Indelible Musings

This post is a response to what Mr Abhijit Mukherjee, (sadly) son of the President of India, said today about the protesters in Delhi. So, Mr Mukherjee thinks that the protesters were all "dented and painted" women and not any students. I wonder what made Mr Mukherjee vent out such a remark in an interview to a vernacular news channel. His words- "Those who are coming in the name of students in the rallies, sundori, sundori mahila (beautiful women), highly dented and painted." show what sort of mentality or rather what goes on in the mind of this fellow all the time. Mr Mukherjee, an MP from Jangipur seat which Pranab Mukherjee had vacated before his election to the post of President, had surely overlooked the fact that an interview to a vernacular news channel will not remain within the confines of that particular news channel or rather that state boundary. Considering the kind of media hype surrounding the recent protests in Delhi, this remark was definitely not g...

How many times have you been stuck in the middle of somewhere? Unable to decide, which way to go? What to choose? If chosen, whether the decision was correct in all aspects or was it merely an answer to the millions of questions popping in your head. Guess, everyone has their own way of looking at things. What might be an easier decision for you, might turn out to be a difficult one for someone close or related to you. Often, while deciding on these choices, we tend to forget the things that we are surrounded with. We forget that had it not been for the decisions we have been taking till now, our present wouldn't have looked the way it is. Our present looms under the shadows of the past thereby affecting the future. As the saying goes, "Karmanye Waadhika Raste Maa Faleshu Kadachana" , to translate in English, Keep working hard without worrying about the result. There can be no short cut to hard-work. If you work hard, results will automatically appear and well enough....

I was never like this, she thought But then what made me be so, she wondered If it was not for my own sake, she asked Why would have I done so, she said. I was never so, she reiterated But you made me think from your perspective, she pondered I should have listened to my heart, she grieved Not that I do not have time to change, she wondered I shall introspect because I need to, or else, I shall repent, she thought. I hear screams and laughs, I dare not ask why, she shivered But what if I dared, Will that be against your law? she wondered Her mind wandered from one to another thought, Yet she could not conclude. I was never like this, she thought I grew up on positive thoughts, I groomed myself as per my wish, she said How could I let go of my own self? For I had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, she pondered. Here I am yet again, alone Where I was, Where I shall always be Yet, I long for that one moment When I could say, Happiness is not beyond my expectati...