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Terrorism Unabated.

Indonesian capital Djakarta was a victim of a bomb blast today. Six people lost their lives. The two high end hotels Ritz and Marriott were targeted. Incidentally these two hotels are owned by the same person.

These two hotels are run with great caution. The security is at its best.How did this happen?The perplexed state of affairs is prevailing.No one is able to decipher what it is all about? What for these two hotels chosen by the attackers? Why did this blast enacted?

It is unbelievable.Ritz was ripped inside out. The pictures look horrible. The suicide bomber has perfectly ccommissioned the blast.

We sit and watch the world perish in miniscules.

We sit and espy the ghastly bloodshed

We sit and perceive the drama of terrorism.

We sit and experience the rational suffering.

We sit and accept the death knell.

We sit and digest the horrendous gravity.

We sit and do nothing to stop them.

We sit and say loudly that it is beyond our capacity.

We sit and put the blame on others.

We sit and deliver nothing to maintain peace and harmony.

We call ourselves Human.

Human means no feeling.,

Am I right?

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The Solar Eclipse

There will be a solar eclipse on 22/July/2009.It would be visible in India and in certain South Asian countries. This is a natural phenomenon,that takes place periodically. But much importance is attached to it ,for reasons best unknown to most of us.

The astrologers are agog with this deliberation. They predict catastrophic imbalance in the South Asian countries. There would be earthquakes, Tsunami, and floods.Previous eclipses have brought with them , political turmoil, pushed in natural calamities and focused on economic Topsy turvy..

The Indian researchers attribute a forecast to people born on particular stars. These stars are poosa and ashelesha. The eclipse takes place when Poosa is at the helm. This range does not augur well to the nations . Political disturbance is predicted. There will be lot of chaos and confusion. nature will run riot, causing major distractions and inflicting loss of life.

The indian traditional horoscope readers have beckoned those born on Poosa , to visit to hoary Shiva shrines, and offer prayers to ward off the evil influence of solar eclipse. If they are unable to go to ancient temples , they can complete the poojas by visiting shrines which are nearby and offer obeisance to the presiding deity.

Amused I was , when I read all these in the newspapers. What does the eclipse signify?It does happen as every other natural event. The day rises, and draws to a close. Each day is ascribed with a star , and there are twenty seven stars according to the Indian astrology. Particular stars have a rich benediction, Few others are called as average turnovers. A handful are termed as outcasts. People born under such stars are treated as outcasts, especially when the horoscopes are matched during marriages., many splendid wed locks are averted because of these irreverent connotations attached to the stars.

Moola forewarns the death of the father in law.Ashlesha ushers the untimely demise of the mother in law. kettai is not suitable to the eldest co born of the bridegroom. Visaka has to do some evil to the younger brother. Avittam brings in heavenly fortunes. Bharani points out to the absolute possession of properties. how dis astrologers came to a conclusion about the stars and their effects. If astrologers can be so accurate , why do they flounder in their own life. Will they not be able to foretell their future and act cautiously.?

My mind is in deep turmoil. I anticipate an eruption of a volcano ,related to my mind. The remittance would be of such high velocity and alarming magnitude.Hope it coincides with the Solar eclipse.

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Discriminations Then And Now.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 15, 2009
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It was a beautiful evening. The wind was blowing gently. The sky was losing its fair like brightness. The shade of black darkness was setting in,with a twilight yellow in the background.

Nature was propagating all colours in a genial virtuosity.It was a magnificent sight.White, black and yellow presenting a pictorial hue.It was wonderful.The effect of the varied ,contrast colours was significant. Mother Nature bore no discrimination,as her children , the human beings are inclined to.

The racial discrimination has been in vogue for centuries together. A civil war was fought in U.S during the nineteenth century. Its remnants are still fresh in our minds. Though ,the dislike of the Blacks have been suspended outwardly, the white man secretly nourishes a hatred towards the dark fellow. The Black Man, looks rigid, solid and imposing.There are a few , who commit treason. Most of them look rugged , but have a childlike heart. Honour their character. Forgive their errors. See them as your own race, that is human race.Then all differences will sink into oblivion. Do not consider them as a brat. Think about them as normal intelligent persons. Work with them collectively.The goal of eternal peace on earth will be achieved in no time.

The racial combat has also a tumultuous effect on society. The Sri lankan conflict had swollen in magnitude exhibiting the discrepancy prevailing over the Tamils and Sinhalese. A little adjustment on both sides would have averted blood shed , massacre, devastation. The refugees are in a sad state of affairs. The beautiful island with enormous resources and blessed with excessive lovely pictorial sights is rife with gunshots, bomb blasts. The people move about in constant terror, venture out with protruding eyes filled either with blood or tears, proceed with masked bravery to perform their routine.

These are a standing illustrations of the present world. The mandatory killings, and the venomous threat that looms large over all countries of the world , lingers an insensitive , numbed ridicule .The spirited youth should take up the cudgels against these horrible clauses . They should affirm to protect the nations from white fanaticism, black atrocities and yellow liveliness.

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Trade And Commerce-The Indian Way.

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 14, 2009
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Business lacks ethics, in general,more so in India.The righteous path, the direct approach, the minimum gain, and maximum satisfaction are the four virtues of trade. But ,such a straight forward scripture is an outdated ,obsolete unrealistic ideal.

Commerce is a transaction, between individuals,between companies,between manufacturers,between nations.It is similar to barter of yore. In primeval ages rice was exchanged for metal, wheat was bought by selling befitting quantity of vegetables,fruits were procured by disposing cloth,meat was transacted for fodder, cattle were bargained for provisions. This system knew no currency,Money was an alien word. The trade had its own course of movement. There was no intermediaries, no brokers, no transaction fee, no commission, no service tax, and no sales tax. All these “no’s”,kept things in beautiful shape . The progression was present . The durability of prosperity was exemplified. There was consolation.There was enough pride. There was enormous happiness.

Later on, Trade and Commerce underwent a metamorphic transcendence. The currency was introduced, to simplify the process. Instead it muddled up the entire industry. The Pandora’s box was let open. There was an en wrapping methodology of chaos.The currencies took different names, such as dollar, pound, lira, rupee.They also had varied values.They were in proportion to the gold reserve of the respective country.

With money’s advent, the hornet’s nest was resurrected.The business practice assumed a significant deviation from the accepted norms. The Indian way was a predominant throttle that dumped the integrity,and sincerity to the gra ve.The Indian businessman took law unto his hands. He hoarded goods, shelved them in godowns, bribed the officials, and entered into unholy nuances thus demeaning the sanctity of business. Trade , is a child’s play in his hand.Commerce is a puppet like show to this Indian tradesman. He makes politicians dance to his tunes.The cabinet is at his beck and call.The policies are framed as per his wish. The rules are amended as per his whims. The reinforcement of schedules are according to his fancy.The banking sectoe are under his thumbs. The stock exchange dangles to his nods and nots.A dissenting voice is subdued either by force or by money.

The Indian top businessman moves about in kingly dimension. The export and import are a branch of his manipulating majors. Thr tricks he let loose are impressively baffling.The scheming ,he deploys are insensitively wicked.The connivance, he converges is irradically contemptuous.Yet he makes merry,at the expense of his nation. Yet he revels in gaeity at the cost of the people.Yet he enjoys ultimate bliss foresaking the prosperity of the country.

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An Awesome Truth

Truth is always bitter, but certain times it can be awesome too. I was shaken ,when I heard the dispassionate ,wicked remark of a close relative , from one of my subordinates. It was so callous , so stinking , so horrible to hear. I stood aghast . I shuddered . I was numbed for a few moments. Then , my original self took control of the situation. I resumed my calmness . I regained my composure. Gradually , the smile dismantled the frown in my face. The ease disbanded the shock . The feeling ,that the world is also made up of mean minded, foul mouthed , wreckless beings assuaged my desperation.

The mode of gulping everything at one stroke has been the operation concept of my close relative , right from childhood. Whatever he grabs, grabs is the right word, and it has come to me unassumingly,is shoved into his mouth,whether he needs , or whetner he is hungry. Now , in his early sixties , this exercise has been faithfuly followed by him , in the case of family properties and income. He seizes all that comes into his hand , as he is the seniormost member, enjoys the full benefits, makes merry with his coterie , who are a band of useless fellows.He is not bothered about his siblings, his nephews, his nieces, It is he and his family, that are entitled to the largess ,according to his scheme.I annihilated the presence of this man from my thinking.It is worthy to talk with people with brains and decorum , than with men posessing empty heads and arrogance. Etranging myself from the family, I maintained a solid income and a potential growth in a short span of two years. This irked the evil minded man. He was waiting for a chance to cross my ways, to antagonise me, and wanted to make a deep furore in my resolution.

The ill conceived design ,the devastating diagram , raked my demeanour. The caustic deceit devoured my genial spirit. The acidic phrase ransacked my poise. He was successful in delivering a short stint of stumping down . He was triumphant in shattering the faith in my determination. But it lasted only for a while.

The stoicism and the confident firmness of which I am made off took the better of me. I am back. I am the same old self once again.

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Stretching Across

A day will come , when I can sit in ease , to gauge the specifications around.

A day will come, when I can recline to watch , the beauty around.

A day will come, when I can relax to hear the melodious music around.

A day will come , when I can hope to enjoy the chirping around.

A day will come , when I can rejoice to heed to the sweet gestures around,

A day will come ,when I can relish to attend to the remarkable rendition around.

A day will come , when I can withdraw to the realm of eternity.

A day will come , when I will decimate into the world of infinity.

That day will come in short duration,making me evaporate as morning dew.

That day will come in quick interval, pushing me afloat as the light blue clouds.

That day will come in fine succession, forwarding me into eternity.

Adieu! Adieu! Adieu!

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An Unspecific Viscosity

There seems to be nothing great. There seems to be nothing happening. There seems to be an unbelievable calmness. Thers seems to be a restricted activity. The economy is in a lull. The governance is in a mechanical rote. The people are in a disorganised schedule. The essence of living is a mulled , mitigated , and attains a serene endeavour.

Nothing is stable. There is an unprecedented rise in the stock market, one day. The next day witnesses a deep truncated tumble.
The economic policies are totally without synergy and enthusiasm. The simulation and stimulation is proceeding , but without any vigour and interest.

Why is the infliction so deep?Why is the penetration so incisive?Why is the energising viccitiude not overwhelming?Why is the verification so excessive?

A deliberation and an an apprehension embarks. The cross section of the society is in profound disturbance. The viscosity of the terminal investigations is so thick ,that the element of doubt and suspicion often goes hand and hand with everyinfringement and exercise.

As the dominance of suspicion is keeping things in a desperate frustrration, as the inquisitive mind is peeping into every dense thicketted succour, the march towards fine evolution of prosperous pulling is thoroughly disappiated .

A sincere work, a genuine re work and a systematic examination should be performed to amalgamate glory and peace.

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Budget 2009-Old Wine In new Bottle

Post author By meenas17
Post date July 6, 2009
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Pranab Mukerjee has come out with a budget which is neither sensational nor a bore. It is lacking in impetus .It does not predict any positive diaspora. It is an uneventful presentation, and an uninteresting compilation. Every year , the nation witnesses a similar enactment , though by different ministers.Pranab quotes from Kautilya, Chidambaram from Tirukkural.They add colour to the Budget,but have no connected investigations. Quotes are good to hear, good to memorise, good in orations, good as an interlude,while listening to the monotony of fiscal statistics.But ,fail to produce a serious impact on governance and reforms.The maxims and sayings are just like spices in dishes. If the main dish does not turn out savy, the addition of spices is a mere waste of exercise

Education , is the core sector , that has to be be keenly observed.

The IIT’sand NIIT’s are getting Rs 2113 crores.Female literacy , is given a momentum.Banking and Insurance are to be with the government. Pranb is following the footsteps of Indira Gandhi. This has been in vogue for 30 years.

Employment, is to be provided for twelve million new jobs. How is the government going to provide it? A scepticism prevails Tax sops are not found, except for the abolition of fringe benefit tax.
The Budget is devoid of lustre, bereft of dynamism. It is a cautious tread over the irregular functions.

A break into the accepted idealogies is the quick need . An indecisive , monotonous approach is not going to bring in growth. This drab approach will stifle growth. A negative trend will set in. The sixty years of independence , has not brought in high level progression. Governments are churning the milk, that too not vigorously , but in a dull speed. Generation after generation speak about the rich heritage, bask in reflected glory. There is no charm . India is pictured as a land of snakes, a region of poverty, and a terrain of teeming population. harbouring various infections. When are we going to come out of all these implicated details?

The Nation expected a buget of credibilty, of susteneance and of growth. Obsessions with age old customs and ceremonial practises should be ripped off. Getting into the actuals, analysing what is the requirement, coming out of the clutches of big shots , should form the quorum of the government.

Freedom from all entrappings, whether it be from business tycoons, political big wigs, should be discovered . Put your nation first, think about your people first, work for the progress first, only then we can secure real prosperity .

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A designed Philanthropy

Philanthropy is a quality of extraordinary merit. In its true sense, philanthropy needs no advertisement, requires no propaganda, . There is a saying in Tamil, ,”valuthu kai kuduppathu iduthu kaiikku theria kudathu”.that which is given by the right hand should not be known to the left hand , is the exact translation

Does this happen? A person, who donates a tube light does so, afterpainting his name in bold letters. The love for popularity, the trend to keep afloat the image of an elite are the seducing factors that drives the people to engage in philanthropic endeavours.

I came across a philanthropist, who neither fits into the real tag o , nor falls into the acclaimed discretion of cheap popularity.The Lady, in context, inherited immense wealth in the form of land, business and jewellery. The documents pertaining to the lands bore her name , The share certificates of the business ,were drawn in her

name . The jewellery , was entitled to her as per the law of inheritance. The registration of all these material wealth were done in exact format , as per the rules of the government , on the day , when she was born. The lady grew up , in all splendour. She got married , begot children. In the course of all these events, she was also advancing in age. No one can stop this natural phenomenon.. She was busy rearing her brood,with the hope that all her wealth was in safe hands. It was natural of her to feel so, as the caretaker was her father. So far , so good. Little did she realise the treacherous connivance that was in force behind her. The parents and her siblings were squandering her accruals.

The innocent lady was deceived by the family. She was shocked. She was truamatised. She was inconsolable. She could not believe the fact that her parents also conjoined with her co borns in looting her wealth. No one , can believe so. Poor lady, she has fallen a prey

to the wicked schemes of her family.The perfidy of the parents is an ignominous pursuit, that lacks sense and truth. The business has become unprofitable and is under liquidation. The share certificates are mere papers , useless and meaningless, that can be shoved int the dust bin. The land , has been pledged unauthorisedly. To retrieve it from creditors, funds more than its value are needed. The jewellery has been shared by the siblings.

What terminology can be attributed to such insiduous act? The donor has passed on the valuables without touching them , without seeing them. without enjoying them.Is it not of greater magnitude than philanthropy?