A vent in the Delirium

By 2012 the world population is expected to reach 7 billion and India is slated to surpass China as the most populous nation in this world by 2030. One in every six person on this earth is Indian and they are spread everywhere, on every continent. There is no need really to mention that there is population explosion in India, the numbers are enough to suggest that (21% rate of population growth). To help you in understanding what this means, India adds the entire population of Sri Lanka or Australia every year to its population. The population density is greater than any other nation of the world. Its useless to say that such a huge population in such high densities poses magnanimous challenges of governance, organisation and in providing basic human necessities to the people. The challenge is so very steep because the land area covered by our motherland is just 2.4% of the world but it is inhabited by 16% of the world population. The sheer massiveness of the numbers is a massive

The most recent incident which prompts you to think on these lines are the breathtaking scenes where a family gets washed away by the sudden rush of water. That person instead of, doing anything or at least making an attempt to save some lives, was busy shooting the real life tragedy on camera. The video is now serving the purpose of amusing the millions world over and inspiring other to do just the same when the opportunity arises. We have lost the conscience or to be more accurate messed it up with the interventions of television in our lives. There is no clear conscience as we are exposed to so many versions of what's right and what's wrong. We have been turned into attention hungry maniacs. All we could think of is capturing a minute of fame. We turn the blast sites into tourist destinations, in hope of making the camera, catching a glimpse of the bomb. The best we can do at these times is to stay at our homes, protect ourselves and give the investigators the peace t

It has been days since I wrote something on this forum. I had actually lost myself to indulgence. Indulgences of self. Which, however, are just as important. Had some of the better times of my life in the lap of nature and then with family. These things should act as means of rejuvenation and not deterrents. But, it's not easy to keep yourself focused and motivated for the larger goals in times of leisure. One of the most trying times is when you have to redirect yourself on to the road to your goal, back from the state of being direction less. Following a routine is much easier than setting up a routine for yourself. In the pleasures of today it's very easy to forget the destination that you had once set on. Writing here was one thing I had enforced on myself to continue. Like all other things getting back to it was just as difficult. For some days, it was genuinely not possible while for the rest of the days it was just procrastination. It was very hard to make myself r

This comes so sudden. Like something comes and hits you. You don't know how to react, maybe one will only realise it years past today. So many memories, beautiful moments, its like a million scenes rushing in every second. The night outs, the last bench, the "muflis casino", anandi, and almost every single moment of being together. Without him it's like losing a part of you. No game of cards, no night stay, no fun trip, no chicken will be complete. There would be no one craving for that cold drink with his chicken, no one shouting on losing or winning a game. Its impossible to imagine now. Everything will be incomplete, from the team for a pool game to the number of people for a movie. Worst part is that it wont be a perfect end but a hurried get together. To put in everything that will get affected, it will be our lives. It isn't an exaggeration to say that it would be so different without the carefree yet sensitive tall guy around you. I want to write so

When you think of it all that comes to mind are the positivism that it has to offer, but nothing in this world is pure white. The IT revolution has been far from white anyways. It's only a capitalist movement which is governed on the sole principle of profitism and all the good things branching from it are but only the by-products. The revolution didn't start out for the social good or for the general benefit of the masses, it was solely the attempt of a few individuals to start up an entrepreneurial venture in order to make some handsome bucks, riding on the wave rising from the developed west. They enjoy government perks and huge concessions in taxes for providing employment to thousands of young Indians. So our benefit is essentially being "sponsored" by the governments who don't quite have the framework in place to accommodate the thousands passing each year. What the IT industry has done best is at creating an infrastructure of cheap labour for the wes

Coming from me it might come across to be most ironical, but I see it as a solution to a lot of our problems (me included). But why not even once it has been given a casual thought, is because all the pundits want their children to have a lavish, cozy, risk-free life. Army life is tough, difficult, rough and governed by stringent rules. That kind of discipline in our lives could do wonder for the country. Compulsory service in the army would mean that every young individual would have to spend 2 years of his life serving his country in the purest of ways. That kind of sacrifice is necessary to re-instigate the lost patriotism into the youth. It would help young lads and lasses right after their school or graduation to get themselves accustomed to the hardship the life will offer in the future. I think the discipline imparted will massively improve the civilian behavior towards law of the land, cleanliness, and humility. But it would pose tremendous challenges as our so-called eg

There are times when you have a firm belief that you have gotten over something, and the moment is now a thing of past. Then from nowhere you see something that has the remotest of relation to the incident and the whole thing comes rushing back. Crystal clear just as if it was yesterday. You realise that all this while you were only running away from it, trying hard to get over, the belief that you were over it once and for all was a Pseudo-Belief. You think you are over your relation. You think you hate him/her. You get yourself to believe this and actually do; well for some time. You do so to satisfy your ego. The pride of having an upper hand and the one who has the ability of "Moving On". You are now someone who's least concerned and then you try to erase the person from your memory. From your mobile, from your virtual contacts, anywhere possible. You believe now you're over him/her but you are unable to take care of that little thing called MEMORIES . The me