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A letter to the Indian News Channels

Dear Indian News Channels,
Good evening…
After a long day in office I sit in front of you to know what is happening in the country and the world.
But where is the NEWS??
I am thoroughly disappointed with you… you do not update me with the news but only waste my time on debates. Watching these debates with participants trying to out-shout each other and the anchor’s instead of quelling the tempers indulging in competing in the decibels.. Sadly this results only in wastage of my crucial time and nothing more.
I feel the 9 pm news on Al India Radio of the yester years covered much more in 15 minutes then you do in whole 24 hours…
Its high time that you realise that the viewers of today are keen on knowing whats happening in the country and in the world not what you want to tell me and hide from me.
Its high time you mend your ways or else i will flip  the  channels and start watching the soaps. Because as it your news debates are akin to the heated arguments dramatised in many serials i.e only rhetoric no substance.
I implore you to just ‘do your job’ and i must remind you that, your job is show us the news and we will make our own analysis. Don’t try and create unnecessary controversies where there are none and do not try and influence our thoughts.
Come on.. we can think….An average Indian is not so dumb as probably you think.
Give us a break… News channels..
Its high time you change your style or i will change my watching style…and shun you once and for all.
Yours Truely…
An ardent news watcher

The ISBT experience at T1 Airport Terminal

Today my experience at T1 airport terminal Delhi reminded me of ISBT Delhi….
Many years back I used to be a frequent traveller on the inter-state roadways buses. And the favorite spot to board the buses in Delhi was none other then inter-state bus terminus generally referred as ISBT by Delhites. At that time ISBT used to typified with queues, crowds , chaos and hustle bustle 24×7 without exception of any day. To start with one had to stand in long queue to get the ticket for the bus, then wait in a queue endlessly for your bus to arrive. And when it finally arrived some people would break the line and make a dash to enter first. After these few super  smart guys darted in, the others( not so swift ) would urge people to form another queue and thus the sober ones would quietly form another queue and the boarding would commence properly. However, when one reached inside one found that all the coveted window seats were either occupied by the super smart travellers or they had kept their handkerchiefs to reserve it for their accomplices. So willy nilly I found myself sitting on the last row upright seats , which would make my 5-hour journey to Dehradun into a bumpy ordeal.
Hopefully , I am told the things at ISBT now have changed a lot and are much more streamlined.

Today morning when I reached the T1 airport I was welcomed into a maze of crowd even at 6 am. The alighting area was full of cabs/cars and there were security people who were busy pushing the cars out and were not even allowing people to say a warm goodbye to each other.
The next bottleneck was at the entrance gate. The police personnel detailed there was busy in checking the tickets. The multimodal forms of tickets namely paper, e and mobile only increased the confusion and delay. Some passenger had ticket stored in the mobile but the battery had gone dead. He was struggling to plug-in his device somewhere to extricate it, so on and so forth which resulted in a long queue. After the first victory at the entrance gate I was greeted by a heavy rush at the big check-in hall. There were queues and queues at every counter. I had to literally align myself to find the right counter for check in. The right counter too had a long queue and of course these queues also had some smart guys who were able to jump the queue albeit with help of the airline staff with some pleadings and excuses. This indeed caused chagrin to us who were waiting endlessly for our turn.
After taking the boarding pass I thought the ordeal was over as I had already spend almost an hour at the airport but it was not. As I rushed towards the security check area I was aghast to find a long queue there too. So I had to again apply brakes to my speedy moments and wait patiently. The security personnel were polite and diligent in their work , I feel the cause of the delay was that they were less in number. By the time I finished the security , it was time for boarding. I rushed to the gate, especially because a few days back I had read a news report that some airlines had left some passengers who had not shown up at the boarding gate on time. I reached the boarding lounge and was shocked to see it buzzing with activity at 7 am. Some announcements were going on but one could not make out what is being said , just like ISBT many years back. The chairs were less and many people were either standing or sitting on the floor. Suddenly without any announcement I saw a long queue forming up at my gate. When I queried I realised it was for my flight. So for the fifth time, and hopefully the last one, I again stood in the queue at the boarding gate. Slowly the line executive started scanning the boarding passes . After the scanning process I came out and found another queue. “This queue for what ?” I asked the person in front.
“For boarding the bus” he replied. Soon the bus came and like obedient school children the queue ambled towards it. The bus took us to the parking bay and finally after almost 2 hours of standing in queues I had the first glimpse of the aircraft in which I was going to travel. ‘Wow’ I said to myself with a sign of relief .
But the moment I debussed, I was shocked to see passengers queue up again… for another round of checking at the bottom of the stairs. So finally after two hours of rueful experience and punishment to my knees I threw myself at my seat. And closed my eyes wishing myself a safe journey.

I wondered whether things have changed at ISBT or just  changed places?

Audit 2017, plan for 2018.

images (11)After every 365 days comes the 31 December which is characterised world over with celebrations and joy…  The celebration are for the culmination of a successful year gone by or hope for the new year to dawn a new beginning…. Most of us wish to reap more then we wish to sow… But that is not how the life goes ..

What a typical  new year eve must have as per me is the following two things:-

1. Audit of the year gone by…..

Which should include what all did you sow ( the debits) and what exactly did you reap(the credits) in the past 365 days…

For a businessman it could be the days of toil versus the monetory gains, for a serviceman it could be the promotions , appreciations or the non tangible gains.

For children it could be the hardwork verses the grades obtained.

But in  the end you have to decide whether your balance sheet is in the red  or blue.

(Celebrations are only justified if you account is in positive and in credit)

2. Plan for the next 365 days…

Which could include your personal committments ,  personal goals and personal investments in terms of time and money. The plan , if speciffic in nature can yield tangible results which could make one proud…

So I wish all my friends to close their 2017 account books today…and I hope that all of you close your account and are in credit…

Wish you all a very prosperous 365 days ahead.

On Reaching 50

images (11)On Reaching 50

I  am not the only one,  neither I am  the first one who  has  reached 50. Many  have crossed it  and many will  cross it in future.

But  it certainly is a special milestone , not for  me alone  but for everyone who has  crossed it ….

Unlike others I  wish to  halt  here  for a short  musing  and mulling and think of what I have  lived  and  how I   intend to  live in  the  time to  come…

The life  I have lived  has  been tirelessly busy, mundane and over disciplined. There was no humour, no fun, but only responsibilities. Which I think I  have  fulfilled to my  best.

The loss of my parents very early in  life  has been  an irreparable loss from which I have not been able  to  fully  recover  even now.. At  some stage when I wore the  uniform  of an officer, the organization i.e the army took over the role of my parents. It has gave me safety , security, love and care.  Because of which I  could  stand up to take on  the world. My wife ,  kids  brother and sisters are  now  my universe. My friends  and  students are  my lifeline. Teaching life skills is my  passion.

I am eagerly looking at the  times to  come with  hope, to see   new things  happen in this ever  changing world. I do hope to contribute a speck in helping people  and improving the lives  of people  who need  my help.

I  pray to  almighty  to  give me  strength to be able  to do something  for  the  society-for the  needy, the  poor  and  those  who strive  to improve  from  their present  destinations. Thats  all is  my aim  and  resolve for  times  to  come.


Prompt Action by Railways

Prompt Action by Railways…..
Today I boarded the Rajdhani Express today morning from secunderabad for nizamuddin.. Soon the breakfast was served but the quality of food  was not so good. We just had it. After some time came the pre-lunch soup… Which was simply tasteless and drab. I told the service person but he said nothing and walked away. After sometime lunch was served which too was of  extremely inferior  quality. We could hardly eat half of it. Luckily, we were carrying some packed items from home so we managed. After lunch, the quality of ice cream was simply  appalling. This whole experience put me off and  I started  contemplating of putting in a complaint or Suggestions on IRCTC website.
Then suddenly I got a call from +91139(I think it’s the railway number). The voice message wanted me to rate my experience on two issues i.e quality of food and punctuality of service. I rated both as very low. The voice msg told me that I can also tweet my experience at @RailMinIndia .
I promptly tweeted. Within few minutes I got a reply and I was asked my pnr number which I typed immediately.
To my surprise within an hour the catering manger in the train came searching for me and asked me what the issues were with food. I gave him the details. He apologized and promised to show improvement in the dinner.
And certainly the food served in the dinner was well cooked and tasty.

Thanks to the railway for adopting technology and taking prompt action on complaints.
However, I am writing this so that every one is aware that as train-travellers, we should not accept sub standard treatment and also if we take the pains of reporting the matter , the officials are prompt in responding.

At the end I also tweeted thanks @RailMinIndia.

Undivided Indian-ness

images (11)……Undivided Indian-ness.

A day prior to every Independence Day and Republic Day, there is a sudden surge in the patriotic sentiments of all Indians, and we frantically send our wishes to all our near and dear ones. With passion, vigour, and national fervour, we celebrate these days in our offices, schools, and colleges. We also remember the hard work and sacrifice of thousands who laid down their lives for earning us our precious independence and sovereignty. We had one identity then – “INDIAN”, who were those struggling to break away from the thorny clutches of the British Empire. Our freedom fighters sacrificed their lives, not for their religion, caste, or language, but to regain the identity of being an Indian.
Today, while we celebrate 70 years of our independence, it’s time for serious introspection. It’s time to analyse and understand the sacrifices of our freedom fighters, who, with the motive of attaining freedom, braved the vagaries of jail life for years together in abysmal conditions and were even hanged to death.
It’s high time we asked ourselves a question – “Did Shaheed Bhagat Singh, Rajguru, Sukhdev, Chandra Shekhar Azad, Udham Singh, and thousands like them, risk their lives for a socially divided independent India or an integrated independent India?” And certainly, each one of us has the answer to this, lurking in the deep corners of our conscience. But then, why are we getting blinded and waylaid by our parochial leaders, who, for their vested interests, spew the venom of hatred among the communities, religions and castes, threatening our Indian-ness. Can we not see the traces of the erstwhile British policy of “Divide and Rule” in their thoughts, speech and actions?
If we are educated in the true sense, we must not blame our leaders alone. It is also our responsibility to not get carried away. When our freedom fighters understood the hardships of dying and embraced life imprisonment for the sake of the nation, I believe, it is the foremost duty of every educated Indian to imbibe complete Indian-ness in their hearts and actions so that no one can dare to divide them again.
Only then, celebrating our independence has a meaning. Otherwise, it will innocuously pass this year too and come again next year without any tangible patriotism.

It’s time we move from divided Indian-ness to undivided Indian-ness.
‘Happy Independence Day.’

Different People , Different Strokes

17334187656857Different People,  Different Strokes

Its  never easy  to make  people  follow  you. By nature  man  is  greedy  and  this  instinct  we  carried  from  our  bovine  ancestors. People  follow  you  for  greed  and  nothing  else. The  greed  could  be  of  many  kinds- money ,  power  ,  survival or  amusement.   To have a beeline of followers   you got  to  be  Rich,  powerful ,  benefactor  or an  actor. Secondly , you  got  to  do  something different  for  people  to  be  interested   in   knowing  you or  following you.

Everyone wants  that  he  should  have  followers. Followers  also  want to  have  followers.  The  seniors  in  any  organisation  want  the juniors  to follow them. Blindly. But  this does  not  happen always.

But  history is  replete  with  examples  that  very seldom    people follow  those  who  walk   on  the  beaten  track .

So  the  first  Rule  is  –   if  you  wish  to  have  followers – Do  not  walk  on  a  beaten  Track.

Beat   a  new  track. And  openly face  the  hardships  in  the  new  track you create because  any new  track is generally  replete  with new challenges and  obstacles which you have to  tackle.

As time passes by and you done’t give up…….the path  which  was  initially  laden with impediments now  becomes  familiar  and  the  hurdles  which  seemed  insurmountable now  seem  easy.

Slowly  as  you  move  ahead  you  will find  ppl  following  you grow  in  number. Remember, all  are  not  your  friends. Some  are following you simply out of   intrigue. Intrigue    to  see  of  you perish  or   survive  this  barbaric  decision  of yours.  Once when  they   see  you  tackling  the  obstacles,   some may   even silently withdraw.

However ,Seeing  you  succeed and move  ahead  newer  people   start  to  follow  you and    see  how  far  you  can   go.  These  are  not  people  who  had  the  intrigue  but  the   ones  who   wish  to  profit  from  your  discovery. Good luck with them.

One  seldom reaches  his  ambition in life  with  the  set  of  people he  started  the  journey  with. Hence, learn to work with all-friends, foes, competitors and  subordinates.