Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Life..as it should be...

Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth.
May there always be work for your hands to do;
May your purse always hold a coin or two;
May the sun always shine on your windowpane;
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain;
May the hand of a friend always be near you;
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

Monday, June 11, 2007

PuNjAb

I recently visited Punjab, the state to which I belong, the soil from which I got created and i wish will one day be cremated in. I can do nothing but pity the sad fate to which this great state is leading itself to.

Punjab, a state deserted by its own sons and daughters, for the lure of dollars or jobs. All the intellect and hard-work of these not so worthy and overambitious sons and daughters - I am one of them - is benefiting their adopted lands. But, the sad fact is that probably leaving Punjab is not just an option, but a mandate for these displaced men and women, who want to go to greener pastures to try their luck, after-all nobody wants to leave his/her motherland, willingly. Poor Punjab is left to be run by a huge migrant population who can not care less about the mess that they leave this land in.
Punjab had the highest per capita income in country even in the troubled days of militancy. Now, unfortunately it stands at a not so satisfactory fifth position overall in the country. One of the reason for this decline is the exploitative governance that this state has gone through for years and years now. Punjab is a ping-pong game as far as governance goes, every five year people elect a new party to rule because they get fed up of being exploited and ignored by the current government. Previously, i used to think and celebrate it as the power of vote and democracy, but now, i have realized that this kind of governance oscilation is hurting Punjab's development real bad.
Its a pity that no government, whether its this or that, cares about development and keeping up with times. Punjab, which used to be the wheat basket of India, is now a living hell for any farmer who does not hold huge land of the state. Punjab, lags badly as far as the new information technology industry is concerned, as a result, companies like Infosys and TCS, that have centers even in remote areas of India, do not have even a single centre in Punjab (Chandigarh, constitutionally and politically is not a part of Punjab). It is really hard to think why most of the governments ruling Punjab have ignored information technology for so long, at their own peril, when the rest of India is doing everything possible to get information technology to their places. Even, a communist West Bengal has declared IT as essential service to keep it out of the purview of labor strikes. The manufacturing and textile industry, for which Ludhiana, the Manchester of India, is popular, is an example of unprofessional management and a working model of exploitation and frustration for the heavily under-paid labor working in these industries.

Punjab, a land whose populace is getting as far away as possible from its own mother tongue. Thanks to the huge number of villages that Punjabi is still alive. Today, if you live in a town of Punjab and speak Punjabi in public, you can be easily passed of as illiterate or as un-mannered crude indiviual. What a pity. The language that came out as the alternate to highly flowery urdu as the language of common man, is these days receiving a step motherly treatment by its own family. The hypocrite Punjabi youth is considered civilized only if they choose to converse in hindi and english in public, no matter, if they prefer Punjabi in private conversations. Punjabi has just been reduced to one language you need to learn while still being in school.
To a person who is not from Punjab, Punjabis are always singing and dancing, such culture is being protrayed by cheap Punjabi music channels, to the outside world. Go to any marriage party in Punjab these days and all you will find is, skimpily clad girls dancing to vulgar songs in front of a pack of completely drunk crowd that mostly consists male fraternity. Where has the real culture of Punjab gone? Why have the erstwhile Punjabis left it to adopt a culture of showoff and extravagance? Its a big pity that the Punjabi populace has chosen to forget its own sweet and unique culture.

Punjab, a state killing its own daughters. Male to female ratio is lowest in Punjab, as compared to the whole country. The way this new Punjab treats its daughters, mothers, sisters is, by killing them, by not letting them to be born. It is a huge pity that Punjabi woman, who has always been an equal to its male counterpart in every field, is facing such a fate in modern day Punjab. This can not be dismissed as male chauvinism, the woman of Punjab will also have to accept responsibility for this shameful feat.

Punjab, a state where booze and drugs run in blood. Its a shameful irony that the state which was know for its good food and diet is today known for the enormous amount of booze that it guzzles. The intellect and self-awareness of the state which is always in a drunken frenzy can never think about higher issues of development and societal change. What a pity that the wine shop owners are kings in a boastful Punjabi society, which like to make it known in no uncertain terms that we drink and no one can match or out-do us in that. I dont know how long can this Punjabi society survive with such a self-destructive nature.

Once Surjit Patar, the famous Punjabi poet had written about the militancy days. "Laggi nazar Punjab nu ehdi nazar utaaro, Lai ke mircha kaudiya ehde sir toh waro". I wish it was as easy as burning a few chillies to get Punjab out of this mess of its own making.

I can only pray, that the common man of Punjab wakes up before its too late.

Dont know how true it is, but ....

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty. He asks one of his new students to stand and.....

Prof : So you believe in God?

Student: Absolutely, sir.

Prof: Is God good?

Student: Sure.

Prof: Is God all-powerful?

Student: Yes.

Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?
Student is silent.

Prof: You can't answer, can you?
Let's start again, young fellow. Is God good?
Student: Yes.

Prof: Is Satan good?
Student: No.

Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From...God.. .

Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.

Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student: Yes.

Prof: So who created evil?
Student does not answer.

Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?
Student: Yes, sir.

Prof: So, who created them?
Student has no answer.

Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.

Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student: No, sir.

Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you
ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.

Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.

Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says
your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.

Prof: Yes Faith. And that is the problem science has.
Now the student said can I ask something to you Professor.

Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Prof: Yes.

Student : And is there such a thing as cold?

Prof: Yes.

Student: No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega
heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything
called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we
can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is
only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure
cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the
absence of it.

(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?

Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You
can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light... But if you
have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn't
it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make
darkness darker, wouldn't you?
Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?

Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?

Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is
life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the
concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science
can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has
never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the
opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot
exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the
absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they
evolved from a monkey?

Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of
course, I do.

Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the
argument is going.)

Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and
cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not
teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class is in uproar.)

Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's
brain?

(The class breaks out into laughter.)

Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt
it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to
the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science
says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then
trust your lectures, sir?

(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face
unfathomable. )

Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.
Student: That is it sir... The link between man & god is FAITH. That is
all that keeps things moving & alive. .

WANT TO KNOW WHO THAT STUDENT WAS?

This is a true story, and the student was none other than

DR. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam , President of India

Beauty....

beauty is the simation of the parts working together in such a way that nothing needed to be added, taken away or altered. amen.

Funny George

What a saying....

Taken from a friends Blog, but u need to read this one,

When I born, I Black,
When I grow up, I Black,
When I go in Sun, I Black,
When I scared, I Black,
When I sick, I Black,
And when I die, I still black.......
And you White fella,
When you born, you Pink,
When you grow up, you White,
When you go in Sun, you Red,
When you cold, you Blue,
When you scared, you Yellow,
When you sick, you Green,
And when you die, you Gray........ .........
And you calling me Colored ???????????