How fragile is India's "national honour" that it is undone simply because a former president was frisked at an airport? An FIR is lodged against the staff who frisked Mr.Kalam and the airline was asked to apologize for that. How ridiculous !!! Our national honour should rest on bigger issues like fighting poverty and illiteracy, not on the empty ridiculous rituals of hierarchy.
Our nation is blighted by VIP syndrome - their refusal to stand in queues, refusal to obey traffic rules, constant demand for special privileges. Aren't they common people like us? In fact they are nation's servant and we have elected them. A curse on these VIPs! Why do we even need Z category security for the politicians? In fact the common man should get the Z category security cover.
I want to tell you something Mr. Praful Patel. There is nothing wrong if someone is frisked at the airport for security reasons especially in the age where hijacked plane is a favourite terrorist act. And surely this is not an issue to be discussed in parliament. We should be happy that the airlines are doing their job instead of lodging an FIR. How ridiculous!!! It is good to show respect to Mr.Kalam, but not at the cost of security.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Those days I was naughty, still I am
It was the first day of my school. Like everyone, I did not know what a school is and what needs to be done when one goes to the school. I don't believe, I took some sand from the ground and threw it on my teacher. This is how my schooling started - a very naughty kid. I laugh out loud when I think about that incident even today. But I somehow take pride when I describe this to my friends now. I am really proud.
No one knew what I was doing - a silent killer, a very naughty and a cunning kid. Once I was trying to ring a door bell of a house, but I was not able to reach the bell (I was in class 2 then). Someone offered me help and I took it gracefully. After sometime I started running. Guess what? It was not my house.
How can I forgot those days when I flunked in Biology in my half yearly exam of class 6 and begged my teacher to somehow give me some more marks which will see me through? How can I forgot my class 11 school annual day? I almost ended up in the police lock up. The guys from other school came into our school and were teasing the girls from our school. We went and thrashed those guys till it started bleeding from their head.It was fun.
Once we got cockroaches to the class (I was in class 12) and let them free - even they have right to freedom. But I guess, the freedom was too much. They just went crazy, they took a world tour of the class- scaring everyone. I could hear girls screaming - "save us", as though a dinosaur entered from no where. I was naughty!!!
Those were days when I used to bunk my classes and met girls from a convent. I still remember the coffee shop where we used to meet. Those were days when I won many quiz competitions and quizzing was life. I always wanted to become a quiz master. Those were days when I got the chance of choosing modeling as a profession. Those were days when I got a chance to get into the Air Force.
Am I not naughty anymore? I would deny that. I am still the guy with loads of energy and have plenty of ideas to plan a prank. I am still a prankster. I am still the same old guy who likes to be happy all the time, who is still not sure what to do with life, who is still not serious about life. Well, I don't think this would ever change about me. This works for me and may be I would never change.
No one knew what I was doing - a silent killer, a very naughty and a cunning kid. Once I was trying to ring a door bell of a house, but I was not able to reach the bell (I was in class 2 then). Someone offered me help and I took it gracefully. After sometime I started running. Guess what? It was not my house.
How can I forgot those days when I flunked in Biology in my half yearly exam of class 6 and begged my teacher to somehow give me some more marks which will see me through? How can I forgot my class 11 school annual day? I almost ended up in the police lock up. The guys from other school came into our school and were teasing the girls from our school. We went and thrashed those guys till it started bleeding from their head.It was fun.
Once we got cockroaches to the class (I was in class 12) and let them free - even they have right to freedom. But I guess, the freedom was too much. They just went crazy, they took a world tour of the class- scaring everyone. I could hear girls screaming - "save us", as though a dinosaur entered from no where. I was naughty!!!
Those were days when I used to bunk my classes and met girls from a convent. I still remember the coffee shop where we used to meet. Those were days when I won many quiz competitions and quizzing was life. I always wanted to become a quiz master. Those were days when I got the chance of choosing modeling as a profession. Those were days when I got a chance to get into the Air Force.
Am I not naughty anymore? I would deny that. I am still the guy with loads of energy and have plenty of ideas to plan a prank. I am still a prankster. I am still the same old guy who likes to be happy all the time, who is still not sure what to do with life, who is still not serious about life. Well, I don't think this would ever change about me. This works for me and may be I would never change.
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