Drizzling Nostaligia....

I love the December weather. Winter breeze, it’s fragrance, drooping leaves. Ooh!..I am short of words to describe my love for Zephyr..

The breeze brings a mixed memories in my nest.- both wonderful and worse! Leaving (I try to leave) the worse, I fondle the fantabulous ones. Though it’s been a decade since I left college, the memories continue to linger. All the excursions ranging from 3-5 days were organized in Dec. And the most important of all.. The FIRST ever reunion too was held in December. One thing I love about excursions is-it pulls the classmates close; a sort of Unity in Diversity-creating a special bond! Talking about my class, sometimes I really wonder whether any kinda bond existed? Maybe for nerds like me; bond exists always! Perhaps, I am the ONLY one who is in touch with almost everyone. Mind you, this adds to my responsibility too. In case of any wedding(s) happening, my friends ask me to update the detailed information of classmates, their whereabouts, mail ids, phone numbers. Hold on. My responsibility is not coming to a dot there. Ever since the first reunion happened in 2006, some of my friends bestowed me with a new designation “International Co-ordinator” Whenever my buddies pop up in gtalk, they ping me with the questions. ”Hey, when is gonna our next get together? Make it fast. Can’t wait” Despite all the differences, one thing is there - everyone wish to relume the good old memories. And yes, I do MISS all and wish I could go back to the fantastic days of cute fights, chit chats, bitching, cribbing, bunking, movies, hang outs and a lot more.. Few juicy spicy stuffs and adventures- the crush(es) tales,eloping,secret wedding during student days blowed up the fun, thrill and tension to the teen days.

Even today, the moment I land in Kerala, I call every one. Sometimes makes anonymous calls with voice modulations and at any cost, I meet my old classmates, spent time in roaming, movies and of course meeting in parks too J To those guys and girls who envy and frown at me for behaving like an eternal student, I would say, I am young at heart. And yes, that’s the way I am.

We never really grow up. We just learn how to act in public. (Curtsey : Face Book like )

Once again the winter breeze arrives,

Sprouting up my mixed memories...

The moments lie fresh in my nest,

In life I brush the old as my best.

IPL- Indian Politics League

Until a couple of years ago, I was an admirer of Tharoor.Even after reading all his nonsensical tweets, I was optimistic that Tharoor is the only person who could bring some development in Kerala by keeping the commie thugs at a bay.The less said about his tweets, the better.Media misquoted him on many occasions- First the cattle class tweets; then his opinion on Nehru's foreign policy was also misinterpreted by the media..and few other similar cases.In all those cases, he deserved the benefit of doubt.His naivety can be excused.Ever since he joined the Indian Politics, he has always been the centre of attraction.Without any exaggeration, I would say, Tharoor became a brand. Youth considered him as India's Obama-- The man who is gonna bring a total change in the political system and many more..Sadly, the hopes are no more..he disappointed us.

His tweets were nonsensical to the core.Often enough his tweets were about his New York based wife, where he roamed with his New York based wife, about her wonders, his passions for cricket, his sons passion towards cricket even though they grew up in a non cricket atmosphere.He kept on publicizing the matters that were supposed to be within private network A kinda show off! Hmm, maybe US style! Coming back to IPL controversy,we cannot defend him.He erred in his judgement.Unnecessarily he got into mentoring, and was caught red handed.
His wonderful initiatives in Kerala/TVM are going to be unnoticed in the midst of the nasty scam.Compared to other crooks, Tharoor is lesser evil.Many vultures roam in and around politics and government I have one question to our dear PM..Sacking a lesser evil and keeping vultures like Pawar,D.Raja..Is that fair?

Sheikh Never Shakes!

No, I am not in cloud nine. But yes, I am happy watching the inaugural ceremony of the world's tallest building 'Burj Khalifa" yesterday.Only time can answer the life of Burj Khalifa( I am not sure about the structure!) But I think the attempt of Western countries and Indian media to write an obituary note to Dubai shall halt.Since last couple of months, the western media has been busy in broadcasting the dirge in every possible manner.What's so shocking about Dubai when most of the countries in the world are under the recession grip? Why blow up the Dubai crunch alone during world wide recession? Dubai financial crisis were reported in a couple of news papers (New York Times, Guardian..) long back! Of course,they weren't given publicity in Dubai due to censoring. And what were the Indian Media doing then? Now they found something and has began the celebration of crisis!

Indian critics argue that the monarchial set up coupled with reckless planning lead to the present crisis.Agreed,its the reckless planning.Look, Indians talking about monarchial set up when the whole of Indian polity is smudged in Family feud ,heroic worship and statue spree.Oh, yes, not to forget the skyrocketing prices since last couple of years which had made the life of a common man more miserable.Indian media who bitch on the Dubai's uninsulated economy should brush up on Harshad Mehta, Ketan Parekh Satyam scam and so on..The secondary market witnessed a sudden downfull and took time to recover.Satyam irregularities resulted in a major setback for employees. Furthermore,due to worldwide economic slowdown those students who were offered campus placements didn't receive any further communication from the employer giants like Infosys,TCS,Wipro..So whats so fussy about Dubai downfall?Imagine a similar crisis creeping in the Indian IT/BPO/Pvt Bank sector.What would be the scenario then?What will happen to our professionals (carrying the holier-than-thou attitude) who spend lion's share of their salary on EMI and other remittances?(Apartments worth more than 30 lakhs,Car and other luxuries!)

Kerala economy is dependent on Middle East. The annual remittance to Kerala from Dubai is around 46000 crore.Major projects in the state are NRI sponsored ones.All these would come to a stand still if the crisis deepens. So its time to think constructively than entertaining or horrifying the public with negative news.Now that other Emirates has joined hands to support Dubai; sooner the entire Middle east will flock to Dubai's rescue.Let us learn some good lessons from them. United we stand and divided we fall.

( The Burj Khalifa event serves only as an introductory note.Personally I am against all these extravaganzas)

SRK Smokes!

SRK!Does it rings a bell?Oh! Yeah...I know celebrity names tickles a kinda joy within us.Do we miss an opportunity to sneak into their eSpace??Nooo..we wanna read and chew all the juicy spicy latest news!I know you will be 'surprised' to see SRK smoking form own chimney.I wanna take you to a place where SRK smokes.Guess what?Old wine in new label! And I bet you are going to Snore upon watching SRK smoking.

OH, Ya..I forgot to shed light on SRK..Sekhar,Rajeswari&Krishna.Now don't make weird conclusions that Mr 'S' or Master 'K' is going to lay their hands in blogging because we don't wanna transform this space into another battlefield. ;-) :P

Her Gest from my nest...

She was unique- woman with a difference and a substance too..the word fear had no place in her dictionary and she lived by ideals and never succumbed to anything in her life.And all these made her different form other women of her age group.I have never seen her talking or discussing on dressing or attires.Her mind was always filled with inquisitiveness and magnanimity.Above all she was loved and revered across all age group.I have vivid memories of her.Her interests had no boundaries and so also her thoughts.Books,Newspapers,International relations,Music,Scriptures everything occupied a prominent place in her thinking.she observed and analysed all those with great enthusiasm and never missed an opportunity to discuss/debate with people of similar interests.Yes, I am talking about my Mother.

Had she been alive, she would have been the happiest person seeing my blogs and scribbles.Whenever I go to my mom's ancestral place, the neighborhood choirs.."You look like Sulo" ( Wish I could be courageous and knowledgeable as her!)Some others used to tell.."hmmm..Had your mom been alive, she would have been happy seeing the little ones.Its an ill-fate that she didn't get a chance to see her children settled with family".

The maids in our house were treated with utmost love and affection and mom did something ( this something is a broader term.Because her generosity had no bounds) or other for their well being and taught them not only letters or words but also evoked a strong confidence(because she was against drowning in tears) in them..Even after these years of passing, everyone remembers and glorify the way she lived.

Yes, I do remember her deeds...her courageous attitude towards life, to conquer challenges without shedding tears.I donno whether I could be like her..But today being her death anniversary, I remember all the deeds she has left behind..and it remains as a light house..

What I learned is If we continue to remember someone who has left us, it will make us more weak.Whereas if we remember their dreams,desires and their ideals, it could propel us towards a more meaningful destination.

Back to Blah Blah...

Its been pretty long since I babbled anything here.Its not that I have nothing to rant. Like everyone, I too have many things to prattle.My mind hardly works these days ;-)rather my mind has stopped working.So no posts in Workings of Mind :D (ST,I am trying for a PJ.You know whose influence it is!)

But why the blog remains prattle free these days? Oh! Its not any kinda 'block'(The excuse bloggers place very often) Mine is sheer Laziness.Nothing more Nothing less.Let me put it in another way;I lack self motivation.I can make others read and write. But I rarely does the same.

During my vacation in Kerala,I made an attempt to revive my reading 'The Argumentative Indian', 'Deterring Democracy' by Noam Chomskey and 'India after Gandhi' by Guha.As usual,couldn't finish :D For the time being all the three are enjoying their vacation in my book shelf :D

So friends.. I am back! Back to blah blah...

Classes,Courses and Craps!

I was talking to a friend over the phone.Seems she was sending her kid(6 years) to cricket coaching and skating.Though she wanted to pack  off her kid to swimming classes,she couldn't..because the classes  begun already.I was carefully listening(of course with interest and enthusiasm)to her.Then a question popped up from her side.."Are you sending your kid to any classes? My mind muttered in spontaneity..Oh!yes, I'm sending him to attend humanitarian class'!I think that is the need of the hour.

We particularly the Indians, have become obsessed with stuffing the blooming buds with a lot craps..In the race,we are leaving our humanitarian culture in a trash box...We,the elders are miserably failing to read the mind of the children.Without trying to depict their mind,we impose our interest on them,leaving them shattered.Vacations are meant to enjoy the little pleasures and happiness around life.Yes,Of course,we need to pursue other creative ventures too.For everything,there is an appropriate Time&Age.Unfortunately,we ignore the both.

Hereafter if someone 'asks' me about vacation courses and classes..I am gonna give my 'Humanitarian' reply!Howzzz it??;-)