Thursday, September 6, 2012
Thursday, February 4, 2010
I have not written in a while and I thought what better time to write than now, especially about a topic that I feel very strongly for.
I think in one of my previous blog entries I had written about how the logic of states being divided based on the language that they speak is so flawed; And how Mumbai is now being ruled by two political parties striving to make political ground - one is an ailing horse and the other is a new party floated by the estranged brother.
This entire row over Shahrukh’s remarks that he would have liked Pakistani players in his team has got Shiv sena to go bonkers. What is the big deal in the statement I say! He owns a cricket team and he is well within his rights to say what he said. Suddenly he is being termed a Pakistani and threats are being issued that either he apologise or they (shiv sena) will not let his movie release in Mumbai. So much melodrama over what?? This is insane. And this is against the very basic rights guaranteed to us in our constitution. The freedom of speech and expression is our fundamental right. And what sena is doing is hooliganism. For want of better issues, they are picking on everything that they can. And I haven’t heard even one govt. official saying that they will ensure that Shahrukh’s movie releases peacefully and people are able to watch it. This is not about shahrukh. It is about you and me. Our fundamental right. If the state doesn’t protect us, who will?
Today, more than ever, we need a politician who will stand up. Who will say that he will uphold our basic fundamental right and come what may, he will not let Shiv Sena or the Mental sena (MNS) to crush our most basics of rights. Today India is looked upon across the world as a country which is progressing by leaps and bounds. And this situation in Mumbai is so regressive!! Why are we giving in to the threats by these guys. Who are they? There are a handful of them and all it will take is one good lesson to get them to shut up.
But I fear after all, politics will rule. And no one will stand up for our fundamental right. Because frankly they don’t care. All they care about is alliances and vote banks. And as long as they get that, let the fundamental rights be dammed. I eagerly await tomorrow, and I hope I am proved wrong.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Thank God. And thank Chetan Bhagat. In the last three years, I have traveled quite a bit and fair bit involving air travel. And I have never had so many air-hostesses talk to me so much before, in one single journey. But today was different, thanks to Chetan Bhagat.
I was carrying a copy of “2 States”, Bhagat’s latest offering. As soon as I stepped inside the aircraft, the lady welcoming me said “That’s a nice book” and that was the start of it. She kept walking past me, nudging me and telling, “oh you are so engrossed”, “I hope you are enjoying it” and such. The head of the herd, the one who makes all the announcements, was the attention seeking types, with tonnes of make up on her face. While announcing the name of the captains, instead of saying anil gupta and rahul kapoor, she said Anil Kapoor and believe me, she made such a huge fuss about it that every passenger noticed her. She hung up the phone mid-way, acted very embarrassed, walked out to the stairs leading up, walked in, covered her face, went inside the cockpit (wonder why they call it cockpit), went to the other hostess, and what not. Then finally when she did start her announcement again, she hung up once again as if to convey her embarrassment from the previous misfortune. Anyways, like I said, she was the attention seeking types. So when she walked past me, she chatted me up. Once again, thanks to the book. And it was a long conversation by any standards. Seems she doesn’t like to read Chetan Bhagat, his English is not great. Ahem. Miss Bagchi, my English teacher in school would have been proud of her reason I must say!
Anyways, so then the flight started its descent and I saw the city of Calcutta. It is so strikingly different from any other city that I have seen. There are old buildings and older buildings. Many of them look like ruins from some architectural times. And this time when I came outside the airport, I saw what I have never seen in Calcutta before. A special AC bus service from the airport. Man, I tell you. That was some sight. Something other than the old yellow and black ambassadors, or those rickety buses. And the sight inside the bus was so Calcutta! The songs, the people clicking pictures, the conversations and all of that. It was so much fun. I love this city.