Sunday, June 5, 2011

VIOLENCE is the way of life here

One need not be a real gunda or an anti socialist to do violence. Violence is everywhere.... inside this country inside our houses in this world everywhere. Violence in thought.... in the very words we speak and respond to people.The bus conductor is the phenomenal example of violent behaviour in our society..Getting into a bus in chennai is like getting into some prison where you have no choice but listen to the harsh language they use. No matter if you are the most educated guy around with a doctorate you listen to these guys " ULLA AARI  POYANNA  KEKA MATIYA ?? NEE UTLA SORU THAN THINGIRIYA ?? Then the next is about the change they don't return .

Next you go to the vegetable shop he says tomato is 10 buks a kg you ask him a second time and he showers all the words he knows.
 
You read some Tamil dailies the absolute destination for some real curry for your breakfast murder.rape,theft,accidents,child sex,kidnapping,drugs, .. so on and so on...Governments will change leaders will come and go the cycle of some activities will never change.There will be further deterioration of  law and order . there will not be any value for any thing I mean even for us human beings.I called up the Blue cross yesterday morning after I saw a dog struggling to get up after a accident maybe. they said they will send the vehicle I donna what happened after that they dint call me they took all my particulars.Several hundreds of people saw this stray dog lying on the road near nilgiris in alwarpet. I did not do anything great what others cant. THere is so much of violence in this society which we have to tolerate before we kick the bucket.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

THE PRE-ELECTION PROMISES AND THE CHEATINGS THEREAFTER

ELECTION CAMPAIGNS ON A
LOUSY PITCH IN MANDAVELI 

Most of the contenders in the areas were only raising their hands in VANAKKAM posture and never opened their mouths on the commitments promised through their meetings and media.Possibly because of their apprehension that they will fail and face the brunt of the public.Large scale underground distribution of cash is going on to the slum dwellers because all what they need is money and not good government, as long as their stomachs are full they really don't care who rules the country or the state.Even most of the "THONDARS' are uneven of mind and they shift floors as per the re-numerations at the end of the day.In fact these thondars of political parties wear different uniforms in a day and dance for different parties.You can never see the nominee candidate appearing in front of you with the VANAKKAM after they win the elections except the media.Their promises will go down the drain. The common man in Tamil Nadu will continue to stand in Q's in public toilets,ration shops,quarrel for change in PTC buses,sit in front of employment exchanges for days together keep paying exorbitant interests to Kandhu vaddi fellows.They will also have to bribe ayyahs and the family health center to inoculate children.The rich will keep exploiting the poor,beggars will be beggars political bastards will continue to squeeze the public through bloody scams in crores. You cast your vote for any dog the state will never change.


NOW VOTE AND GO AHEAD FOR THE GOVERNMENT YOU LOVE.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

THE MANDAVELI TIMES: The morning glory

THE MANDAVELI TIMES: The morning glory

THE HILLS AND THE HEAT


I remember waking up to the soft sweet chirping of bulbuls,sparrows mynahs and quails. The hushing sound of the huge eucalyptus and pine trees,one could also hear the whoosh of the small mountain stream running down the tea bushes. Green meadows and astounding colors of daffodils ,roses and pansies were food to the soul.Inhaling the pollution free mountain fresh air gave us so much of energy ,not the type of energy we get today after downing vitamin tablets it was pure energy from natures oxygen.It was a more non-violent world there was harmony and rhythm between humans and the nature.There wasn't any mobile phones, ipods ,or laptops even the telephones were a bit rare.There were no refrigerators or fans.We didn't need air conditioners,fans or refrigerators there.The population was small and most of us in the town knew each other.
This place called Coonoor nests among the Nilgiri hills where the western and eastern ghats meet. What is said of it above is about thirty five years ago.My recent visit there was utterly disappointing. Though meeting old buddies and seeing my old school was good.The way how urbanization and pollution had ruined that wonderful town was simply mind boggling. The typical commercialism and violence of the modern society had not spared that place too. Everything was dear and people spoke without looking in the eye. If we strive we can stop this so called rapid urbanization. In the name of urbanization we keep razing down trees bulldoze hills construct mufti-storied buildings flatten almost anything just to compete and stay ahead of others. We hear news of animals intruding into villages and towns because we have destroyed their habitat.We have lost touch with nature and she is turning violent with newly named deluges like tsunami! there is no harmony with nature, only discord.I think the future generations will go to the zoos to see trees and plants like how we go to see wild animals today.
We are the world we are the children.I am no great robed bearded guru or political big head or business magnate I am a common man and this designation is enough to think to save the earth in whatever small way we can,plant trees or call up the blue cross to pick up an abandoned kitten.,,, in spite of our life down the fast lanes. I mean any tiny act which can help in the huge transformation and betterment of the earth we live. Give space and not destroy the habitat of animals, value and love this green earth else we will turn it red earth.

The morning glory

I am just back from a walk of about 5kms. Watching the sunrise on the horizon at the sea was really intriguing, an expereince far richer than any. Though its summer there were quite a number of clouds out there dark and neatly formed some of them were flat at the bottom and had various shapes on the upper, they all had a mixture of brown, white, gray and black..This place near mandaveli in chennai is called foreshore estate. The furious heat of the sun would start in a couple of hours melting the tar roads and spurting the dangerous uv rays. The sun was a crimson golden color the water in the sea shimmered, the waves were a pure white as they hit the shore. About ten ships of various sizes were anchored about 2 to 3 kms away. One of them was quite huge and brown in color probably carrying some sort of an oil. to the continent.

Inhaling the fresh air was rejuvenating though with a little aroma of fish and sea water. Walking back the road I came, the hustle and bustle of modern day was already there ...the huge college buses honking with students , a loudspeaker near the mandaveli signal chanting of some slokas, dust and mud settled on the leaves of the few leftover roadside trees.