"Bachelor భాధలు "

బ్రమ్హచారి భాధలు భగవంతుడికి కూడా అర్థం కావు,

అర్థరహిత అభ్యంతరాలతో ఇల్లు ఇవ్వడంతో మొదలై,

అనుమానాల అవమానాల చూపులు వెంటాదే బాకులౌతయి ,

కొంపతీసి Software అన్నావో రెట్టింపైయ్యే Rent ల తో,

అడ్డంగా దోచేసే Advance లు ఛీ ఏందుకీ జీవితం అనిపిస్తాయి.



కష్టపడి నష్టపోయి ఇల్లు అద్దెకు దిగాక మొదలౌతుంది మరోచరిత్ర,

శుభ్రం కిలోమీటరు దూరంలో, అశుభ్రాన్ని అంటిపెట్టుకుని జీవిస్తారు,

ఉతకని బట్టల గుట్టలు, రోజూ పూసే Scent లు, కట్టని కరెంటు Bill లు,

ఎప్పుడొస్తాయో తెలియని నీళ్ళు, మరిగిపోయాక గుర్తుకువచ్చే పాలు,

గుడిముందుకన్నా ఎక్కువగా గందరగోళంగా గంపెడు చెప్పులు.



ఎవడూ కడగక వదిలేసి విసిరేసి అనాథలై ఎదురుచూసే అంట్లు,

పోనీ కష్టపడదామంటే శుభ్రం చేద్దామంటే ఒంగని ఒళ్ళు,

వారం మొత్తం దొబ్బిచుకోని, రెండ్రోజులు పడుకుందామంటే, పనా?

నువ్వంటే నువ్వని ఒకరికొకరు జాలిగా చుసే బేలచుపుల మధ్య Sunday సమాప్తం,

Monday మళ్ళీ మొదలు వారం తో వైరం, సాగే జీవన ప్రయాణం, బ్రమ్హచారి బతుకు దుర్భరం.


-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

"మానవ వలయాలు"

మానవ సంభంధాలు విష వలయాలు,
నీటి బుడగ అంటారు కాని జీవితపు అంతాలు అవి,
ఎక్కడో  వర్షించే మేఘం ఓ నీటి బిందువైతే,
వేల బిందువుల కలయిక ఓ నీటి ప్రవాహమై ముంచెత్తుతుంది.

ఓ ఎడారిలోని ఇసుకరేణువు నీవై ఈ ప్రపంచంలో అడుగిడి,
అనంత రేణువుల్లో అర్థంకాని అంతుబట్టని ఓరాయివిమాత్రమే,
నీ ప్రక్కనున్న ఇసుక రాళ్ళతో పోల్చుకోని తేడాతెలియక తికమక పడతావు,
ఏముంది తేడా, నీలాంటి మరో రాయితో కలిసిన జీవనయానం నీది.

ఆది అంతం లేని ఈ ప్రపంచ పోకడలో పొంతన లేని కోరికలతో,
తీరని ఆశలతో తీర్చలేని భాధలు తనివితీరా అనుభవిస్తూ,
కర్మ అని సర్దుకుని కాసేపు, విధిని వెక్కిరించి కాసేపు, నీ తప్పేంలేదని నవ్వుకుంటావు,
అద్దంలో కనపడేది నీ మొహమే, కాదా? నీ పరిస్థితికి అద్దం నీ మొహమే, కాదా?

అన్నింటికి భాద్యుడివి నువ్వు నీలాంటి నీవాళ్ళు,
నువ్వు నీవాళ్ళు ఏర్పరుచుకున్న విషవలయాలు,
అవే మానవ వలయాలు, ఆశల విలయాలు, ఆగని ప్రళయాలు!!


-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

రాధాక్రిష్ణం - సుమనోహరం

నింగి చేరిన నిశీధిని తడిమిన నెలవంక,

నలుకచెందిన కన్నులతో నింగి చూస్తున్న,రాధమ్మ,

తడిసిన చూపులు తన రాజుని మసకబారుస్తాయేమోని,

తుడిచినంతనే మళ్ళీ తలపులతో నింపుకుని తలవంచిన,రాధమ్మ,

రేరాజులో తన రాజు మోముని, రాతిరిలో ఆ నల్లనయ్యని చూస్తూ,

ద్వారం దగ్గర దాక్కోని దొంగలా మెల్లగా వస్తున్న, క్రిష్ణయ్య,

పసిగట్టి పలుకకుండా పొన్న చెట్టు నీడన కూచుంది, రాధ.

ఐమూలగా కన్నయ్య తనదాకా వచ్చేవరకు వేచిచుస్తూ,

వచ్చిన వెంటనే ఓ పూవులా ఆ పద్మనాభుని పాదం చేరి,

మెల్లగా ఎత్తుకుని హత్తుకున్న హరి హ్రుదయం చేరి,

నల్లని రాతిరిలో, చలువైన చందమామ కింద, చుక్కల చాటున,

ఆరధ్యంతో ఆ రాధ, తన్మయత్వంలో తన తనువుని మర్చిపోయి,

నల్లనయ్య ఒడిలో చేరిన ఆ ద్రుశ్య కావ్యం,

అనంతాత్ముడైన ఆ అతిరథుని ఆలింగన ద్రుశ్యం,

అద్భుతం అత్యత్భుతం అనంతాత్భుతం...

-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్
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Ayn Rand, Friedrich Nietzsche and Liberalism

There has always been a case on how to encounter genuine hypocrisy right from the start of ideological dissection of politics which can be traced back to 1900’s. The highly touted egalitarian activisms and the bigoted collectivisms are the insignias of this century. The intellectual fraud is an ablution of a particular sect, whose ideological inclination has been derived from their anti-Bourgeoisie views and has been extended into various other fields of community. The legacy of intellectual fraud is successfully carried forward by the liberals, one should not take the de facto meaning of the words ‘Liberals’, ‘Liberalism’, ‘Libertarian’ etc.. as they are used in this article with respect to their ugly repercussions which they have made in the course of our history. It’s quite obvious that the world needed something more prudent and ingenuous ideologies to hinder the spreading immorality of these vicious thoughts.

Cold War is always an important chapter in any history text book, because it has tilted and questioned the existing ideological morals. Some feared, some celebrated and some contemplated when an ideology was on the verge of extinction but very few knew that there was a backup created to accommodate the evil which was about to become extinct in a different form. This parasite has embedded itself into many other forms of ideology and very often successfully masks itself to achieve its goals. It’s quite an intriguing question for most laymen of political science on “why does a certain clique of people need a mask to propagate their ideologies?” To give an adequate answer to the previous question, allow me to quote this insightful dialogue from Sidney Sheldon’s book ‘The Other Side of Midnight’

“Whores did not change the course of history, courtesans did”

Do not CRY for Steve Jobs

I am not against people who speak ill of the dead, every human has the right to speak ill of the dead. The fearless independent magazine Tehelka has a mind-blowing article on Steve Jobs, after his death. As always Tehelka has produced a gem of an article and I don’t have enough time to churn nectar from that brilliant article, I just give a tagline to it - #iSuck

Look at the above heartbreaking picture, don’t you feel ashamed if you are one of the tasteless people who cried for Steve Jobs or one of the brainless tweeters who tweeted with the hash tag #iSad or one of pseudo geeks who feel that Steve Jobs was a revolutionary. The picture may break your heart into infinite pieces and makes you repent for the mistake you have committed which is crying for Steve jobs for his death.

We have never shown solidarity, sympathy and pity to all these people who are dying every day. Let me suggest some ablutions which will help you in cleansing your sins.

Life, An Accident and Death

చావు పుట్టుకలు తలరాతలు ఏ రాత ఎంతో ఎవరికెరుక,
గీతగీసిన బ్రమ్హయ్యకీ తెలియదు ఆ గీత బారెంతో,
జంగమయ్యకు తెలుసు ఎన్ని రోజులో ఎన్ని మెతుకులో,
జారిపడ్డ నుదుటి బొట్టు ఏ తోబుట్టుకు కన్నీరిచ్చేనో,
తెగిపడ్డ తాళికెరుక మెడకు చుట్టుకున్న మోజెంతో,
నేల తాకిన కన్నీటికెరుక చెదిరిన కల కథ ఎంతో,


చావు పుట్టుకలు కావు చేరాతలు, మార్చి రాసి మాయచేయుటకు,
ఏ దూరమో ఏ తీరమో ఏన్నడూ కలవని ఓ ఎండమావో,
ఈరోజిలా నిన్నింతగా నమిలి నలిపే నీ నుదుటి రాత,
విధివంచన వ్యధపెంచిన వేళ,వెక్కి ఎడ్చిన భాధ తీరునా?
అంతా అంతమే, జీవితాంతమే, అని తెలిసి అలిసిన మనసా,


మిగిలేది బూడిదని భూమిలో చేరునని భోరున ఏడవమన్న, ఆ రాత,
చావు పుట్టుకలు తలరాత, ఏ రాత ఎంతో కొలవకు, కొలిచి కుమలకు....

 -- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

Rambabu, Software Engineer - రాంబాబు, సాఫ్ట్వేర్ ఇంజనీర్

This post is not written by me, 2 years back this one appeared in my company mail box from a group mail. I felt that i should share this, as this is super hilarious and if you are the creator of this article, please let me know.

రాంబాబు ఈ మధ్యనే ఒక కాలేజీ నుండి తన బీ . టెక్ ( మెకానికల్లో అండోయ్ !) పూర్తి చేసుకుని ఒక కంసల్టెన్సీ ద్వారా బెంగుళూరులో ఒక సాఫ్ట్వేర్ కంపెనీలో ఉద్యోగం సంపాదించాడు . అప్పటిదాకా ఏదో సాదాసీదాగా , మామూల మనిషిలాగా గడిపేసిన రాంబాబు ఈ సఫ్ట్వేర్ కంపెనీలో ఎలాటి పరిస్థితులను ఎదుర్కొంటాడు అన్నదే ఈవేళ్టి నా కథాంశం .  

రాంబాబు వెళ్తూనే వాళ్ళ కాలేజీ సీనియర్ అయిన చందుని కలిశాడు . తన హెచ్ . ఆర్ ఓరియంటేషన్ అయ్యాక మళ్ళి కలుద్దమని అనుకున్నారు . రాంబాబు హెచ్ . ఆర్ ఓరియంటేషన్ పూర్తి చేసుకుని వచ్చాడు . చందు రాంబాబును చూస్తూనే " పద బాస్ , ఒక కాఫీ తాగుతూ మాట్లాడుకుందాము ", అన్నాడు . ఇద్దరూ కలిసి కెఫెటీరియాకి వెళ్ళారు . అక్కడ వాళ్ళ మధ్యన సంభాషణ :

రా : ఏంటి , ఇది మెస్సా ?
చ : మెస్సు లాంటిదే , కెఫిటీరియా అంటారు
రా : ఓహో , ఫుల్ మీల్స్ ఎంత , ప్లేట్ మీల్స్ ఎంత ?
చ : ( ఒక్క నిముషం ఖంగు తిని ) ఒరేయ్ బాబు , ఇక్కడ మీల్స్ ఫ్రీరా , నువ్వెంతైనా తినొచ్చు .
రా : ఆహా , మరి పార్సెల్ కూడా చేసుకోవచ్చా ?
చ : లేదు . అది కుదరదు .
రా : ఓహో , కాఫీ ఆర్డర్ ఇచ్చావా ?
చ : ఇక్కడ మనలాంటి వాళ్ళకు ఆర్డర్ చేసేవాళ్ళే కానీ , తీసుకునే వాళ్ళు ఎవ్వరూ ఉండరు . పద , కాఫీ మిషన్ చూపిస్తాను .
( రాంబాబు , చందు ఇద్దరూ కాఫీ తెచ్చుకుంటారు )
రా : ప్చ్ ... ఏమైనా ఫిల్టర్ కాఫీ రుచి లేదురా .
చ : అదీ దొరుకుతుంది . యాభై రూపాయలే .
రా : అబ్బే , నాకు ఫిల్టర్ కాఫీ ఇష్టం ఉండదు . ఊరికెనే పోల్చి చెప్పాను అంతే .
చ : ( వీడికి ఇంకా కుర్రదనం పోలేదు . కాలేజీకి ఎక్కువ , కార్పొరేట్ కి తక్కువ ) ఓహో .

A Communal Story and poor morons.

Let me tell you a story.

Warning: It’s a communal story, secular claques are warned!

This small communal story happened approximately 4 years back. There were two best friends, let us call them as Ajay and Vijay (Pseudo names). Ajay and Vijay were engineering students and best buddies - they hanged out regularly on the weekends. On a cloudy Saturday Ajay visited Vijay’s house and they planned to spend their Saturday evening by having Pav Bhaji and pani puri at their favorite restaurant. As planned, Ajay and Vijay reached the restaurant, but they were unaware that this weekend would turn out to be a bloody one for them. The restaurant is always crowded and the surrounding area is the hub for micro business and a shopping area for many.

A bomb exploded, killed many – Ajay and Vijay were oblivious to the bomb explosion as the site of the bomb explosion was 5km away from where they were spending their weekend. After five minutes of the bomb explosion in an amusement park, a bomb exploded near the restaurant and killed many, Ajay was one of them. Vijay was not swallowed by death; he survived the bomb blast and was admitted into the hospital. Ajay’s parents were shattered when they heard the news- his body was blown into pieces.

శుభోదయం

నీటిబొట్టు నిర్మాణమైన నీ జీవితం, జీవన ధారకాగా
అణువణువు తనువైతే, పరమాణువు లో భాగమైతే,
తెలియని తెలవారు రవి తపనంతా నీ తనివి తట్టగా,
అనందపు అంచున సుర్యోదయపు మంచున, నిను లేపిన ఆ రవికిరణం,
ఓ కొత్త ఆశల తుంపర, తిమ్మిరిలనువంచి,రే నిద్రను తుంచి,
నీలాల నింగినుంచి నీ కలల కొంగులోకి ఒదిగి,మాయమౌతున్న చందమామ లా,
కోకిలగానం  అమ్రుతం మిగిల్చినట్టుగా,ఆ వెన్నెల తీపిని  పంచి పెంచగా,
సుప్రభాత సరాగాలు, సందెకాలపు సుగంధాలు, చిన్నగా నిను కదిపి,
నాన్న అరుపుల మాటున, అమ్మ జడుపుల మాటున, తప్పక తెరిచిన ఆ కన్నులు,
Einstein సూత్రాలననుసరించి, తెరుచుకున్నంత వేగంగా తిరిగి మూసుకుపోతున్నాయి ఆ రెప్పలు ,
అన్ని వైపులనుండి ముంచెత్తిన సునామీలా, ఆ రోజంతా గిర్రున గుర్తొచ్చి,
తప్పక తిప్పలు పడుతూ  లేచి, అబ్బా అధ్భుతుమైన ఆ రవి-చంద్రుల ఉదయ సంధిని చూసి,
ఆ ఆనంద ద్రుశ్యస్వాంతనలో , ఈ ఉదయం , ప్రతి ఉదయం , జీవన ప్రయాణం మొదలు పెడుతూ...

.....ఓ జీవిత నావికుడు

-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

Open Letter to P.Sainath

I don’t write open letters, but for everything there is a start. I have profound respect for P.Sainath, he is one of the honest journalists in india and one of the few popular journalist who is not on the payroll list of a political party. Sainath is the only journalist who has continuously written on farmers’ death and rural issues when other newspapers and News Channels were more interested in Cleavages and midriffs. Probably a fine stroke of integrity when he rejected the Padmasree award when the other less dignified journalists were crowned with the same. Sainath never hesitated to talk about the corruption and unethical media. Sainath’s articles on rural poverty, depressing financial position of Indian farmers, pathetic state of the Agricultural sector etc…. are eye openers.

Sainath’s recent articles ‘Decadal journeys: debt and despair spur urban growth’ and ‘Census findings point to decade of rural distress’ shows his concern about immigration of rural population and the rise in Urbanization. Sainath’s 1200+ words article pricks the middle class and pours empathy with the rural. Sainath’s circuitous bout on the middle class has forced me to write this post.

"అమ్మ"

పాదుపెట్టకున్నా పూవిచ్చేను ప్రతి పూ మొక్క చిగురాకు నుండి చివరాకు వరకు,
నీరివకున్నా నీ కడుపునింపేను ఓ చేపముక్క అనంత సాగరాలలోంచి వచ్చి,
పెరటంతటి లోని ఓ ఇంటి చెట్టు పండ్లిచ్చేను నీకు చివరికొమ్మ ఎండేంత వరకు,
ఏమివ్వకున్న జన్మనిచ్చేను 'అమ్మ' అమ్రుతమైన తన స్థన్యంతో నీ కడుపునింపి,


ఏమిచ్చి కొలవాలి ఆ మాత్రుమూర్తిని, ఆనందాల తోటలోని అందాల పూలతోనా?
ఏ జన్మలో తీర్చాలి ఈ తల్లి రుణం, ఆన్ని జన్మలలలో ఆమె కడుపున పుట్టా?
ఏ హిమాలయాల చల్లదనం తో పోల్చెము నీ చల్లని చూపులను, తరగని నీప్రేమతోనా? 
'అమ్మా ' , రానివ్వము నీ కంట చెమ్మ , వ్రుథాకానివ్వము నీ ప్రేమామ్రుతం ఏ జన్మ....


-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

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paadu pettakunnaa poovichchenu prati poo mokka chiguraaku nundi chivaraaku varaku,
neerivakunnaa nee kadupunimpenu O chepamukka ananta saagaraalalOnchi vachchi,
pertantati loni O inti chetu pandlichchrnu neeku chivarikomma endenta varaku,
Emivvakunna janmanichchenu 'amma' amrutamaina tane sthanyamto nee kadupunimpi,

Emichchi kolavaali aa maatrumoortini, aanandaala totaloni andaala poolatonaa?
E janmalO teerchaali ee talli runam, anni janmalalalo aame kadupunaa puttaa?
E himaalayaala challadanam to polchemu nee challani chupulanu, taragani nee prema tonaa? 
'ammaa' , raanivvamu nee kanta chemma , vruthaa kaanivvamu nee premaamrutam ee janma....

జీవితమే ఓక ఆట

అనుకున్నామని జరగవు అన్నీ అనుకోలేదు అని ఆగవు కొన్ని,

జరిగినవన్నీ నీవల్ల జరగలేదు ఆగినవన్నీ నువ్వాపలేదు,

కాలం ఆడే ఆట ఇది అనుకో నువ్వు ఏం చెయలేక ఆడాలినువ్వు,

ఓడడం గెలవడం నీ ప్రతిభ కాదు, ఫలితం నిర్ణయించేసిన ఈ ఆటలో,

కాలం రాసిన నీ తలరాత, నీ జీవితం మొత్తం ఓ ఎదురీత,

అంతులేని నదిమలుపుల ఈ రాత,కలిసేను సాగరంలో చివరంట,

అయినా పాపం ఇంకా అశిస్తావు నువ్వు,నేననుకున్నది జరిగితే బాగుండని,

నువ్వనుకున్నా అలా కాలం అనుకోదు,ఫలితం నిర్ణయించేసిన ఈ ఆటలో,

ఫలితం నిర్ణయించిన ఈ ఆటలో, నీ ఎదురుచూపులు ఎవరు చూస్తున్నారో?

నువ్వనుకున్నది జరగట్లేదు నువ్వుకోరుకున్నది దక్కట్లేదు, ఈ ఆటలో,

వింతైన ఈ విధి ఆటలో నువ్వు ఓ పావు మాత్రమే,

శాపం నీకు పాపం నీకు, ఆట కాలనిది ఆనందం కాలనిది,

ఫలితం నిర్ణయించేసిన ఈ విధి ఆడే వింత ఆటలో.....

-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

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anukunnaamani jaragavu annI anukOlEdu ani aagavu konni,

jariginavannI nIvalla jaragalEdu aaginavannI nuvvaapalEdu,

kaalam aaDE aaTa idi anukO nuvvu Em cheyalEka aaDaalinuvvu,

ODaDam gelavaDam nI pratibha kaadu, phalitam nirNayinchEsina I aaTalO,

kaalam raasina nI talaraata, nI jeevitam mottam O edurIta,

antulEni nadimalupula I raata,kalisEnu saagaramlO chivaranTa,

ayinaa paapam inkaa aSistaavu nuvvu,nEnanukunnadi jarigitE baagunDani,

nuvvanukunnaa alaa kaalam anukOdu,phalitam nirNayinchEsina I aaTalO,

phalitam nirNayinchina I aaTalO, nee eduruchUpulu evaru chUstunnaarO?

nuvvanukunnadi jaragaTlEdu nuvvukOrukunnadi dakkaTlEdu, I aaTalO,

vintaina I vidhi aaTalO nuvvu O paavu maatramE,

Saapam neeku paapam neeku, aaTa kaalanidi aanandam kaalanidi,

phalitam nirNayinchEsina I vidhi aaDE vinta aaTalO.....

Tell All: A Must Read All

“No, none of us seem so very real. We are only supporting characters in the lives of each other. Any real truth, any precious fact will always be lost in a mountain of shattered make believes.” ~ Hazie Coogan, Tell All

Voila! And there I found her at last! Hurled and hidden beneath a stack of second hand literary classics she had been gasping for a breather when I met her first and thus started a somewhat unlikely camaraderie.

It was one of those walks I usually take across College Street just to get over my frequent lows. The smell of brittle, sepia turned pages has always proved a cure. With no particular book in mind I had just been browsing through the shops pretty aimlessly until I chanced upon her.

........................తొలిప్రేమ

రోజూ చూసే రోజాపూవు రోజంతా చూడానలనిపిస్తోంది,
నిన్నా మొన్నా నడిచిన దారంతా మళ్ళీ నడవాలనిపిస్తోంది,
ఏప్పుడూ వినే ఆ FM పాటే మళ్ళీ మళ్ళీ వినాలనిపిస్తోంది,
ఎందుకో ఈ రోజు కొత్తగావుంది,ఏంటా వింత అని తెలుసుకోవాలనుంది,


మదితలుపులు తట్టిన ఓ అఙ్ఞాత వనితా, నీ మాటని విన్నది ఈ మది,
ఎదురుగాలేని నువ్వు ఎదరాగం మీటావా? ఏ రాగం తెలియని నా ఎదలో,
నడకతోనే కవ్వించావు నేను నడిచే నడకలో, నన్ను నేను మరిచేంతగా,
ఏంటో తెలియని హాయిలో ముంచి, కనిపించవు నువ్వు, ఏంటా నవ్వు??

అపర్ణమైన నా హ్రుదయరోజా కొమ్మ, పూసిందనుకుంటా  నీ నవ్వు తోనే,
నువ్వు నడిచిన దారంతా నేనూ నడిచా, పూచిన ఆ రొజాతొనే,
విన్న ఆ FM పాటే, నీ మాటతో వింటుంటే, పాటంతా నీ మాటలా ఉంది,
అందుకేనా ఈ రోజు కొత్తగా ఉంది, నన్ను నేనే మరిచేంత కొంగొత్తగా ఉంది.....

-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్


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rOjU chUsE rOjApUvu rOjantaa chUDaanalanipistOndi,
ninnaa monnaa naDichina daarantaa maLLI naDavaalanipistOndi,
EppuDU vinE A paaTE maLLI maLLI vinaalanipistOndi,
endukO ee rOju kottagaavundi,EnTaa vinta ani telusukOvaalanundi,


maditalupulu taTTina O a~maata vanitaa, nee maaTani vinnadi ee madi,
edurugaalEni nuvvu edaraagam meeTaavaa, E raagam teliyani naa edalO,
naDakatOnE kavvinchaavu nEnu naDichE naDakalO, nannu nEnu marichEntagaa,
EnTO teliyani haayilO munchi, kanipinchavu nuvvu, EnTaa navvu??


aparNamaina naa hrudayarOjA komma, pUsindanukunTaa  nee navvu tOnE,
nuvvu naDichina daarantaa nEnU naDichaa, pUchina aa rojaatonE,
vinna A paaTE, nee maaTatO vinTunTE, paaTantaa nee maaTalaa undi,
andukEnaa ee rOju kottagaa undi, nannu nEnE marichEnta kongottagaa undi.....

'అ' శాశ్వతమైన - 'మనీ' షి

అశాశ్వతమైన ఈ ప్రపంచం లో, శాశ్వతం వెతికే ఓ మనిషి,
నింగికెగిసిన పక్షి కోసం నిచ్చెన వేస్తావు, నింగి నుండీ జారి పడతావు,
ఎండ మావిని చూసి ఏంతో దూరం వెళ్తావు, ఎడారని తెలిసాక ఏడుస్తావు,
నీటి బొట్టును ఒడిసిన తామరను చేరాలని, కాలుజారి బురదలో పడతావు,

అందీ అందని అందలాన ఉండే చందమామ, అందుతుందని అమ్మ చెప్తుంది,
తెలిసీ తెలియక వేసే తప్పటడుగులతో,నడక నేరుస్తావని నాన్న అంటాడు,
అందదని తెలిసీ అందిపుచ్చుకోగలవని, అమ్మ గోరుముద్ద మురిపిస్తే,
తప్పని తెలిసీ తప్పటడుగుల లో తప్పు లేదని నాన్న అంటే,

నీ జీవితం, శాశ్వతంగా, అందని ఆశలతో మొదలౌతుంది,

ఊహ తెలియక ముందు, ఊహల లోకం లో ఉయ్యాల ఊగుతావు,
ఊహ తెలిసాక, ఊహల ఉచ్చులో, ఉరి పోసుకుంటావు,
ఆశల ఆశయాల ఆకాశం లో ఆనందం కోసం అన్వేషించి,
అడియాశల అలజడి లో అయోమయం లో అంతమైపోతావు,

నీ జీవితం, అశాశ్వతమైన ప్రపంచం లో అనిశ్చితితో ముగుస్తుంది,

మహోన్నతమైన మానవ జన్మ, ఓ నవ జన్మ కాకముందే,
మానవ వలయం లో,మానవ విలయం లో,కలిసిపోతుంది,
మహోత్క్రుష్టమైన నీ ఆత్మ, పరమాత్మ ని చేరకముందే,
పరమాత్మ నింద లో, పర ఆత్మ నింద లో, ఆత్మార్పణ చేస్తావు,

'అ'శాశ్వతమైన , ఓ 'మనీ'షి???

-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

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aSaaSvatamaina ee prapamcham lO, SaaSvatam vetikE O manishi,
ningikegisina pakshi kOsam nichchena vEstaavu, ningi nunDI jaari paDataavu,
enDa maavini chUsi EntO dooram veLtaavu, eDaarani telisaaka EDustaavu,
neeTi boTTunu oDisina taamaranu chEraalani, kaalujaari buradalO paDataavu,

andI andani andalaana unDE chandamaama, andutundani amma cheptundi,
telisI teliyaka vEsE tappaTaDugulatO,naDaka nErustaavani naanna anTaaDu,
andadani telisI andipuchchukOgalavani, amma gOrumudda muripistE,
tappani telisI tappaTaDugula lO tappu lEdani naanna anTE,

nee jeevitam, SaaSvatamgaa, andani aaSalatO modalautundi,

ooha teliyaka mundu, oohala lOkam lO uyyaala oogutaavu,
ooha telisaaka, oohala uchchulO, uri pOsukunTaavu,
aaSala aaSayaala aakaaSam lO aanandam kOsam anVEshinchi,
aDiyaaSala alajaDi lO ayOmayam lO antamaipOtaavu,

nee jeevitam, aSaaSvatamaina prapancham lO aniSchititO mugustundi,

mahOnnatamaina maanava janma, O nava janma kaakamundE,
maanava valayam lO,maanava vilayam lO,kalisipOtundi,
mahOtkrushTamaina nee aatma, paramaatma ni chErakamundE,
paramaatma ninda lO, para aatma ninda lO, aatmaarpaNa chEstaavu,

'a 'SaaSvatamaina , O 'manee ' shi???

Sita Sings the Blues and its dumbness

What do you expect when a fatuous bloke is given "Thus Spoke Zarathustra"?. The probability of him/her understanding even a couple of pages is null, same is with the liberal claques when it comes to literature. Recently, I heard that there was a minute controversy over screening of the animation film 'Sita Sings the Blues', it reminded me that this animated film was lying in my hard disk for a very long time along with other films and it took some time for me to unearth it.

The cardinal plot of the movie revolves around the epic 'Ramayana' and there is a parallel plot about the break up of a San Francisco couple. The story of 'Ramayana' is narrated with the help of three silhouettes puppets. After a montage the film title appears in English flavored Devanagari script followed by God Natraja dancing awkwardly, Lord Brahma with his four heads rotating and Goddess Lakshmi pressing the legs of Lord Vishnu. The puppets narrate the story of Ramayana by giving us some gyan like the demolition of Babri Masjid, time-period in which story of ramayana took place etc..,.

I wouldn't waste much time on this post, but would reveal what I have learned from this film.

• Kaikeyi can be equated with a voluptuous nurse which we commonly see in online porn.
• Ravana did only one mistake in his entire life, which is abducting Sita.
• Soorpanaka entices Ravana by comparing the Sita’s bosoms with lotus flower.
• Sita is a slave to Lord Rama.
• Sita is a bloodthirsty women.
• Lord Rama kicks Sita every now and then.
• Lord Rama tramples on the pregnant stomach of Sita.
• Lord Rama suspects that the fetus of Sita is from Ravana.
• Few more….

ఈ దుర్యోధన దుశ్శాసన దుర్వినీత లోకంలో

ఈ దుర్యోధన దుశ్శాసన దుర్వినీత లోకంలో
రక్తాశ్రులు చిందిస్తూ రాస్తున్నా శోకంతో

మరో మహాభారతం ఆరవ వేదం.
మానభంగ పర్వంలో....మాత్రు హ్రుదయ నిర్వేదం..నిర్వేదం

పుడుతూనే పాలకేడ్చీ, పుట్టీ జంపాలకేడ్చీ,
పెరిగి పెద్ద కాగానే, ముద్దూ మురిపాల కేడ్చీ,
తనువంతా దోచుకున్న తనయులు మీరూ,
మగసిరితో బ్రతకలేక కీచకులై,కుటిల కామ నీచకులై,

స్త్రీ జాతిని అవమానిస్తే???
మీ అమ్మల స్తన్యంతో, మీ అక్కల రక్తంతో,
రంగరించి రాస్తున్నా ఈనాడె మీకొసం,

మరో మహాభారతం ఆరవ వేదం.
మానభంగ పర్వంలో....మాత్రు హ్రుదయ నిర్వేదం..నిర్వేదం

కన్న మహా పాపానికి ఆడది తల్లిగ మారీ,నీ కండలు పెంచినది (ఈ) గుండెలతో కాదా?
ఏర్రని తన రక్తాన్నే తెల్లని నెత్తురు చేసి పెంచుకున్న తల్లి ఒక ఆడదని మరిచారా?
కనపడలేదా అక్కడ పాపలుగా మీ చరిత్ర,ఏనాడొ మీరుంచిన లేత పెదవి ముద్రా?
ప్రతి భారత సతి మానం చంద్రమతి మాంగల్యం,మర్మ స్థానం కాదది నీ జన్మ స్థానం!!
మానవతకి మోక్షమిచ్చు పుణ్యక్షేత్రం !!

శిశువులుగా మీరు పుట్టి పశువులుగా మారితే,
మానవ రుపంలోనే దానవులై పేరిగితే,
సభ్యతకి సంస్క్రుతికి సమాధులే కడితే,
కన్నులుండీ చూడలేని ద్రుతరాష్ట్రుల పాలనలో,
భర్తలుండీ విధవ అయిన ద్రౌపది ఆక్రందనలో,

నవశక్తులు యువ శక్తులు నిర్వీర్యం అవుతుంటే,
ఏమైపోతుందీ సభ్య సమాజం,ఏమైపొతుంది మానవ ధర్మం,

ఏమైపోతుందీ ఈ భారత దేశం,
మన భారత దేశం, మన భారత దేశం......

సోయగాల సాగరం

వేయి తలల విలయ హోరు, వయ్యారాల వింత జోరు,
బాట లేని బ్రతుకు పోరు, బావుటాల గాలి హోరు,
అందమైన అలల తీరు, ఆగదమ్మ ఎంత పొగరు,
సాయంకలాన సాగరం చేరి హాయిలమ్మ ఒడిన చేజారు!!

అలుపు లేని కెరటపు ఎత్తు, అనంతమైన భూమితోనా నీ పొత్తు,
తేడా తెలియని సాగర తీరం,కలిసి విడిపొయే తీరు విడ్డూరం,
కడుపులో దాచుకున్న నదుల ప్రవహాం, ఎండ వేడికి కరిగేను నీ అహం!!

వెన్నెలో వేయి రంగుల నీవు, ఏడు రంగుల హరివిల్లు మధ్య ఇమిడావు,
అనంతమైన సాగరామా - అనంత రహస్యాల ప్రశాంత నిలయమా,
విలయాలు,ప్రళయాలు,ప్రవాహాలు,విహారాలు, అన్నీ దాచిన నీ వినమ్రాలు,
నీకు లేవు నామరూపాలు - చల్లగా చూడమని మా విన్నపాలు,

నీలి రంగుల నీ ఒడిలో సేదతీరుతున్న.... ఓ సముద్ర ప్రేమికుడు

-- మీ సాయి కార్తీక్

The Great Indian Birthday Bash!

Being a celebrity comes with a bad package and being a super celebrity comes with an even worser one. Take a moment off your reality and imagine being Rabindranath for a while. Imagine Sneaky peeps into your life continuing even after some seven decades since your death. No matter how cacophonous they are, all trying to sing songs you once wrote and some still ambitious ones engaging themselves in forging your painting and exhibiting them. People won’t bother to read you ever but to an utter dismay your poems would pop up whenever there is some loose talk or the other going on. 

Getting your poems imprinted on kurtas might become a fashion craze and your works; those which were once born out of your veneration for life are left helplessly clinging on to some sweat stinking bodies. It might as well become a common prerogative amongst the pseudo intelligentsia to flaunt their expertise on you. While Marxists would claim that you were a reactionary born into a rich household and that your works are over hyped, some ‘liberals’ would come up to point out how your words endorse their profound pontifications.

While nothing gets done to retrieve the Nobel you once won, you become a part of the central budget session with the Union Finance Minister declaring an international award on your honour (Good God knows who will bag it). And last but not the least; if you have been unfortunate enough to have your 150^th birth anniversary coinciding with the assembly elections, you get grossly misquoted almost by every other leader, be it the ruling left or the opposition. Being the greatest poet of the times does not come easy you see.

I don’t intend to present any overview of the Tagorian oeuvre here. Neither do I claim to have the requisite erudition for such a task nor will the space of this rather small write up allow that. At the most I can share my reading. To me the great poet comes across primarily as one who would rejoice the joy of living. 

Despite his personal losses, he could still perceive life as celebration, a pulsating manifestation of the Divine omnipresence. In his foreword to the work on the Upanishads by Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, Rabindranath points out “Our soul has its Anandam, its consciousness of the infinite, which is blissful. This seeks its expression in the limits which, when they assume the harmony of forms and the balance of movements, constantly indicate the limitless. Such expression is freedom, freedom from the barrier of obscurity. Such a medium of limits we have in ourselves which is our medium of expression. It is for us to develop this into Ananda-rUpam amRtham, an embodiment of deathless joy, and only then can the infinite in us can no longer remain obscured.” 

The poet shall forever persevere to proximate this ecstasy through his poetry. Rabindranath comes across as a poet who aspires and thereby inspires us to break the boundaries imposed on us by the hegemonic institutions. It is only by doing so that we shall come in term with what we are – that ‘self’, which remains unperturbed by the dogmas and the narrowness that are often imposed upon us. This notion of selfhood recurs in his works on social issues too. Thus stories like Gora, Laboratory, Chaturanga and Noshtoneer remain not just social commentaries but become accounts of individuals.

 Just as any great work of art, Rabindranath’s works too are multivalent and thus open multiple interpretations. Any keen reader must read his works first instead of letting others form their opinions. And it is this reading of Tagore’s works, which has so conspicuously taken a backseat amidst all these hullabaloo over the 150^th birth anniversary.

Tagore with Albert Einstein

So what all is being done to celebrate this gala birthday bash? Well, the Prime Minister has announced a whooping sum to be given to the Vishwabharati to commemorate the occasion. With buggers paying their taxes this is no huge task but I cannot but ponder whether this too shall be a case of squandering in the absence of any definite plan to put this money into use. This isn’t all. 

There are commemorative stamps, special menus arranged at posh Kolkata restaurants, microphones blaring rabindrasangeet at the oddest hours of the day. A rather curious piece of news is that I just came across is that Cornell University has put up the poet’s snipped beard as an exhibit. We have all been so busy with the festivities surrounding Tagore that we have become almost oblivious of the fact that this year also marks the 150^th birth anniversary of Prafulla Chandra Roy, a chemist per excellence and the founder of the Bengal Chemicals and Pharmaceuticals!

I hold nothing against the celebrations of Rabindranath’s sesquicentennial birth anniversary. Just that I remain apprehensive about its inconsequentiality. Let us not reduce this great man to just a mere brand. Let us stop thinking of Rabindra Rachanabalis  as show pieces adorning our bookshelves. Let us delve deep into reading Tagore from now on.

-- Priyanka Mukherjee

Stardust Memories: The Overlooked Masterpiece

Yesterday i watched 'Stardust Memories' for the fourth time with microscopic eyes with some desire to find its nano faults and to understand why it has been profoundly underrated. Instead of i writing a boring post, i decided to present Woody Allen's 'Stardust Memories' with snapshots, videos and quotes. Help Yourself!

Fellinism :

The Garbage dump in the first scene.

Elephant-Childhood dream to get it as a birthday gift

Fond of magic since childhood.

Alternate Ending to movie by production company.

Bergmanism :

Beautiful shot with the mention of 'Hiroshima'.

The 64 seconds single close up shot.

The Robust closeup shots.

Politics :

Poster on the wall: His views against 'Vietnam War'.

When you told her that you had been a leftist.. and that you had been in jail, her mouth was hanging open. She's intensely middle-class, you know. I find that extremely difficult to swallow, even now. ~ Woody Allen

I can prove that if there's life anywhere else in the universe, they will have a Marxist economy ~ Some Idiot

Some Guy - Where do you stand politically?
Woody Allen: I'm for total, honest democracy, you know...and I also believe the American system can work.

Philosophy, Childhood etc...:

Superman in Childhood 

Concentrate on Background and Conversation.

with a desperate fan.

Childhood Memories.

Speech after a presumed death.

Sigmund Freud?

For me Stardust Memories is a masterpiece and a very hard film to be pulled off in such a remarkable fashion.

Tollywoodization

It was during those days, when single screen theaters were blushing with every new release. I bunked the NDA exam, yes NDA (National Defence Academy entrance exam) and decided to watch a film, i went to 'Sandhya' theater at RTC Cross Roads to watch 'Venky'. I was shocked to see the rush for tickets and was compelled to watch a ******* patriotic film in 'Sapthagiri'. I primarily remember this incident for couple of reasons.
1- For the first time in my life, i decided to bunk the exam and watch a film.
2- I had a passion to join in Armed Forces but even then i bunked the exam due to small intermediate trauma.

The rise of multiplexes, a polished face for our Hi-Tech cosmopolitan hyderabad. There was a fear that the days of single screens are numbered and the popular telugu cinema is gonna die, i was thrilled when i heard such discussions for my own reasons. Many friends did not miss their chance to take a sarcastic dig a UNpopular films, they said "Time has come for telugu film-goers to carry a torchlight when they enter the multiplex, as its hard to see critically acclaimed films"

Multiplexes did have an impact, many film lovers now have the chance to watch hollywood films on the same day of release as that of USA, animated movies made a positive impression, unearthed genres were introduced etc...,. but apart there are some other changes like buying a 5 rupees samosa for 30 rupees, boys are now more tormented with their girl friends as the size of popcorn buckets(yes, now we call buckets) are increased from some size to XXL or king size or whatever, seriously why do u need a popcorn while watching a film?. Now telugu families who visit multiplexes talk only in english with their kids even though they are well versed in telugu. The new gen  kids are now addicted to junk food and parents don't mind spending money even though its damn costly, as it is multiplex culture.

With the rise of internet users and multiplex culture, we have so called film critics and the mushroom growth of telugu websites on telugu cinema which constantly give us gyan and provide some masala stuff in parallel. The way in which fans of one hero abuse the other hero is a very common is social networking sites, they compare the hero introductory scenes, dialogues, etc.,. these make me laugh and i very much acknowledge the humor produced from these senseless altercations even though it is not intentional. Sometimes, the greatness of a film is measured by the highest amount spent for a black ticket on the first day.

So, how many film critics do we have? many of you might come out with a combined number of tata sumos used by B.Gopal and V.V.Vinayak in their films -- but i am asking for film critics who understands the art of film making, i would say the number would be less than the number of heroines in Telugu Film Industry who can speak normal telugu if not good telugu. There is a new trend emerging, its the business of film ratings. A good film may get a good rating from these popular websites, but there is not guarantee that a bad film will get a bad rating, it all depends on the ______, you know what i am talking about, you can fill the blank.

What do you think of a guy who comes with newspaper pieces stuffed in his pockets and throws them on the multiplex screen when the hero is introduced in the film? I always pondered about the excitement of such fans,   how can these guys go crazy and dance before cinema theaters?, why do they spend so much money for cut-outs of their film heros?, the huge garlands for those cut-outs? and what not. I never felt like doing these things, i do not shout or whistle in the theater, is this a defect in me? lack of tollywood harmones? Anyway, i do have my own idiosyncrasies, for example - Jessie wore 15 beautiful sarees in 'Ye Maya Chesave'.

Friedrich Nietzsche on Communism/Socialism

A man’s political inclination is based on a series of experiences and expectations from the society and the idea of political thought is an instant reaction from the brain to counter/support the arguments made on the particular situation. A man’s political philosophy cannot be limited to his personal good but it has to be extended to a society in which he has his own goals to achieve and make a political statement which has its implications beyond his reach and would impact other generation. The Next–Gen impact is not accidental to the political philosophy, but a conscious decision and decisive perception of the man who intends to spread it irrespective of time and geography.

The question of ‘morals and politics’, ‘ethics and politics’, ‘greed and politics’, ‘humanity and politics’, ‘Development and politics’ and ‘Barmecidal and Politics’ are sophomoric arguments in context of active players. Politics is almost a necessity of mankind. The power of Power in the political arena is underrated; it is the driving force behind frenzy political activity. Politics is a path for the quest for power and man’s ‘Will to Power’ should not be ignored in this process.

An anarchist’s propriety should be scrutinized in a society and his scorn for politics cannot be just based on his claims of evil in politics. The sacred texts, mythology and society has very much proven that anarchism is no less evil that bad politics but a greater evil than shoddy politics. Ayn Rand has edifying views about anarchism ….

“Anarchy, as a political concept, is a naive floating abstraction. A society without an organized government would be at the mercy of the first criminal who came along and who would precipitate it into the chaos of gang warfare. But the possibility of human immorality is not the only objection to anarchy, even a society whose every member was fully rational and faultlessly moral, could not function in a state of anarchy, it is the need of objective laws and of an arbiter for honest disagreements among men that necessitates the establishment of a government. “[1]

In a democracy and particularly in a developing country, the debate of the role of state is vehemently argued by Left, Right and Centre. The left has always presented its simple solution which goes smooth with its ideology, the Centre as always has never made a their stand clear and the Right has its own dilemma in having a rigid opinion about the role of state in the life of an individual and in society. Is it politically possible for an Authoritarian state with limited control? Can such a government exist in a democracy? Is it practically possible to accommodate such a scenario? Does it pass political Rectitude?

Friedrich Nietzsche was not in favor of Democracy. He equates Democracy with Christianity “The democratic movement is the heir to Christianity” [2] and waylays Socrates and Plato by asking , “How could the most beautiful growth of antiquity, Plato, contract such a disease? Did the wicked Socrates corrupt him after all? Could Socrates have been the corrupter of youth after all? And did he deserve his hemlock?” [3]

Sigmund Freud’s praise for Nietzsche is obvious in its recognition of Nietzsche’s philosophical finesse and Freud’s theories have often exposed the Marxist grotesqueness. Sigmund Freud declared that Nietzsche is “a philosopher whose guesses and intuitions often agree in the most astonishing way with the laborious findings of psychoanalysis.” I reference Sigmund Freud to make a strong base to support Nietzsche’s Political Philosophy which is often criticized for the lack of political-ness in it and it’s often said that Friedrich Nietzsche’s works do not reflect the true politics and it’s a misadventure, but his political philosophy has made me feel the other way and I am glad to say that he was one of best political philosopher and an underrated one.

It’s just not literary romanticism or a political manifestation or an antipathy towards a political class, it’s a view of an individual with his bionic grasp of society and man as it pivotal element in shaping the future of the society. As always, man is a superman – his strong belief that man is something has to be surpassed is not rhetoric, but an actual postulation of the animal instinct which is hidden deep inside a man.

“‘Why so hard?’ the kitchen coal once said to the diamond. ‘After all, are we not close kin?’
Why so soft? O my brothers, thus I ask you: are you not after all my brothers?” [4]

Friedrich Nietzsche on Communism/Socialism:- 

“When the exceptional man handles the mediocre man with more delicate fingers than he applies to himself or to his equals, this is not merely kindness of heart—it is simply his duty… . Whom do I hate most heartily among the rabbles of today? The rabble of Socialists, the apostles to the Chandala, who undermine the workingman’s instincts, his pleasure, his feeling of contentment with his petty existence—who make him envious and teach him revenge… . Wrong never lies in unequal rights; it lies in the assertion of “equal” rights… . What is bad? But I have already answered: all that proceeds from weakness, from envy, from revenge. The anarchist and the Christian have the same ancestry… .”[5]

“A question of power, not justice. For men who always consider the higher usefulness of a matter, socialism, if it really is the uprising against their oppressors of people oppressed and kept down for thousands of years, poses no problem of justice (with the ludicrous, weak question: “How far should one yield to its demands?”), but only a problem of power ( “To what extent can one use its demands?”). So it is like a natural power-steam, for example-which is either forced by man, as a god of machines, into his service, or, when there are mistakes in the machine (that is, errors of human calculation in its construction), wrecks itself and the human with it. To solve that question of power, one must know how strong socialism is, and in which of its modifications it can still be used as a mighty lever within the current political power game; in some circumstances one would even have to do everything possible to strengthen it. With every great force (even the most dangerous), humanity must think how to make it into a tool of its own intentions.

Socialism gains a right only when the two powers, the representatives of the old and new, seem to have come to war, but then both parties prudently calculate how they may preserve themselves to best advantage, and this results in their desire for a treaty. No justice without a treaty. Until now, however, there has been neither war in the indicated territory, nor treaties, and thus no rights, and no “ought” either.”[6]     .

“Socialism in respect to its means. Socialism is the visionary younger brother of an almost decrepit despotism, whose heir it wants to be. Thus its efforts are reactionary in the deepest sense. For it desires a wealth of executive power, as only despotism had it; indeed, it outdoes everything in the past by striving for the downright destruction of the individual, which it sees as an unjustified luxury of nature, and which it intends to improve into an expedient organ of the community. Socialism crops up in the vicinity of all excessive displays of power because of its relation to it, like the typical old socialist Plato, at the court of the Sicilian tyrant;11 it desires (and in certain circumstances, furthers) the Caesarean power state of this century, because, as we said, it would like to be its heir. But even this inheritance would not suffice for its purposes; it needs the most submissive subjugation of all citizens to the absolute state, the like of which has never existed. And since it cannot even count any longer on the old religious piety towards the state, having rather always to work automatically to eliminate piety (because it works on the elimination of all existing states), it can only hope to exist here and there for short periods of time by means of the most extreme terrorism. Therefore, it secretly prepares for reigns of terror, and drives the word “justice” like a nail into the heads of the semi-educated masses, to rob them completely of their reason (after this reason has already suffered a great deal from its semieducation), and to give them a good conscience for the evil game that they are supposed to play. Socialism can serve as a rather brutal and forceful way to teach the danger of all accumulations of state power, and to that extent instill one with distrust of the state itself. When its rough voice chimes in with the battle cry “As much state as possible,” it will at first make the cry noisier than ever; but soon the opposite cry will be heard with strength the greater: ‘As little state as possible.’”[7]


“It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life. Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them. Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs. This sign I give unto you: every people speaketh its language of good and evil: this its neighbour understandeth not. Its language hath it devised for itself in laws and customs. But the state lieth in all languages of good and evil; and whatever it saith it lieth; and whatever it hath it hath stolen. False is everything in it; with stolen teeth it biteth, the biting one. False are even its bowels.”[8]

“As little State as possible! All political and economic matters are not of such great value that they ought to be dealt with by the most talented minds: such a waste of intellect is at bottom worse than any state of distress. These matters are and ever will be the province of smaller minds and others than the smaller minds should not be at the service of this workshop: it would be better to let the machinery work itself to pieces again! Yet as matters stand at the present time when not only do all people believe that they must know all about it day by day but wish likewise to be always busy about it and in so doing neglect their own work. it is a great and ridiculous mistake. The price that has to be paid for the “public safety “is far too high and what is maddest of all we effect the very opposite of “public safety” a fact which our own dear century has undertaken to prove as if this had never been proved before! To make society secure against thieves and fire and to render it thoroughly fit for all kinds of trade and traffic and to transform the State in a good and evil sense into a kind of Providence—these aims are low mediocre and not by any means indispensable; and we should not seek to attain them by the aid of the highest means and instruments which exist—means which we should reserve precisely for our highest and rarest aims! Our age, however much it may chatter about economy is in fact wasteful: it wastes spirit the most precious thing of all.”[9]

“The stupidity — at bottom, the degeneration of instinct, which is today the cause of all stupidities — is that there is a labor question at all. Certain things one does not question: that is the first imperative of instinct. I simply cannot see what one proposes to do with the European worker now that one has made a question of him. He is far too well off not to ask for more and more, not to ask more immodestly. In the end, he has numbers on his side. The hope is gone forever that a modest and self-sufficient kind of man, a Chinese type, might here develop as a class: and there would have been reason in that, it would almost have been a necessity. But what was done? Everything to nip in the bud even the preconditions for this: the instincts by virtue of which the worker becomes possible as a class, possible in his own eyes, have been destroyed through and through with the most irresponsible thoughtlessness. The worker was qualified for military service, granted the right to organize and to vote: is it any wonder that the worker today experiences his own existence as distressing — morally speaking, as an injustice? But what is wanted? I ask once more. If one wants an end, one must also want the means: if one wants slaves, then one is a fool if one educates them to be masters.” [10]

References:
1. Virtue of Selfishness by Ayn Rand.
2. Beyond Good and Evil
3. Twilight of the Idols
4. Thus Spoke Zarathustra
5. The Antichrist
6. Human, All Too Human
7. Human, All Too Human
8. Thus Spoke Zarathustra
9. The Dawn
10. Twilight of the Idols

Most of the works of Friedrich Nietzsche are in Public Domain.

Safety Valves of Left Liberals

Left Liberals are a hybrid product of slyness, fallacy and cockeyedness. These rare species deserve to be extinct, but somehow they still exist with the help of their usual gimmicks – Sometimes they do fall in the category of ‘Endangered Species’.‘Outlook’ magazine comes with a boring and spineless article on the Muslims of Gujarat ‘One side of the Divide’ and we have a comment by this famous talented lady.

“Some say Muslims must move on, but what choice did they have? People accept their fate though they didn’t get justice.” Mallika Sarabhai

The above quote strikes the chord with many, but one never tries to deconstruct such feckless quotes. The common man is addicted to the bad habit of satisfying with what he listens and what he sees without applying some strain on his cerebrum and accepts these baseless and goosy comments.

When people of a particular religion are involved in any wrong doing, we have to hear statements like “These people are devoid of basic education, society forces them to takes such steps”. After 26/11 Mumbai attacks and series of bomb blasts across the country, I find some left liberals whispering statements like “One needs to look into the root causes, instead of fuming hatred”.

Image Courtesy: The Economist

Does ‘Education’ solve everything; will it change the thinking of an individual? The faith of a particular religion? An individual’s perception towards other religions? There is an interesting graph done with the help of the data provided by UN and World Bank. The percentage of expenditure on Defence and Education. The graph throws some interesting points— Percentage of Budget spent on Defence by Pakistan is higher in comparison with India and Indonesia—Percentage of Budget spent on Education by Pakistan is lower in comparison with India and Indonesia. So, one would step ahead and say that Pakistan is facing a crisis of Terrorism & Religious Extremism because of lack of attention for education. Before jumping to the above conclusion let us explore more about the same graph. The percentage of spending on Defence by Indonesia is less in comparison with India and Pakistan and the percentage of spending on Education by Indonesia is higher in comparison with India and Pakistan. So, obvious conclusion from the above statement is that Indonesia is more progressive.

Unfortunately, the above two obvious conclusions contradict each other. Pakistan is the epicenter of Global terrorism, Shia-Sunni hatred, etc..,. Indonesia too gets a good rank when it comes to the degrees of terrorism; killing of Ahmadiyya’s to name few. So, I can safely say that less expenditure on Defence is really not a good option for good governance and more expenditure on Education doesn’t provide immunity from the problems of religious extremism.

To solve this puzzle, one should comprehend ‘Education’. Education given to children and literature fed to the young blood is the key. Countries which continuously inject hatred towards other religions as ‘knowledge’ and suicide for the cause of religion as ‘wisdom’ can never achieve peace even after spending 100% of budget on Education. It is an open secret that madrassas teaching is dubious and can be a security threat to the nation but the pseudo secular government has given the status of CBSE to the Madrasas. FYI- The terrorist group Indian Mujahideen, which claims responsibility for the various bomb blasts across the country, it has few senior software engineers working for them who were employees for multinational companies. Is the word ‘Education’ the satisfying answer?

Very often left liberals resort to their another lie—“Development is not equally distributed..A particular religion does not have equal opportunity…A particular religion is not included in building a society”. The above rhetoric is apt when it comes to expressing opinion in news channels and live debates. For example let us understand the complexities involved – A normal muslim does not have the freedom to trade like others communities because of their obligation with sharia law. Children in muslim families doesn’t have the liberty to pursue higher studies especially girls because of the stone age orthodox rules. A substantial percentage of muslim population still prefers the madrassa education to their children. The secular governments in our country are coming with solutions for these issues like the ‘Islamic Banking’ where the banking rules oblige with the sharia law. Religious Reservations are being introduced to encourage muslim students to pursue higher studies. Do the measures taken by secular governments help the marginalized community? YOU decide it.

Tehelka – The weekly independent magazine has a fantastic history. This independent magazine suspects that 26/11 Mumbai attacks were a conspiracy of Hindu Terrorists and it also feels that comic ‘Amar Chitra Katha’ can be used for killing innocent muslims. The quality and authenticity of the sting operations done by this fearless magazine is well known and expecting worthy articles from Tehleka is same like expecting a life time warranty on goods brought from China Bazaar. The below is a snapshot of ‘Tehelka’s’ Left Liberalism and the same left liberal rhetoric reply and justification given when asked for clarification.

Tehelka's tweet on Maoist attack...

Reply given when asked about that tweet.

Few weeks back I was browsing few Bangladeshi websites as they have jointly hosted the cricket world cup with the sub continent nations and I was curious to know the opinion of Bangladeshi people, opinion of the online community to be more precise – Accidentally I came across this blog.

Image Courtesy: www.shahidulnews.com

I have read some tweets where people show their sympathy for such pathetic situation and also take pun saying that 'some people complain about Insomina in A/C bed rooms but have a look at them.' The typical style adopted by many to squash away the real issue. Just think for few seconds, my questions might be harsh, prejudicial and rude, but think and try to get an answer. Does a garment worker need so many off-springs? Is he under any compulsion to produce so many children? Think and get an answer.

When the Left Liberals are asked genuine questions, they elude them with the same rhetoric, they open their safety valve to escape the pressure and eventually come with nonsense like ‘Root causes, lack of education, injustice, No equal opportunities, bullhshit, etc.., ’. These safety valves are now a common scene-- they help these left liberals to escape from facing the litmus test.

When a left liberal is asked straight questions, they desperately try to get out of the situation by repeating the same bullshit, if you force them with your logic, you end up being tagged as a Internet Hindu or be labeled as Hindutvawadi, let me tell you-being labeled as a right winger is the first level of success, your are bound to be discouraged with such attack but move ahead with a strong ego, press for more clear answers by asking them to close their safety valves. Your argument has morally won the battle when the left liberal has opened his/her safety valve.

Useful References

• Outlook's article on Gujarati Muslims.
• Madrasa education to be CBSE equivalent.
• Tehelka - 26/11 - Hindu Terrorists.
• Tehelka- 'Amar Chitra Katha' comic can be used to kill muslims.
• Indian Mujahideen member is a software engineer working for a MNC. 

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