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There have been a lot of blogposts, views, opinions and news stories about the recent decision to repeal IPC Sec 377 from the Indian constitution. I did not bother about this till today when a friend asked me on gtalk what I thought of this decision. I admitted that I did not know about Sec 377 of the IPC. That is when he explained that it was about the sexual preferences and homosexuality being legalized in India. Being frank, that does not make any difference to me if it were legal or illegal and I was not knowing till date that it was illegal to have sex with a person of the same gender as yours.

I did a wiki search and this is what I got! AFAIK, this section talked about having sex as illegal, but that is not the same as treating homosexuals as illegal. And let us all admit something here.. haven’t we done anything illegal at any point of time?? Be it jump a traffic signal or more commonly, overtake another vehicle from the left side or drive without seat belts or ride without helmets or swear aloud at some other vehicle??? If you look at the legality of all these things, none of us can be spared from the “extended” arm of the law. So, why could we not leave it at it and why did we make that a big hue and cry??

As per Wikipedia, Sec 377 is as follows:

377. Unnatural offences: Whoever voluntarily has carnal intercourse against the order of nature with any man, woman or animal, shall be punished with imprisonment for life, or with imprisonment of either description for term which may extend to ten years, and shall also be liable to fine.

This contains the following points to be noted:

1. Voluntary carnal intercourse
2. Against the order of nature

I’d love to check the Govt’s view of the “order of nature”.

We have the Kamasutra which says men can sleep with men and so can women sleep with women. If the Kamasutra, which was, is and probably still would be considered the treatise/encyclopedia for sexual relations contained information about Sexual freedom, why the bloody fuck are we not considering it as normal?

Another point to be noted: This Sec 377 of the IPC is into effect from 1860. It is more than 60 years since India got its independence. Why are we still acceding to a law that was made just after the First war of Indian Independence? Also, I read somewhere that Lord Macaulay, the person who drafted, moderated and passed this law had given a press release that the only thing that would allow the British to gain complete access over the Indians were to break the education habits of the Indians. I am not claiming that it is true. Nor am I going to say that it might just be a farce. Let Lord Macaulay be where he is, hell or heaven, he wud be knowing by now!!!

Agreed for a seemingly “straight” person like you or me, being homosexual and having sexual relations with a person of the same gender seems odd. That just means that we are being biased in our feeling. I would like everyone to realize that though people might be homosexual or have sexual relations with a person of their own gender, they are basically human beings. And they are not having sexual relations in public. Whatever happens in their lives between closed doors / in their bedrooms or during their private moments, is their personal and private lives. Nobody better have any say on it, as long as it is “voluntary”.

Lemme classify the sexually different beings into the following categories, which is all known earlier. I want to give my opinion on all the four:

1. Gay: In normal parlance, this means males having sexual relations with males. This might be due to either a psychological feeling or this might even mean that the males are very very comfortable with each other. Why is it wrong?? I have one of my childhood friends who is gay and is proud to be gay. And I don’t have any problems interacting with him. Of course, it is against nature for a male to insert his genital into another males arse. But hell, come to terms.. there is a hole, there is a pole and the pole gets into the hole. Why are we so much bothered as to what gender the hole is and what gender the pole is???
2. Lesbian: In normal parlance, this means females having sexual relations with females. This might again be due to either a psychological feeling or some averse feeling towards males. This actually means that girls have all the freedom in their life to sleep with another girl. Of course, it would be odd to note that there are just holes and no poles, but hell.. as long as they are comfortable and happy and satisfied, why are we bothered?
3. Transgenders: Some have holes, some have poles, but the people with holes do not have the balls and the people with the poles cannot use the balls. What is the big deal? However, I admit that the background of a transgender is still a mystery, but what the heck? They are transgenders.
4. Straight: All those people who have sexual relations with mutual genders, males with females and vice versa. Effectively, the hole and the pole belongs to two different genders. So, the society considers this normal! At the end of it, the society is looking into the private lives of the individuals, without the individuals coming to know of this.. Is this worth it???

There were transgenders in our mythology too.. remember Shikhandi of Mahabharata??? Actually Mahabharata contained Gays too.. remember Uttara Kumara, the son of Duryodhana!!! And it is a well known fact that it contained Lesbians too.. Remember all the girlfriends / wives of Krishna??? You think he would have been able to spend time always with all of them at the same time? Effectively, IMHO, they were fulfilling their desires themselves. What is the big deal???

I would still say that you treat them as individuals.. have you seen dogs do it??? The female dog will be screwed initially and the sexual frenzy would not let the other dogs control their feelings and they do the male dog. If this is not homosexuality, what else is? This is bisexuality at its best.

As Eminem put it in one of his songs, It’s just me and I’m just obscene… Nope, this is not actually obscene…. this is just a “censored” thought that I have put up. I dunno what you feel or how you feel, but do feel free to comment!!!

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This was a trek that I would probably never forget.. Just the second trek of my life.. and the first after being employed – can you imagine? The first trek after 7 frikkin years of earning!!!

My first trek was the famous “Green Route” between Kukke Subramanya Rly Station and Yedakumeri in Karnataka, during the break of the millennium in Y2K, which taught me a lot of lessons and helped me get a different view of life.. this second trek just strengthened my resolve to become a social animal and not remain reclusive.

The similarities between both the treks were:

1. Lack of prior experience
2. Lack of preparation
3. Haphazard planning for the self
4. Fear – of life, of death of every other damn thing in life
5. Painful bus journeys
6. Peaceful return journeys
7. Loads of Fun to and fro
8. Atleast one mishap!

Though we started planning for the trek more than 15 days prior to the May Day weekend when we actually had the trek, we were tense till the last moment.. people confirming participation, ditching, again confirming etc etc.. nothing worked out. (Note: All the events are still etched in my memory as if this trek happened just yesterday, though it happened more than a month back… That shows how enriching this experience was!!!)

We decided on the logistics, the tents, the sleeping bags. Me and Srihari went and rented TWO tents and one sleeping bag. We then decided to go by bus to Mysore and take RKPs car to Kakkabbe, the base camp of Thadiyandamol.

Me, Nidhi and Hari, the three of us started from my place in Basaveshwaranagar, Bangalore and took an auto to reach Majestic. Though it was b4 6 AM, there was a favorable sign that the auto guy did not ask for extra fare! There, we met Vinay after a considerable wait and decided on taking any available bus to Mysore. I feel that was a wrong decision.

We thought of a Rajahamsa or an Airavat bus to have a “comfortable” journey to Mysore, but at the ‘n’th moment, took a normal Karnataka Sarige “red bus” that was on its way via Mysore and Madikeri to Mangalore. This bus,

Speed...

unfortunately, had a lot of frikkin stops.. stopping at almost all the places and getting folks in and out of the bus. It was more than 15 years for me to have seen someone travel standing in a bus, other than BMTC and this was a (not so) nice experience.

It, ultimately, was a good choice for us to take RKPs car from Mysore coz the road condition from Mysore to Virajpet and further there on was awesome and also, this ensured that we reach the final destination of the Nalknad Palace to park our car without much difficulty. The car also helped us to reach our destination and come back without getting more strained by waiting for a private cab / bus and trek some 4 or 6 kms additional.

During our (not so) eventful journey to Mysore, we had a lot of laughs talking abt “Encounters of wild animals”, “Encounters of humans” and another great discussion that these folks had during their previous trip about the population explosion that was happening due to these “encounters” and some very interesting statistics, courtesy Mr. Madhukar, whom, I unfortunately, have not yet had the pleasure of meeting.

The bus journey also made me realize that this is a very very cool gang of folks with whom I can boldly hangout without having any reservations of any sort. So, I am now opening up to the world!!!

Talking about “Encounters” here… I recently underwent a training session on a new Hospital Information Systems product and I was told that in the US, a session between a doctor and a patient is known as an “encounter” while the same is an “episode” in India!

Also, the reason why I have been mentioning “Encounter” in quotes is, that the meaning, as discussed, during this trek is one of having a Sexual Intercourse a.k.a Mating. (Now even you know!!!)

In the journey from Bangalore to Mysore, we also read a story about how AIDS is spreading in Mercara which caused me to think more about “encounters” happening freely there and though it was a season of swine flu and we were visiting a place famous for its pandi curry, the report was of AIDS and not swine flu!

Speaking to Mr. Chengappa of Honey Valley

Also, there have been innumerable number of “humps” that the bus had to “encounter” during the journey from Bangalore to Mysore, and the 5 of us in RKPs Santro had to “encounter” during the drive from Mysore to Virajpet. Effectively, we just “humped” the “humps”

Continuing on the journey, The 4 of us from Bangalore landed in Mysore and after some confusions, we decided to take two autorickshaws to RKPs house, meet up wid him and start in his car towards Mahesh Prasad, the hotel, to have our breakfasts. After breakfast and some snacks and packets of lassi and “masala majjige” we finally left towards Virajpet by 1115 AM, a delay of 45 mins from our planned time of departure.

We reached Virajpet by 2PM, fed our hungry stomachs and called Mr. Chengappa of Honey Valley resorts to confirm the route.

By the time we reached Nalknad palace, it was 3 30 PM and we started the trek by 4PM. The first half of the trek, till we reach the forest guards house / check post / horticultural gardens, was too tiring… Though the distance was traversed majorly by asphalted road, the curves and the incline made it difficult for us to walk. We had two tents to carry and I had goofed up by carrying all my luggage for the next one week. WTF was I thinking when I packed? I dunno.. but am now a learned guy.. and experience teaches you stuff the hard way!

I was dressed in a t-shirt and a jeans.. imagine.. a jeans pant to trek! WTF? Half way through, I had to change on the roadside. Thankfully, none of these guys or the other trekkers were Voyeurs to take a snap of me in my underpants!

Base camp, Nalknad Palace

Starting from there, I had a lot of inspirational thoughts in my mind and some extra inspiration (read beautiful gals!!) We were adviced by the forest guard not to camp near the “bande” (rock) which is considered the half way point between the peak and the basecamp of Nalknad Palace. We were audacious enough to put our camp there.. which is a completely different story.. and the reason we did so was something different too..

While on the trek, Mr. Murphy showed us his blessings and the Rain Gods poured their showers on us. Into the bag went the DSLR cameras of Nidhi and RKP, the Digital camera of Vinay and out came my cellphone camera FTW!!!! That is when I realized that having a cellphone camera is advantageous too at times!

Instantaneously, the solution that came into our mind was to undo the tent that we were carrying. We did that, held it as if we are carrying a dead body, and then put the same on top of all our 5 heads, various hieghts not coming of account and continued on the trek. We then had a wonderful idea of making a roadside shelter and for that sake, we all walked into the shade of some trees, lifted a tree from the bushes and put it on a fence to make way for pitching the tent.

Sunrise or Sunset, am not sure.. but this is Nature at its best!!!

Little had we realized that the leeches would be hyperactive due to the rain or that leeches would have already made their cozy lil homes in the tree that we lifted. We were showered with leeches, RKP being the least affected, Next was Vinay, Next were me and Nidhi, but Hari took the brunt of the leech shower. The leeches were benevolent on the brothers and gave them not less than 10 – 12 of the leech family members as a boon and the brothers too acted generously and donated their blood for the “noble cause” of feeding the leeches.

Post the leech rain, the natural rain too had stopped and we started again, Vinay having smeared limestone all over his shoes, Nidhi and Hari having almost used the limestone as a sunscreen lotion. Hari, coz of him binging on sweets, took the brunt of the attack and lost half of his banian. It looked as if someone had “back stabbed” him and the blood stained banian, I guess, might have been discarded by now, though the brothers were all for making it as a testimonial to the trip!

It was 645 PM when we reached the “bande” – half way through the trek and it was getting too dark for us to venture ahead. Though we were warned about elephants having been sighted there just a couple of days back, Vinay was desperate to have an “encounter” with the elephants and we decided to camp there.

Looked as if the sun was holding these clouds.. as soon as he went down, the clouds all started running away!!!

We ran helter skelter to collect some grass to add as timber for the fire. Experience now has taught us to carry some timber and some kerosene oil or such inflammatory articles to have a campfire, and also carry some camphor to help us in our endeavors, but then, we had just a lot of tissue papers, some dry grass (which was also rendered wet due to the rain), one small bottle of coconut oil, two wet logs left for us by some previous campers and a place-marker, if that is what you call a couple of logs stuck to the ground to indicate that this place is ideal for camping!

We had a tough time to put up the tent for the camp after checking the same twice and multiple times and to get rid of any existing leeches. Post that, three of us snuck in by 9 ish after a plan and a joint venture with another group who camped with us. We made an agreement that the 9 of us (5 of us and 4 of them) would spend 2 hours per couple in the night as a lookout.

View from the campsite of the other range of hills.. this made the trip worthwhile

Hari, me and Vinay took the first break (meaning we snuck in the tent) leaving Nidhi and RKP to man the fire. Having left both singers outside, I enjoyed their lovely tunes of classical hymns and b4 long, I had navigated to some other world. I was awakened by Nidhi who wanted to take his share of most wanted rest. Vinay and Me did not want to disturb Hari, our Leech hero and we took the next two hours (was it two hours??) watch.

This is how Thadiyandamol trekkers get to experience mornings

Fortunately, (or Unfortunately) for me, I turned out to be a chicken and mistook a shrub with brown leaves to be a wild dog.. that was the beginning of a new “encounter” with a wild dog.. which am sure Vinay would be ROTLFing even to this day. Vinay wanted some “elephant encounters” to happen and b4 we could even think further, the campfire, which had been maintained by RKP and Nidhi with great caution, went out.

Me and Vinay were in a very strange (romantic) situation.. full moon light, nothing for company for miles and fireflies doing their mating dance around us providing luminescence through the night. The moon went out too.. the stars were asking us to stay back and gaze at them.. The both of us being straight, we could not do anything much than curse our fate as to why we were not accompanied by our GFs.

Eventually, the chicken in me took over and after having a small discussion with Vinay as to whether we wake up the other guys and we take rest, we decided to enter the tent and slept for glory.

The peak.. (actually, the one next to the peak!)

The other group was extremely professional and they kept up to their words, they stayed back up till 6 AM from 2 AM, thereby ensuring that only me and Vinay were the culprits. To this day, RKP is angry on me for having acted irresponsibly, throwing caution to the winds, ditching the entire group of 9 and having put us all in grave danger.. but I hope he understands that lack of experience would cause this to happen. I, however, am now sure that the next time I go on a trek, there is nothing (hopefully nothing) that I would get scared of.

On day break the next day, we started looking out for water and found a wonderful waterspot not even 150 mts from the place where we had camped. That reminds me, we had been to the spot the previous evening, but then saw a snake (actually, a vine creeper having a creepy look like a snake) and rushed back to the campsite. We went to the waterspot, got a few more leeches on our shoes / legs, but thankfully, the sun was out and the leeches are not effective under the sun.

We started on the trak, the harsh part of it. We were warned earlier by Mr. Chengappa that the other half, after the rock, would be the worst part of the trek. After we traversed quite a distance, we refuelled ourselves with some glucose packets and proceeded further. We were accosted by one of the forest dept guys and his two kids along with some visitors and one dog. The dog was hyperactive and before we could go further, it had almost completed two treks to the top of the peak and back!

Final ascent to the peak

The forest dept. guy, (I never thought of asking his name ) adviced us to leave our “equipment” (camping tents, bags etc etc) behind and walk freely. Being the doubtful characters we are, we decided to leave only one of the tents behind, the heaver one, and we carried on further, stopping every 250 mts or so to check if the tent is visible for anyone else.

At the top.. Check the "evergreen" forests of the Western Ghats!

Just before the penultimate climb for the peak, we had to traverse through dense vegetation for abt 20 mins and then go to the peak. That, by far, was the best part of the entire trek. You could sense the awesome beauty of the natural western ghats, the denseness of the vegetation which allowed very less sunlight to reach the ground and the greenery around.

I got completely exhausted and just abt 200 mts to go for the peak, I decided to give up. RKP stood by me and asked me to take some rest, he too stayed back and after a good rest of 30 mins, I was all set to conquer the peak.

We dumped our bags there and saw that the place could be seen from the peak, but not from some place nearby and having satisfied ourselves that the bags are going to be safe, me and RKP started to the peak. On the top of it, we met the other 3 guys, had a couple of group photos and they started the descent.

That's RKP, Me, Nidhi, Hari and Vinay from Left to Right.

They went to the place where we had left the bags and waited for us to reach the place. All the 5 of us, then collected some sticks to help us on our descent and walked back. The threesome (Nidhi, Hari and Vinay) reached the place of the tent, collected it and then reached our base camp (the campsite where we had pitched our tent the previous night). They would have to wait there for almost 45 mins for me to cope up with their speeds of descent.

While descenting, we were attacked by elephant flies.. the flies which might even devour a carcass completely within 20 minutes (as per a report of NGC) and these flies were found only in the Western Ghats it seems. Gosh.. Check the size of the fly and then, tell me how it would be if these sat on ur back and bit u! As per the forest dept. guy, these attack only colored clothing and would leave white clothes. That is a tip if you want to get rid of the bites. Needless to say, with my dark Red T Shirt, I was a victim.

Check the size!!! This was on RKP's pant!

We had asked the forest dept. guy to have made some arrangements for food for us at his location. We got lovely rice, rasam, buttermilk and pickles. We had a moderate meal there, thanked them for all their suggestions and help and started towards the car. We reached the car by 230 PM, reached Virajpet by 4 PM, had some fried rice, gobi manchuris there and started towards Mysore by 5 PM to reach Mysore by 8 PM.

Though I had a jittery sensation sitting on the rock, the view made it worthwhile!!!

On the way back from Thadiyandamol, everyone was going through a mixture of emotions and the common feelings were, IMHO, Tiredness, Sleepiness and a sense of exhiliration that we conqured the peak and did not have any other extra casualties. Vinay, Nidhi and Hari were supposed to leave to Bangalore that evening itself and me and RKP decided to stay put in Mysore for a couple of more days.

In the exhiliration and excitement of the conquest, we were going in a pretty good speed in a road that could not contain Two maruti cars side by side. Having let go of all the vehicles, we ended up smashing our right mirror with the right mirror of a swift.. Santro Right Mirror with Swift Right Mirror. The two mirrors made love and cracked, ensuring that all the occupants in both the cars experienced the after effects!

Post this small mishap, we were more careful, and as RKP put it, we lost our “meter” and drove in a normal speed back home. By the time I reached home, it was 9 PM. Exhausted, dirty, smelly, sleepy, happy, excited, relieved and fit to spend all the night telling the story to my sister and mom, if they could have listened to my adventure.

Finally, after more than a month, the trip has made it to my blog… Would this trip report too be experiencing the same set of emotions for having finally made it to the blog? I have absolutely no idea!

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Yet another forwarded email that I received from a friend of mine who blogs too..

Loved this one.. so, here it goes on my blog!

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I never take risk while drinking
When I come from office in the evening, wife is cooking
I can hear the noise of utensils in the kitchen
I stealthily enter the house
Take out the bottle from my black cupboard
Shivaji Maharaj is looking at me from the photo frame
But still no one is aware of it
Becoz I never take a risk

I take out the glass from the rack above the old sink
Quickly enjoy one peg
Wash the glass and again keep it on the rack
Of course I also keep the bottle inside my cupboard
Shivaji Maharaj is giving a smile
I peep into the kitchen
Wife is cutting potatoes
No one is aware of what I did
Becoz I never take a risk

I: Any news on Chopra’s daughter’s marriage
Wife: Nope, she doesn’t seem to be that lucky. Still they are looking out for her
I again come out; there is a small noise of the black cupboard
But I don’t make any sound while taking out the bottle
I take out the glass from the old rack above sink
Quickly enjoy one peg
Wash the bottle and keep it in the sink
Also keep the Black Glass in the cupboard
But still no one is aware of what I did
Becoz I never take a risk

I: But still I think Chopra’s daughter’s age is not that much
Wife: What are you saying? She is 28 yrs old… Like an aged horse
I: (I forgot her age is 28) Oh Oh…
I again take out potatoes out from my black cupboard
But the cupboard’s place has automatically changed
I take out the bottle from the rack and quickly enjoy one peg in the sink
Shivaji Maharaj laughs loudly
I keep the rack in the potatoes & wash Shivaji Maharaj’s photo & keep
It in the black cupboard
Wife is keeping the sink on the stove
But still no one is aware of what I did
Becoz I never take a risk

I: (getting angry) you call Mr. Chopra a horse? If you say that again,
I will cut your tongue…!
Wife: Don’t just blabber something, go out and sit quietly…
I take out the bottle from the potatoes
Go in the black cupboard and enjoy a peg
Wash the sink and keep it over the rack
Wife is giving a smile
Shivaji Maharaj is still cooking
But still no one is aware of what I did
Becoz I never take a risk

I: (laughing) So Chopra is marrying a horse!!
Wife: Hey go and sprinkle some water on your face…
I again go to the kitchen, and quietly sit on the rack
Stove is also on the rack
There is a small noise of bottles from the room outside
I peep and see that wife is enjoying a peg in the sink
But none of the horses are aware of what I did
Becoz Shivaji Maharaj never takes a risk
Chopra is still cooking
And I am looking at my wife from the photo and laughing
Becoz I never take Risk …

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Thanks pal, for sharing this mail wid me!

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I hate pests, bugs and cockroaches.. and for that sake, I got my house disinfected paying Rs. 2K to clear it from all possible insects. The process was known as fumigation and all that I had to do was to keep my house sealed from all angles for a couple of days. No Big Deal, as I had an assurance from the Pest Control folks that the house would be bug free for atleast 6 months. Six months for Rs. 2K is a steal! (Or rather, that is what I thought!)

I had also casually enquired about their complete rate chart and they had responded that Rs. 2K was for a 2BHK House, Rs. 2.5K was for a 3BHK House and Rs. 5K was for commercial establishments. The guy had also given me a list of companies which had got the disinfectation done.

Unfortunately, for my luck, my office contains a lot of bugs. This is a completely carpeted surface and I doubt if the carpets get vaccumed even once a month or once a year. There are two seperate departments in my office and both the departments are INFECTED by PESTS & BUGS!

What pains is that these people do not even bother about these bugs as nobody stays back after dark except my team. We give overlap support to the US (Eastern Time) and hence, we stay back till about 11PM IST. We have to put up with bugs, cockroaches, mosquitoes, ants and lizards. WTF?

Another pain point about this office is that there is just 1 AC (in a conference room) and that too does not work. This entire premises is not air conditioned and we have to survive with fans on 24/7, thereby increasing the frequency of bugs “hitting on” us. I even wonder if the bugs “hit on” all my team members or is it just me being affected which makes me put all these “company confidential” information on my blog. Or is it that only I have to put up with them coz I sit directly beneath a fan which “enamors” the bugs to “hit on” me?

I love the work that I am doing.. And as per Mr. NRN (of Infosys),

Love your job, Don’t love your company. You never know when the company stops loving you.

It is scary at times to rant about my company on twitter too.. as there have been quite a lot of news articles which talk about ppl being fired coz of ranting about their companies on social networking pages. C’mon.. those rants are not worth being put on social networking sites. This is a valid rant, atleast IMHO!

You expect an atmosphere which will “motivate” you to work and one of the basic necessities, again IMHO, is cleanliness and employee friendliness. We do not demand coffee / tea / snacks / dinner / cafeteria. We are happy with the existing facilities. All that we (or should I again say I) ask for is some “clean” and “bug free” and “employee friendly” atmosphere for working. Is that too much to ask???

BTW, I became a murderer and in that murderous rage, I killed around 25 BUGS, within 20 mins.. and the below pic shows just 3 of them. I could not keep my desk messed with the dead bodies of the bugs.

Dead Bugs

Talking about the PESTS, How I wish I could… There are a lot of PESTS in my office who want to “disturb” you and your privacy by talking all nonsense and irritating you. Just coz you don’t find the need to retort or just coz you don’t want spoil the peace of your mind, these PESTS think you are vulnerable. How I wish….

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Are we actually right in terming the entire country of Pakistan a terrorist nation? Well, that is what this blogpost is all about.

A country is what its people are. All Pakistani’s are not terrorists. So, Pakistan cannot be a terrorist nation.

A country is what its leaders show it to be. Pakistani leaders show that it is vulnerable to Muslim fundamentalists like the Taliban and Al Qaeda, and have given residence to international terror figures like Dawood Ibrahim, Osama Bin Laden, Mullah Mohammed Omar and other Jehadis. So, Pakistan is a “vulnerable” country, but not a “terrorist” country.

We have been having riots often in India, floods, heat waves, cold waves, poverty, dalit atrocities, violence against women, rapes, harassment, slums, underworld chaos, innumerable number of accidents etc etc. but are we ready to accept if India is known as the land of “Death”? Or a Death Nation? Or a Poor Nation?

As Mr. Jawaharlal Nehru once put, “India is a very rich country with poor people”.

Since time immemorial, India has been displayed to the world as a strange land, having superstitions, beggars, bullock carts, snake charmers, tigers, internal strife etc. It is this assumption of the world that is hurting us even to this day. A cousin of mine was asked in the US of A whether we still have bullock carts. This dude has answered that,

“We are a land of diversity such that, though one US can hold 3 Indias in area, one India can hold 13 USs of population. We do have bullock carts and Honda cars on the same streets, We do have Toyota and Mitsubishi competing with each other on Indian roads, We do have people owning BMWs and Mercedes Benz’s in the same house, We do have snake charmers and snake catchers who have a NGO society of their own to help in the research of Snake Venom and we have been outsourcing our knowledge (both technical and social) from time immemorial to the world!”

Way to go dude.. I loved the pride in his voice when he told me about this. Though I wasn’t present in front of him to view the American’s expression, I am damn sure it would be an expression worth a mastercard ad – PRICELESS!!

J&K has been a bone of contention between India and Pakistan from the very beginning. I remember a joke when i speak abt J&K and Pakistan. Lemme quote that here now and then proceed.

An Indian, in one of the UN General Assemblies, is supposed to speak about some peace between India and Pakistan about Kashmir. Everyone is waiting with bated breath when the Indian starts. He says:

“Kashmir is named after the great sage “Kashyapa”. It so happened once that the sage went to the river Bhagirathi (now Ganga) to take a dip and had removed all his belongings to keep them on the banks of the river. When he is back from the dip, he finds that all his belongings were gone. Due to his Divya Drishti (vision extraordinaire), he sees a Pakistani running away with this belongings”

At that time, the Pakistani in the assembly stands up and shouts:

“There was no Pakistan at that time”

So, the Indian is quick enough to retort that “So, now that we have made it clear about no Pakistan existing and Kashmir existing, let’s continue”

What I would like to point out here that from time immemorial, Kashmir is known to be the Crown Jewel in Asia due to its picteresque valleys and lakes and the existance of the great Himalayas. But you ask any small kid, be it an Indian kid or any kid across the world, he would term Kashmir as the land of violence, land of contention between India and Pakistan, merciless killings of innocent people (Note – Religion does NOT play a part here) in the name of freedom struggle or by terrorists etc etc.

If my knowledge of History is not wrong, I remember having read that the King of Kashmir did not accede to the Indian request to join the Indian sovereign nation and that is the reason why Kashmir still has a different constitution and the rest of India has a different one. As per my understanding, Mr. Jinnah, the Father of Pakistan, never demanded for J&K to be a part of Pakistan. It was the King of Kashmir who put across that idea that he would either like to make Kashmir be a part of Pakistan (the so called Muslim country) or have a different constitution. The Indian freedom fighters and leaders at that time, including Jawaharlal Nehru, Mahatma Gandhi, Dr. B R Ambedkar and Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel then decided to give a seperate constitution. Mr. Patel, also known as the Iron Man of India, had indeed expressed a desire to take the Indian Armed forces onto Kashmir and make it a part of the sovereign of India, which had been suppressed by the other leaders.

The Britishers have to be blamed for having seeded the thought of religious bias amongst the Indians. We were all united in our freedom struggle and the Britishers agreed to give us independence provided we make a seperate country for the muslims and have a seperate country for Hindus. But, it is common knowledge that Pakistan too has a good amount of Hindus and Hindu temples like India having muslims and mosques. So, in what context can you name India as a country of Hindus and Pakistan as a Muslim country?

I overheard a discussion about the everlasting strife between the USA and Russia. An old man was very quick to point out that since India has the support of Russia from quite long, Pakistan is being supported by the USA. And now that there is no existance of the USSR, the USA wants to have a stronghold in Asia too and that is the reason why it is supporting Pakistan by giving economic grants though it knows very well that the Taliban is having a lot of power these days in Pakistan and that there is a lot of internal strife happening within Pakistan. There is also open and evident links for all terrorist activities with Pakistan. Why would USA still support Pakistan after all these statements about fighting against Terror and not supporting any country which supports Terrorism?

I couldn’t do much but agree with the old man’s logic. But I again feel, USA wants to have dominance over the entire world and it wants peace. It also wants a name amongst the other nations that it is the only country which is striving for peace during these turbulent times.

I reiterate that you cannot term a country to be a terrorist country or a good country without knowing the entire truth about the same. You cannot term a country based upon its people. You can term a country on its economy that it is an advanced country, developed country, developing country or underdeveloped country. But, biasing countries on the qualities of its people, I don’t want to do that!

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