Humanity Buried in Small Coffins

“We targeted school because army targets our families. We want them to feel our pain” says the self proclaimed Talibani Jihadis.

Tuesday morning saw bullets being pumped out on random by Tehreek-e-Taliban gunmen in an army run school in Peshawar and more than 100 innocent lives have been lost in this ego war.

Reason for the brutality - The so-called Jihadis wanted to take revenge against the Pakistani army and also set up a strict Islamic governance.

Question - How can you claim to follow strict Islam by disrespecting your own God? No Quran, Bhagwat Geeta or Bible preaches that you can attain heaven by sacrificing other lives.

It is a work of some misunderstood narrow-minded nincompoops that gives rise to these anti-social terrorist groups who wants nothing but to rule with power hiding behind the veil of impressing God Allah.

Photo Source: Indiannerve.com

These terrorists were blinded to wage a war to a great extent with the Pakistani army that they did not spare killing even women and kids...In this case they have attacked the country that they belong to..."Jis thaali mein khaate hai, usi thaali mein chedd kiya hai"

I feel that “you people are constantly wrestling with your conscience so much that you decide not to harm the smaller kids but kill the older kids...Seriously? I fail to understand your choice. If at all you wanted to take revenge with the army, you should have fought it out with them like true MEN and not brutally target the kids and families of these army men"

Unfortunately, they have accomplished their mission of deeply hurting the army men by killing their kids. And for those whose kids have come out alive out of this massacre, the little minds have been scarred permanently witnessing this brutality.

High time the Pakistani Government stop cradling these terrorist groups secretly, lest they screw up their own country. Stop hiding...own up...you still have time to eradicate the epidemic of Terrorism.

A Journey of a RAPIST - From Human Kids to Kids of Speechless Species

Just as my helplessness and anger has not cooled down by the sudden rise in the rape cases in the country at an alarming, there strikes another case – only this time the victim is a child…but not of human. Everyday we get to hear/read incidents about little kids being at the receiving end of the sexual greed of a human monster. 

Being a dog lover, this article has made me realize that humans have crossed their limits and nobody is safe; let alone a girl child. I was reading the newspaper and came across this article in Mumbai Mirror – 27th March 2014.

This young ‘rapist’ in his drunken and perve state…in a broad daylight…tried luring a 2-month old stray puppy with food to a deserted corner of a road and raped it. Localities were alarmed by the puppy’s scream in pain and managed to catch the guy and bash him up. 

The badly injured puppy’s justice doesn’t end here.

The perve was taken to the police station, but the “so-called oath taking protectors – POLICE” refused to take the case seriously and asked the localities to let it go.  The same sexually creepy guy had supposedly tried to rape another dog few months back but could not be nabbed.

Our stupid politicians claim that girls in our country are getting raped because they wear mini skirts and lure guys to rape them. But the li’l puppy was wearing no revealing outfit to arouse the maniac (in the pic) to rape it (if only we could call it that way and give punishment to the accused equivalent to raping a human). 

An eye opener to the legal body of our country that how their lenient and careless approach to this heinous crime has made the stupids so used to raping girls/kids that they have stooped down a level further to raping animals.

High time they learn from Saudi Arabia (law of public beheading in one stroke) or China (Castration or death sentence by single bullet fired at the spinal chord joining the neck) or North Korea (shooting squad practicing by firing a gunshot at a vital organ that usually kills the subject relatively quickly) or even Afghanistan (hanging the person to death and death by a firing squad). Enough of hiding behind the veil of democracy and contributing to the crime.

Taking cue from the slogan “Jaago Grahak Jaago”, I would like to have a shout out saying  “Jaago Desh Rakshkon Jaago”

Deserving Candidates for Better Respect

During my return from my Gareeb budgeted Backpacking trip from Rajasthan, I took the Suryanagri Express from Jodhpur. With Rajasthan having an Indo-Pak border, it was shocking to see BSF Jawans travelling near the entrance and filthy toilets in the train trying to adjust to the erratic timing of arrival (4.00 am), catching up on sleep, heavy luggage trunks and pathetically cold weather. All they had on them were their uniforms but none were complaining. A big salute to them. (I almost died of the cold weather in spite of a reserved berth, leather jacket and a woolen blanket).

With bachpan se soft corner for the Military & para-military Jawans, it was an uneasy feeling to see the real heroes of our country travelling near stinking toilets with no reserved berths for resting. If a certain Bollywood hero was to travel by train, half the bogie would make space for him and would even fan them to sleep claiming to be their die-hard fan (chamcha). 

Cliched it might sound but if the real heroes can sacrifice their lives for us, I can sacrifice my berth for them. I requested the Ticket Checker (TC) that incase any of the Jawans wants to sleep, they can take my berth and I shall manage. But few minutes later, a random civilian started settling down on my seat. On checking with him he said he was not an army Jawan and the TC had allotted him the seat. Aata Maajhi Satakli!!!

When the TC was brought back to the scene of confusion this is what he had to say:

Me: Mein ne aapko mera seat un army waale ko deneko kaha tha kyunki who log toilets ke yahan pe baithke travel kar rahe hai. Koi civilian ke liye mein apna reserved seat kyun chodun? (I had told you to allot my seat to those army people coz they are sitting near the toilets. Why should I leave my reserved berth for a civilian?)

Brainless TC: Aap hi ne toh kaha tha apna seat allot karne ke liye. Aur kya farak padta hai koi army ke bande ko de ya aur kisiko? Aapko unke bare mein sochne ki zarurat nahi hai. Bahut berths hai unke liye. (You only told me to allot this seat. What difference does it make if the seat is allotted to an army Jawan or anybody else? You don’t have to worry about them. Plenty of berths are available for them)

{Mr. TC is that why they were travelling in such pitiable condition? Coz I could not see any comfortable berth around them to rest on}

On arguing further, he walked towards the Jawans and shouted “arey aap logon mein se koi free hai kya? Chalo udhar. Ek berth hai. Wahan sona hai”. He didn’t fail to make me feel disgusted about him. But it dosent matter. The purpose was achieved and atleast one Jawan had a peaceful sleep.

Sincere request to the Indian Railways that please have a special bogie for the Jawans in all the trains esp. in crucial places where they need to travel frequently to and also educate the brainless Ticket Incharges to be little more kind towards the people who are out there fighting for our safety. I also request the passengers to help the Jawans by providing them at least moral support (if not your seats) rather than complaining that they are blocking your way to Nirvana in the loo.

Sheru Chala Sher Khan Ban ne

Yesterday there was an article in the newspaper about the shooting of Sohail Khan's movie 'Sher Khan' being postponed. The film has Salman Khan and a tiger playing a lead role. Salman watched the movie 'Life of Pi' and was so impressed with the tiger in it that he wants his sher to be closely resembling to the one in LoP. 

Sheru was reading the newspaper and trying to flip the pages but in turn ended up pawing the paper to shredded pieces. After much efforts he came to the page carrying the article and understood that the Sohail Khan is looking out for a talented Sher in his upcoming movie. And BLINK!!! Dimag ki batti jali! I will also try auditioning for the movie...he thought.

Immediately a series of impulsive activities followed-

Ran to bathroom > dipped himself in the water > rolled around on the bed to wipe himself (thereby spoiling my bed sheet as he couldn't find a towel. Need to teach somebody civilized behavior) > pushed the talcum power bottle on the floor and spreading the powder all over the room > rolled over the powder again, and > VOILA!!! All ready for a photo shoot session with me as the by-default camera(wo)man. 

Anjaana Anjaani...Ki Kahani

"Phew! 1 more kilometer to go for the marathon to end. Let me check out some cute guy while running so that my attention will be diverted from this painfully long 1 km" I though while gasping for breath while running. I did not want to give up coz I was secretly competing with an elderly colleague of mine and my ego did not permit me to lag behind :)

Finally the painfully long 10 kms marathon came to an end. We assembled back to the place from where we started, had refreshments and started for our journey back home. 

Me: RICKSHAW! Kurla station chaloge?

Rickwalla 1: Nahi 

Me: Kurla station chaloge?

Rickwalla 2: Shakes his head in negative and leaves (What an Arse?)

Me (after crossing the road to the other side): Kurla station?

Rickwalla 3: Nahi Madam

"Excuse me. To go to Kurla station, do i have to take a rickshaw from here?" asked a guy wearing a t-shirt with his company logo. No dude. I am doing Kathakali here... I thought to myself slightly irritated with his stupid question. But i politely said yes to him...all thanks to manners taught to me in school.

Finally we hailed a rickshaw to Kurla. "Hi. I am Vikram (name changed). I am working for Tata Motors. What about you?"the once upon a time irritating guy introduced himself. I too introduced myself and we instantly got some bakra to pakaofy each other. We got down at Kurla station, paid the rick guy and started walking towards the station. Generally I am not very chatty with strangers and give big time attitude to talk if they are the first ones to strike the conversation with me. But with Vikram and I belonging to the same Tata Group helped in breaking the ice with an added advantage of the guy being easy to talk to.

Being a public holiday, I underestimated Mumbaikars to be sleeping in their houses. But the station was crowded to the fullest. We were talking about our work profiles, work locations, blah blah blah...and didnt notice the already almost approached train. As usual people started fighting to get into the already crowded train. There was no time for me to run towards the far-off ladies compartment. 

"There is no way I am getting into this train" I said knowing that the next arriving trains are gonna be equally crowded and wont make much difference. And then something unexpected happened before i could even react. Vikram held my hand firmly, pushed aside the crowd somehow and made way for me to get into the train safely. Once inside the train, throughout the journey he shielded me from the crowd so that nobody touched me or misbehaved. He didn't care about his wallet being picked or bothered about his injured back just so that I was safe. It was time for me to get down. Again he made way through the crowd for me to get down safely.

I am used to such gentlemanly behavior from my brothers and friends but that coming from a compete stranger whom I am never going to meet again ever bowled me completely. Fida over your Chivalry stranger. And thanks for the care.