recommendations had, the manner and the time it was being enforced was something that couldn’t exactly be called noble. And therefore, the fragile Indian society was further fragmented with people on both sides of the divide fighting furiously. Interesting? Click here to read more...

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The stories that I have heard & what I understand from them…

India has been the land of stories from time immemorial. I believe that the Indian tradition believes a lot in story telling as they can be a good way of passing knowledge from one generation to another. I have yet to meet an Indian whose life has not been influenced by the stories that he has heard from his parents/grand-parents/uncles/aunts. The following is one of the stories that I heard. Over the years, I have understood its true meaning. The story   Once upon a time in a rich and powerful kingdom lived a man. He was the greatest warrior that the people had ever seen, and his exploits in the battlefield were known far and wide. His bravery and fortitude in face the face of battle was so famous, that no wonder he was soon elevated as the commander-in-chief of the king’s army. Being in such a high position, he was bestowed with the best that the king had to offer – in the form of servants, luxuries, wealth, and stunning palace – where he lived with his beautiful wife.   Every day, at the break of dawn, the general would practice the art of war craft in his palace’s courtyard as his wife watched from one of hidden balconies above. This routine followed for many years and each day the general emerged victorious in his make belief war games. There was no one in and around the kingdom who could defeat the general and his reputation continued to increase many folds. Each day as his practiced his wife would silently watch and when he emerged a winner, she would earnestly thank god and feel the pride of being a consort to such a great man. Life couldn’t have been more beautiful.   Up until one day…   One morning, as the wife watched her husband’s daily exercise, she was aghast to see him loose. When he returned back to his retiring chambers, she saw him disheveled and asked him what was amiss. He didn’t reply and continued with his other activities of the day. The wife dismissed this incident, thinking that her husband might not have been in good health. However, the doubt had set itself deep inside her. The next day she woke up anxiously to watch her husband practice his skills again, with an element of doubt for the inevitable. As she had suspected, her husband lost again. Upon his return she confronted him again, and was turned down without a reply or explanation. This continued for many days at a stretch. The woman, a dutiful wife was genuinely worried for her husband’s well being and status, so she continued to dog him with the same question again and again each day.   Then one day the general gave in to his wife’s continuous interrogation. He told her that many months ago, he had been invited to the King’s private chambers. While he was on the way, he happened to pass the royal swimming pool, where the king’s daughter (the princess) was swimming. He told his wife that he had never seen such a beauty in his life and since that day the image of the princess swimming was etched in his mind and no matter how much he tried he couldn’t remove it from his memory. He told his wife, that he was embarrassed to even have such a thought when he had such a beautiful, loyal, and dutiful wife as herself. And this had made him feel guilty and he couldn’t concentrate on his battle exercises. Thus he was losing each time.   The general’s wife was shocked at this revelation, but she empathized with her husband. He was known for honor and self-discipline, and the very act of owning up to his faults and feeling guilty about his actions, was enough to convince her that her husband was a truthful person and needed help. She was determined to help her husband out of this problem. She asked him how she could do that. The general replied “I have a strong urge to consummate with the princess”, and continued “however, I know that it’s not ethical since I am married and also because the king would be extremely displeased with this act.” The wife thought deeply about this dilemma, and replied “My lord, I love you and whatever brings happiness and peace to you is good for me…but you are right that the king would not be happy with this affair”. She continued, “And also it would be impossible for you to reach the princess on your own”. She requested her husband to give her time to think this over more deeply and then provide a solution to him. A few days later, she called upon the general and explained her plan. She told him that they would go into a self-exile from the kingdom and settle far away from it. She would then return back and enroll as a slave to the princess. Thus, she would work for the princess and gain her confidence. She would tell the princess about a man who loves her deeply. Once she has the princess’ trust she will bring her to the assigned location where the general can meet her. This way, she believed that her husband’s wish will be fulfilled. As for her, she would be happy that her husband is at peace with himself.   The planned seem too fantastic to be true, but the general’s situation wasn’t getting any better, so he reluctantly agreed for it. And so, the couple left the kingdom. After a few days of traveling they came across an old dilapidated temple where they stopped for rest. The lady told her husband that this was a good place where he could spend the time while she went back to the kingdom to begin the second phase of the plan. The general looked at the temple and its disheveled state and asked his wife what he was supposed to do here while she was away. “Well, you can look after this temple. That will keep you busy in my absence. And when you have time you can think about the thing that you like most”. Saying this, the lady left.   As she had planned, she returned back to kingdom and became the servant in the princess’ place. She worked her way through to the princess and slowly began to build the trust with her. She subtly alluded to the princess about the love that a person had for her. The princess was intrigued but was not ready to believe all that a slave was telling her. The general’s wife sensed this and understood that this task would take a long time to reach its fulfillment.   And so it happened. After many years of loyal service, the general’s wife was finally able to achieve the extreme trust from the princess. Also by this time the princess was curious enough to meet the person whom her most loyal servant claimed loved her more than heaven and earth. So the princess agreed to go with her servant to the temple where that person was to be found. The general’s wife was overjoyed with the fact that her dedication and devotion to her objective was finally yielding the results that she had anticipated. So, with their respective thoughts in mind, both the ladies set off to the temple.   When they reached the destination, the general’s wife was amazed to see that the old decaying temple was a good as new. It looked like sanctuary in the between the desolate landscape of the region. It had trees all around it, and neatly arranged flower beds with the most fragrant flowers blooming. The birds had built their nests in the trees and were chirping. And within this foliage, the temple shone like a diamond in a coal mine. As the ladies walked up the temple they saw a man sitting in one corner in a deep state of meditation. The general’s wife recognized him as her husband, although now he had long flowing hair and beard and a glow of a saint in his face.   She came close to him and whispered “My lord I have lived up to my promise. The princess whose beauty you so admired, I have brought her to you”. The general did not open his eyes and the calm on his face wasn’t disturbed. He replied “Who are you talking about? I have seen the most beautiful thing in the world. There is nothing more that I wish to see”.   What is being communicated?   What is a story? A story is defined as a narrative or tale of real or fictitious events. Stories are nourishment for our hungry souls. Often stories we regard as fiction have elements of truth dressed up to make them more palatable.”

In India, stories have been used to teach complex philosophical and religious concepts and also morals associated with humanity. The story teller is the magician who paints a vivid picture of the images in his mind and leaves it to the listener for interpretation. He carefully wraps the concepts in the narration and then expects the listener to decipher its meaning on his own and in his own capacity. One of the best forms of teaching is that where the elements of learning are correlated with objects so that they get entrenched in the listeners mind. The above story is no different. It is extracted from the teachings of Hindu philosophy. Interesting? Click here to read more...

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Journalism at its Worst

I read this article at, I am absolutely incensed with the comments made by the author and I am amazed that the editors of NDTV have allowed this to be published. Perhaps, they also believe in the same concepts that the author presents in this article.

Absolutely tragic!! So much for value based journalism.

I think that one must try to stick to one’s core competencies; therefore I believe the author should stick to writing columns on defense and allied fields rather than comment on the socio-political crisis that besiege our country. Let’s leave that to the experts. Secondly, being a columnist requires a high degree of objectivity and neutrality. This column somehow gives the reader an impression about the author’s personal bias rather than his objectivity. Interesting? Click here to read more...

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Death of a Nation-State – Elegy for Uttar Pradesh

Uttar Pradesh chief minister and head of the Bahujan Samaj Party (BSP) Mayawati sent her private jet to pick up a pair of sandals, according to leaked US diplomatic cables. US embassy cables from 2007 to 2009 released by the WikiLeaks website in recent days describe Mayawati, 55, as “a first-rate egomaniac” who “is obsessed with becoming prime minister”.

Uttar Pradesh (UP) has been the one of the jewels in India’s crown for a long time. Apart from the historical and religious hotspots that dot this land, it’s also been center stage for national politics, independence related activism, education and intellectualism. The important phases of the Indian

and this sub-continent’s history can be traced back to this state/region. Some of the most influential and gifted statesmen/stateswomen, authors, poets, scientists, educationist, intellectuals, and celebrities have their roots or moorings in this state.
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Sania Mirza & the Indian Tri-color

A local court in Bhopal issued summons to tennis star Sania Mirza for allegedly disrespecting the national flag during a function some time back. The summons was issued by following up on a case filed by social worker under the Prevention of Insult to the National Honor Act (1971).It is alleged that Mirza disrespected the national tricolor by sitting in a manner so that her feet pointed at the flag, which the social worker felt was derogatory and had hurt him (Press Trust of India , January 9th 2008). Interesting? Click here to read more...

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