Apr 10, 2009

mainstream and the muslims.

One of the frequent opinions expressed in India is that ‘Muslims must join the mainstream’. It is seldom explained what ‘mainstream’ is though. Is it undiluted, constantly verifiable patriotism and blind loyalty to India? Hindus in their millions will not pass such a test or else we wouldn’t be having so much negative opinions expressed on India. Or is that one religion is mainstream and not others? If it were ‘common laws’ that will mean ‘mainstream’ , then how many sub sects of Hinduism will agree to join it? So defining what is ‘mainstream’ is riven with problems. 

But there is one mainstream about which no one will have a quarrel. It is ‘education’. As a perennial mainstream it can bear everyone to safe and rational havens. When a dominant rule ends people associated with it, lose their privileges and do become alienated. Anglo-Indians are a case in proof. Muslims too have felt disowned and stranded. They decided the ‘system’ was against them and withdrew into ghettos. It is a measure of India’s success as a democracy that Muslims have now identified ‘education’ as a beneficial mainstream. There is growing evidence for those who will care to look. 

Take Kashmir. You cannot but be struck by the facility with which even nominal graduates from there communicate while those from other states struggle. Kashmir’s educational institutions turn out numerous competent professionals. During the years of strife many Muslim parents sent their children to Bangalore, Pune and other cities so that their education was not impaired. It is another piece of sociology that their experiences in ‘India’ travelled back to Kashmir and convinced everyone where their best interests lay. Kerala of which a quarter are Muslims has the highest educational achievements in India. Again at least three of India’s knowledge companies --Wipro, Cipla and Wockhardt-- are led by highly educated Muslims. Not to mention of course, a certain gentleman named A P J Abdul Kalaam. 

Confirming this trend is a captivating story in the Hindu on Aug 22,2003. Jyoti Punwani writing on ‘Changing face of Pune Schools’ reports on the work of P A Inamdar who has turned the Anglo Urdu High School in Pune into an assembly line of high achievers. This year’s high school topper is Wajeda Karigar --a child of the slums who had to wake up at 4.30am to get some undisturbed peace for her studies. She is the ‘fifth in an unbroken line of Board toppers from the same institution’, of whom four were girls, three of whom wear burquas. They also stood first among all girls in Maharashtra. 

How does Inamdar do it? He urges Muslims to shed their persecution complex. He points out that in India one can overcome all odds as Ambedkar did to vault prejudice, persecution and poverty. He then goes about picking the promising ones and adds them to his Merit List, which then receives special coaching and encouragement. This might seem exlcusivist but remember he is trying to create success stories who will become role models. One of the success girls has persuaded her poor parents to turn down a marriage offer because she wants to graduate in medicine first. 

Inamdar has convinced Muslims that this education mainstream is a fair and equal home for all those arrive at it. He has proof that it is one stream that will merge all Indians: “teachers from RSS-run schools have not only come whenever invited, but have also taught his students diligently.” 

Apr 9, 2009

dear AS,

i have wanted to write since april 1st but a preoccupied mind cant work on many things at once.in the chimerical atmosphere of the sea shore here,it seemes to become far from clear where fact ends and fiction begins-or vice versa.i was hachuring,not to indicate the slopes in the shore but to try to figure out what the sea tells about my destiny,was trying to understand the language of nature(alchemist:paulo coelho).i was trying to fight on the behalf of my alter-ego about what really matters:against nescience,against inadvertance,against the supposition that anything is anything else.actually,that would be too much to write or express,much enough to the capability of my english diction for now,so i better leave it.
as it is,i have been spending money as if they were growing on trees and now when i feel poor , i come to the rescue of my best friend,this blog :).well i would like to be very frank,i just miss AS so much that for the last couple of weeks i have been talking to myself imagining her responding.she sill makes sense to me,everything about her is intact in thoughts,every seond,unswerving and absolute.if i had to answer a question,whom do i love the most-i would say:AS.if someone asks what is she? i would say life.and if asked,who is she,i would say love.beyond the impossibilities and the complications,i will love her forever.
now coming to a very interesting dinner we had(me and a friend of mine),it excites me.we had rabbit masala,oh yeah,i ate rabbit and he did too.we went to the ascendas in it highway here and were told that it tastes good,so we ordered and tried it.as a suggestion,i will say never try it:firstly,because rabbits are more beautiful when alive-actually everything is and secondly,they dont taste as good as a chicken does.
i have developed a fascination to come up with strange ideas and i see that all those around never reject any of them.so i am afraid,i might turn a proud guy soon,please interrupt me.will sleep for now,eyes are irritating and even i feel little soporific,perhaps because of the weather now.good night.

Mar 29, 2009

random thoughts and fav song.



this is probably the best way i could have described what i fell the most and most of the times.even when life has gifted a lot,there is someone missed so very much-every moment, that i at times realise,if given a chance i could exchange it for my life itself.but to move on,to hope and to work,to dream and to try and achieve makes me smile every time i think of you.you are so very special that even now,after days and days,i can think of the only one who could make me smile and make me cry.once again i want to move on because i know there is someone waiting for me too.i love you forever.:).





Mar 23, 2009

MBA-up next.

i guess,i m done with the rest of my anxieties.i feel like advertising all my feelings,its different that folks say,never advertise them because there are no buyers.who cares,i just want to unleash,to let go,to scream,to jump.its a certainty and it has proved it.it is something that reflects trough it and still it prevents the it within it from surfacing on it or even around it.it is me.
shapes are made out of so many given conditions,even more limitations,but which good thing comes like a swift breeze or say a zephyr,obviously none.everything has to be a roller-coaster type,from the beginning to the middle and then the end.it is awesome.it is crazy.it is stereotype.
hoping never to requiem for a lost dream.:).

Mar 17, 2009

this much...

someone asked me once,how much i could love someone,and i couldn't reply.but,now i have an answer.i can love this much..and even more.

I love you enough to fight for you,
compromise for you and sacrifice myself for you,if need be.

Enough to miss you incredibly when
we're apart,no matter what length of
time it's for and regardless of the distance.

Enough to believe in our relationship,
to stand by it through the worse
of times,to have faith in our
strength as a couple,and to never
give up on us.

Enough to spend the rest of my life
with you,be there for you when you
need or want me,and never,ever want to leave you or live without you.

I love you this much.

Mar 3, 2009

london,is good.:).

now this is how i reached london,from delhi via chennai.the journey has been absolutely awesome.and obviously unbelievable too.

brb..

Feb 25, 2009

i wonder how i dreamt...

this is a little poem i penned while sitting idol on a desk.i tried to convince my friends around to atleast have a glance,but noone was interested :(.
finally,my blog jindabaad :)

I wonder how i dreamt,Dont know who played on.
Saw the doom approaching,Knew that i was gone.
I thought of many years,I played-I learnt-I won.
Noticed a burning paper,and felt the touch of dawn.

Fantasies were changing,and so was my whole world.
Was weaving broken pieces,the story is forgone.
It turned to be a sunday,was standing on the shore.
the sea was looking too pretty,and the infinity within was known.

i have learned to make it work,whatever be the odds..
certainly times are changing,I will try to be on top.... :) :)

Feb 22, 2009

delhi-6.

i expected atleast some sort of entertainment from delhi-6.in my view, its a dabba(an empty bottle) movie.it seems the RDB guy,rakeysh mehra,has finally succumbed to the credo of the bollywodian movement-that is to make a movie just for the sake of it.trying to be iconoclastic,he has become stupid.the movie revolving around a kala bandar issue,and the approach is even more childish.people said that the movie weaves itself into the influx of hindu-muslim problems and thematically copies swades(shahrukh khan-ashutosh g movie).i thought,wow,its gonna be a great night.thank god,i was with a sweet heart,didnt get bored.
:).

Feb 20, 2009

its been a good time.

WOW,it has been such an exciting week.while i have been busy sleeping,there has been a heavy downpour of pretty fascinating news.its such a wonderful thing to be dreaming and actually notice them turn true after you wake up,that itself could be a dream of many :).haha(i am obviously happy).6th of march,i shall be leaving for home,9th is dad-mom's 25th anniversary and 11th is holi.i just hope that i survive the attendance issues of my sick college :).surprisingly,it is among one of the better in the country,may be because of the campus or the placements or the professors,but i swear,it cant be for the life here.thank god,i have only a few months to be spent here.nevertheless,friends and girls here have left an impact on my life,indelible indeed.
even though there were ample warnings that something was amiss,even long before the situation collapsed,i dont understand why the hell to decry and point at others.i see something approaching me and the best part is that it is travelling along the samy way on which lies my destination.i have started to believe in the philosophy of god and the game of destiny.good times follow bad ones and the bad ones follow the good and so on.at times good follow the good and bad follow the bad,depends.
as of now,i am quite satisfied and very cheerful.bingo :).

Feb 10, 2009

a toast to the gem !

this month has been stereotypes,melodrama in this state lead most of the students into a chaotic situation.in my point of view,the issue was absolutely a political framework.these people wish the lankans to stop destroying the LTTE,because they are tamils.well,as a matter of fact or rather,in birds eye view,its a nonsensical stand they are trying to take.information shows they are tamils.
these apart,feb 2 was the birthday of my lovely sister dear.its been a fantastic year for her.having got an offer from a leading production house in india with pretty alluring perks,she definitely couldnt wish for more.but she still does,surprisingly.she is an absolute paragon of virtues.the beauty and the feminity alongwith that kind of zeal to get only what you want is so damn rare.i look upto her and i did miss her on the feb 2.
i am evidently sarcastic and pluralistic in my approach for doing exactly what i have always wished for.this is so damn effusive in its own aspects that at times i develop a kind of complex which makes me dwindle in the hopes and for the charms.this connects to the life a couple of years forth,the quality and the girl who would walk along my side.
fortunately,god had blessed me when i was born and the god let mom and dad take his place there on.these are the times where i always wish that everyone who has been able to know me gets a chance to feel happy.happiness itself is a virtue,indeed.