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Tuesday, October 27, 2009


Queer are the modes as my case proceeds ahead even though at a tortoise pace. What seemed to be my rights four n half years back is now a jiggle between two competitors in the court room. Sufficing to the comments of the magistrate with the time limit dedicated for each case is a torture equivalent to the one I met for more than 3 years within the marriage. The audacity of my standing is praised but why the tremble of my heart is overlooked.

Like every other girl I too went to live my dreams and just like a few came back shattered. Ok the marriage didn’t work and my education says don’t be quiet and I had to bring the matter to those who have the authority to judge my marriage.

A shame it is when I have to narrate what had happened inside my bedroom and more when the opponent advocate asks for proof. I must mention that I trust my counselor who has given great performance. Despite of the reality I am reminded again and again that the proceedings of the court needs to be followed in the certain predefined pattern, even it can cost my career, my mental peace and so on.

The questions, the allegations are getting dirtier on each proceeding adding to my mental agony and if I were to mention how it feels to hear those framings, whether true or false, in front of a jam packed court, I am falling each day!

Absence from court, false medical certificates and all other gimmicks displayed by the opponents are but accepted and approved by the honorable court. Of course my ex is enjoying a happily married life and it is his wish when he wants to finish off the case and do away with me, but last 4 years he is enjoying the torture he is able to thrust upon me… I have lost jobs in the process of attending courts, which boss will tolerate his employer being absent from work?

A continuous pressure is on me and I need to perform well as a mother, a daughter, a sister…but all I have is instant barriers… Answer in ‘yes’ or ‘no’, a clever trick played by all advocates, despite the fact that it might mislead the case, such things are allowed, and so it has happened with me, imagine I am fighting for the torture meted during the marriage and shockingly in one of the written documents by a magistrate, it states that my ex didn’t torture me!!!! Is it Possible that I will say this???? On one occasion I returned back to the house of my ex and I am questioned why???? Of course I have been invited to attend a festival and for me that was an opportunity to save the marriage…. Gosh!!! They don’t understand…

Even if at the end of years, the verdict is in my favor, Will I be relishing the victory? After all I have lost precious years, my peace and happiness. Can all these be ever repaid?


Sunday, October 25, 2009

Preponed 'Mahapralay' of Assam

The state of Assam, abode of beauty is surrounded by lush greenery, rivers, mountains and BANGLADESHIS.

Where the world is witnessing symptoms of ‘Mahapralay’ ‘Mahavinash’ the various forms of mass destruction like the floods, global warming, earthquakes etc. Assam is not lagging behind either and sees its Mahavinash with the never ending Bangladeshi infiltration.
My domestic help is a Bangladeshi, the end number of rickshaw pullers plying throughout the state easing distances are Bangladeshis. Most houses, buildings, towers etc. have their foundations laid by a Bangladeshi… such is the need of these migrants, I fear soon we might loose our identity.
This is an old issue of Assam and from the political desk of Assam through Delhi, the bloody acts and opposing ventures of various groups in driving off these migrants are all but stories in newspapers left with dust over them.
Many of the fits of terror in Assam have the roots somewhere in the minds of the Bangladeshi migrants. The latest news that has come up is the arrest of a couple of them who begin their day as rickshaw pullers and end up as dacoits in the middle of the night. We say that to live with Bangladeshis is a curse and yet we cannot do without them in our day to day life.
The anti national acts by these migrants are in the process of ruining the very foundation of the state and maybe gradually extend to the rest of the country.
Let us have an overview of some facts related to this (from sources)Assam shares 272 Kms porous border with Bangladesh which is unfenced. Everyday about 6000 illegal infiltrators enter the state. The migrants become farmhands or river fishermen in villages. In towns they are often construction workers or rickshaw pullers and many of the women folk are engaged as maids and construction workers too. There might be a racket running that makes beggars out of these migrants by chopping off hands and legs, even burning them to some extent. The Guwahati High Court has said till now, these migrants have been successful in avoiding the proceedings against them as well as their deportation from India. In the process, they have incorporated their names in the voters’ lists on the basis of which they must have cast their votes. Thus these large number of Bangladeshis present in the State of Assam have a major role in electing the representatives both to the Legislative Assembly and Parliament and consequently, in the decision-making process towards building the nation. They have become the kingmakers.
Shouting will leave faded echoes…unless we the people of Assam refuse help from these strata, no strategy will have cent percent effect. The vote banks will reduce, we will have to work harder, but do we care for these or should we let our blood be ruined.
With the bullet speed of infiltration I lay my fears here and even before 2012, Assam might drown in the river of Bangladeshi Migrants.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009


A lil bit of gig wid acquaintances... A common type of character over the internet...

Critical Analysis of Fundamentals Adopted by Self-Styled Internet Romeo Alfred Fernando Montech (AFM) (name changed)

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Definition of AFM: Masked self styled hero of internet with typical assumptions about women, wherein underneath the mask lays the sadistic mentality of just another frustrated male now at his 40s.

Critical Analysis:
AFM is a normal male, but point to be noted is that he is frustrated, however skilled in transferring his ROYAL sickness unto others. A general practioner of his applied skills in social networks, available only at his own convenient time.

If assumed intelligent, AFM uses this instrument while framing emails meant only for ladies, lucky enough it always clicks. That’s his pleasure.

When those mails pre-occupy the hearts of women 24*7 hrs, AFM resumes his unmasked real form, i.e. sadistic pleasure.

AFM has the ability to talk high about values of friendship and emerges as a leader in his words. But when the time is due to prove so, gradually and successfully eats his own words.

Thus he evolves ideas such as fake id’s and pranks played by numerous imaginative humans and smoothly transfers the blame on to others, or can be assumed he has multiple IDs Phobia.

A little girlish by nature when it comes to quarrel and is very good at this too.

Signs of maturity are high only when resuming the mask.

Lack of thinking while throwing words which can be good or bad but either ways is harmful for a woman.

Since the important factor here is his frustration, keeping in mind that he is a real male, all the above mentioned points are relevant. BUT, BUT, this is inhuman when he does with happily married women.

AFM forgets that he is not more than a villain in cases where two people are having a congenial relation within the marriage.

But it is learnt that AFM wants to prove his mettle man with whomsoever not concerned but only women will do. THIS THE BITTER TRUTH OF THE SELF-STYLED HERO.

He successfully intrudes the heart’s premises of women and gently tickles the soft nerve because he is skilled here. Hence no women can stop getting back to him. Again SADISTIC.


TIK TAK TOE knowz how to play the game. Not just a game but a mind game, but involves only amateur and novices. Once his tricks are captured, he drops the player because his mentality doesn’t allow others to be the leader in the game. Hence advances with a brand new player.


Advertisement… New players in the game developed by AFM is solicited.
Important is ASL, Age limit: no bar, marital status- no bar, gender-female compulsory because the team leader is heterosexual.

P. S. Chances of deducing from the above article by AFM: she is crazy/ she has gone nuts*