Its been days since I wrote last. The events that were taking place, the consequences that were then followed and the same busy life moving ahead at a pace from which even light can't win, were some of the contributing factors to the delay in postings.
I am being looked upon by some as a traitor to the nation. "Once you have some kind of a skill and you don't use it for the sake of mankind and nation, then what is its use? You are an unpatriotic person and you run away at a time when the country needs you the most."
While I was asking questions to myself and solving my student's doubts, the country ran at a very fast pace. I was wondering whether my writing could bring about a change in people's thinking and that what will happen even if I write 10-12 lines about the country's ongoing polity.
Well after a prolonged thought process, I have something to say finally. I finally have something to write and you can't call me a traitor anymore.
Much has been talked about the Jan Lokpal and I don't think there is a need to discuss about the bill. Corruption, we all know is one of the major causes of all the evil. The JLP couldn't be brought due to the reason called Corruption. And now that there is an uprising, the government is trying to put up its own Lokpal Bill which couldn't abolish even 5% of the corruption.
Thanks to Anna and his team for all the pains they took for us and the nation as a whole. The country is in need of more Annas, Kejriwals and Bedis. I salute their spirit and their passion for the nation. They really are true patriots. This August was full of Kranti.
Kranti took place 3 months back too, the kranti which my Mother began in our society. It was all due to a large container of waste which the Nagar Nigam placed adjacent to our home at the time of Diwali last year. On complaining that time, we were given false sympathies and dates which we came to know when we returned to Kota in June this year. Since the day we returned, my mother used to make a call to the authorities daily and request them to please clean up the place. They came sometimes and sometimes they didn't. The smell of the waste was unbearable and we were forced to keep all the doors and windows of our house shut. But still my mother had the same routine of making a call and requesting. I noticed that after about a month, the sweeper would himself some and clean up the mess on the road but that container was still there which half blocked the road and half choked our throats and nose. She used to go and ask the colony people to co-operate. But people used to turn a deaf ear as always. After 4-5 such requests to the colony people, my mother took charge of the situation all alone and went to the Mayor's office. She went there thrice but even the Mayor of our city couldn't do much but passed a message to someone else.
On watching all this happening everyday, I told her several times that nothing's gonna happen. We gave the matter in media and print but it just brought the Nagar Nigam people to our house to tell us that they had some upper pressure and even they couldn't do anything. They asked us to please don't let things get worse by involving media. But my mother threw them out and gave them an open challenge that within a week, the container will be removed and that too without any upper pressure.
She directly met the Home Minister of our state in his open meetings and told him about the problem with photographs and newspaper cuttings. He quickly sent a call to the Mayor and other authorities to clean up the mess asap and himself came and checked whether things were done properly or not.
We were the happiest people on this earth at that time when we saw the container being taken away in front of our eyes. My mother had some tears in her eyes and we knew how she had fought for it. Those were tears of happiness and victory. She made the Nigam look small in front of her efforts. I hugged her and touched her feet. A great lesson was learned and here it is shared.
Its not about greatness or anything else. Its about the right that we have in a democracy. Govt. of the people, by the people and for the people is still applicable only if we know how to apply it. Things change only if we bring about the change. Don't let things just go as they are. Take a pledge, make a beginning and see what happens. For me Anna came late and my Mommy came first. But still its Anna for the whole nation.
And as I say, India is the world's largest democracy, so what is there without you and me? No government, nothing.. So today lets take a pledge to fight against all odds we face in life at any level. Lets finish this Corruption thing once and for all and unite in this battle of freedom once again.
Check who you are. There is an Anna inside me, inside you and (I am not kidding) everyone one of you.
Lets all unite and say, "I AM ANNA."
Jai Hind....:)
Nuts..:)
While I was asking questions to myself and solving my student's doubts, the country ran at a very fast pace. I was wondering whether my writing could bring about a change in people's thinking and that what will happen even if I write 10-12 lines about the country's ongoing polity.
Well after a prolonged thought process, I have something to say finally. I finally have something to write and you can't call me a traitor anymore.
Much has been talked about the Jan Lokpal and I don't think there is a need to discuss about the bill. Corruption, we all know is one of the major causes of all the evil. The JLP couldn't be brought due to the reason called Corruption. And now that there is an uprising, the government is trying to put up its own Lokpal Bill which couldn't abolish even 5% of the corruption.
Thanks to Anna and his team for all the pains they took for us and the nation as a whole. The country is in need of more Annas, Kejriwals and Bedis. I salute their spirit and their passion for the nation. They really are true patriots. This August was full of Kranti.
Kranti took place 3 months back too, the kranti which my Mother began in our society. It was all due to a large container of waste which the Nagar Nigam placed adjacent to our home at the time of Diwali last year. On complaining that time, we were given false sympathies and dates which we came to know when we returned to Kota in June this year. Since the day we returned, my mother used to make a call to the authorities daily and request them to please clean up the place. They came sometimes and sometimes they didn't. The smell of the waste was unbearable and we were forced to keep all the doors and windows of our house shut. But still my mother had the same routine of making a call and requesting. I noticed that after about a month, the sweeper would himself some and clean up the mess on the road but that container was still there which half blocked the road and half choked our throats and nose. She used to go and ask the colony people to co-operate. But people used to turn a deaf ear as always. After 4-5 such requests to the colony people, my mother took charge of the situation all alone and went to the Mayor's office. She went there thrice but even the Mayor of our city couldn't do much but passed a message to someone else.
On watching all this happening everyday, I told her several times that nothing's gonna happen. We gave the matter in media and print but it just brought the Nagar Nigam people to our house to tell us that they had some upper pressure and even they couldn't do anything. They asked us to please don't let things get worse by involving media. But my mother threw them out and gave them an open challenge that within a week, the container will be removed and that too without any upper pressure.
She directly met the Home Minister of our state in his open meetings and told him about the problem with photographs and newspaper cuttings. He quickly sent a call to the Mayor and other authorities to clean up the mess asap and himself came and checked whether things were done properly or not.
We were the happiest people on this earth at that time when we saw the container being taken away in front of our eyes. My mother had some tears in her eyes and we knew how she had fought for it. Those were tears of happiness and victory. She made the Nigam look small in front of her efforts. I hugged her and touched her feet. A great lesson was learned and here it is shared.
Its not about greatness or anything else. Its about the right that we have in a democracy. Govt. of the people, by the people and for the people is still applicable only if we know how to apply it. Things change only if we bring about the change. Don't let things just go as they are. Take a pledge, make a beginning and see what happens. For me Anna came late and my Mommy came first. But still its Anna for the whole nation.
And as I say, India is the world's largest democracy, so what is there without you and me? No government, nothing.. So today lets take a pledge to fight against all odds we face in life at any level. Lets finish this Corruption thing once and for all and unite in this battle of freedom once again.
Check who you are. There is an Anna inside me, inside you and (I am not kidding) everyone one of you.
Lets all unite and say, "I AM ANNA."
Jai Hind....:)
Nuts..:)
