I am D O –ing

The swarm of emails and join-this-forum requests that flooded my mail box after the recent Bombay attack was phenomenal. And I’m sure a lot of my friends can share the same story. All of them recommended joining such and such forum to be able to make a difference. So did the TV wallas, and wrapped them in pretty brand names. All throughout I was not able to ensure the end result of the actions of joining the forums and so on (though I did sign in for a few with compelling names)!

My dilemma was finally resolved when an old friend called saying he’s in the town. Since that call around a month back, I have met up with Anup thrice. And I’ve finally started to make the difference, albeit without joining any forum. He infected me with sort of a vulgar idea, naked of any analysis and support-seeking mechanism. If you see something going wrong around you, take note and write an email. THAT IS IT.

And within a month, it has started to show the signs of sure success.
1 The first set of emails went to Tata group and Neelkamal group because my car, which could have been laden with explosives, went unchecked and unnoticed in the basement parking of their Chroma and @ Home store building in Surat. Tatas haven’t replied yet, Neelkamal followed it up the same day and reverted.
2 Then mailed Pantaloon guys coz my wife (and I was) wasn’t checked with a metal detector at the entry gate of Big Bazaar Surat. Upon asking (by her) the whereabouts of the female guard, prompt came the reply that she was absent that day. the mail that was sent to their corporate email ID was responded to me in form of the phone call that the Surat store manager placed to me thanking me and assuring that the female guard will never by missing starting today.
3 The email sent to traffic department of Surat city reporting a particularly chaotic street hasn’t been responded or acted upon. The reminder will go out on Monday; and on every subsequent Monday till they do not act over it.
4 When I post this blog today, there’re 2 emails waiting in line to reach the mailboxes of 2 local schools whose buses didn’t show the brake lights working.

And now, like the friend of mine, I am also bent on spreading the virus. Whether or not you join any of the forums or do a silent march, whenever you see something going wrong around you, take note and reach out to the concerned authority. You will be amazed by the difference you can make by doing this.

Mother India

“India is truly a mother, a lady,” I heard someone telling, “and keeps on nursing the neighbours as one.” Mother (hood) India is not what I am concerned about, but it sure shows all the meekness of a fragile creature.

After the attack on Mumbai last month, she’s crying hoarse about Pakistan’s hand in the entire episode and claims having proof of the same. The trouble is, it is taking no concrete forward action accept for the usual rhetoric. I sure appreciate the political games being played out between our government, Pak and the USA. But it is not sufficient by any standard. Especially after there are supposed proofs that Pak is involved. I believe it’s missed out on taking the following assertive steps in the right direction –
Close the Paki foreign office and consulate in the country and make it a firm statement that a spade (read responsible-for-terror-state) is a spade;
Ask all the Pakistani citizens to leave the country;
Stop all the means of transportation between the 2 countries and bar the entry of any Pakistani national in the country;
If possible, bar all the direct routes of communication between the 2 states;
Withdraw the MFN (Most Favoured Nation) status of Pakistan under the UN umbrella; and
Clearly and precisely state that Pakistan is the enemy and that relationships have soured and will stay that way till the time it cleans up its act.

I am not against the inter-national cricket, or art, or commerce; till sometime back, I was a major proponent of it because I firmly believed it can make a difference. For the above understanding and frame of mind, I didn’t have any humanitarian or amorous thoughts; but I could clearly see its political and security fallouts. The more stakes you have in the other person; the more you’re concerned about her well-being.

But the time has gone when we could care about the relationships going sore; they already have.

Letter to Prime Minister

Dear Honorable Prime Minister

Like the other citizens of the country, I show my support in this mix of good and ugly natured attacks on Mumbai event and its resolution by our armed forces and security groups.

But Sir, the ugliness far outshines the feeling of relief now that the situation has almost been resolved. There’ve been people like me who feel angry that the terrorists and criminals can take the entire country hostage and do bomb blasts at their will whenever and wherever they please! We boast of the best of the armies and police forces in the world, a pile of nuclear weapons, intelligence and other strength showing signs but bow before such situations. We do a show of strength on our national holidays down the Rajpath but when the real need is felt, become helpless.

The resilience laden strength that we try to show features only in our words and fails to reflect in our actions. The political talks and analyses reach dead-ends and we continue to bleed in various parts of the country at different times. The empty talks and we-will-not-pardon statements that you give out through media to all of us have lost all meaning and are seen as a wrapping up exercise rather than a commitment, a promise of delivery. I am sure we are going to hear the same things this time as well; but for whoever’s sake, please, DO SOMETHING after talking it out and promising it to 120 crore of us.

Please
1. take responsibility of the mistakes that were made before and during the whole exercise (since that’s the only way they can be rectified);
2. investigate the current crime scenes and leads very keenly to book the culprits;
be affirmative and assertive in blaming whoever is responsible – from Pakistan to the likes of Sadhvi Pragya;
3. give very good compensation to the families of security personnel who lost their lives; and
4. put the defense, warning and reaction systems in place to tackle such situations in future.

Please do not take the mood of the country “restored” as it is far from it. If after this letter I do not write you any; or if every Mr Joshi goes to office tomorrow, it doesn’t mean everything is normal. I humbly remind you of the only two important words I have written above – DO SOMETHING.

Art wins

The end today, on 10th September 08 was a happy one. No not the end of the day, it has just begun. The end of the front page of the ToI.

It reports that the apex court has turned the tables on a case against M F Hussain. For years together (my memory goes back to 1999) the Hindu militant organizations and some extremists individuals have been pronouncing their own diktat on a lot of subjects and slamming (and stabbing) people left right and centre. They object to every third work of art saying it defames either the gods or the culture. This habit reflects in denouncing and threatening Hussain, attacking the nude painting at M S University (Baroda), etc.

It is heartening news that the Supreme Court has thrown away the case saying “It is an art like the sculptures.” The sculptures referring to – ofcourse – those of Khajuraho. “None gets scandalized looking at the sculptures.” It is shame, though, that we still have to hide behind those bare stone busts to justify a lot of sensible things.

Being in Surat, the recent terror blasts is a reality rather than the front page news; traveling to Ahmedabad even more so.

And I will tell you what hurt me the most. While on the Ahmedabad trip last week, I found umpteen billboards lauding communal harmony, steadfastness and bravery of the people of Gujarat. A few also preached the importance of non-violence in these times.

As a citizen of this state, this was the biggest farce I witnessed in the whole issue. I still can’t digest the need to put up a show of the qualities of the sufferers when the entire time, resources and energy should go in nabbing the guilty and punishing them! These billboards seem like an attempt to dwarf the gravity of the situation wherein one city witnesses terrorist bomb blasts and the other one two dozen live bombs.

Who are we kidding here Mr Administrator? By announcing that Gujarat is unaffected by such instances and will rise soon, we are actually making the whole issue too insignificant. I don’t say the police wouldn’t be doing anything to nab the guilty, but then why bull**** about all these and give a false feeling of bravado to the citizens? Admit that the going is not good and we are trying our level best to bring it back to normalcy; warn the citizens to keep vigil; strategize and act decisively and swiftly. But for the sake of a hundred hells – don’t tell me whatever happened was alright. BECAUSE IT WASN’T.

Didn’t I mention this to be the biggest farce! Now is the time for the biggest irony. The police have supposedly caught the people responsible for this and they have confessed. And half the people doubt police to have done some foul play to ease the pressure on it.

This 15th August

The national holidays have always been important for me. Back in school it used to be the prestigious NCC parade; and after that a flair for patriotic films and music.

I didn’t expect 15th august 2008 to be so different in spirit. This unusual national holiday came to me thanks to the late train booking that saw me on-board Ahmedabad Passenger train from Surat to Ahmedabad. This was my first time on this kind and as usual I’d booked myself online and was carrying the sheet along as the testimony of my constitutional and legal right towards seat number 35 in S1. Constitutional rights - b**lls. Legal rights - ditto.

After claiming my seat from a man and a child (no poetry here), I was surprised when the kaka started to rant that it doesn’t matter who booked the ticket, the whole of train is a common one for all passengers. And finally I was awestruck when a couple of ladiez claimed my seat as well. I was in half-mind whether to fight and push them off from my seat or to bear their presence on the crammed seat. I found myself fighting them off and showing them the ticket that bore the number in question; with the lone support of a passenger in my coupe.

I couldn’t help but think how a fresh civil engineer would feel in presence of a toughened and experienced supervisor! Foolish is one way to put it. I know I was down ‘cause I didn’t dare to push them off my berth and so atleast managed to make them feel guilty (or so I believe) by emphasizing my right on the seat they were on. What was absolutely stunning was that the people around (which also included the usual nuisance pass-holders) assumed it their right to encroach upon someone’s seat rather than requesting and getting that leeway! As a result, on a seat of 2, we were 5 people crammed up – though I had had the best share of the seat!

I can’t still make up my mind whether I was right in feeling the disbelief cum anger cum frustration towards them or not! I still am torn between Ayn Rand and Jawahar Nehru…

Sunday spoilers - or more. . .

They shouldn’t do it you know! They shouldn’t jeopardize lazy Sundays of ordinary people like me. One moment I was happily flipping channels and another, I tuned on to India TV.

One of the widely accepted masala news channel was featuring an interview of representative of Shiromani Akali Dal. This religious outfit is the newest entrant in the Great Indian Moral Police League. They are reportedly against forthcoming Akki flick – Singh is Kinng.

Mr S A D (no I don’t expressly term him as sad, I’m just saving many a mouse clicks to write the complete Shiromani Akali Dal) said onscreen he’s not against the depiction of Akki as a Sardar. S A D has a problem with Akki dancing and monkeying around a little too much in the promos – that’s not how the Sikhs behave! He also says that the Sikhs have been mocked at in the film.

My brain had to observe a minute’s silence after watching it; but guess it ain’t required here. A minute hence I realized I was abjectly against the S A D representative. As far as I remember, my Sikh friends used to tell me they look out for the slightest pretext to break into a jig. Singing and dancing has always been an integral part of all Indian communities, including Sikhs. The splendid Bhangda and Gidda dance forms are unknown to none; neither are their wonderful music and folk songs. Speaking technically, the movie has not released yet and there’s no way you would know what all things are represented in the film.

The program also hinted that a committee has been formed to preview the film and ascertain whether there’s anything objectionable about it. But the S A D rep said his outfit doesn’t recognize any committee except for Shiromani committee and that they gotta see it first and pass it. Also, if it’s released without their consent, they things will get out of hands and they will take to streets on this issue.

I don’t say the water has gone above the head – because I think it has happened a long back. I can’t even count on my fingers how many such instances have already happened where one or the other group springs up with such petty issues and disrupts daily lives. It ranges from a ban on M F Hussain from returning to India to protesting n number of films to burning posters and computers in public. I don’t have the answer to the question about Freedom of Speech and whether or not these actions fall in it (or out of). But a mob wielding swords out on the street against a fun film is sure no definition of freedom of speech or thought.

A lot of people, it seems, are mistaking going far with going ahead.