Showing posts with label Delhi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Delhi. Show all posts

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Why Delhi Did Not Vote

Here are my 10 reasons why Delhi did not vote:
1) Wax from candles hurts my fingers since protest march of 26 Nov.

2) We just voted 6 months ago, i lose interest in repetition

3) You dont put ink mark on my middle finger the way you do in Mum, how do i pose for a camera after voting?

4) Why isn't voting till latenight? Voting should have continued till 1 AM, after all half of voting population is between 18-30

5) Am pissed off with Govt and system, why is election day a dry day?

6) Agreed Rajiv Gandhi gave a voting right to 18 years old, but what about drinking right? Damnn, no one cares for youth anymore

7) errr....Am confused, was it Delhi 6 or Delhi 7?

8) Why wasn't election on a Friday or Monday like in Mum?

9) We already have cheapest fuel in the country, Metro is shining high, roads are wider than any place in India, now vote for what?

10) Am confused whom to vote: a) BJP: Lotus is always in mudd, i dont want to make my constituency muddy b) Congress: Hold On am confused!!!! whose the PM candidate, if it is Manmohan Singh then why is he exposed less than Rahul Gandhi :-s c) SP: Cycle is outdated now D) BSP: Am again confused, is elephant the party symbol or is it their party leader? E) Left: Left has nothing right Ab batao, pappu kaise na banu?huh

Monday, September 15, 2008

Are we safe of are we next?

Sitting by the window of a coffee shop in CP at 6:30 PM, busy in discussions with friends i heard a loud explosion. I suddenly got up to see what happened, after seeing a cloud of smoke over the Central Park, i understood it is something serious. A waiter rushed in shouting "It's a bomb blast". All of us were asked to be seated, though majority of people potrayed to be casual, ignoring the shout. While most of us were enjoying food and drinks, i was observing people rushing outside, it was a contrast of 2 worlds.


I imm. called home and informed dad about me being safe, he insisted to rush back home(he didnt know about rest of the blasts). 

My heart prompted me to go and help people, my mind forced me to rush back home. Honestly, fear and learnings from Ahemdabad, Surat and Bangalore blast didnt let me go beyond myself and my mind won. 

As soon as i got out of the coffee shop, i got the horrific news of 5 explosions. Badly nervous, i started my drive back home, trying to call all my friends staying near by CP and GK. It wasn't a good experience, with traffic on road and jammers placed in blast affected area, it was next to impossible to reach out to anyone.

It was all still better until i saw what has happened on TV after coming back home. I realised that a few meters away from me were lying dead bodies, innocents who didnt even know who killed them, who dint even know why they are killed.


A couple of thoughts:

Are we safe? What is the gurantee that next time we are not the ones targeted?

Why is it that us and the govt is always reactive?

Will there is a permanent solution to such issues?

Is it fair to shy away from helping people being scared of another blast? (specially ones at hospital)



And if you call yourself Indian Mujahideen then why are you killing innocent fellow Indians?