Roots of Islamic Terrorism!!!

This video tells how Indian muslims are driven into a suicidal war against Hindus.. This scumbag here says that Muslims can kill 100 crores of muslims in 15minutes but he conveniently forgets that it was Hindu doctors who treated this fellow when he was shot down by another muslim and it was hindu blood given to him to survive.. Unpardonable crook!!

Given this video, it is not surprising that any terrorist activity in India had its roots in Hyderabad because of these extremist elements roaming freely.. Thats why Hyderabad is never in my favorite list.. Leave about catching terrorists Hyderabad police are not even capable of implementing the Helmet rule. The simple reason was it was opposed by Muslims.. In cities like Abudabhi, Tehran etc if a biker is found without a helmet a hefty fine will be imposed but in Hyderabad nothing of that sort will happen.. that tells us how inefficient and corrupt both the people and authorities are!!

On the other side,
when Salman khan dances during Ganesh Chaturthi there was a fatwa on him on the very next day..
When Katrina Kaif goes to a shrine in a tight dress there was a fatwa against her..
And let me not talk about Tasleema Nasreen.. She was haunted and hounded by Muslim fundamentalists..
However, till now there has been no fatwa on this fellow... This is not the first time that Islamic scholars had gone mute, even in the case of M.F Hussain none of the Islamic schools of thought condemned his actions.. The khans of bollywood went ahead to call him a fighter of freedom but the crude fact is that he has ran away from India to escape from trial, thats his fighting spirit.

Overall this incident re-iterates one particular fact again. In India, the day Hindus become minorities they seize to exist. We will have a repetition of Pakistan, Kashmir, Bangladesh where scores of Hindus were butchered by majority muslims. Hope Hindus will realize the danger they are facing with this extremist groups..



Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu,
-Karthik

RIP 2012!!!

Another year passed.. However, it didnt pass alone.. It took a lot of people who are close to me.. It told me brutally that I'm a slave to mundane instincts like anger and frustration. It also gave me backpain which I think is the first big ailment I got. Need to workout how to overcome this.. My Lower back pains like crazy sometimes.. Regarding the death spree, in a span of six/seven months i have lost six people w ho are close to me.. and more awkward thing is I met many of my relatives only during funerals and 12-13th day events.. Many times I wondered how cruel this fate can be? Anyways, it would be gross injustice to place this year in the league of 2008 nonetheless quite painful year on a personal side and a challenging one on a professional front.  Everybody thinks that my life is going ga ga as its the first year of my married life.. on the contrary God gave me my quota of pains to keep me grounded. Thank the Almighty for that!!!

The year started with me moving to my own house in electronic city..  With this I got a status of representing my family in any events with the relatives. In the month of Feb-March I faced the most challenging situation of my professional career. For the first time I couldnt adhere to the deadlines I committed and let myself down.. I had to pay a lot for this failure of mine.. However, at the back of my mind I have a  feeling that there is a divine reason behind whatever happened.. On the personal side my niece was seriously ill which gave me shivers in spine.. I dont want to say something as a reason for my faults but that period was quite testing to say the least.. 

April and May merely passed with no significant development on my professional side. In the month of May I went to Tirumala. Again, the visit was so phenomenal and it gave me hope about my life.. It just proved that I am a mere puppet in this whole big drama of life.. When I planned my travel and told my family and friends about my trip everybody said, the temple is very busy and it will take ages to complete the darshan so its better to postpone. But I had only one thought in my mind "I had to go.. come what may!!" To my pleasant surprise I completed the darshan in barely 4hours.. The next and the day before it took 12-14 hours for darshan.. Thank God!!

The month of june is rather the toughest month by far.. As usual the memoirs of doom's call haunted me but I also have the sweet memory of my pelli  chupulu (last year). However, the sad thing happened in the last week of the month when my dear friend Shankar garu passed away. For a lot of time I was not keen to develop friendships online but since 2009 in some weird rather crazy circumstances I landed among a bunch of friends and the bond is thick till date.. When Shankar garu passed away, for the first time in my online life I felt "Did I commit a mistake by befriending??" Worst part is that I visited Shankar's home during my Tirumala trip and he gave me a pack of laddus. I'm yet to pay him the money for those laddus, an unsettled account :(( Tears pour out of my eyes as I write these words but sometimes its better to shed tears!!! For sometime I thought I will delete my blogs and end my online life but again my blog is the only place where I am free to write any nonsense that I want to write. I vividly remember when banthi called me I thought it was about Pappu sir's birthday celebration.

Come July-Aug, I made myself busy by initiating a project which finally got some reward to me. Even these months are not free from pain. I lost a colleague in the office and  a close family relative. All in all six deaths in a span of seven months which means I cannot talk to six people in my circle with whom I used to talk often.

The last quarter or so, I was extremely busy in my office work because of few new projects that I started handling. For my first wedding anniversary I went to Munnar and it was quite good. On 26th Nov My sister met a small accident and got multiple fractures. she had to take rest for three months now.

After narrating about so much of pain, let me see the bright spots of this year:

1. I have started handling people albeit unofficially.

2. I have read the book sarva sambhavam

3. I became mama once again.. another nephew

4. Visited two hill stations: chikmagalur and Munnar

5. Started a google plus community called Sankalpam

Sarvasambhavam:
This post is not complete without writing about Sarvasambhavam. This is a book written by Sri PVRK Prasad IAS. He worked as the EO of TTD and this book is about his experiences while serving Tirumala temple. When I went to hyd for Kiran's wedding, Shankar garu insisted that I should buy it. somehow i didnt get a chance to read this book immediately. Finally, I read the book only to console myself for the loss of the person who recommended it. What a cruel joke??

I want to finish this post with the following poem. This is part of the poem that I wrote after Shankar gari untimely demise:

వెడలిపోయిన మిత్రమా నీ స్థానం అమరం

వాడిపోయిన స్నేహమా నీ జ్ఞాపకం పదిలం

కఠినమైన కాలమా ఈ భావం భయానకం 

కానరాని లోకమా ఈ ప్రాణం అపురూపం  

Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu

-Karthik

 

Why mother is gr8???

I'm not writing any of my boring stuff.. read the following story:

AFTER THE EARTHQUAKE, when the rescue team reached the young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.
With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescue team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building.

For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement, “A child ! There is a child !“
The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 years old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping when the team leader picked him up.
The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said, “If you can survive, remember I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. “If you can survive, remember I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!

Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu

-Karthik

Posts to preserve..

The purpose of this particular post is to keep links of some of the very good posts i have read recently. By this collection i aspire to reach out to the posts without wasting much time:

Astronomy, space etc:

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/09/part-14.html

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/09/part-14_11.html

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/09/part-34.html

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/09/part-44.html

These four posts are written by Manchu garu and Madhura. Surprisingly both their professions are no way related to astronomy, NASA etc. It is such a nice post that I had taken print out of one of them to give it to the neighboring kid. Kudos to both of them.

Food- Veg Vs Nonveg:
http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/03/part-1-of-4.html

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/03/part-2-of-4.html

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/03/part-3-of-4.html

http://manchupallakee.blogspot.in/2012/04/part-4-of-4.html

Though I'm strong supporter of Vegetarianism and I wish to add something what was already written by Manchu garu these are something i think every one should read.

Bal Thackarey:

http://saahitya-abhimaani.blogspot.in/2012/11/end-of-era.html

This is a very good article about Bal Thackarey.

About 26/11:

http://radhemadhavi.blogspot.in/2012/11/blog-post_21.html

Alluri Seetarama Raju:

Dear friend Rajkumar made an excellent commentary about the life and revolution of Alluri. I have a strong feeling that the revolution of Seetarama Raju didnt receive the full credit it deserves.

http://rajkumarneelam2.blogspot.in/2012/10/1.html

http://rajkumarneelam2.blogspot.in/2012/11/2.html

http://rajkumarneelam2.blogspot.in/2012/11/3.html

http://rajkumarneelam2.blogspot.in/2012/11/4.html

http://rajkumarneelam2.blogspot.in/2012/11/5.html

http://rajkumarneelam2.blogspot.in/2012/11/6.html


Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu
-Karthik

Apologies!!

Not every day that I become nostalgic but today I'm feeling quite nostalgic. It has been already one year since I got married and life still looks very much fresh and unchanged. About my marriage, there are two people whom I should sincerely apologize. Not that it will make any difference to their lives but from my side its moral obligation.

First one is my friend's father. He stayed in my house hardly for 2days but trusted me so much that offered me a place in his family. I feel very much honored to have received a proposal from their family but at the same time ideas of my family are quite different. I carry the same respect towards him and his family and want to apologize him for all the pain I gave him. I'm sure it was few weeks effort from him. Very Sorry once again and no disrespect meant!!

Second one is my friend who asked me to marry his sister. In this case, my family is keen but not me. There are certain things everybody wants to be specific about marriage and I'm not an exception. So I could not move ahead of such perceptions and refused what he proposed. He could have easily blasted me and take a hostile stand but he did nothing of that sort and just moved on, thankfully. Thanks a lot for being what you are!!

Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu,
-Karthik

A note from my diary!!!

Of all the things I possess, my diary is special. Not that I write it everyday but it has got all my bad secrets recorded in it. It doesnt make an iota of difference to me if someone else lay hands on it but it contain intricate details regarding others so I generally ensure it is untouched (by others).

Now I am writing a note from my diary which i wrote almost four years ago. The reason for bringing this up is a discussion thats happening in the one of the google groups that i'm part of about parents-children relation. In a discussion about parents-children-marraige, I vehemently support parents consistently. (one can find the same in my old blog posts.) one reason for my stance is the incident mentioned in this note. The text in italics below is the content of the actual note and i made some editing for clarity.
To start with the day was Friday, 9th Jan 2009.

Today I started from the office at 6:45PM and was struggling through the ever busy and dusty roads of Bangalore. The flyover construction at agara turned that road into a night mare and I could never move higher than second gear. Once I entered the road towards Koramangala I found a man asking me for a lift. I slowed my bike and said "BDA complex" and he replied "St. Johns". As St. Johns hospital is on the other side of the road I asked him to sit on my bike. He was a man around 50, bald head, wearing a blue rain coat, spectacles and carrying a small umbrella. I allowed myself a smile seeing the both raincoat and hat.
Starting here I tried to reproduce my conversation with him as nearly as I remember.
Me: I will leave on this side of the road. you cross the road and reach St.John's.
He: My daughter love married and filed a case against me
Me: what???
He: My daughter studied engineering working in Infosys and she had files case on me.
Me: ok...
He: I worked as a mechanic in kengeri
Me: hmmm
He: I paid her engineering fee from my PF money and now my factory went to lockout.
Now I realized that he is weeping and by then we reached utsav hotel in 1st block. I thought its better he could have some tea to get his composure back and stopped the bike near the hotel. 

As I ordered tea for him and plain milk for me, he had washed his face and now in the lighting I had noticed the black scars below his eyes indicating sleepless nights and weeping. I was little uncomfortable to start any conversation, so just said " They prepare good tear here".

He: My daughter is the first engineer in my family and i paid her fee from my PF money.
Me: Its ok sir, everything will be alright. (I was about to say "Everything happens for a purpose" but restrained)
He: Now, I have a problem in my heart and need operation and there is no money. The factory had been locked and my daughter filed a case against me.
Me: hmmm
He: She has love married and filed a case against me.
Me: why case against you??
He: She said I didnt treat her well. But I paid her fee from my PF and now dont have any money for my operation

After that he told me certain things which I cant write in an open forum. The ethics that I believe restricts me to talk about other woman's actions. The only word I can use about her is "cruel" and I'm sure it fails miserably to explain the pain the man went through. Evidently, this man had lost his mental balance because of her daughter's actions and now developed a heart problem. At the end of it, when I left him infront of the hospital, I had only one doubt in my mind "Apart from selfless love, what mistake did the parents do??" I wish I knew the answer. :((

In terms of the decisions parents beat children hands down with their sheer experience. After all, they are born atleast few decades ahead than the off springs.  In the decisions about life, children have 1/100th chance against parents and children should be very careful to chose when was that one instance when they can go against parents. only one instance. Now, the obvious question is "how about me?" , "Till date I didnt use my one chance but might have to use it in the few years to come. Hopefully, they will appreciate.

forgot to tell, the man's name is Manjunatha, he hails from Chintamani.


Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu,
-Karthik

Jaspal Bhatti Zindabad!!!

Zindabad Zindabad!!
Jaspal Bhatti Zindabad!!


As a south indian kid, the name Jaspal Bhatti sounded very funny to me, what is this bhatti?? sounded quite nonsense. I didnt understand much of his serials then because of my limited/no knowledge of hindi. But I evidently remember the pirate attire he wore to mention the script of the serial is pirated.

I didnt realize the level of satire in flopshow untill i went to Kanpur and started to understand the Punjabi style of Hindi. When I first watched the serial in our lab I was literally rolling on the floor laughing. I think the first episode that I watched was "Government Officer". Some people depend only on dialogues for comedy like Trivikram Srinivas and some entirely rely on situational comedy like friends. (I never watched friends but i heard people calling it sitcom). But very rarely someone can blend both dialogues and situation to get the maximum comedy out. Telugu people are fortunate to witness this rare combination from Jandhyala but in hindi, no one matched Jaspal Bhatti. His unparalleled wit along with perfect facial expressions made his serials a treat to watch. For me, the ten episodes of flopshow are a guide for comedy. Today he met an untimely death. There are somethings I couldnt reason out and one among them is death. So cruel and so timely. Cant it wait for some more years? atleast for the sake of fans like me. I dont know!!!

All I can do is to mourn for his death and pray that the almighty would give enough strength to his family to overcome this hard time. May God keep the departed soul in His lap.

RIP Jaspal Bhatti!!

Before I complete let me note down the top 10 comedy scenes from flopshow:

1. Jaspal Bhatti's speech in Kamzor Deewar
2. Directing the serial without a female
3. Mourning for kutta
4. Bhatti's mom in law in wrist watch
5. Taking sugarcane as the "fruits" for the fiance.
6. Vivek Shauk's pledge in kutta
7. Bhatti's Conversation with Preeti in Billu Badshah
8. Haan ji uncle in Meetings episode
9. Car episode of PhD
10. Mujhe bhi kami hi pasand hein from line man

RIP Jaspal Bhatti, you will be remembered as the king of satire in the annals of comedy..

Sarvejana Sukhinobhavantu,
-Karthik