Flying Low

Indian space research organization is in the hands of dogs. Shocked ? Well, don’t be, for the reports and data collected regarding this say so. Our Indian space research organization has not managed to get any worthwhile international projects from some last thirty months. The engineers are running out of their schedules and are paid for sitting idle in their offices.

The former chairman, G. Madhavan Nair says that, ” ISRO is in the hands of dogs and the last international projects named- SARAL, a french satellite and SPOT-6, a satellite built by Astrium, were won duing his tenure as the chairman of ANTRIX, ISRO’s international marketing arm”.

Moreover, ISRO itself has accepted the truth. Since Nair’s retirement, the organization has not been able to win any major contracts at international level. The last major satellite-HYLAS, a modern communication satellite was launched in 2010 from the European Space agency. It was the last major project launched by ISRO.

Since then we have been launching micro and mini satellites for neophytic nations. And the shameful fact coming forward is that even those countries which are green horns in space science and have good relations with India are now evading which is even more shameful in the international arena.

ISRO’s Spokesman, S.Satish says,” We are in discussions with international agencies for fabricating and launching satellites”. But it’s just a way to stop peeping of media into the working of our so called space research organization.

Also It has been learnt that ISRO’s engineers have already started looking for new jobs. The organization’s engineers are compared to lazy dogs who are running behind their schedules and are wasting a hell lot of money of India’s economy. If this continues any longer, India would lose it’s share of credibility all over the world. This is a clear warning to the talents of India and the delaying of missions is an absolute shame for the whole country as well as a threat to our economic system.

In Utter Loneliness..

It is in utter loneliness that creativity blossoms.

Thoughts blow away your mind,

Confinement of feelings and ideas seems almost impossible.

Creativity knocks at your door.

It’s upon you- if you understand the opportunity,

And originate the best out of it.

There was a time when you were dying to meet yourself,

And have a little communication with your personal self.

Now, when the moment has finally arrived,

You are not bothered to do what is right.

This is irony which life is filled with.

Almost everything comes when, You make the shift.

Solitariness is no more desirable nor it is tolerable.

Although it’s the point of time, you can do things adorable.

You shouldn’t be worried ,

But must enjoy it,

For creativity is still standing at your door,

Waiting for you to cry your heart out.

Then you would realize yourself, that no body has got it all,

Life is just a blend of rise and fall.

Finally Dead !

You don’t have any idea, how the hell it feels.

Having thousands of ring tones buzzing around,

Kill all my desires and dreams.

I was the only hero of their lives.

Until you become common, and threatened me to thrive.

Your ringtone is not less than a death song to me,

And thus I declare you my wildest enemy.

There were days of my name and fame,

And you take the calls as if it is a game.

Sometimes I feel like killing you, but then I see each one around holding you.

I get utterly disturbed, when they say holding me-” Call me on my mobile oh stupid you!”.

It hurts, it aches, your every tone almost kills me inside.

Yes I am calling, your own Landline.

Love silently…

The door bell rings twice, as if the person outside is asking, ” What have you been doing the whole day without me that even at this late hour you are not eager to open the door? “. Meanwhile the door opens and a girl in a pink saree appears, her faintly gleaming attire and glowing waist takes his breath away for a moment. And she lets him enter the house which he feels, after her arrival, is not less than a palace.

Taking his laptop and mobile phone, she says, “Shona you are late again. We have been married for just one month and you are running out of time. This is so not done! Anyways go and change, I want to feed you with my own hands”.

Man is really tired and can’t even manage to go to the dining table and have dinner with her wife. But the girl silently understanding the situation, sits beside him. Apprehending his weariness, she flicks his hair and he sits on the bed holding her close to him. She tenderly feeds him bite after bite just like a mother. As soon as they finish, she changes the shimmering saree into a black striped beautiful, appealing nightie. Musing over whether she should initiate or not, she loosens her hair with delicate hands as though stretching them a bit harshly will prick them away.

She is not sure of her man’s mood and need of the time and unexpectedly she senses a hand daintily caressing her back and is observing her each desire through this electrifying touch. Such is the love she wanted tonight, impulsive and gentle.

In a moment, her husband holds her tightly beneath him and starts perceiving her face , her body and her heart through his lips and hands. He clutches her hands into his own and keeps smooching her for sometime. She has already closed her eyes and is devouring slowly each moment of their love making. They are totally lost in each other’s touch. It’s an ecstatic moment for both of them which words and phrases cannot relate. The only thing they crave is to be together forever. It’s just a matter of time and the girl rightfully rests her head on her pillow which is her man’s chest and she kisses him as if to say, ” Darling no matter whatever we come across, you will always find me by your side”. The girl moves upward and kisses his forehead which is a sign that they should sleep now and he is the best man she could ever get. They sleep in the warmth of each other’s arms, the man covers her body like a blanket and they sleep…..

Morning arrives, the curtain in the room swirls moderately with the light breeze outside and  at the same time, sunlight enters the room which was filled with their love’s fragrance and the girl opens her eyes, sits up on her bed, her lips curl slightly and then it breaks into a full-fledged smile when she realizes softly the beautiful dream she saw last night.

Required : Education Revolution

Education is the key for the overall development of any country. Programme for International Student Assessment (PISA) results are out and have shown the level of education on international scale that is given to the students of India. It’s not anything shocking but something which has been pointed out several times before but no body was bothered enough to look into the matter, as India is a hub of issues like that and until the problem flabbergasts people, no one acknowledges.

Students here give the highest number of examinations from their pre-nursery to their post-graduations. They are born to take exams. In spite of taking exams almost half of our lives, we scored the second lowest rank in the world-wide test of reading, maths and science. Our students are really in a pitiable condition, it’s a matter of disgrace for everyone who is teaching and who are being taught. Reasons behind it are the declining trends of education. Education has taken the form of a full-fledged business now. Money matters to both sides, students as well as teachers.

Let us talk about the teachers who are appointed to shape our country’s future. Teachers are no more interested in teaching but in earning profits as much as they can through means like tutions, coaching, extra classes etc. In order to be a teacher, one has to pass a specialization exam ( B.ed) that is considered as the trademark of teaching, and cracking which, is not a big deal. And the income of a teacher is more than satisfactory, so that is what inspires and drives people to be a teacher and not any personal choice or goal of being a teacher. So anyone who could not get through the toughest of exams and somehow lagged behind, becomes automatically eligible and willing to teach. Basically the problem starts here, people who have no other alternative left for their careers, come into schools as our teachers and hence, we can estimate with that what would be the level of their teaching. ‘Dedication’ that is of utmost importance in any job (specially in teaching) is not present in today’s teacher. They are there because of the high incomes and lesser work they are presented with, without caring about students’ welfare.

After that comes the students , who are themselves also responsible for their declining level of understanding and knowledge. Students instead of going to schools and learning things, join tutions and coaching institutes, where they are made to cram topics in place of thoroughly interpreting them. The reason, students give in this context is that their teachers do not teach in schools and their teaching is not up to the mark and that impels them to join tutions and resort to other sources which might be able to help them in attempting in their examinations well.

Students who still attend schools, do not care to study but come only to enjoy themselves with their companions and therefore school is more like a place to get together. Few of them who intend to learn and are capable of doing things on their own are being trodden by their depraved and hoggish teachers. The overall problem with students is that they don’t want to understand things, work hard and get knowledge but keep on hankering after a short way or tricks to success. The only thing they endeavor is to get maximum marks in exams whether by cramming  or copying or through some other immoral way. Thus, in this way again, the level of education suffers harshly.

It is a very serious problem persisting in our nation. When education becomes a trade, things worse than that occur. No body is bothered about it yet and the very thing is quite disheartening. Changes are firmly needed in this direction. Quality improvement must be done in the educational system because until high quality education is imparted to students, little will change.

Freedom of Speech..

The topic of censoring internet is a subject of heated discussion nowadays. Our telecom minister Mr. Kapil sibbal has offended all internet users by proposing such a ludicrous move of censoring the social networking sites that contain offensive material which may hurt or misled public. Millions of people spend half of their time on social networking sites and it is more like a second home for them. If he is talking about censoring the objectionable material or whatever then in some way he is suppressing our freedom of speech and is restricting people from their own houses . And talking about our freedom of speech, well,  we all know how free our free speech is! Our minds are already censored. For example- while we come across any objectionable scene in some movie, we may talk about it with our friends and colleagues but not in front of our children and younger ones. It is appropriate for us to share a dirty joke with our buddies ; but it is not suitable to share it with our elders or orthodox relatives. It depends on a person that how he maintains his thinking and his dos and don’ts. We are already subjected to a form of censorship and we censor our speech and behaviour all the time often without knowing about it. Our so called Free Speech is free only up to a limit and that limit is the ear of that person, we are intended to hear it.

The minister argues that he has received several complaints concerning the material being posted there which has offended a number of politicians and groups. And now when he has asked sites like Google and Facebook to monitor the data posted there which is of course not feasible enough, his statement could be considered as disreputable on the part of India as a whole. He must understand that it relies on our own minds to decide what should be seen and accepted and what is inappropriate. It is not a matter of strictness or censoring the media but of common courtesy and understanding of right or wrong. Human minds are fundamentally supervised by the sense of  morals and decency. Further censorship will only provoke chaos and can make the matter worse instead of bettering it.

Street Food :P

Food lovers are everywhere. Indian cuisine is popular all over the world but in India itself the street food has its own essence. Despite of foreign food chains and restaurants, street food has not at all lost its consideration among people.  And now their menus are not merely restricted to Chaats and Bhel Puris and Pakoras  but ranges from Chinese, South Indian, Punjabi tadka, Maharashtra’s Vada Paos, Puri Bhaji to Spring rolls and Momos and different sweets and beverages. The food is not that hygienic though but is still okay because it doesn’t show its adverse effect if we eat weekly or monthly. It is fun going to the stalls and the aroma of dishes cooking up there  is so intriguing that you can’t stop yourself by just having a look or passing through without munching anything. Yes this is the magic of street food. Also the prices are way less even in the time of inflation.

Indian cuisine is incomplete without mentioning about the street food we find here. A huge variety is available on stalls and eating without proper  seating arrangement and experiencing the evening with the chaats, the Pani puri or Aloo tikkis has distinguished appraisal. One cannot argue about its nutritional value after once having it, that is why, because the taste covers up for the issues like non cleanliness , nutritional value , calories etc.  Nothing can beat the street food. Because even after the mushrooming of several foreign food joints , they are still there and the common man is still enjoying it all around as is apparent. The finger licking food offered by these stalls is awesome. They have out stretched the quality and varieties both so that it may not lost its value among people. People from every strata enjoy eating in streets. Though eating in a routine might cause food poisoning or such disorders but then it is the case with the hotels too, isn’t it?

For those who are still bothered about its oil content and are following a diet, Bhel puris and Chaats are a better option for them. I eat at such street corners on the weekends and trust me,  it seems more and more tempting every time. Winters are a good time to enjoy such street food , for when you take a bite of that crispy aloo tikki or samosa , all your distress slips away. When you see people eating , laughing, joking madly or badly around stalls and are enjoying the mouth watering food,  then you will feel all your tension departing and will find yourself becoming a part of that crowd. I would like to say that everyone should enjoy such unhygienic food once in a month because it is outstanding and simply wonderful. It is actually a cool experience. Once you have it , you can never let it go through your mind and experiences.