tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43638641712044456342024-03-13T22:54:50.537+05:30Nandini KakotiRandom ThoughtsNandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-72234060131575054192015-01-22T17:33:00.000+05:302015-01-22T17:33:55.051+05:30Yes! It was Depression<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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faked happiness. I faked it every day and every moment, in front of everyone
and anyone I met, and much in front of the mirror. This went on for too long
only to get tagged as bravo, Ms. Smiley etc. by onlookers. When I was in high school,
I remember my Morals teacher tell me that I shouldn't be upset over petty
things and that I am a prominent figure. Perhaps I tried to apply the same
logic here… trying to be an example. No one knew what was brewing deep in me. It
was a struggle within and I was an absolute different person when surrounded by
colleagues and friends. It only meant pretending to emerge from a crisis that
led to a real crunch. Be it my office or at home, life was same, mournful.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I am
writing this because now I got over it and moreover, I cannot share a crunch when
the phase is on. Trust and hurt factor counts. Sharing might have meant begging
for sympathy, which is the least I ask for and couldn’t have left worried
anyone who really cares. Else, no one cares, no one wants to listen sad stuff, and
we got to help ourselves. I alone, am responsible for my own happiness. This
doesn't mean that I am surrounded by selfish friends and relatives, although
there are a few of them around. It’s just that they have a life and family.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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started a couple of months back when I returned from work and walked into the
empty house, the silent rooms and the vacuum within was a killer. New city, no
friends, busy relatives, left all alone during festivals and more... so the
problem was entirely mine. Fortunately for me, I realized on time that I had almost
entered devil’s space, and thereon I decided to pull myself off this and do
something good and beautiful for myself… live for myself.</span></div>
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pretending that I was happy. Yes! I was into depression or in the verge of
depression, although there’s not much of a difference. It’s always wise to
consult a psychiatrist and I for no reason did that. I knew and understood what
led me to this and it’s not easy to let go however, I clutched on to my
strengths only. Attracting positive energy by being surrounded by positive people
is important and if not, at least get rid of negativity, which well includes
people who have a similar version in their lives but, survives with sympathy.
And then, to ask myself what makes me happy and doing right that.</span></span></div>
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I spoke to two different people going through depression. One of them accepted sympathy
from his friends who thought they helped him through the situation with
alcohol. Irony is, now he is more depressed when drunk. A colleague engaged herself
with music and painting and says it’s making a difference and she feels better
now. And again, read quite a bit about our own Bollywood celebrities going
through depression.</span></span></div>
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idea is to keep myself busy by indulging in activities close to my heart. Initially I thought of trying something new however, I did what I like doing best and am
passionate about. Double benefit of health and happiness – it’s swimming for me
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Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.0759837 72.87765590000003618.5957917 72.232208900000032 19.556175699999997 73.52310290000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-78710119529283792552010-07-10T21:32:00.002+05:302010-07-10T21:41:34.701+05:30Recalling My Visit to Leprosy Asylum<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype downloadurl="http://www.5iantlavalamp.com/" name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype downloadurl="http://www.5iantlavalamp.com/" name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype downloadurl="http://www.5iamas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJyu8OagtqN8bJGRV_2C6XDz-19mroSwuffbFKxPXgukcblGa8ZhI1l4_adNe-FnfHvjclBsfcg77nMXFvEyvypIf19NEAFUpj_F4PuiIBMYqak_4W8bl1bl-xgU64qI7RI9ORO6bWIo4e/s1600/Group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJyu8OagtqN8bJGRV_2C6XDz-19mroSwuffbFKxPXgukcblGa8ZhI1l4_adNe-FnfHvjclBsfcg77nMXFvEyvypIf19NEAFUpj_F4PuiIBMYqak_4W8bl1bl-xgU64qI7RI9ORO6bWIo4e/s200/Group.jpg" width="200" /></a>A visit to <b><u>Tarun Ram Phukan Leprosy Asylum</u></b> (<st1:place><st1:city>Boko</st1:city>, <st1:country-region>Assam</st1:country-region></st1:place>) in 2009 left me aggrieved seeing the condition in which the inmates are living today. 8 of them living in a dilapidated cluster far from city amusements, letting their ages slip off for want of salvation. Though they are all cured patients yet, our society has not accepted them back. Except for reporters and some good Samaritans they don’t have any other visitors with whom they could share their plight.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">There is an ANM Nurse residing in a nearby accommodation who visits them when required. The inmates said that sufficient dressing materials are also not provided to them and hence it is difficult for them to maintain the desired amount of hygiene. The NGOs also never visits them. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Stigma, taboo & prejudice are what they have known and learnt over the years. By now they seem to be detached from worldly forms of living. They are learning to be satisfied with what they have, but we as a society cannot ignore them. This is a condition where a few are living because they are breathing. The surveillance depicts the lives of those people who are cured but victims of leprosy. They were earlier suffering from this disease but now are being attacked by the bug named stigma.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">At a glance:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="i"><li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">They cannot go back to the society as they are not accepted back.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">They cannot earn a livelihood because of the high percentage of deformities in them.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">They have but no choice and now want to stay there itself for the rest of their lives.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">It is called an asylum, which means shelter, place of protection provided by the government, yet something is amiss.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">They are provided diet but incomplete and in-sufficient. Utensils are also not provided to them, it is only mercy they depend upon.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Records say that funds has been transferred according to what is being sanctioned, then why is it not sufficient, is it the system, where a middleman / contractor is appointed for the supply of their requirements.</li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">A cook’s quarter is located in the campus, occupied by the cook’s family but the inmates have to cook themselves despite of their deformities because after the Cook’s death a new cook was never appointed and this is happening since last <b>5 years. </b>Here it is to be noted that for those affected with leprosy, it is not advisable to go near fire or other hazardous objects as they lack skin sensitivity which might turn crucial.<b><o:p></o:p></b></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Some of the inmates can maintain self hygiene but a few needs a helping hand and this is one of the neglected areas.<b><o:p></o:p></b></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The asylum shouldn’t be treated as dumping ground of unwanted people of the society.<b><o:p></o:p></b></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The only content is that once in a while someone from the society visits them to serve food which they have not seen for ages and also little more requirements are provided to them.<b><o:p></o:p></b></li>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">They need revival, and someone needs to take the initiative for their socio - economic rehabilitation.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">What I strongly feel is that they shouldn’t be left to the mercy of donations and contractors. They can well earn their basic needs through their hard work. Alterations should begin at the grassroots level as:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Wingdings;">Ø<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>Stop donations, if required give them loans. These loans should be repaid by their earnings. Yes, it is possible.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Wingdings;">Ø<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>Since there are already street shows being done, instead of the regular artists these affected lot can be trained and they themselves can engage in delivering such shows. This together with awareness will serve as a source of income for them.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Wingdings;">Ø<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>Where ASHAS are trained for creating awareness and detection of new cases, those leprosy victims residing in various asylums throughout the region could be also trained and they can accompany ASHAS. Incentives should be given to them too. This way IEC and Interpersonal Communications can be brought to best of its use. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Wingdings;">Ø<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>A huge plot of land is lying idle in the Boko asylum. This could be used to plant vegetation initially starting with small amount to suffice their needs and later it can happen in larger scale by which they can earn their livelihood and support their families. Each member can be allotted their task in accordance with their physical capabilities. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Wingdings;">Ø<span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span>The media can play a bigger role too by publishing the efforts of these victims and thus encouraging them. Publicity should be made in such a manner that a positive attitude is developed within the society.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0P5yYEb83J2nE_ik81ONLbUsT5LImTslRTptcyeZvQoSbbp_axFGyt3ag6qrk2qp4MAmGaLOE7zSjNsmj9CGWDrfZcbYWAXQNy4EVTMdSJSlINQMY7DB4BG4PNoLbQlcH-Ewvhg6bHOBD/s1600/Group-with-Researcher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="141" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0P5yYEb83J2nE_ik81ONLbUsT5LImTslRTptcyeZvQoSbbp_axFGyt3ag6qrk2qp4MAmGaLOE7zSjNsmj9CGWDrfZcbYWAXQNy4EVTMdSJSlINQMY7DB4BG4PNoLbQlcH-Ewvhg6bHOBD/s200/Group-with-Researcher.jpg" width="200" /></a><o:p> </o:p>Involvement of the leprosy victims can bring in a wider scope of awareness in the society than just mere suggestions. ‘Touch and heal’ should be the straight motive.</div></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4oYaHA8XaeiO6fvoJA1M3f-xvP5tXPlJzQd05BDr284KUxHwq9hCWw0wh0u8WZ3lYnVsNxeeN5j8SUd-kjDhRPL3oo893MZggZUNuLrhOCB-pREkNu8FwNY02m8zO8swQrQG2ZqlCX9qC/s1600/beggar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4oYaHA8XaeiO6fvoJA1M3f-xvP5tXPlJzQd05BDr284KUxHwq9hCWw0wh0u8WZ3lYnVsNxeeN5j8SUd-kjDhRPL3oo893MZggZUNuLrhOCB-pREkNu8FwNY02m8zO8swQrQG2ZqlCX9qC/s200/beggar.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>‘Beggars cannot be choosers’ neither they can be losers. With this end to my thinking here is an absolutely different perspective of a beggar and stands contradictory to my last blogged perception of an alms earner. Have to assess if my thoughts are infringed by these section and why is it all over me.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Here is an interesting episode narrated to our course group of Distance learners and is worth sharing either for laughs or for contemplation. It was a pleasure to have with us Mr. Pankaj Thakur an eminent writer, translator and editor of <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> who shared his experiences with us. He has given a thought provoking element as he described the incident of one of his acquaintance with a beggar. It was more like an anecdote to me and wonderful to listen to the interestingly placed facts. I hope I am able to do justice with this piece.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">It so happened that this man was on his way to his office, expected to be overwhelmed as it was going to be his first day at work. As he walked out of his house he came across a beggar and an existence of satisfaction and generosity provoked him to offer alms. So, the man gladly took out from his pocket a Rupee ONE coin and placed it on the beggar’s platter. The latter was overjoyed and blessed this man several times. (Guess he had a superlative day at work) Once more to satisfy his humane urge the next day the alms & blessings give n take episode took place and continued so for about a year.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The following year the alms came down to FIFTY Paise. Unable to understand the dropping generosity and fear of questioning why so, the beggar apparently accepted what had been offered (probably by suppressing his facial expressions).</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The following year was even haplessly unblessed for this otherwise happy go lucky beggar. To his astonishment the alms further dropped down to TWENTY-FIVE paise. His trepidation never formed into a question, assuming some kind of alarm. However, as this phase continued for a few days, the situation was beyond the control of this irate beggar. One fine day, he made an agreement with his audacity and decided to flush out his apprehensions.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">So he did, by approaching his bread giver with all his might presented the hard age of inflation. The man poised and calm defended his plight with the same facts of inflation thus, saying when he was a bachelor life was different and could afford to offer Rupee one each day. The following year he had added expenses like satisfying the needs of his girlfriend whom he later married thus, he settled down to fifty paise. Again family broadened and with the newly born kid expenses further mounted on him and how he decided to offer twenty-five paise each day. Yet, he never stopped showing kindness towards the beggar.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Now hold on! Here is the irony and the moral of this story. The <i>generous</i> man was at the receiving end by the perception of this beggar. After listening to the dilemma of the former, the beggar took to his wit and said <b>“So you have been running your family at my cost!”<o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Several facts can be deduced from this however, each perception may have a foundation of paradox. Enigma!<o:p></o:p></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-8417193333790662352010-06-18T12:10:00.001+05:302010-06-18T12:11:16.297+05:30Error in Destiny<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisN_Ph8OIRDxh7xF1VOUNtg8YBxCXOM-FY-xuISboViczyZNImGUgjZWu8AvV_tNjR70iMfC4zfsQ3187xqFGgY01ycRlTJC_IOBp1oNTVaxhAbopVomTl7k-JcTGZdOrZmcpCPmuudU9k/s1600/15-06-10_1009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisN_Ph8OIRDxh7xF1VOUNtg8YBxCXOM-FY-xuISboViczyZNImGUgjZWu8AvV_tNjR70iMfC4zfsQ3187xqFGgY01ycRlTJC_IOBp1oNTVaxhAbopVomTl7k-JcTGZdOrZmcpCPmuudU9k/s200/15-06-10_1009.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6MXJzFKyHyiDEziA4YHDTV1MhrfWDONWg4LL8G6-yrBvlL8P4wAqqYhN09WKpstwekH4wuYhNxIf2ANi5GTVbZde0jU9up_VWmA9PSVhfw9sZP_aOvEr5Fb9oLvaMTTSmCMk9l0mTINaI/s1600/15-06-10_1010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6MXJzFKyHyiDEziA4YHDTV1MhrfWDONWg4LL8G6-yrBvlL8P4wAqqYhN09WKpstwekH4wuYhNxIf2ANi5GTVbZde0jU9up_VWmA9PSVhfw9sZP_aOvEr5Fb9oLvaMTTSmCMk9l0mTINaI/s200/15-06-10_1010.jpg" width="150" /></a><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="PlaceType" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="PlaceName" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Akbar Ali is often seen on the street adjacent to <st1:place><st1:placename>Guahati</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>University</st1:placetype></st1:place> with his auctioned destiny. He is a beggar of about 12 years in age amongst many others older or younger to him. Taking a peek into his utensil (which I assume has multipurpose usage both for food and accepting alms), I found that he generally manage to collect more alms than the rest of his <i>peer</i> <i>group</i>. Just as you might see, he and the rest wears filthy clothes (even if someone donates better ones), <i>maintains</i> dirty legs and hands, uncombed hair (perhaps with lice) and makes sure that all other measures are taken for successful begging.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Yet, what makes the difference for Akbar Ali is his unique condition called <b>Omphalocele </b>which is a congenital malformation in which ‘variable amounts of abdominal contents protrude into the base of the umbilical cord’ (for further details look into <a href="http://www.pedisurg.com/PtEduc/Omphalocele.htm">http://www.pedisurg.com/PtEduc/Omphalocele.htm</a> ). He piddles and excretes through this organ right outside his abdomen. Talking to him I was informed that his parents did consult doctors however, a treatment recommended for this is often expensive, approximately 15K to 20K. This is a massive amount for those that live below the poverty line and they can never achieve it. Here I must mention that I have least knowledge to what extent Akbar’s parents made an effort to get him treated.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">As is obvious, his Omphalocele has made it possible for his comparatively soaring alms. He makes sure that this protruding organ is displayed well and ample sympathy can be earned. Flies sitting on it throughout the day make him infection prone and we don’t know what more disease has been developed due to this.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Prior talking to him I wondered if he is also a member of the so called beggar’s racket which again is an open business for some unscrupulous lot.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">I was in fact finicky in touching this topic but digging the matter has revealed a much bitter truth – A foiled fate at Akbar’s disposal. His future is too far away. What prevails to infinity is the materialistic gain in part of his parents or the medical institutes or should I refer to as ace <i>business houses</i>.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">An age where whole of <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> is making news and views for Right to Education, we have one here with no kind of reach and motivation. What could be deduced about his destiny or many others like him definitely jolts our souls but these <i>jolts</i> cannot be possibly implemented in mending the future of this boy.<o:p></o:p></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-72871798534101296092010-06-13T22:51:00.001+05:302010-06-13T22:53:41.262+05:30Stripping Our Assets?<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwwf3cij2FR4vvnL3OoXwO3MsR7zFJNuW4iZ5prgzVhaIdzV7i2yxxvejHKr-grmjsYmR_gh1TEFxnMJYK37xxwiR0D6mxMwCK1LiToHBsZUe-_USK22A8-niWhLJq59x1WO1uZfLIiLzs/s1600/N-ghy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="151" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwwf3cij2FR4vvnL3OoXwO3MsR7zFJNuW4iZ5prgzVhaIdzV7i2yxxvejHKr-grmjsYmR_gh1TEFxnMJYK37xxwiR0D6mxMwCK1LiToHBsZUe-_USK22A8-niWhLJq59x1WO1uZfLIiLzs/s200/N-ghy.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Talking about <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> can bring many pictures to one’s mind however, for those who have visited this region will surely relate it to as abode of beauty. Being a native of this land I have much shared about its enchanting beauty. Nature has enormously showered its blessings with mountains, rivers, hills, flora & fauna and above all the rich heritage. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">BUT, maybe not for long the mystic land will continue to be so. This land might gradually cease to be a poet’s dream. The resources here are in abundance but, its proper utilization has been in question ever since.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Development has definitely taken place in the region. But here is something which is not acceptable in the name of development. The environment of the Northern bank of Guwahati is being challenged by the vested interested of a leading cement brand named Topcem. Recently it has been in news that this said company has acquired a huge plot and sought permission to come up with a cement plant. This has faced strong opposition from the locals and the matter is being addressed to Union Minister of State (Independent Charge) for Environment and Forests Jairam Ramesh. Further enquiry is going on though the concerned authority has been trying to convince the use of modern technology to reduce environmental hazards. Whatever be the technology, it cannot stop the emission of hazardous pollutants that arises from a cement plant.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The tract of land for the proposed cement factory is surrounded by a number of educational institutions including IIT Guwahati, Kamrup District Civil Hospital and also some other offices. North of Guwahati is also known for its historical relevance which is now put to stake. This area on the banks of river <st1:place>Brahmaputra</st1:place> is densely populated and also home for cultural heritage.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Not getting into depth though it cannot be ignored either, it is well understood how the environmental license will be acquired. Sadly, in the name of development the natural bounty will be tampered. Health of the people and the flora and fauna will be facing danger. Even the cultural legacy might be affected at some point of time. No doubt the locals will be accommodated as lower grade employees but the big bite will be the diet of someone sitting far away in luxurious offices. Once the production starts, as a standard practice by such companies, they will not take responsibility of so many adversities that they prepare to bring along with production of cement.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">This objection should be treated big. It is a move to save our land, a call to retain its natural beauty. We need to oppose this lest we feel stripped and deprived of our age old assets. With this aspect of development, our coming generations will never see the land as we do. They will be <span class="dct-tt">bereft</span> of living in a green land. The world will never again remember <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> for its beauty.<o:p></o:p></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-64176996108353041862010-05-30T16:43:00.000+05:302010-05-30T16:43:27.007+05:30Soccer Addiction: World Cup 2010<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Everywhere I click, mostly where I read and whatever I listen to is nothing but about the much mighty Soccer thrill. The thrust is so high, it is inevitable to escape anyone’s brain n heart. Each website is building the spirit of the magnificent event and <st1:country-region><st1:place>South Africa</st1:place></st1:country-region> is swearing a big treat to its audiences. Let come the 11<sup>th</sup> day of June 2010 and the screen goes Flash… Ummm! I can imagine that buzzing sound of the audience’s cheer n jeer as though it’s the rhythm that is at par with the fragrance of the season. Excitement inflates for here the winner can be without being a player too for some have just scored so high as this one-<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Construction workers one step closer to dream ticket</b>: Today (Monday, 3 May 2010), a promise made in September 2008 by FIFA President Joseph S. Blatter and the 2010 Organising Committee (OC) became reality for 27,000 stadium construction workers as the symbolic hand-over of the first FIFA World Cup™ ticket took place at the icon Soccer City Stadium in Johannesburg.<o:p></o:p><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">~<i>Envy Envy! Thinking to be a part of the next season team?<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div><h1><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Think of the one below and better understand what else u are gonna miss out!…. RIP my taste buds<o:p></o:p></span></span></h1><h1><span style="font-size: small;">Global food supplier Seara signs up as final FIFA World Cup Sponsor: <span style="font-weight: normal;">“Football is a great passion worldwide and the sport helps improve quality of life and bring people together. This is perfectly aligned with our communication strategy for the Seara brand, which offers healthy, delicious and high-quality food to consumers worldwide,” said Marcos Antonio Molina dos </span><st1:city><st1:place><span style="font-weight: normal;">Santos</span></st1:place></st1:city><span style="font-weight: normal;">, Marfrig Group CEO.<o:p></o:p></span></span></h1><h1><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">And now attraction has been accelerated. They have much more in their kit.<o:p></o:p></span></span></h1><h1><span style="font-size: small;">Foosball tourney set to add to 2010 FIFA World Cup fever: <span style="font-weight: normal;">We invite all Foosball enthusiasts, both young and old, to participate in the yester -year fun sporting game of Foosball or table soccer enjoyed and played by both the young and the old, and that's why we felt through this game we should reach both young and old and peoples of all cultures and races", said 2010 Directorate's Marketing, Communications and Events Manager, Putco Mafani.<o:p></o:p></span></span></h1><h2><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";">Courtesy: </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><a href="http://www.fifa.com/">http://www.fifa.com/</a></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></h2><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;"><o:p> </o:p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"><a href="http://www.fifa.com/">http://www.Goal.com</a></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;">takes a closer look and has something to say on </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal;">World Cup</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal;">Countdown: </span><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal;">USA</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal;"> Midfield Breakdown… Guess U can count on this. Any comments…<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">Huh! Some tips that u might follow: <span class="main-content">Ruud Gullit has revealed his formula for winning the World Cup... play badly in the opening rounds. UGHH!!! Here he said so <a href="http://www.skysports.com/">http://www.skysports.com</a><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="slogan"><span style="font-size: small;">And jokes cannot be set apart from Soccer<b>: </b>They say that pessimists see the cup as half empty, and optimists as half full. My team haven't even seen the cup! <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="slogan"><span style="font-size: small;">Wanna laugh a lil more… here u go <b><a href="http://www.soccerjokes.com/one_liners/index.shtml"><span style="font-weight: normal;">http://www.soccerjokes.com/one_liners/index.shtml</span></a><o:p></o:p></b></span></div><div class="slogan"><span style="font-size: small;">Ah! A long list of my counts but won’t complete here however, u can share yours too... while I go click …click…</span><o:p></o:p></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-37904429154328721222010-05-27T20:59:00.001+05:302012-02-28T12:02:43.029+05:30Wars That Made a King<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="date" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Wars in the history of mankind have evolved through many stages and are instrumental in making of a hero. That age was of the brave warriors and the martyrs who with their do or die attitude swapped every opportunity to alter challenges to success. Wars and battlefields were the pride of a ruler, a place to display their chivalrous self. The men in battlefield CONFRONTED their enemy who were equally audacious. The kings that emerged victorious were the real protagonist whom the people admired and saw in them their role models. The warriors fascinated with their acumen and were cheered far and wide till where the pigeon could fly. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Amidst the bloodshed was a ray of hope every time a war ended. I can imagine very little the significance of the echo of a bugle to the people who lived in that era but, living in the harrowing 21<sup>st</sup> century the history of wars is like a fragrance of ecstasy which engulfs my passionate self. I sense bravery, some sort of euphoric enlightenment when reading through the lines of history. The killings were not butchery because the men knew how to fight back with an equal opportunity to exhibit their heroism, whatsoever, confined to the battlefield. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The wars through history demonstrated the determination of the rulers, the unity that governed a kingdom, the strategies so fair. The trumpets roared, the crowds cheered, welcoming the victorious counterpart, thus a <i>king</i> was made. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Wars evolved through the years and soon it was synonymous to freedom and <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> is one of the biggest examples. The British called it Sepoy Mutiny, we call it Revolutionary Movement – 1857 saw one of the first and the biggest freedom movements of <st1:place>British India</st1:place> which shattered the foundation of the British government. Soon history made its way towards a subtle form of revolution and we call it the <i>Satyagraha Movement</i> and Non-Violence, a typical Gandhian theory. The spirit was same, the determination stronger and we have with us to applaud <st1:date day="15" month="1" year="1947">the 15<sup>th</sup> of August 1947</st1:date>.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">With education and discoveries men swapped wars to a technical age and here began the era of World Wars which also witnessed the mutilation of humanity. And then wars were belittled with cowardice act and the face of insurgency was misunderstood to be the fight for rights. The face of enemy is unknown, the insurgents went away from the battlefield and butchered humankind in roads and markets. They adapted to new technology but discarded valor. They act so diminutive that each innocent unshielded victim seems gigantic to them. It’s a shame that this is our age. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes it occurs to me that the brave went extinct by the gift of democracy and the concept misused by the opportunists who guards the country in the name of government. The power is acquired by anything which is <b>not</b> virtue. The strategies and the means are sized to their comfort and the term <i>‘Politically Correct’ </i>was then discovered. </div></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-12903605605909102212010-05-16T15:01:00.001+05:302010-05-16T15:01:58.044+05:30Consecutive Greed<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Getting bribed has always been a sordid equation and mass manipulation at the same time. There could be many reasons for accepting a bribe but, what is making this trend common now-a-days? Answer is Inflation which has been criticized with mass protest blaming x, y, and z yet, the loophole overlooked. All corruptions begin from or lead to a vicious business of monetary transactions and the media showering of politically opinionated discussions. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Apart from the manifold consequences of inflation, one hardcore drill is a question generally occurring in the subconscious state – why one needs a bribe? Bribing is at times a synonym of aristocracy but the situation of accepting bribe is the pre-occupied brain where the devil builds a workshop gradually.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">If we begin with price-rise, each one of us is facing it and many are compromising to overcome this. It didn’t begin just yesterday, it has been here growing since years and the society has and is trying further to configure itself to cater to their basic necessities to begin with. The easy mode of decomposing the worries of inflation is the obvious trend of accepting bribes. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Let me take you to the world of a simple man named <i>Human</i> who had an honest income with a govt. job. He gets married to a beautiful lady and is blessed with 2 kids only, obliging to family planning needs. The kids grow and go to a value added school where the other kids of his society also go. May be a mismatch but has to manage his ego too. Every year the increasing school fees, extra large school expenses often demanded by school authorities for this and for that and also keeping his wife and family happy seemed to be his growing priority. Oh! It is just hard to protest the honesty of this simpleton. For the love of his family <i>Human</i> surrenders his commitments towards his job and refuses to deliver priority until a crispy package is sneaked beneath his working desk. Is he right! He has to meet the day to day expenses which his regular income cannot buy. Here <i>Human </i>ceases to be what his name implies or would be right to say that he grows to <i>Desire</i>.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Where did he go wrong? He has 2 kids which is advisable, a white collar job rendering a handsome income and a thoughtful decision before beginning with a family life. Then why was it difficult to send the kids to school, buy the basic necessities with this income? Thus his morbid journey which began with requirement then gradually became greed and more greed and on and on… and finally a habit. There is perhaps no ending to this for it is a vicious circle gripping so many to its fold. The situation around has seasoned this man in its flavor which is so strong that humanity is liquidated. Now he has a consistent habit and no regrets for this. With his habituated greed, he tarnishes off any obstacle with the same rule of bribing.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Going back to the point of his growing requirement, is there a way where we can give a different twist to the story? In the face of inflation can we keep his honesty intact? Perhaps someone from you can answer this! You never know when you become a victim. </div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-42665194007485369762010-05-10T20:40:00.004+05:302010-06-10T18:54:40.690+05:30Forfeited Satyameva Jayate<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">The accused has been acquitted and finally I lost my 5 years and 3 months old battle for justice. It won’t be enough to say justice delayed is justice denied. First let me lay down my frustration as I have been rudely denied justice by the Additional Magistrate. I will not call it unfair but, definitely that was an <b>INCOMPETENT JUDGMENT</b> pronounced today (10<sup>th</sup> of May 2010). </div>Perhaps no one will listen to me since everywhere bigger things are on everyone’s mind like Kasab, Ranjan Daimari and blah blah blah. But truly my agony has been dwarfed by the judiciary.<br />
The Additional Magistrate said that after going through all the evidences, statements and witnesses it seemed my ex- didn’t deserve conviction just like Fahim and Saubuddin where, everything is open yet lack of evidence. Don’t know what exactly he had read through but, all the medical bills were false, kept on lingering the matter with absurd excuses and so on. Even for not arriving at the court on due date many a times warrant had been issued against him.<br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">This was a matter of Husband wife where the latter, i.e. I have been tortured inside the four walls of privacy. <b>MAY I KNOW WHEN THE MAGISTRATE AND OTHER WITNESSES PRODUCED BY THEM, ENTERED MY BEDROOM TO UNDERSTAND THAT I HAVE NOT BEEN WRONGED?</b> What I had gone through is true but, the judicial system has made it false…the legal made illegal by the very judiciary… why? I never knew at the time of marriage that I will be immensely tortured and hence I am suppose to carry all the requirements to gather evidences like camera, tape recorder…</div><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Yes, the way out to this is further continue the case and appeal to the high court. Foot-n-a-half!! I don’t have either the money or patience to fight ahead and forcefully sit back being wronged again and again. Everything went on fine at the beginning then, where was the turn of events? Perhaps here - <a href="http://nandinikakoti.blogspot.com/2009/10/inside-satyameva-jayate.html">http://nandinikakoti.blogspot.com/2009/10/inside-satyameva-jayate.html </a></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">I know they are rich enough to pay from top to bottom and maybe this is it. There are many loopholes in this judgment which, if screwed would even put the Additional Magistrates (a couple of them were appointed during the span of 5 years) in trouble. I don’t have an option but to blog and shout out my agony, frustrations and so on. No, I have not been shattered….or may be.</span></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-40106667937124845102010-05-06T18:32:00.001+05:302010-05-06T18:40:03.811+05:30Kasab You Are Done<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="status-body"><span class="status-content"><span class="entry-content">Finally the verdict has been pronounced and Kasab will be hanged to death. Now every Indian has a reason to smile but, is this really the end of all? Justice has prevailed but neither is Kasab punished. Alyque Padamsee had rightly said (CNN IBN) that hanging Kasab is equal to making him a martyr and this is what they were here for - to die. So are we fulfilling the wishes of the <i>jehadis</i>? No doubt all charges on him are true and no matter what he had said in his defense. The bloodshed still fresh in the minds of each Indian and death is too little for him. Perhaps bigger punishment would have been life imprisonment.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="status-body"><span class="status-content"><span class="entry-content">We all know there is one bigger picture to this- the behind the scene actions. These young lads were mesmerized in the name of religion, assuring Heaven and life after death. It lets one wonder if these <i>jehadis</i> are literate enough to understand what religion is about or do they gulp what is fed to them. Kasab has to die even before he understands life as for the time being his emotional aptitude has been paralyzed in the name of religion. Death to a <i>jehadi</i> is like a soft touch of the feather and Kasab definitely deserves something harsh. Against thousands of chapters only one will be closed now. No loss and no gain. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="status-body"><span class="status-content"><span class="entry-content">Just flashing in me - what is Kasab's state of mind now after hearing the verdict..left alone!</span></span></span></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-79255246833267662362010-04-24T08:52:00.002+05:302010-04-24T10:14:43.183+05:30Kids & Cartoons<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuEvtAwcCYWNQwLK55UZFnPRB6SMJikoFrTlkD_7h6kfeXLU_u-rse68cBkplrS6m2jaRwOAl8ZzL6zWHQFnRry7aAZ4OqO0XmyBDtfxSoZMhWeVfPOqvtUc7_48SBuaU_g9Nq55AnT3g/s1600/19-03-10_2251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuEvtAwcCYWNQwLK55UZFnPRB6SMJikoFrTlkD_7h6kfeXLU_u-rse68cBkplrS6m2jaRwOAl8ZzL6zWHQFnRry7aAZ4OqO0XmyBDtfxSoZMhWeVfPOqvtUc7_48SBuaU_g9Nq55AnT3g/s200/19-03-10_2251.jpg" width="200" /></a>There is much hush hush at home these days.. Mom wants to watch her recipe shows, I want news, Dad wants something more local and my son would stick on to his cartoon channels. Can u imagine when all wants to watch their favs at the same time... huh!.. only one TV set and so one winner...definitely this is my little 7 yr old dynamite taking advantage of all the love showered on him and this parameter acts as an edge to is win win attitude. This isn't all about simply watching.. he has to watch from the nearest distance and that BEN10 shows... grrrr!... He needs to enact them as well.. the bed becomes more or less a battle ground.. constant teething and those noisy gestures as DHHHISSS DHHHISSSDHHHISSSDHHHISSS.. and some kind of English.. sorry I don't understand them.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Gosh!.. M pushed to the streets of all the markets in genuine search of Ben10 dresses, pencil box, bags, watches and more watches... you are invited to my house to pick up anything that is not BEN10..hahhahha... U won't find anything beyond it.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I wonder what is so much with these cartoon characters than an Aamir and Sharukh or Tom Cruise. Is it with only my kid or everyone who has a young man growing up at their homes. My son can spend the whole day with these cartoon characters without eating and sleeping..OH! Studies...just forget it...anything else!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The other day I spoke to him about Amar Chitra Katha.. (those were our days).. he quickly changed the channel.. again what is with BEN10 that Amar Chitra Katha is not appealing to him? I see that he is rather beginning to form his behaviour like one of those BEN10 guys... These kids worship them and considers them heroes. These fictitious characters have evolved over a period of time and taken the place of Ramayana, Mahabharata etc. Is it good or bad?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Most of all this is affecting his behavior and we feel helpless.. Just ask him something and the reply would be more often like fire... So right now I don't see a solution to this.. Tried to get rid of the channels but tantrums.. head over heels.... da da da.. So it seems this is gonna be everlasting saga...</div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-60615200054314990172010-04-19T11:37:00.001+05:302010-07-14T05:50:19.764+05:30Necessitating Morals Education in Schools<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> This article was also published in The Assam Tribune:<br />
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The once flourishing social grandeur of a society is fast losing its meaning and fear is that the social structure might enormously vanish some day. Several explanations have been given to this societal circumstance and one such reason can be assigned to the loss of morale at individual level. Despite of escalation in literacy rates, there is a visible depression in value education resulting in behavioural degradation which, again is fed by lack of sensation. This value education or morals science should be taught in schools from the primary level in order to mold an individual into an acceptable human being. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;">Even though morals education begins at home and in religious institutions as well, it is indispensable to teach moral lessons and values in schools also. In </span><st1:country-region><st1:place><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;">India</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal;">, the world's largest school i.e. City Montessori School in Lucknow succeeds by focusing on globalism and morality yet, there are many public schools which have not introduced this subject as an integral part of their curriculum. They lean on conventional system of education only and stress much on surface competition. There is no doubt these schools excel in academics but, the moral growth of these children have not been assured. Who guarantees the future of such a nation where its newer generations breed within a mechanized system! The responsibility lies clear on the shoulders of the educators however, the latter are subjugated by political leaders.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>During the past few years, teaching morals and values in public schools has been a frequently discussed topic. More often, a discussion on the subject rather explodes political manifestation resulting in adjournment of the issue. This happens mostly due to the debate which arises from the failure to distinguish between morals education from religious education. The recent criticism by minority groups in Madhya Pradesh regarding its Chief Minister’s decision to introduce mandatory lessons of Bhagvat Gita in schools of the state can be exemplified in this context. In a secular country like <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>, imparting religious lessons of a particular religion in educational institutes would rear communal disharmony.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">First, it is important to keep in mind that this discipline is separate from religious studies. Morals Science teaches values and ethics, it helps a child to build up strong ideals like honesty, courage, humility, kindness, generosity, and patriotism. It teaches man about retrospection, to be his own watchdog and he is responsible only to himself. He cherishes his wisdom after attaining a certain age by virtue of his childhood nourishment. The opposite is true when unethical behaviour shapes up within the sub-conscious state of a man abated from value education at an early age. He remains incapable of judgment and often trapped in undesirable circumstances. The demeaning news about a text book which had been published with the picture of Jesus Christ holding a beer can and a cigarette and which had also been distributed in schools of Shillong is one such example. The publisher failed to judge the outcome of his deeds and has meted out with the consequences of it.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>Most schools have eliminated Morals Science from their program of study and <i>children are left to discover their own code for living</i>. At a tender age they will not be able to distinguish between right and wrong without moral values being formally imbibed in them. It is seen that children religiously or blindly follow their teachers and this mannerism can be utilised for a child’s moral growth too. Their minds and attitudes are forming as they grow and they learn these from both adults and peers but, especially from adults. This is because of the human propensity to respect and obey authority figures, a trait that is impressed into children very early in life. Ronald Regan, former President of United States, said about education's basic purpose: “We're beginning to realize, once again, that education at its core is more than just teaching our young the skills that are needed for a job, however important that is. It's also about passing on to each new generation the values that serve as the foundation and cornerstone of our free democratic society--patriotism, loyalty, faithfulness, courage, the ability to make the crucial moral distinctions between right and wrong, the maturity to understand that all that we have and achieve in this world comes first from a beneficent and loving God.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>The essence of education cannot be achieved without core values being inducted into the early educational curriculum. As a result of this incomplete system, innumerable adverse occurrences have been headlined in the recent past. Increase in amoral behaviour like juvenile delinquency, suicides committed by young children, use of prohibited drugs, racist attitude etc. has become a regular phenomenon in the society. All these will grow with them which can worsen to the extent leading to fatal consequences at a later age like engaging in corruption, drug trafficking and many more illegal undertakings. Imagine a country run by a pack of leaders without self-discipline and integrity - It will be easy for any rival state to take control of such a system and ruin the orientation of that nation. Therefore, these incidents are admonishments to prevent further negative growth of the society at large. Benjamin Franklin, one of the Founding Fathers of the <st1:country-region><st1:place>United States of America</st1:place></st1:country-region> believed that “Only a virtuous people are capable of freedom. As nations become corrupt and vicious, they have more need of masters. . . . Nothing is of more importance for the public weal than to form and train up youth in wisdom and virtue.” </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>Mainstream subject like history does carry some moral attributes through the briefings of principles and philosophies disseminated by kings and rulers of the historical age. This was possible for leaders were also educators of the society like King Ashoka, Lachit Borphukan, Mahatma Gandhi, DR. Radhakrishnan, Swami Vivekananda, Jawaharlal Nehru, Benjamin Franklin, Sarojini Naidu, Annie Besant etc. However, as history is advancing the citation of ethical learning within the subject is gradually shrinking and can further worsen as an impact of the giving by twenty-first century leaders. Therefore, reliance on this subject alone will be of little or no help in grooming a child as the next generation leader.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>Technological advancement has laid a variety of avenues like the internet for mass growth. However, this creates equal chances of positive and negative growth and to differentiate between these and to choose the right direction for treading depends on individual perception. This means, after a technology is developed, its proper utilization apart from technical know-how, is based on ethical insight. This again falls back on primary education by which the thought process of an individual is shaped and motivated.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>Therefore, a call for mandatory moral education in primary schools is need of the hour to redeem the generations born in this high-tech world. Educators and guardians should initiate in this regard and also be vigilant to keep political interventions at bay for successful results.</div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-69395237519956874132010-04-18T10:02:00.000+05:302010-04-18T10:02:55.259+05:30Vanilla Twilight- Owl City (with lyrics)<object style="background-image: url("http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/uLEvB9ONCT0/hqdefault.jpg");" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLEvB9ONCT0&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLEvB9ONCT0&hl=en_US&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-80988913952468215662010-03-30T07:11:00.000+05:302010-03-30T07:11:49.608+05:30Just Sharing Natures' Beauty<span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,clean,sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><b style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><i style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"></span></i></span></span></span><span style="color: #7030a0; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="font-size: 13pt; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"> </span></span></span></b></span></span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,clean,sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri,Verdana,Helvetica,Arial; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><b style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="color: #7030a0; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><i style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;">Amorphophallus</span> Titanum</i> (Rio Blanco , Veracruz , Mexico ) Thursday, October 8, 2009, 8:49 PM</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"> <br style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;" /> </span></span><span style="color: #7030a0; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="font-size: 13pt; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">The largest flower in the world was blossoming in Rio Blanco , Veracruz , Mexico . Two meters high and weighing 75 kilos, it has the peculiarity of blooming only during three days every 40 years. You'd only see it once or twice in a lifetime! </span></span></span></span></b></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-lzwaRUJrVLwPgz6u9PXvllCbazMVxCFLGHA7eKtwdeP6lyyXKfNeM7_1LAQ65xcF_JlCZwvvKtJWBm-9n6KxPveCqvoqqM7XopmITArBDBoGNzebW-YnYm0BUvMgqHnlXy9YViwuOsMH/s1600/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-lzwaRUJrVLwPgz6u9PXvllCbazMVxCFLGHA7eKtwdeP6lyyXKfNeM7_1LAQ65xcF_JlCZwvvKtJWBm-9n6KxPveCqvoqqM7XopmITArBDBoGNzebW-YnYm0BUvMgqHnlXy9YViwuOsMH/s640/image.jpg" width="424" /></a></div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-40595756196265696032010-03-26T12:48:00.000+05:302010-03-26T12:48:54.394+05:30Indias' Pride and Glory...LOSTOh! Common…. Do we need them anymore…. ND Tiwari, Sibbu Soren, Chautala and family and hell to spell Rathod, oh! I need to mention Abha – the wife cum lawyer…. Grrr Grrr! What are these old rags doing out everywhere from media to private lives…. A game of sex in Raj Bhawan , a king rises all of a sudden with his past to give a damn to public…rusting CM’s post….Rathod backed by Chautala and his family….Trash them! Can u gulp so much news together in one single day? It might so happen that all will be dumped for good only to make room for more spices...lol…<br />
Its time decision needs to be taken by young India, yes! after such bold dadaji stunts, the decision cannot be put in the hands of another dadaji or uncleji. Let Ruchika live in the hearts of the young blood.<br />
India has much to face… terror, natural calamities etc. but the irony is that the safety gauge of such a vulnerable country lies with the most ‘submissive’ netas. ‘Submissive’ not to our nation but to WOMEN. Should we let this continue into discussions and meetings and issue warnings and all those fundas to save a neta? Or just step on to a decision.<br />
To all the dadajis and Unclejis …the world is mocking at us, we can no more boast about our culture… move to your private lives and make room for our young generation… what an example you have set…the young generation refuses to swallow your dirt… phew! All of you have grown to be rotten rags, just hope your kin is away from this unlike Ajay Chautala. Hats off to Arnab Goswami who successfully grilled him and look at his stubborn attitude, instead of answering the nation merrily walks off… and his expressions…lol a proud deed…. Shame shame... where are you leading us? We will not follow you...<br />
...And here is BONUS by Mulayam...the whistling AT WOMEN trend set by him and add to<i> India's pride & and glory</i> and disgusting the way he has supporters.. all are sadist leaders.. they are so to quench their thirst and not for the nation as a whole. Amazing the way his supporters want to whistle along with him.. Parliament will be for.......<b>"............."</b>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-62882734635611838032010-03-11T23:31:00.002+05:302010-09-05T11:59:56.361+05:30Social Media and Communication<span class="status-body"><span class="entry-content"> <a class="tweet-url web" href="http://www.assamtribune.com/scripts/showpage.asp?id=mar1110,6,414,111,1011,810" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://www.assamtribune.com/scripts/showpage.asp?id=mar1110,6,414,111,1011,810</a></span></span><br />
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</style>In the simplest terms Social Media can be described as a medium for social communication. Unlike other media where communication is more often one way, social media is a two-way platform which gives power to the common people to establish their opinion on any given subject. An amalgamation of technology and human society, this instrument has become an ardent tool for most of us. It has changed the philosophy of the use of internet. It is a breakaway from its monologue use of retrieving information only, as it allows us to share pictures, videos and audio and even interact by means of making friends, commenting on blogs, voting for news articles etc. Recollecting data from various studies it has been found that 3 out of 4 Americans uses internet technology and 2/3 of the global internet population visits networking sites. The figures will be as exciting if we calculate the time spent by us on social networks in a day. In the words of Rupert Murdoch, Global Media Entrepreneur, “Technology is shifting the power away from the editors, the publishers, the establishment, the media elite. Now its the people who are in control.” <br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">From a range of top entrepreneurs, politicians, media personnel, celebrities etc. to the common people around the globe have chosen the social Media as a mode of communication. Recently his holiness Dalai Lama too had officially joined Twitter, the most sought after Social Media tool. It has also become a trend with business entrepreneurs merging their brands into the <st1:place><st1:placetype>ocean</st1:placetype> of <st1:placename>Social Media</st1:placename></st1:place> and getting feedback through tools like the TweetDeck, SocialMentions, Google Alerts, RSS etc. in order to enhance their sales structure. In fact it is much easier to communicate with their prospective buyers / clients etc. and to know public views as well. With this they improvise on their business strategies too. So conversations are better than campaigns.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">However, it should not be mistaken with marketing toolkit for it will be more appropriate to consider Social Media as a communication channel.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Although a lot of users believe that Social media is not productive however, it has emerged as a handy research tool in many spheres. Social news sites, business entrepreneurs etc. has used this as a survey panel to figure out who was reading what and what they thought of it. Dozens of social networking sites have given rise to potentially useful information that can be included in the information professional's toolkit. Participants worldwide contribute to and collaborate in readily available online discussions, creating new knowledge bases even though these are not yet fully recognized as information sources.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Even in the field of education this has become popular by its use in schools and universities through interactive, online classrooms. The world is changing and students are demanding more. Many of the benefits of institutional learning can now be accomplished via Social Media. There is a shift in education and more and more educational institutes are adapting to online education for better and easy mode of imparting knowledge. This gives the students wider opportunities for self expression, sharing enthusiasm for common interest, easy access to experts and personalities, enhance personal and professional reputations, build and share skills and much more. With this concept educators are no longer the gatekeepers of knowledge. Now the students can choose whom and how many persons to reach out. Thus, the role of education has changed also in the context that there are more experienced co-creators rather than employers. Social media serves as guides as students shape their own paths.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>Not only at home do we use internet but we are carrying a version of it in our pockets too. The technology behind this new mode of social interaction is <i>Web 2.0</i>, which is a social web, a process to put us into the web. This is not only about gathering information available on the internet but, connecting and interacting with a wide world. This technology has been profoundly made user friendly with methodologies such as <st1:city><st1:place>AJAX</st1:place></st1:city> which becomes central to the idea of Web 2.0. <st1:city><st1:place>AJAX</st1:place></st1:city>, which stands for Asynchronous JavaScript and XML, allows websites to communicate with the browser behind the scenes and without human interaction. This means we don't have to click on something for the web page to do something. Much as this has become the trending topic, the next evolution of the web has already begun and the world awaits the new concept of <i>Web 3.0</i>. In brief it can be said that it is the growth of ‘smaller vertical social networks’, or social networks with a purpose. This especially will be dominated by business houses where they can help grow their businesses. It is a fact that peer-to-peer recommendations carry far more weight than any advertiser or celebrity endorsement. This concept of recommendations will be then carried online instead of offline. Although the general Websites like FaceBook and MySpace will exist yet, users will migrate to smaller vertical sites that better match their needs. Users will be able to share views on products while advertisers will need personal recommendations in order to get users attention. Then in the next phase advertisers will use tools like video to create a more visually stimulating experience. Internet has already seen development of some of the Web 3.0 applications like Twine, Google Squared, Google Wave and Mozilla Ubiquity.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">In Social Media age is a factor. Here is a quick review on the study of overall usage pattern based on age groups: <i>Ages 12 to 25</i> prefers more mobile social media tools, such as SMS / txt and mobile oriented social media tools. This bracket also spends more time on MySpace, followed by NetLog and Bebo in <st1:place>Europe</st1:place>. The group between <i>Ages 25-45</i> crosses over in a mix between Web-based and mobile usage. Mobile usage of social tools seems to be around Twitter, Blackberry messenger or iPhone applications. The group between Ages <i>46-55</i> more often sticks to the Web rarely using SMS / txt messaging. This group is likely to print and read a document on paper rather than reading it on a monitor. They are more distrustful of social media and the content therein. Their approach to content creation is textual and rarely visual through video and images. From <i>Ages 55 and over</i> we see fairly regular use of Social Media and this seems to be driven as the result of familial communications. New tools are not easily adopted and this age range is more politically conservative and traditional in their media consumption habits.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p></o:p>Public relations, customer service, loyalty-building, collaboration, networking and much more power is served by this wonderful instrument called Social Media. Its time to harness these powers and mediate the best reasons each one of us has to share with the world. Some popular Social media tools are Techcrunch, MySpace, Flixster, Facebook, Digg, Propeller, Twitter, Stumbleupon, YouTube, Flickr, Last.FM, Wikipedia, Wikia, Orkut, IBNLive, TimesNow etc. <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> has also added its name in bringing up a common platform to the society and <i>myassam.net</i> is already growing popular as a Social Media tool. So media power has been diverted to the hands of the consumer and without ‘misusing’ it, this tool should be utilized responsibly by the users.</div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-82267609816086733762010-03-10T18:50:00.000+05:302010-03-10T18:50:11.059+05:30Political Benchmark set in VillagesHow have you heard of these people – Shivkumari, Preeti Karosiya and the latest Dehiram Moran? They are the ones to have moved media from different villages yet, for the same reason. For once their houses have been much in demand than a seat in the parliament - Now, can you figure out their relation with media! Until yesterday these people have been living a normal life where I and you knew them as fellow human beings. But today we clearly distinguish them to be the Dalits, OBCs etc. It is the politicos who have earmarked them by their visits to village houses and have been making news by eating and sleeping there… How this becomes news I am yet to understand… why it isn’t news when I and you share our table with them in a food joint or visit our friend’s and neighbors?<br />
The wooing has turned into hooting as the frequency of these ‘divine’ acts have been increasing. First it was Rahul Gandhi, followed by BJP President Nitin Gadkari and now once again its news by the newly appointed BJP President of Assam, Ranjit Dutta. These are <i><b>certainly not examples</b></i> and needless to mention what these politicians have in their minds, I am sure the food was of taste and these visits are a joy to the villagers. However, the brand created by this stratum has become an obligation for these villagers for they are perhaps left with no choice in the next elections.<br />
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<i><b>For the Dalits, by the Politicos! </b></i>Yes, after being laughed at by the educated class, suddenly they remember that India lives in villages… of course they do, but definitely not at your cost! I even know some breeds live in the parliament, some in tall and broad buildings and some in dark rooms but, where does the general class live? <br />
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I got to mention here that somehow, I do feel that Rahul Gandhi has been genuine and his march started about two years back. Probably the applause earned by him raised the greed of others and little did they know about the criticism and mockery that were following them. Our most leaders are not even innovative and unable to think on genuine strategies for the welfare of the nation as a whole. So, on what basis do we elect them? After they are done with the election processes they confine themselves to the parliament until they hit upon a publicity stunt- for they know, they can make news anyhow. Recently, I had the opportunity to meet Tara Gandhi Bhattacharjee and she has rightly opined that media should give more importance to the citizens and highlight their problems as ‘problems’ rather than creating sensational news. I agree with her since, mostly media coverage is defined by some mal- educated politicos with a garbage of synthetic news.<br />
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First of all, be it print media or the electronic media, the advertisements and commercials eat up large space and time with little room left for news and views and, this leftover space too, seems ruthless to the readers and viewers. Headlines have become hot - lines and media mission has changed its course. Are we directly / indirectly supporting this deviation? Or should the question be who is more powerful – politicians or media???Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-90048157983689945322009-12-05T20:51:00.001+05:302009-12-05T20:53:48.576+05:30What the fidelity! The ULFA Chapter today<b> SHAME SHAME GUWAHATIANS!</b><br />
The same venue where a huge bombardment on the 30th of October 2009 perished several lives dumping humanity into the folds of faith, it is the CJM court of Guwahati. Today the 5th day of December 2009 in the evening hours some undisciplined crowd gathered at the same venue for a glimpse of those ULFA leaders, which the Bangladesh Govt. had handed over to India, to be produced in the court. Aurobindo Rajkhowa and his disciples. Should have seen the push and pull in the crowd as though some legendary personalities were about to step down from a private chopper. Alas! This was it, a mini bus carrying all these extremist but heroes. For once I thought that the crowd was to mock at them for their shameful acts of killing hundreds of people but, yes it’s a but, from the crowd where gestures cheering the presence of these arrested extremists “ULFA ZINDABAD” I was horrified to see and hear this! Can’t believe it, somewhere during the past several years, directly or indirectly each one’s near and dear one’s have been victim of such mortifying attacks.Yet why the crowd still loves them, or were they the manipulated crowd gathered by the friends and relatives of these unscrupulous elements? I could even see them bestowed with the <i>Gamusa</i> as a mark of respect… eeeeks! They still deserve it!!! What is happening? How can anyone forget that Guwahati which had been reddened one year back? Such is the empathy of the people and to top it look at the proud passes of Rajkhowa, who clearly stated that they were not here to surrender but have been arrested and with handcuffs peace talks were next to impossible… WOW!!!! This is why they are heroes. Now India needs someone as hard as them to tackle the upcoming situations, someone to suppress this ardent attitude. Of course those that have suffered huge losses at their hands, the general people want early peace, we want that when we go out of our houses, we return safe. Hence will it be worth to express my concern to the Govt. not to delay with the possible outcome?Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-66518968814171118152009-11-29T14:48:00.000+05:302009-11-29T14:48:40.029+05:30IRRATIONAL VERSION OF DEMOCRACY IN INDIA<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal"><st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>’s democratic period is short lived. It begins at the commencement of any election, survives through the voting process and ends there itself, doesn’t even last till the results are declared. <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">WE voted you for your promises, we chose you because we believe in you. You promised to make our lives better, you promised a beautiful India for us, BUT TODAY I HAD TO PEEP BACK INTO MY DICTIONARY TO CHECK OUT THE MEANING OF DEMOCRACY. Today, I again read the literary connotation of this term, tightly packed inside the pages. I feel since many years democracy has been suppressed inside the D order of dictionary and what we have survived with till date is just a mirror image of it. Wanted to check my thought process on this but, from time to time autocracy in diplomatic formats have appeared from the bags of almost all the political parties who corresponds to the wider practice of equality. Do I need to name a few? BJP, RJD, MNS or Shiv Sena (I think same stuff), Trinamool… ok, these are only examples. Not even scholars and sports personnel have spared themselves, no wonder the sports authority of <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> is studded with questions about the gloomy sporting spirit of Indian players!<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Think about the scholars of yesteryears who had the mighty power of the pen to bring in the best out of those hammering days of British Raj. And today the blessed brains have allowed the political bug to nibble them to insanity. These are dignitaries of <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> but no moral can be drawn from their methodology, for today politics is the prop of the criminals of yesterday too. Wherever opportunity flashes, it seeps its way to a battleground, be it the parliament or the news channel office, both of which are exemplary structures of democracy. The recent uprisings in both these houses have mocked the very foundation of democratic <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>. It has gone beyond shame and how happy must be the ghosts of those that made <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> bleed during the freedom struggle. The irony is that politicians are quarreling, scholars are outlining logic and the criminals have become mentors of the state of affairs, tables turned!<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Freedom of Media is shaken many a times or always. Questions and debates are conducted yet the participants or the host of such shows have no idea that they are only giving smiles to those who love an autocratic system in the veil of Democracy. I LOL away such shows where editing sieves away the democratic content from the shows.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Here we experience Democracy in the format of BY the People, FOR THE POLITICIANS & OF THE POLITICIANS. Now what obstacles are on the way for full practice of democracy in <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>? This will continue to be debated now and then without intimidating the autocrats of the season. Globalization, nuclear power etc. are other side effects showered upon us. I wonder, with this mirage of democratic syndrome, how far <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> can survive the blows from <st1:country-region><st1:place>China</st1:place></st1:country-region> and <st1:country-region><st1:place>Pakistan</st1:place></st1:country-region> or for that matter any other country.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">If I have to conclude, then I need to continue telling that <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region> is yet to experience democracy. Give us the democratic aura even after the elections gets over. <br />
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Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-42046466745535777812009-11-21T20:44:00.001+05:302011-02-11T23:16:35.986+05:30A Differently Abled Child at Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">If at all my words makes sense it is possible that this is not half of the ordeal we have been through in the last 34 years. What is different? She talks like me, she thinks like me, she feels like me, she is emotional, she feels the cold, she knows what needs to be done in summers, she laughs like me, she weeps like me… yet she is different. Her heart and mind are of just a 5 year old and it never grew beyond that. She is still that little child. Maybe all cannot understand how trying it is to have a child who is different, who is not normal or more so who is differently abled.<br />
As a closed knit family we have been so happy and I along with my two sisters had a very blessed childhood. Soon my parents’ toughest battle started and they were not aware or didn’t accept at that time that this is a life long struggle and perhaps will continue even after that. The realization that my younger sister cannot continue her studies further in a normal school. At that time her age was just 5 years and to go beyond K.G. class was not possible. She was unable to grasp things after a certain stage and the principal nun of that school called my parents to say so. Here was a shock, my parents were so ignorant, and tried to find the roots as to what went amiss. I am too less with words of expression, me and my elder sister were too young to even get the vibes of our parents agony. I cannot recall that day and for how many more days they must have ran from here to there in search of truth. Went back to the doctor in whose hands my sister was born, a very much normal delivery. The doctor is my dad’s cousin and definitely took utmost care in everything. The reasons couldn’t help in her treatment and we had one option and that is to go with the truth. Should I skip writing my parents’ those moments? Has anyone gone through such torments? Can anyone give me some words to describe?<br />
Now what, at play I would be guiding her and keep a constant vigil, all I knew was that she is different. Often my lil’ troop makes fun of her inability to play a game well, where I stood fighting for her and wouldn’t allow anyone to even come near her. She was the angel of our house and her protection was the foremost duty for us two sisters. Gradually we learnt to live with the shortcomings before we learnt that she is differently abled. From medical treatment to <i>tantrik</i> tricks we have not spared a chance to see her as one like us. Don’t know how much money has flown away for our one wish and that to without seeing a pinch of success. <br />
Ok much later we learnt that she cannot be cured 100% but sure to a lot if proper methods were adopted. Sometimes she is very sweet, sometimes aggressive, all in various moods which seemed difficult to understand. It was a struggle for all of us to keep her happy, simple she wanted love, and she understands only the language of love. To understand the gravity at large I even attended workshops whenever feasible for me. <br />
She wants to talk, speak out everything in her heart, she goes to a special school and wants to share all her day to day activities. All we need is give her attention. Sometimes it’s very difficult to cope up as we too are also preoccupied, and do feel guilty of not being able to take care as required. To move over the social stigma was not easy, and still we find it difficult to confront certain sections of the society. To answer in-numerous questions of these people, Gosh! Ask me how much effort is required to tell them that they are harmless, love them and you can mean the world to them.<br />
I know she also has a dream of having her own family, maybe she too wants a man in her life who would pamper her, love her, but is this possible? I sometimes feel she wants to express such things, knowing that it is not possible I can only change the topic to more of a childish play. We are trying to make each day a happy one for her, for us, don’t know the success rate yet and maybe we will not count and look back either. Now that years have gone by we are still not sure of what we finally want to see.<br />
She is just one child in the house and there are so many around, and the families must have gone through the same. We need to single out what is special about them, in many and major aspects they are not you and me, let us count on their capabilities and enhance them, only we can make place for them. Let us make some time for them. Let us love them.</div>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-35281671056370368012009-11-12T21:00:00.002+05:302009-12-01T17:38:31.704+05:30Online Scams…. My Story<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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</style>Albeit the number of times discussion on online scams here are some encounters which I surfaced to during the last couple of days. No doubt there is a super flow of emails where surprisingly without applying anywhere my ID win lotteries and blah blah … of course I was not caught with these gimmicks and be intelligent to understand that no one is going to pay for nothing that you have done.
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">The great recession too is approached with creative scores by these scammers where original letter heads of reputed organizations are used with true copy of agreement but mind you… if interested then send back mails in private IDs and not to company email IDs… Gosh! I was almost caught with this one… thanks to a timely article in an online edition of Times of India which brushed my apprehensions. Now to mention those scammers with AFF links in their profiles to increase their hits in such adult portals have flooded the internet from time to time.
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">To be more lucent with my idea of doing this blog here is one incident from where I give into being internet savvy, especially if you are a woman… look back if you were ever trapped within your innocence. The social portals have much to offer and friends can be just great ones dressed with cool attitudes, God fearing and those who never fail to sprinkle sweetness in the most adverse moments.
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Mostly Nigerians working as a team, these elements move at a slow pace to meet their ultimate goal after convincing their candor…all are fakes and some use pics of white origin to establish their point. Even if they claim to be situated in <st1:country-region><st1:place>UK</st1:place></st1:country-region> or elsewhere, if a proper check is done one can easily see their location as <st1:country-region><st1:place>Nigeria</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Usually trying to catch single women for their own convenience for they are easy catches. Well! To reveal here my bit…nah! Absolutely not, I was ever trapped with anyone. By the time this one person entered my arena I was already aware of scammers.
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Naturally my digging nature allowed him to gradually grow with the friendship where both our goals were met…his plans for scams and mine to pull him out of the shell. Oh! The jolly good hunk was finally in need of money and I was closer to my destination and in the mean time I extracted all data about this fella from the internet. Now what? I agreed to pay him as much as he wants and asked him how should I be sending the sum and here it goes… all his account details was in my mails… Ok here the situation wasn’t really to the mark…he was sued from that particular social portal with reason being a scammer, that’s it.
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Wished the data could have been utilized to break the racket… Phew! He still exists in other sites and maybe in the look out for new catches… BTW, later on many similar profiles which I believe are either the same or his gang members, both men and women started visiting my arena…until a few days this continued….
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">I still feel if rightly approached a new dimension will be discovered in search for scammers.
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Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-17026591669688694772009-11-04T20:01:00.001+05:302009-11-04T20:01:23.169+05:30Security Malice & The Common Man<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Our PM deeply regrets the death of Sumit Verma a kidney patient of <st1:city><st1:place>Chandigarh</st1:place></st1:city> and in his letter to the family states that "I have issued instructions so that in future authorities are more sensitive to the concerns of the common man while imposing such restrictions for reasons of security,"<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Who should be blamed? The PM, the security planners, the state ministers or who else can be dragged and made a scapegoat. He writes to the family of the deceased just a case handled by media.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Since you started sitting behind tinted glasses and drove away at a super speed, Mr. PM forgot the woes of the commons who suffer amidst such security measures. The entire VIP Mandal has brought such traumatic situation in different places at various times. The state or regional drama is at its fullest to make the visiting VIPs happy even though at the cost of the common man’s security, health, time etc.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">I was once trapped in such a situation when the President was on her visit to <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Traffic was brought to a halt in evening hours through the route from airport and I had to travel 2 hrs back home after the day’s work and with me was thousands of passengers waiting who suffered the same issue. There was not a trace of any city bus from hours before her flight landed and it continued till late in the night perhaps until she left the city. At that time there was none who thought for the Janta. I wonder how come it didn’t click in the mind of the highest authority of the country as to why the streets were so clean or was this effect of population control! Until and unless one sees the natural happenings within a city, how do we expect one to bring solutions to our grievances?<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Another similar incident took place when her highness Sonia Gandhi visited. The entire city was in a chaos, how & where the traffic was diverted no one knew and as a result of these there was hours of traffic jam. This started in the morning hours and continued till late in the afternoon. Oh! The lil’ kids were returning from school and in the scorching heat with hungry bellies had to wait for hours to get back home. The pain that these kids or the rest had to face was no one’s issue but Sonia Ji khush hai. Many must have reached their work place late risking their jobs… who will answer the boss?<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Sumit Verma is just one case in the entire nation and thanks to media who made it so national. I believe the media surge will not end here and more truth will be uncovered with similar symptoms.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;">Wait! the story doesn’t end here, in the city the movements of the ‘state level’ VIPs is no less torturous when traffic is halted until the CM’s or other ministers convoy passes off and mind you this can happen at any time of the day. Our time, money & health… Phew! Care two hoots! Lekin Janta vote dete rahna! Never stop voting.<br />
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Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-83501348891564071382009-10-27T11:19:00.000+05:302009-10-27T11:19:08.959+05:30INSIDE 'SATYAMEVA JAYATE'<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_bDyzdWcl0bmsAUbw4nydb4L_PYKWttQrvYC-6BVV1vYygdC6B_37P4osPfJFtqbgBxyYdLlpPkcc1wBbqNaWmfJXtsqsVJAXCGRYWMvkLdGkjp_4Huvp-GRR7EDPNFpViz3G6F0dbs5w/s1600-h/415093674_edddb13446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_bDyzdWcl0bmsAUbw4nydb4L_PYKWttQrvYC-6BVV1vYygdC6B_37P4osPfJFtqbgBxyYdLlpPkcc1wBbqNaWmfJXtsqsVJAXCGRYWMvkLdGkjp_4Huvp-GRR7EDPNFpViz3G6F0dbs5w/s200/415093674_edddb13446.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>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.<br />
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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.<br />
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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.<br />
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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!<br />
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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?<br />
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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…<br />
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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?<br />
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<b>WILL SATYA MEVA JAYATE HAVE A VALUE THEN?</b>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-50763496897549771982009-10-25T13:51:00.001+05:302009-11-13T16:57:42.474+05:30Preponed 'Mahapralay' of Assam<div style="text-align: center;"><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="PlaceName" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="PlaceType" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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</div><b>The state of <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region>, abode of beauty is surrounded by lush greenery, rivers, mountains and <i>BANGLADESHIS</i>.</b> <br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Where the world is witnessing symptoms of ‘Mahapralay’ ‘Mahavinash’ the various forms of mass destruction like the floods, global warming, earthquakes etc. <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> is not lagging behind either and sees its Mahavinash with the never ending Bangladeshi infiltration. <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">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.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">This is an old issue of <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> and from the political desk of <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> through <st1:city><st1:place>Delhi</st1:place></st1:city>, 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.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Many of the fits of terror in <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> have the roots somewhere in <meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">the minds of the </span>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.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">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.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Let us have an overview of some facts related to this <meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">(from sources)</span>… <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> shares 272 Kms porous border with <st1:country-region><st1:place>Bangladesh</st1:place></st1:country-region> which is unfenced. Everyday about 6000 illegal infiltrators enter the state. The migrants become farmhands or river fishermen in villages.<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 10" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;"> In towns they are often construction workers or rickshaw pullers and many of the women folk are engaged as maids and construction workers too. </span> 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 <st1:country-region><st1:place>India</st1:place></st1:country-region>. 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.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Shouting will leave faded echoes…unless we the people of <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> 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.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">With the bullet speed of infiltration I lay my fears here and even before 2012, <st1:country-region><st1:place>Assam</st1:place></st1:country-region> might drown in the <st1:place><st1:placetype>river</st1:placetype> of <st1:placename>Bangladeshi Migrants</st1:placename></st1:place>.<br />
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Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363864171204445634.post-23782184566246282802009-10-07T19:03:00.000+05:302009-10-07T19:47:10.619+05:30Funsurance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_PlGY5wv_HRIU11LCtKJ-ThkGTw6I2thZijINY_gmG77P2SHhA3fWpL7c-EhvEkV2zkE5Z33eAtScxC2SlaUrbfVDfNXUtKH6KniF4tkrlRPiAnUKxOZykvLxjXfAz19MrO_pddKDFbec/s1600-h/love_in_the_internet_era_42935.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_PlGY5wv_HRIU11LCtKJ-ThkGTw6I2thZijINY_gmG77P2SHhA3fWpL7c-EhvEkV2zkE5Z33eAtScxC2SlaUrbfVDfNXUtKH6KniF4tkrlRPiAnUKxOZykvLxjXfAz19MrO_pddKDFbec/s320/love_in_the_internet_era_42935.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><i>A lil bit of gig wid acquaintances... A common type of character over the internet...</i><br />
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<b>Critical Analysis of Fundamentals Adopted by Self-Styled Internet Romeo Alfred Fernando Montech (AFM)</b> <i>(name changed)</i><br />
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<b>Definition of AFM:</b> 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.<br />
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<b>Critical Analysis:</b><br />
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. <br />
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If assumed intelligent, AFM uses this instrument while framing emails meant only for ladies, lucky enough it always clicks. That’s his pleasure.<br />
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When those mails pre-occupy the hearts of women 24*7 hrs, AFM resumes his unmasked real form, i.e. sadistic pleasure.<br />
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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.<br />
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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.<br />
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A little girlish by nature when it comes to quarrel and is very good at this too.<br />
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Signs of maturity are high only when resuming the mask.<br />
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Lack of thinking while throwing words which can be good or bad but either ways is harmful for a woman.<br />
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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.<br />
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AFM forgets that he is not more than a villain in cases where two people are having a congenial relation within the marriage.<br />
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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.<br />
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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. <br />
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FULL HOUSE, FULL ADVANCEMENTS, BUT VALUE - LESS FRIEND.<br />
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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. <br />
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<i>THIS OUR AFM!</i><br />
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<b>Advertisement… </b>New players in the game developed by AFM is solicited. <br />
Important is ASL, Age limit: no bar, marital status- no bar, gender-female compulsory because the team leader is heterosexual. <br />
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<i>P. S. Chances of deducing from the above article by AFM: she is crazy/ she has gone nuts*</i><br />
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<b>COPYRIGHT© </b>Nandinikakotihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16734436541952174712noreply@blogger.com1