Sunday, August 21, 2011

Living in what is commonly known as the worlds largest Democracy, I can hardly feign surprise to the spontaneous anti corruption protests rocking the masses. Anna Hazare, I'd never heard of the man before he decided to stop eating to protest corruption! Now he's the next mahatma all of a sudden. Nothing about the man appeals to me . . the obvious saffron connection, the recklessly anti democratic totalitarian solution to a problem which is so wide spread that it would be difficult to isolate it from the system at all, and not least, the obvious political agenda of opposition. Not to say that I am a big fan of corruption, but I for one believe in respecting the enemy and assessing the scale of the war before i jump into the battle field.

There is no doubt that the Hazare led movement has tapped the support of large numbers of disgruntled citizens, for that and that alone I have to applaud the movement. They have made blubbering fools of our elected representatives, not that there was much going for them anyway. Unparalleled disparity, military occupation within the country, an economy flexing its muscles and reckless destruction of natural resources apart, there came a point in the second term of the UPA when it became blatantly autocratic. Their attempt to arrest Hazare and thwart the movement just shows how far down this road they have come. Behind their 8% growth they hover like vultures.

Corruption. Misuse of power for personal gain. Much as I admire the blaket of vague that a democracy protects its citizens with, there are some things I just can not fathom. The dichotomy of personal freedom and disparity is at the root. The problem is actually quite simple, its just been around for so long that we look right past it as if it doesn't exist. Freedom. The ability to speak or act on ones own behalf without restriction. Responsilbilty. Not to harm others, to abide by the law . . . Now the problem comes when we bring in money. freedom to become rich. but to become rich at the cost of trampling upon others? Any right comes with riders. They are there everywhere. Even a cursory glance at the economy make it obvious that there is no attempt to bridge the gap.

We live in a world inured to the stratification of society. For thousands of years humans have coexisted side by side in ever increasing numbers, shaped by the rules of society. These very rules that we know so well in India, like sati or caste, are at the basis of the acceptance of the status quo. It is these rules that we need to question. The NREGA does exactly that. Ensuring a minimum wage even a fraction (tending perilously we might add) has been a fight fought over many years. The answers are there I presume if we head a little towards the left and ask ourselves how the Dalai Lama could show compassion even to the Chinese, we shall be well on our way, but that is not going to happen. The thermodynamic whopee that we are so addicted to belies any expectation of the revolution.

Anna I suspect will fade rapidly into oblivion, but it wouldn't surprise me if this was all about us winning the last world cup as much as anything else ;)

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

ELP site up

Just finished the skeleton site for the Organisation for Early Literacy Promotion (ELP) . . an organisation founded by my mother to address the special educational needs of children coming from backgrounds where reading and writing is not prevalent at home. The division of the hindi alphabet into five stages makes it far easier to grasp. There is also an emphasis on sound symbol relationships, meanings and context. The child is taught 5 characters, then he makes words with them and poems with the words. Thus without having to rote learn the entire alphabet, the mystery that script conceals slowly starts to reveal itself and the joy of learning is established. A far cry from the standard curriculum, which is catered to a very different social setting. The program has been developing over the last five years, and studies already show decreases in the drop out rate at rural schools in Rajasthan. With the help of a teaching kit designed to facilitate the teacher to implement the methodology in the classroom ELP really breathes some fresh air into a system so rusted one almost feels scared to push!

Check out the page . . and do donate to mom if you have some spare cash . . :)

Monday, May 30, 2011

some go
some stay
live on the fringes
just make way
heed the flow
take the day
sweat it out
disarray
constant twinges
rock my world
niggles bends
torn unfurled

Sunday, May 15, 2011

follow my website

just got down to learning enough dream weaver to get a site online . . watch it emerge :)

Thursday, May 05, 2011

watch it froth and glow


Analyse the bitterness
See if from within
Shapeless till withdrawn 
Formed when forsaken

Seldom is there clarity
To live within ones means
Wasted hope seeds freedom
Ticking through the seams

Take time for compassion
Redirect the punch
Pay heed to the emptiness
It never meant that much

Seeking nothing seemingly
Beating through the bone
There’s simply no denying that
The heart is always home

Twitching restlessly the tongue
Wants no more to know
Bitter bitterer bitterest
Yearning for the glow

Sweet nothing then is far beyond
What ails and weathers men
Tangy sour and tasteless blend
What’s now is never then

Thinking through the bitterness
Re tasting thick and thin
Reminiscing the bold embrace
The glow takes me within

Monday, May 02, 2011

School for Democracy


The School for Democracy/लोकतंत्र शाला 








Sunday, April 24, 2011

down the drain


where does our water come from? where does it go? can the Yamuna ever be a river again? These are some of the questions which led me to explore traditional water systems in the country as well as looking at a direction for our metropolises of the day. Focussing on Delhi, the pretext is that we actually get enough rain water to meet our needs, yet ever increasing large scale projects are endlessly under construction, I smelt a rat . . . decentralised solutions, which are small scale, community managed and cater to the immediate locality obviate the need for transportation and drastically reduce the footprint of a community, but there is little scope for large scale corruption . . thus the saying we need a 1000 1000$ projects, not a million $ one!

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

teeming with uncertainty
the point sharp yet unsteady
no more than eternity
palms will weld the soul to me

shock so gentle bullet proof
mean to mingle be va koof!

Wednesday, April 06, 2011


The space I inhabit is wide and free
flipping from sunny to desultory
encased in caring possibility
makes me wonder dream then be

if space needs bounds just to exist
and infinity lies in my closed fist
what shackles then do i resist
for this is one train that just can't be missed

nose to the grind
punctual swift
help me unwind
get on my drift
time out of mind
sands gently shift

oscillate slow
three one two three
up the tempo
and its melody
minds eye window
have a look see

of them paths breaking through my wall
muddle my world engage it all
singed finger tips sculpted rationale
some call it mayhem others gall
time it will tell as i enthrall
rock or rocket fly or fall

Saturday, April 02, 2011

we won

no biggie . . it actually felt thataway . . but it was some grit there . . crazy . . :)

we DID

kudos to dhoni for coming up the order. just what the doctor ordered!

will we or won't we

on the brink of inking in the 2011 deep into the psyche of a nation. the team selection seems spot on. we're batting second, that's a good thing. love to see india chasing, even though the record isn't so great. but they say the ball will swing a bit. go msd!

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

i know its trouble
when i fall
from frenzied race
to steady crawl
the urgency
which should have stilled
seems just to age
and strike a chill
make not that urge
still not emerge
distant traces
fabled word
dream in fragments
shatter proof
maybe madness
coming through

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

purring didj's

This whole vibratory deal may be specific to neuron health and as possessors of a few billion of the suckers humans might be well disposed to 'purr' occasionally. What better way to do so than with a Didge. It's a thought.

Thursday, March 03, 2011

dawn

the first day of the rest of my life
dawns so crisp and chill
my sixth sense it brought it on
was never one to dwell
idly on coincidence or thoughts so jumbled that
they come at you in saw tooth waves
and test the mettle well
clinging yet to sliding scree
i guess its just who's me
i can't no more though
play the game
nor run this farce till free
a day of joy
illumination
the union of true love
makes good back ground to test the tale
of one clearly unsound
the rest though shines
it makes my path
it draws my every curve
the algebra, or the quirks they play
moments jump time stills
obsessive yet a mellow me
wants to fight stability
no longer for the fear it holds
but for the misery
beats will save me tune will kill
the melody instills . . .