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I know a lot is being said about the changing dynamics of the state. My surprise findings in the last one month stay in Bihar is the change in people’s behavior. Earlier people use to be arrogant, impatient, short tempered and totally uncivil in nature. The relentless corruption, poor administration, rising population and diminishing job prospects, social division, large dependence on fraud and cheating to sustain livelihood, depleted education system resembling the pre-independence era, shaggy infrastructure, non-existent judicial system and dead industries were causing frustration among the people. The ominous result of these accrued frustrations was quite visible in their behavior. Let’s not forget that the above mentioned factors were result of poor-governance (a governing body which itself had common Bihar touch, so what was needed was a government which can insulate its ministers and aides from these social norms which obviously would require sacrificing the comfort of power a...

One fine evening, I asked a grocery shop for 200 ML of milk packet. It cost me Rs. 17/- . It came in a tetra pack with some flavor. I bought the milk and was happy that for the time being my energy needs would be satisfied. High cost is not a deterrent for me. Usually in villages in 17 Rs one can buy more than a liter of milk, mind you. In the end of the last sip I was left in the lurch, when I was looking for a dustbin to throw away the left over packaging material of the milk. I walked few 100 meters then saw a place where I could throw away my empty pack and the scene was what shocked me. The whole area of around an acre or so lay covered with such packets and plastics everywhere. Then I hit on two subject is this globalization helping cut down the cost or we simply using more material and energy to deliver 200 ml of milk to the end customer. The cost of 200 ml of milk is now Rs. 17/- Then I quickly realized the Gandhian Philosophy of local sufficiency and sustainability and why su...

As elections draw near, politicians become more candid, indulging in personal attacks that grow graver by the day. Promises are made—some offer rice at ₹2 per kg, others vow to uphold equality by eliminating computers and English, effectively preserving poverty. There are those who pledge to fight terrorism, though how remains a mystery. Meanwhile, some take cover behind glamorous faces, vowing to enhance the aesthetic appeal of the Indian Parliament. The grand festival of the world's largest democracy is in full swing. For the people, this is a time of reckoning—an opportunity to reflect on past governance and undo the damage inflicted by incompetent administrations. I will refrain from naming individuals, but those familiar with the political landscape will recognize the figures in question. At the heart of this discussion lies the Indian National Congress (INC), the country’s oldest political party. While it once played a significant role in shaping India, I believe it bears r...

A movie made in early 1977 very soon became a prodigy of the era to an extent that still divulge the problems associated with modern democracy, trade system (corporate) and the evil forces (terrorism, imperialistic , anarchy and dictatorship). The movie is a setup in a far away Galactic Empire where billions of inhabited rational living being (not only homosapiens) living on different planets has adopted a democratic style of living by bringing all their planets under the rule of a central assembly. The main regulatory body is the central assembly consisting of wise and selfless senators elected from these planets. To protect democracy from evil forces and crush coups, the democracy has developed army of valiant soldiers known as Jedi Knights. The agenda for fight especially in the movie is between Jedi knights who are helping regulatory authority to maintain peace and justice and protect the people of empire (democracy) from evil forces. Just as the creeping shadows of war, race-riots...

There is an easy thwart to divide and rule policy of British Raj in modern world so they have decided to take on the third world countries by some other means. Through recent award gimmicks they have tried to make mockery of the developing nations and a desperate attempt to prove that new world order lacks elegance and beauty. Reminds me of decrepit tactics to take on the enemy from behind lacking in courage and strength to take them head on. What best than encouraging and promoting, literature which depicts certain characteristics of Indian civilization as sufferings and underdevelopment. If you analyze the Booker been awarded to Indians in last decade then you can see a similar pattern in both the books .The god of small things (a pervert story) and White Tiger (self loathing). Both the books have presented crude, rustic picture of India and Indian cities. What White Tiger writes about India is of a nearly feudal society camouflaged as a democracy. He portrays that India shines, is n...

A glance on the ABC report on recent terrorist report on Afghanistan easily suggests that there is significant difference in people’s perception of the ongoing civil war after the US attack. The area wise difference is visible in the adjoining ABC report as well where there has been growing presence of Taliban in South Western province attached to Pakistan and Iran. Stratification on the sampling has been based on demographics neglecting the variation in Taliban dominance. If a map is drawn with the mean and variance of the same study it will reveal the areas where Taliban Insurgency is threatening to grow at faster rate. These would definitely be the areas where the development work after promise has not been up to the mark as a result people loosing their faith in new US-Karzai government coalitions. The strategic location and presence of Taliban in some province would also be the case. From the ABC report it is also clear that Opium is the primary source of income in the south ...

Prof MC Puri of IIT Delhi died in Bangalore terrorist shootout on 28 th december 2005. " If you miss the plane by a minute then you miss the plane , so you have missed your attendance " these were the words of one of the most abhorrent professor Mr. M C Puri , during my initial days of IIT . Don't go by these harsh words, the man was very humble and extremely devoted to the subject and duties. The old man would climb 7 floor ramps early winter mornings to take MA110 (Basic engineering mathematics part-1) class . I still remember his trembling voice on the verses of calculus ,derivatives , integrals and all . The man loved discipline and we loved breaking them . Senior (star performers repeating the course) would warn not to mesh with the man and we dare never ever bunk his class or escape in between. Yes he was a kind of first year tormentor for many of us and was popular among my DU friends as well , as they would use his name to wake me up...

Searching Through the Fog Stratification is essential, I know that. But to separate yourself from the crowd, to rise from the bulk, comes with a cost — and right now, I’m feeling the weight of that toll. There are moments when I feel most alive — a drink in hand, the company of friends, a shared laugh with women I admire, the rush of a bungee jump, diving deep into the waters of Fateh Sagar Lake, wandering the hills with my people under cloudy skies and a cool mist. But even in those moments, when everything seems perfect, I find myself searching. For what, I still don’t know. I’ve spent 24 years on this earth — a life mostly carefree, bending rules, writing my own script without hurting anyone. I’ve walked alongside some incredible people. And yet, I carry with me a strange, obscure vision — one that once seemed like a spark but now feels like a fog blurring my direction. It’s this lack of clarity that’s quietly costing me. I’m in a phase where on the outside, everything might se...

One of Those Sundays Call it a fluke or fate — even I’m not sure. But last Sunday ended up being one of those rare days that quietly forces you to stop and take stock. Maybe it’s because I’ve made a decision — a promise, really — that I won’t leave this world without leaving behind something meaningful. There have been many Sundays. Many days that came and went unnoticed. But this one felt different — like a dream that most of us secretly hope for. I had some unfinished business to attend to — a SIMCAT exam that went horribly wrong, mostly because I was too busy fiddling with a pair of sundried sticks, trying to familiarize myself with a local custom. I came home exhausted — mentally drained from the test, physically spent after a brutal leg day at the gym. There we were, all of us, sitting around, talking about the future of HR and the state of the world. As always, the conversation spiraled into big ideas and philosophical musings. I’ve always believed there’s no “problem” as su...