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A legal mess called Ayodhya, serving as a political potpourri

I am made to believe that few hours from now, a judgment regarding the Ayodhya title suit case would be declared to the Country. Hopefully, justice shall be done. But what is more important, is the question. Whether Indians would learn any lessons out of this holy mess they have generated? Fried with healthy dose of politics of pseudo secularism, spiced by the unfair reporting by the Press, slowly cooked by the Judiciary for more than 60 years. I, the follower of Lord Ram, feel that my God has been insulted. Thoroughly. You divided the country for the sake of power on communal lines, fine, but to drag Gods in the middle of the street and use it for I don't know what, is bad. Very very Bad. History, points out to the fact that, Babar, the Mughal Emperor, in an attempt to escalate his power, demolished several Hindu Shrines and built Mosques on it. Many of chroniclers of this fact belonged outside India and were not even Hindus. Some evidence has even come to light, which i...

The Chutki Girl

I don't know whether I would ever write an autobiography or not. My business mind reminding me always, a hard core fact that very few people would be interested in it and those probably already would know all about my life. Or, at least whatever I want to tell of it. But their is one incident, carved in my memory that I would always find important to include in any book about myself. Here it goes. Few years ago, on a breezy night, I had gone for a walk with a friend. He wanted a cigarette for himself and I decided to get a meetha paan for myself from the same place. So, while we were about to approach the Pan Shop, a girl comes in front of us, begging for money. Not interested in encouraging begging on the streets, we shooed her away. The girl in question, I still recall was about 3 or 4 feet in height, and I don't remember her face, hence I cannot estimate her age. Nevertheless, we can say that she was a kid. At the shop, as we were ordering the stuff we needed, this...

Shayari, poems and thoughts in Hindi and Urdu

चाहने वाला हूँ तेरा, देख ले दर्द ज़रा; तू जो वेइखे एक नज़र कारा लखान दा शुक्र सोहनीये! देख तू कह के मूझे , जान भी दे दूंगा तुझे; तेरा ऐसा हूँ दीवाना, तुने अब तक ये ना जाना हीरीए !!! ---- सरकार शराब बेचकर जिनको गेहूँ चावल बाँटती है वही लोग गेहूँ चावल बेचकर शराब ख़रीद लेते हैं। --- आए थे हँसते खेलते मय-ख़ाने में 'फ़िराक़' जब पी चुके शराब तो संजीदा हो गए --- War is the oldest trick in the book to blunt ideological opposition, nullify accountability & create a fleeting sense of ‘national unity. It is a top-down project designed to dull our senses, suppress our conscience & invalidate our rationality. We must see through this haze. --- "A bank is a place that will lend you money if you can prove that you don't need it." Bob Hope --- हम नेकीया उस उम्र में करते हैं जब गुनाह करने के काबिल नहीं रहते हैं --- "We don't hate them. We hate that we still care." --- “जब समझ आया… स्वाद bottle में नहीं था… वो दोस्तों के साथ बैठने में था.” --- You can drink the...