Sunday, October 12, 2008

Bengal Tiger bids adieu…


Finally, the apocalyptic has occurred. Dada says sayonara to cricket. The prince fortress has crumbled and he has finally succumbed to his critic’s desires. His endless endeavor to silence his critics concludes; his historical saga of contributions ends and for me it’s an acrimonious termination of a golden passionate era.

From a debutant centurion at Lords to leader who taught India to win outside subcontinent, from a charismatic offside cracker to a champion who triumphed on Australian and Pakistani soil, from an ace oneday opener who scored tons at will to captain who missed who by just a whisker what Kapil Dev achieved, from gritty southpaw to a aggressive leader Ganguly had been truly a hero of Indian Cricket. His batting heroics always thrived to come out of shadows of the Little Master, The Wall, Very Very Special, though never written off.

What made Ganguly special was his motivational, inspirational leadership that marked a new passionate era for Indian cricket. His faith and immense confidence in abilities of next generation star carved the path for their transformations from ordinary players to match winners. Dada always stood behind his players even forcing the authorities to bow down on several occasions. Mike Dennis was on one such example.

Like every cricketer he too suffered lows. The eventful Chappel era show Dada dropped from captaincy and team. But the grit he possessed marked his comeback and the energy he infused into team by his fighting spirit ,paved way from famous triumph(vs. South Africa). Endless are Dada’s contributions and I have faith that he in his farewell series will do wonders.

Many people will remember Sourav for his various virtues but for me his the Man who gave cricket the

“THE GREAT INDIAN HURDLE”

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

A Tribute to gentleman who defied the age.......



Last few days have been gruesome and heart breaking for me on personal front. I lost a very dear granduncle (dadaji) Mr. K L Gupta. He succumbed to a major heart attack on early morning of 25th Oct 2008. This post of mine is a small tribute to his flamboyant and panache living.

My first encounter with him was during my freshman year of T school, when after induction I went to see him at his residence at Sunderpur, Varanasi. My initial reaction was awe, what a personality. The admiration grew by minutes and seconds. The dignity with which he used to conduct himself, the charm and warmth that oozed out created a magical ambience, that I cherished the most and shall miss life long.

Great man livings do teach subsequent generations’ lesson or two. I also learnt few from him.

Age No Barrier: Inspite of been a septuagenarian, he had the zeal to be a computer literate. In this pursuit, he joined a computer centre at the age of 70+. He not only ended up a computer literate but also left a strong statement for those who feel ashamed to be taught by younger generation. Sometimes I used to guide him about internet and surfing. The enthusiasm with which he took down the notes delivered strong message.........


“Knowledge has no Age”.


Wednesday, September 24, 2008

The Polyester Prince


This book on Dhirubhai is unofficial biography published by Hamish Mc Donald.A must read for young entrepreneur who want to make optimum use of lapses in system.The book may teach you some tricks to baffle and play with system.

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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Change of faces....Is it an U turn

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Sunday, September 21, 2008

Dilli daari nahi........

What are they trying to prove.Is this an euphemism to signify Delhiites incapability to fight terror rather show that they have taken it as a part and parcel of life.The day after the blast horrendous breakfast breaking news were served by the electronic media.Reporters on every channel were busy chanting the theme of Delhi bravery.They were showing the bomb blast sight and the crowd passing by and connecting the sequence to denote that once again Delhi has adapted.
Are they trying to evoke the commoners to take some remedial measures.Are they trying to check the patience of middle class who is always the victim be it inflation or blast...
It is the sad plight of middleman that he has to show a brave face in spite of troubles.

He has not surrendered to terror but has surrendered to his and his family stomach

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Paucity of Futurist, Plethora of Historian

India is a country gifted with a rich enviable repertoire of culture, heritage, custom, rituals, superstitions, art, literature, blah blah blah….Loads of volumes of literature, poetry, art shambles in our rich heritage libraries, as if begging to be read. Have we ever cared for the one piece of literature missing from repository, THE SCIENCE FICTION .India has fared extremely poorly in this field, may be due to lack of fascination among the ancient, medieval or modern novelist, or possibly due to their lack of courage. And this space is felt in our modern day thinking, the thought ignition mechanism of present day scholar is hampered largely due to lack of this piece of literature; the thought execution mechanism of bureaucrats is hampered; the thought delivering mechanism of pedagogue is hampered…..

Among the primitive ethos of Hindustanis is that they are historians who are constantly in quest of their Ram or Krishna by either reciting the hymns of Ramayana/Geeta or through pageantry in remembrance of their God. They are busy exploring the ages of Ram or Krishna when the need of hour is to extrapolate the concept of Newton and Einstein.

In ancient occident nations the writers used to go to masses in search of plot. They went to the labourers in quest of searching the laws they wanted, they went to industrialist to sort out the perks they needed, students were asked what sort of future they dream, women were given opportunities to decide their own destiny, common masses were allowed to opine on leadership issue, priest were allowed to secure their religion, technocrats were allotted freedom to dream, innovate and realize their research and the list goes on.

Have the Hindus of Varanasi ever thought about their future or did the Muslim clergy of Deobad pointed out the direction of their future; neither did the Christians of Kerala nor did the Sikhs at Golden Temple thought so. All of us are busy chanting the hymns and performing pageantry of our individual GOD but none are worried about the future, who will carry the legacy forward into next decade or century, how will the younger generation perform rituals and oblations.

Did the bureaucrats in planning commission ever bothered to ask the other end of population for whom, they have devised the policies, or are they busy satisfying the master of whom they are cronies. Did the UGC ,(University Grant Commission) having abundant of intellectuals ever thought of asking students what sort of environment they require for creative and innovative thinking. I fear, even the pedagogies are least worried on this issue.

Every five year, we are presented with rhetoric’s in name of FIVE YEAR DEVELOPMENT PLAN. When will these rhetorics convert to reality? Government somehow finds an alibi for renege and retrograde is again repeated.


Rome is the country of artists ,but the worst are on stage,
India is the country of futurist,and the worst are in planning commission.......

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Dialogues becomes Monologues...

One evening all of us were busy having a ebullient informal chat.Usual exchangers and teasers were going on at rapidfire pace.Just then youngest member of our patriarchal family broke the vibrant dialogues by raising a natural,innocent query,"What do couples do at their honeymoon".And after it only prevailed were his monologues.

What was wrong in his innocent query that left the whole pedigree surprised or rather abashed.Was there anything apocalyptic in his question.I myself could not discern it,but it felt awkward.

What are those mental himalayan barriers,the generation rifts that prevails and abort the patriarch sharing sex related issues with adolescents.Recently their was a break through by CBSE as it announced that schools should allocate some portion of cirriculum towards sex education.There has been lot of hallagulla since then over this issue.Worst of all some intellectuals in shape of teacher have protested citing they feel embrass presenting themselves as sex teacher.

Adding salt to misery are the mandarins sitting on the pinnacle of democracy.The educated Kerala,the global Karnataka,the upcoming Madhya Pradesh,the NRI wannabe Gujarat,The prosperous Punjab all have come up with state sponsored bans on sex education.

Personally,I share a common faith with CBSE.I reckon sex education as a need of hourWith prominent increase in child abuse cases,how can we dare to leave our teens in mercyless hands of lusty uncles.Why can't the parent take the burden of educating their wards.If we are little more responsible Nithari's could be avoided and more importantly no question of our child could turn our Dialogues into Monologues.

ELSE
"OUR HOUSE IS ON FIRE,OUR CHILDREN ALL GONE"