Let's Fight

The day must be counted all the time as this is the Independence Day. The country is breathing-in freedom from last 62 years to make itself a superpower in the coming days. We have good experiences and bad one too, We enjoyed the life and cursed too, We lived the moment and died too. As this is "India meri jaan".

Don't know if this day is going to bring any significant changes in my life, as we love our motherland but never give a damn about it's Freedom Day. We care because today is National Holiday... Good Strategy by those who made it to make people remember the sacrifices. They fought not for themselves but for their future generations against the colonialism. In the same way all young generation in their time fights against some anti-social phenomenon created by the mankind themselves. Today from a long time we are still in the phase where we are experiencing Neocolonialism throughout the world, and we are fighting against the same but very unconsciously. Some countries and extremist groups are fighting wittingly against it, but the medium they have chosen is actually creating the anti-social phenomenon of terrorism which is not going to eradicate neocolonialism from the globe, but will surely overpower the evil responsibilities.

Youth is power of any nation, and India today is the country of exorbitant younker population, energy and intellect. We have the power to overtake any global challenge but what is most important is how do we take up the issue. We need to work with the most viable, practical, economical, effective, social and longterm centric medium to fight against the evil of the humanity.

Every Independence Day brings new era of freedom and struggle, but we hardly realize them. It comes and goes like our days... it keeps passing by, and one day with all our consciousness we come to know what all we missed to record, read, experience and enjoy.

Let's works for the nation with the true spirit of countrymen-ship to fight against the einiquity of the country and the society. Let's fight against the neocolonialism, terrorism and the most under-rated anti-environmentalism.

Let's Fight... Happy Independence Day...!!!

Shivendra Singh
15 Aug 2009

Pond-i-Cherry

An awe-inspiring trip to Pondicherry was my latest event. Though the primary focus was to gulp the lush breezier fluid, however enjoyed the endearing moments of blush and bloom. Loved the nomadic escapade, and looking for more to come and go…!!!

Travel is such a nice thing but it took long time for me to discover that I have a deep interest for visiting the places and meeting people from different cultures and backgrounds, and that could be a reason why I like Chennai so much. Now apart from reading, exercise and partying almost every alternate weekend I would love to take this interest quite seriously. Tamilnadu must be the first state to target in pursuit of my travel enigma, which is quite unknown to me. I have not yet worked out on my wish list of the places, but what’s wrong in taking off without any plans, after all nike says “just do it”.

Well, this was not the first time I was visiting Pondicherry, we have been to this magical land even before, but I just find the place more and more witching with my each dying trip. Pondicherry which is highly influenced by the French culture and the architecture as once was the French colony, still serves the purpose of a foreign look-alike destination in the country for thousand of residential Indians, and the addition of Union Territory status adds more colors to its beauty. With the sales tax exemption on boozes which is definitely our principal motto behind the recurring visits, Pondicherry has already captured a special spot in our pulse and intellect.

Break loose to Pondicherry on weekends, however it is not that easy to cover the length and width of the city in 2 days which has the ownership of wide ranges of places to see and enjoy. The beach area including the French colony has the amazing view, La’ Café where we had our light lunch with French Croissant and Power Juice was a serene place to enjoy the beauty of restless sea, Aurobindo ashram which is visited by lot of foreigners every day to understand and experience the Indian way of spiritualism are few places I happened and managed to see.

The time flies like anything here, and by the moment you start realizing the worth of the place you may end up loosing all your time. There is not much you can take from here still I managed to get something for me… some snaps and memories…!!!

Shivendra Singh
04 Aug 2009

I have a dream

Can we change the generations...? Can we change the country...? Can we change the thoughts and ideas of the upcoming societies...?

Yes, We Can...!!! Just improve the Primary Education System of the country... I have a dream to lay down Smart Primary Education system for the upcoming generations... n' have seen this dream long back when I was in alma mater... when I used to curse my teachers... when I used to find reasons to not attend the school... when I never enjoyed going to school... when I used to think, school-life sucks...!!!

And I still visualize the same dream...!!!

I tried to imagine how children are barred by the un-required school’s local rules and regulation.... 1st school regulations, then teacher’s rules, and then parent’s reign... Oh, I just used to hate the school-life when I was a kid... when I was in primary education… when I was longing to have fun…!!!

A small child wants fun in his life… if education is fun, then what else he would need… A fun bounded Smart Primary Education is required and is the need of the time. A poor quality or say un-smart way of education, where children are forced to learn and not motivated, may even lead to illiteracy in worst case… it will leave an impression on the person for this life time and will be visible when he is ready to handle the future… when he will be the karnadhar of society…!!!

I am not blaming that we don’t have a good primary education system in the country, we do have but we just have good system… the people who are responsible to run the system in a proper way, have the attitude of “devil-may-care”. They don’t bother at all, and it happens generally in small towns… I am the one who is victim of carefree education regime, but I still have the Dream…!!!

A Smart Primary Education can be put up on three basic pillar of the educational society. 1^st who is the receiver, 2^nd who is giver, and 3^rd who is affecting or influencing or involved, and they are the the Child, the Teacher and the Parent respectively. A smart education system involves all these three mainstays intact to generate the kind of education phenomenon which will create a fun and interesting environment for all three pillars to increase their involvement towards are better society and future. These three pillar need to be supported by a deep base of strong moral, principles and ethics to make the primary education more centric towards our basic responsibilities and great future.

This is the Smart Education what I dream, and believe me… I gonna live my dream one day…!!!

PS: A recent OECD study states that those few countries in Africa that years ago significantly invested in (primary) education, now derive economic growth from this investment.

Shivendra Singh
July 22, 2009

I Don’t Know

The one thing I hate most in my life is juggling around the question of Dreams Vs. Responsibility. This literally gives me headache and forces me to think think and think.

I feel burying my head beneath the pillow, and just make sure that I am out of touch with any kind of thought and notion.

It sometimes becomes my nightmare and doesn’t allow me to enjoy sound slumber even. It usually happens to me when I am alone negatively, and have nothing much to do. It usually happens to me when things are not right at my side and the thoughts of an uncertain future logs-in my brain like a virus to diffuse my normal thinking march.

The common questions troubling me are – I don’t know what I am doing? I don’t know why I am doing, what I am doing? And Do I really feel pity for what I am doing…???

I don’t know what I am supposed to do, however I don’t want to do what I am doing presently. This seems to be a case of frustration nevertheless it does not look anything less than the guilt feeling I have, and I don’t know why?

When I look my future, I don’t see anything. I don’t see a certainty, I don’t see a pride, I don’t see a love, I don’t see a necessity, I don’t see a respect for myself and I really don’t see any plans.

I don’t see why I have come, if I have to go back without doing anything. Even if I do something, what will happen?

I don’t know and I really don’t know.

And even if I know what can I do?

Sometimes this world seems to be the micro part of the universe, and we are the micro micro and nano micro organism. I will live for 70 years maximum and I will go, and I will never come back. Nobody comes back… nooobody…it’s all myth….!!!

Shivendra Singh
11 July 2009 (Mid-Night)

Lonelines is a Virtue

World is a human cage…. not only for human but other living beings also, and dominated by human…. we believe we are free….!!! Space is too broad for us and we have not even seen many corners of the world… world is big enough for freedom and too limited for our imaginations. If sometimes you feel caged in the world… follow lonesome treatment…!!!

The time is changing n’ we are getting busier and busier for no reasons. We are doing nothing but still busy…We are so busy with nothing that we are not aware how to run away from this busy and fatigue lifestyle…. follow lonesome treatment

Go lonely for sometime daily, go isolated from the world, give time to yourself, talk to self and do introspection, believe me you will feel better and not only better definitely sense relaxed n’ stress free… try it and discover the difference.

Life keeps speaking... to listen this sound we need to avoid all other sound around us. We hear lots of vox and voices in our daily life which keep us busy, and never allow us to listen to that very sweet music that life wants us to observe and enjoy. This closing off from the external world, and consciousness for internal universe will lead to the silence which will provide us the suitable environment to find the answers of our very concerns and worries.

No harm in trying... but don't enforce the same as it will create a noisy surrounding for you, and you will find yourself running away from the real objective.

Shivendra Singh
July 05, 2009

Back to pavilion from unrained India

Again a train journey, and again after a long time I thought of writing something for my formal blog. I am again returning from my Home and it’s been an awesome trip; these days I visit home…!!!

Well the journey is too long, and it becomes longer while I am traveling back from home. There were lots of cool experiences this time though no-rain was the serious problem at home. I was just thinking how much we are dependent on the rain water, and no doubt the one of the primary cause of the Third World War if it happens, is going to be water.

I have reached Ballaharshah, and had my Morning Tea just now. Thank God I have my laptop to engage myself as it’s too boring over here. People are busy with their morning munches, some are busy with slurping, some people are continuously looking out of glass pane but are actually absorbed in very deep thoughts, some people are unnecessary disturbing others and probing the most possible information about the journey. Sometimes we can not keep ourselves busy with ourselves; we need people around to talk, to share the feeling, to cut jokes, to have fun, to be superior, to fight, to laugh and to become social. We are in a inter-dependent world we need people around.

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Between this piece of writing and the previous one I have finished watching two hindi movies, that’s the best thing I can do with my laptop while I am traveling and the second best thing is also not missed as I am writing this blog. It’s been long since I have written anything but now with this write I am going to commence 2^nd era of my writing though 1^st era itself was not much long…. You can say it’s going to be the 2^nd generation of my writing, and definitely something new. There is no constraint now to write minimum a blog in a month but Yeh… write as much as I can and as frequently as possible.

Well it’s evening now and I am yet to go with 6 hrs of journey to reach my destination Chennai. I have been out of home since I am done with my higher secondary. I was in Indore for 3 Yrs, then Delhi for 1 Yr, then Vizag for 2 Yrs but Chennai has broken all the record as I am going to enter 4^th month after 3 Yrs completion… wow… that’s amazing…. I thought of this just now only…. that’s great.

Finally I end up watching 2 more english movies.... the journey was boring... did nothing but watching movies alone.... will try to avoid the same going forward. Reached Chennai at 11:30 Pm and was at the front of my flat at 12:30 Am.... and today is 29th day of June 2009.

Shivendra Singh
29 June 2009

Being Proactive...!!!

How important is being proactive?, And the answers lies in the recent playscript created by the terror groups in Mumbai “the 26/11”. I condemn, and everyone condemns the massacre. It shows the failure of our security system which was fenced by our incompetent bunch of politicians, who are filling up their pockets with same money allocated for our security and defense system. Security is major concern today and it is because, unlikely the other developed nation who follow “Murphy’s Law” for their security system which says "if anything can go wrong, it will”, we in our nation prefer to be reactive by following “let the things happen, we will fight against it”. The time is now to change our attitude, rather then getting prepared for the post security breach consequence handling; we should have more emphasis on our higher level security measure as “prevention is better than cure”.

What has happened in Mumbai is an utter shameful event in the history of India, with the leading steps toward becoming the superpower we have no control to bar such events. Every now and then a handful of people trespass the fence without any hassle and bomb fearlessly killing 100s of people. Mumbai is so vulnerable these days that we no longer remember it as the financial capital of India, rather it can better be recognized as the scared land of terror attacks. This is not the only example showing how pro-active is our government, we can count some more like – There is no proper traffic arrangement and infrastructure build even after 2 years of the 1 Lakh care launch announcement by the leading automobile manufactures; No energy measures taken place yet knowing the fact that India in growing and energy will be the top most priority, except the one recent nuclear deal; There is no steps taken toward the cast reservation policy which is leading the nation towards a never ending internal dispute; and many more.

This is the time to change the mindset from reactive to proactive. This is the time to think of future, because our future is going to be our present and we are looking forward for a peaceful present.

Being proactive is the only way…!!!

Shivendra Singh
Nov. 30, 2008

The Blue Bird

There was a rare White Bird at the second floor of the apartment with a job of hopping out in the morning into the sky with the neck-tied mail pouch, and come back after delivering it to the receiver. There was no cage for the white bird, as it may affect the flying efficiency of the fowl. Everyday this fowl used to get fine nutritious grub to maintain the fitness for the daily flying.

In the ground floor of the same building there used to be a Blue Bird, and had the daily task of creeping around the ground floor, beaking the craps thrown by the general visitors and people living in the apartment, and cleaning the floor on real time. The blue bird was so much in the habit of stealthy movement that it has almost lost it’s skill of winging, and the pattern food has complimented for the same. There was no need to cage-in the Blue Bird however, the bird has the cage to safeguard itself from the other animals in the night, and when it is required in the ground floor. Everyday this Blue Bird used to see the White Bird taking off from the balcony of second floor and disappearing in the wide sky dreaming to be same one.

One fine day as usual, the White Bird got off in the morning from its hopping ramp, and never returned back. Nobody knew where the fowl gone? All efforts to search the White Bird were in vain. Soon the need for replacement has grown to urgent, as it was affecting the deliveries of the mail pouches. In the quest of the alternate, eventually ground floor Blue Bird was hired for the job. The employers were very well aware of the incompetency of the fowl, so they gave some time to the Blue Bird to practice hopping, and served the nutrient supplemented fuels for instant energy.
The very next day Blue bird was ready to launch into the sky from the same ramp. Blue Bird was very happy for its new line of work, and developed new aspirations in the heart looking at the horizon of the wide open sky. "Blue Bird was going to be White Bird soon…!!!"
Standing at the vantage point, Blue Bird saw the blue sky first and then the ground. Hardly able remember when last time the bird has seen the ground from such a height. Blue Bird was afraid and little doubtful about the plunge into open air, however the backup motivation and the cheering words from the leaders has helped the fowl to keep up the esprit. With the increased heartbeat the Blue Bird finally decided to hop. The bird set itself in the pose to provide thrust to it’s body standing on the toes, and bent the legs for the perfect launch into the space from the balcony’s railing. Blue Bird gently closed the eyes, took a deep breath and dived…

and... they lost the Blue Bird also…!!!

Shivendra Singh
Oct. 29, 2008

God's Own Country

Life is also green sometimes… This happened to me when I was rambling aimlessly at the backwaters of Kerala, and then I understood why it is God’s Own Country…!!!

It was morning 10 Am on Aug 15 of 2008 when we reached our destination Kottyam, we were enjoying our journey as the travel was further heading towards the exquisite backwaters. I was sitting quiet at the end of the seat before getting down, not because I was feeling the beauty but since I have been kept empty stomach from last night. We boarded our journey from Chennai Central at 8:30 Pm which was scheduled for 7:30 pm actually. Longing for the food, first dinner time flew, followed by late night snacks occasion, and then struggling moment of breakfast in the morning. Now it was the time to finally get down at Kottyam, with some hopes of getting anything that can give motion to my jaw and relaxation to my burning belly. Nothing happened again as the buses were waiting outside of the station to provide us pick and drop facility to our final terminal at WATER SCAPES resort. This was the time when I started enjoying the dainty peach of the green and beautiful Kerala with my firing tummy. It was all around only green, and crouching leafy stems of the trees softly scratching the windows of bus producing a melodious bow of music as the bus was pushing on the thin roads of the state towards the resort, bestowing me the memory of rainy days at my green village “Manpur”.

It hardly took 30 minutes for us to reach the holiday resort which gave us very haunting feeling when we dismounted from our buses, there was nothing but just trees and water blocks around us. People were shocked and were speechless looking at each other with the expression of what the hell ?, but further when we walked down through the narrow pavements between the water stocks, it surprised us with it amazing hut type small cottages almost 6 feet from the round, over the water stacked paths. It was the feeling of impossible and I just pitied the people who were going to miss this. The whole view was so awe inspiring that, I did still not believe that I was there.

I am among the people who have grown up in villages. I have seen and felt the poor India and have also experienced the healthier and fertile nation. I feel happy that I have gone through a wider kaleidoscope of life. Though there is lot more to discover but this exposure will always help me in my growth and survival.

There were four wooden pillars, maintaining the balance of AC human hutch with attached washroom. Sliding wooden windows, doors and wooden floor was adding to the beauty of the interior of the Hut and beneath was there an artificially developed watercourse. Not very far, I can see a pool of water, and I was more interested in the swimming pool as it was more than a year for me since I have not kicked and punched inside the chlorinated water of the pool.

I still remember the day when I was reading the book Comedy of Error and suddenly I felt that something got inside my eye, I tried softly squeezing, splashed water and washed it thoroughly however the problem still persisted and I was having continuous etching which was unbearable and not allowing me to open my right eye. I somehow managed my day and night with the problem, and when I approached the eye physician next day; he declared I have developed Dry Eye because of continuous swimming in the chlorinated water. Chlorine in the water has deposited the minute lime stones under my eye lids and my tear gland was not secreting the tear properly to clean the eyes.

I was very well aware about my eye problem but the site and state of affairs has forced me to get into water, again treated with the same chlorine without swimming glasses, gracefully nothing happened to me this time. It was an amazing time inside the pool with entire co-workers with the swashing water, and all non-swimmers in the pool. We came out from the pool after a long lasting exercise session and now it was time to go back to our little huts, have shower and get ready for lunch.

Lunch was damn good with Kerala fish followed by our great backwater boating on the top of the boat; we started at around 2:30 Pm from our resort. It was a long trip on the backwater of Kerala. After half an hour of sailing our boat got boarded at a jetty which was the door to a small village. Our target was to search a kall shop (Taadi Shop), and fortunately we got the same in 10 minutes walk from the jetty. This was my life maiden experience of taadi, I heard from my childhood but never-ever tasted it and today I had the chance, and neither had I missed it...! I consumed almost 3 glasses of the sacred drink of the local drunkards and was little worried about the punch but it performed under expectation and not affected much. We returned to the jetty, had some photo session and moved back towards the resort. We saw lots of small boats, house boats and Kerala traditional boats. Backwaters in Kerala is like road in our small towns, at old ages people must be using these waterways for traveling purpose from one place to another. When we were traveling through waterways we saw lots of resorts by the side of water, each one having their own style and design. Every resort was different from other and was making sure that we are better than the other, and I was completely unsure who the best was...!

Quietly sitting by the side of the water I often heard the soothing sound of rippling water; I often saw the green countryside, swinging coconut and palm trees, children playing around with their flying hand and grinning gestures; I often sensed the relaxing air with the sweetness of the tradition and love for the visitors; I often scented out the aroma of the graceful realm of King Mahabali.

It was now the evening time we again got into the swimming pool for final dip and went for the dinner in the night. We were actually enjoying a package that was bought from Indian Rail and have never thought that government agencies could ever do so well. Dinner was even better than lunch, that was Friday and I wanted to have as much as non-veg, because the following day was going to bring me a Satvik life; it was going to be a Saturday. I woke up early morning next day, freshen up, had my shower, uttered some sloka and opened my bag for the rakhi given by my sis since it was Rakshamandhan. I asked my roommate to put the tilak on my forehead, tie the rakhi, and knot it properly, then pushed for the breakfast which was again giving me a varied choice with long list in carte du jour to go ahead.

Buses were waiting outside; we were now heading towards Cochin/Ernakulam to board our train at around 2000 Hrs. We started just before noon, enjoyed our lunch on the way to the twin city and reached there by matinee prime time. Our first spot was the Mattancherry Palace Museum, It was earlier a palace which was later on turned into a museum by the Kerala govt. Mattancherry Palace Museum was buit in around 1545 AD by the Portuguese and presented to Veera Kerala Varma, afterwards it went into the hands of Dutch and they did major repair of the palace and that’s why is it also called as Dutch Palace. Just infront of the Place there was a small market of handlooms and Kerala scents, spices and some traditional fit outs. Just behind the market place there was again a water lagoon, where we once again took the boatride. This time the experience was different as we saw the traditional system of fishing in Kerala, it was a huge four wooden column, and the fishing net tied at the end of the columns to catch the fishes from the Arabian Sea. We saw some fisher boats also with the new motor technology implemented in place of the oar blades to propel the boat faster on the water.

After finishing our ride, we moved into out buses and progressed toward Cochin sea port, spent some time there and again moved back to the railway station to board our train to Chennai.

I had a wish to visit and see Kerala from a long time, I heard from many people that if there is any true nature beauty in India then in North it is Kashmir, and South it’s Kerala. I had a longing to visit the true nature and I achieved the same that day. It was a divine verdant green experience for me which I was not going to forget until I have the capacity to remember.

While going back to Chennai, I was calm and composed, I was fresh and happy, and I was quiet and serene.

I had gained the tranquility…!!!

Shivendra Singh
Sep 22, 2008

On the way back to Chennai…!!!

Rattling sound of the clash of track and the mega wheels of the bogie is continuously tapping my ears sensors with the jerking motion of the railcar giving the feeling of the ride on bullock cart. Clouds are endlessly showering the soil from last night and I can see the big blobs of rain water striking the window glass, collapsing into the smaller dews and tricking down haphazardly to find the motionless surface in the form of the zigzag sparkling silver linings. Sun is a big circular dull red globe at its final stage of the day and is planning to hide near to horizon free from the entire universal obligations. Sky is changing the shade through the windowpane and looks like as somebody is reducing the brightness, contrast and color of the newly bought television, now it is all but somewhat between pink and violet. Though I am not able to feel the coldness of breeze outside of the glass blocked window and metal shielded compartment, however I can imagine the shivery air current. It’s Saawan “Spring Season” going on in India and new leafs on the new born small arms of the old branches are furnishing a gravid greenery all around. I am on the way back to Chennai after spending a full week (excluding weekends) holiday at my home “Ambikapur” and now I have lots of questions in my mind which I feel like, but not going to share with you.

Holidays (excluding weekends) are something that I rarely see in my life after joining the establishment of Mr. Peter Rose. Whilst I expect more frequent holidays but I do understand the purpose of the organization and how my regular holidays may affect the team I work with. This is not the error from the organization side but I thing I am afraid of taking some decision which may put me out of the problem. So if there is a problem means the solution is round the corner. The only thing required is to find the right corner…!!!

I don’t know why, but I feel boring from morning. I just finished watching “Jab We Met” once again, as I had nothing else to do. I have some other English flicks also in my Notebook but unfortunately I don’t have my earphone to watch the movie in the high Volume. As JWM is already watched out, I did not find difficulty in getting the dialogues even in low loudness, And then to employ myself again I thought of writing something, and that’s what I am doing now

My ETA (Expected Time of Arrival) at Chennai is today mid-night and I have almost a quarter of the day left to go. Well these days my best time pass is to read novels, but unfortunately I missed to purchase one before getting on board. So now I am a man aboard without “Mungphalli, the time pass”. While I was on the way to my home I was reading “the kite runner”… a marvelous work by Khalid Hosseni an Afghan writer residing at USA and I have decided on the next good book I gonna read now… yes none other than “a thousand splendid suns” and this is what made me to overlook anything from “the Wheeler store” at Bilaspur Railways station.

My next stop is Vijayawada and I may be reaching there anytime.

Shivendra Singh
Aug 10, 2008