Monthly Archives: April 2007

Kashmir on protest…

The whole of Kashmir is protesting.

And this time round it isnt ‘azadi’ in its specific socio-political context that Kashmiris are asking for, but it ranges from things like polluted roads to getting jobs.

Suddenly there seems to be a surge in the number of demonstrations that are done daily. The electropathy graduates (some branch of medicine) ask for jobs, school children ask for roads to be fixed coz of the pollution..

The forms are varied – hunger strikes (where some decide to burn themselves), boot-polish strike, where doctors/professionals seeking jobs etc, polish shoes of the people on the road, rayda kapda sale, where professional sell clothes on a make-shift portable shop (that is the closest i can get to describing a rayda).
Another very innovative protest was a group of people carrying an empty coffin to symbolise the death/apathy of the system.

The cutest I saw yesterday on TV was school children protesting against pollution due to trucks and bad roads….

The slogans remain the same…
“Naarai takbeer.. Allahoakbar…
apna haq hum laykar rahayngay..”

Kashmiris keep on protesting… is anyone listening?


To mourn or not?

Boris Yeltsin is dead.

Finally.(If I may be allowed to add.)

I read the news. And I go back a few years in time and remember my literature class…

The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. (Shakespeare, Julius Caesar)

And I remember the death of the man painted as the demon – no other than Saddam Hussein.

Both tyrants.
Both dead.

Yet one remembered as a “Giant of History” and the other as “demon”. The irony of it all.

Strange and sickening, but unfortunately this is how the world we live in works.
Yeltsin died – of old age, of being drunk, of whatever reasons. The country laments his death. They mourn and give him a respectful burial. The priests pray for him. And he is remembered as a giant of history.

I wont display graphic images of the brutalized Chechens … but something to serve as a reminder:

I will always associate Boris Yeltsin with my grimmest ever job as a journalist too. In the spring of 1995, I stood in a field in Chechnya. Lines of civilian corpses, some charred by flames, lay awaiting burial. This was the result of the Kremlin’s heavy-handed response to the breakaway region’s bid for independence. (JAMES RODGERS, BBC’s Moscow correspondent for periods 1991-2007)

You decide whether you wish to mourn or rejoice.

Round table

Why are conferences on ‘critical’ and ‘serious’ issue discussed on a round table?



Coz the talk goes round and round in circles forever and ever…

(ah.. reminds me of Buddha, and moksha or freedom from the cycle of rebirth…)

Doubled and troubled – Dimensions…

It is one of the most thought provoking statements that I have heard lately.. and obviously I cant help but comment on it.

They say, that they (as in ‘unn’ with loads of tameez) said that the Kashmir problem has TWO dimensions. It must take someone who is a genius indeed to come up with a an actual analysis of a problem so complex and with so many dimensions that it looks more like a blob without dimensions to people (less than genius) like me.

Well if you haven’t heard it till now, its about time that you also get to know… oh yes. the Kashmir problem…. (even the word problem is problematic to use in this reference)… has two dimensions as per the Prime Minister of the Indian state.
1. Internal
2. External

Internal could mean anything from a ‘zara sa’ stomach ache coz of eating peanuts to a malignant tumor. While the external could range from a slight increase in temperature to a tsunami. Anyways, the extent of the dimension was not elaborated on.

Anyways.. with all that annoyance vent out…we read about sincere intentions and desires…

”It is our intention and sincere desire to advance on both fronts towards resolving the problems through a process of dialogue,” Dr Singh said in his opening remarks at the third roundtable on Kashmir convened by him.

2 decades of pain and we are still only trying to identify the dimensions to the problem (and that too not to the satisfaction of commoners like me)… so much to speak of intentions…

Islamic History – 3

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Watch me ride the sakooter!

Early morning disappointment…
I created this flash banner for the blog… but well wordpress doesn’t allow flash banners… anyways… you can still see what I made…


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pent up

pent up inside
is a volcano of emotions
about to burst

a flood
that would come anytime

the fury of the thoughts
forming a hurricane

the soul which seems dead
is alive
and burning

no words