What is BPL - yeah right it stands for the one below powerty line, and mind you thats not the misspelling, 60-70% of the Indian population are below the poverty line and its disheartening to see that they constitute the majority and are resposnsible for choosing the Indian government and beaurocracy, and the Indian politicians know how to use this weakling to their advantage by luring them with the rags and morsels of food.

Who is gonna pull India out? I call this population the one with the real POWER, but until they are opressed and ignored they can’t really come out of this situation, getting worser year by year and genaration by generation they’ll get deeper into it, richer gets richer and poor gets poorer, there is no incentive for any one to be living in villages and feel great about it.

And if you want to know why this quite calm guy is so hell bent on the cause of poverty, politics and power, I noticed something today which I will not be able to forget for the rest of my life.

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Act I, Scene I, light camera action!

Two kids and an adult in rags and a badly disheveled appearance cross the road at Madhapur dominoe’s crossing.

Act I, Scene II light camera action!

I stare at them and shrug my shoulder, snubbed and moved ahead!

Act I, Scene III light camera action!

And I see all three of them clinging onto the local dumpster and fighting for something, I assumed it be some piece of plastic they were tracking inside, but then I realized the adult succeeded and he was out of the cycle with a smile of contentment and he was religiously trying to bite onto the ingot of rice and then trying to chew it hard! he was contented, and the poor dogs were salivating and staring greedly at his prized possession..

Act I Scene IV, flashback

OMG, I just left a slice of pizza back at the piza hut only to be thrown in the bin, never realizing the fate it would meet. Call this the act of god, the result of his karma, or the callousness of modern day man, the world is going to dogs.
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Man if this continues to be the state of poverty - and if they were to decide the fate of the nation by choosing the leader of the democracy, they’ll always struggle for the basic amenities such as, food, water, cloth, shelter and education.

Poltical parties seem to be following the dictum of divide and rule, our own cabinet members just ended up tabling a proposal for 49.5% reservation in school colleges and government jobs. Some time me thinks why it shouldn’t be based on poverty level or the remoteness of their domicile or number of siblings, etc. atleast it would end up enforcing some self discipline in an otherwise such an indisciplined nation. Come on dudes be innovative it pays to be there, u represent us..

“Why? did you fall in love with doctor Jaspreet there?”
“No, I had a bad accident!”

“Why / how on earth did that happen?”

“All cause of that stupid bitch, me and Rishi were cruising down to the office, completely overawed by the amount of work we had at our disposal we decided to bike down to the office at 7′o clock in the morning, Rishi was riding the pillion and I was at the wheel, we had crossed the Kothaguda junction and had just begun to race, when this cute bitch in her mid years seemed to cross the road beautifully tick-tocking her bottom, she seemed to have picked a fight with a set of dogs (the bad guys) on the other side of the road, she turned back to witness them closely for the last time and came back straight on the road, with an elan!

Bitch tossed us both in the air :(, we were flicked by her back, and were afloat in the air for a bit, landed back on the road, toppled upside down, skid the road for 50 meters, I hit the road with my shoulder blade, my reflex was fast, and I thought I would black out, the impact was high but the helmet saved me from the worst! I couldn’t get up and people feared the worst, I couldn’t figure out anything for a moment, then I asked Rishi if he was OK, people rushed in from all corner, someone offered water, and after moving all the nooks and corners of my body and ascertaining that I was OK, I decided to get up, the shirt was torn completely, came to the side of the road called the corporate ambulance and went down to see the doctor, she administered a 10 INR tetanus shot at the cost of 850 INR, I didn’t feel all that great because my ribs had squeezed completely, and I was having problems breathing and speaking, but thank god there was no fracture and there was no shoulder dislocation, for god’s sake “DO WEAR YOUR HELMETS” when you ride a 2 wheeler. I was saved I went onto work and took 2 days off subsequently it helped my ribs inflate back to normal.

Miraculously - nothing happened to that bitch is what people told me, I had left the bike at a local garage, as I said earlier - people in hyderabad are extra nice :), Rishi was safe, nothing happened to my bike - destiny had it for me in the books and I escaped it with minimal impact, thank god I am here to write this piece of blog.

Candidates were supposed to relocate to Mumbai! We started interviewing, after scouring through hundreds of resumes and arduous rounds of interviews we created our team and we had 20 in the end, 15 out of them were from hyderabad! Believe me they were fun guys to hang around with, least of qualms, extremely hard working most of them came from village background but had realized through shear brush with luck that IT was going to happen in a big way! Every one of them had a vision to excel! I was thoroughly impressed! One of them said that in Hyderabad if you touch a passing stranger his expression of exclaimation would unsurprising be ‘Oh Java!’

I was in Hyderabad for the first time during 2002, drove down from Mumbai to Hyderabad a stretch of around 750 kilometeres on the 15th of August! Our vehichle was scorpio, one of the very interesting visible statistics we came across was the death of 1 tamed animal every 50 kilometers - we calculated this with out naked eyes and the dried relics stuck onto the road served as the ample testimony to the fact.

You can witness the travelogue here, the city looked promising we reached early in the morning and the roads were being scoured cleaned and they were wide, the people had bad sense of traffic and the natives seemed cute and honest in almost all their dealings. One thing I should mention here that hyderabadis/gultus (natives of Andhras) are by far the most honest and the hard working people I’ve come across in my little life, they’re not shrewed and don’t know cut throat business, and except few you’ll fall in love with almost all of them.

We spend our day in the Madhapur, HITEC city and Golconda! compressed all the fun in one single day, construction was at its full pace, seemed city was brewing up, madhapur was immense and vast and seemed maidenm, just ready for conception.

I was impressed but my allegiance laid with my business in Mumbai, though the place was stary and warm and I had my brother to be with I headed back to Mumbai! Never thinking that I would be back here again sometime soon. But one thing was clear reality was at its boom, the concrete jungle was building up, and there seemed a hidden brain behind the concatenation of events that existed. I followed the city closely and I become one ardent fan of CBN - Chandra Babu Naidu, maestro Chief Minister of the state with a laptop, the modern day leader.

I heard the masses didn’t take him positive due to controversy between Telangana and Andhra and his total concentration on Hyderabad at the cost of other cities and his major focus on e-governance and clean public policies ended up hurting the bad guys. Days of CBN soon were over but his precedent till date remains unparalleled and how I wish that he comes back to power again.

Any how I stepped in hyderabad on May 6 2005 once again! This time I bid farewell to Mumbai for good and was relocating here to Hyderabad, experience was positive I immediately felt a sense of calmness dawning over my head! Mumbai was so fast that I never had time to appreciate the beauty of the dame crossing the roads! I spent initial days in Ohri’s and then got used to the place - my looks often ends up revealing that I am an alien and my hindi also proves that I am not an ascendant of a nizaam but that of a nawaab! Who cares I am enjoying the place the place is still puffing up and I think I am here to stay! :)

1. Communication cost and infrastructure
2. Connectivity and road infrastrucutre
3. Constitution - f’ed up state of law and order

BJP took this seriously and worked on fixing the first two, ambitious project like golden quadrilateral, efficient standardization by TRAI, the state of law and order in indi is pathetic and we yet have to see how it can be fixed given the density and scale of the problems on this land.

Here is another feather in the cap of our Government:

As everyone knows, BlogSpot, TypePad and Geocities are not available for most of us in Indi! it is blocked by a DoT directive, on the pretext of beefed up security measures after the Mumbai blasts.

But the ISPs are not supposed to block the entire subdomain and they are not able to give a proper reasoning at such a point!

DoT and ISPs are definitely violating our fundamental right to information!

Government of India has in its esteemed wisdom decided that the blogs published on the blogspot, typepad and other such sites are anti-national. They have blocked 12 sites. Apparently officials didn’t learn anything from the earlier ban on yahoo groups.

Now what can we do -

1. Join Blogger Collective at http://groups.google.com/group/BloggersCollective
2. Help in keeping the Wiki updated at http://censorship.wikia.com/wiki/Bloggers_Against_Censorship
3. Try to get main stream media to notice this issue. Till now MSM has covered this very minimally. We should try to raise awareness by writing letters (or more appropriately emailsJ) to the editors.
4. Help in filing a PIL and a RTI application.
   Help blogger community in thinking about other ways to protest. Discuss these ideas at http://groups.google.com/group/BloggersCollective
5. Register in the voter’s list and start using your voting/veto rights

Guys please air your opinion and contribute to this movement - the mass movement, mob can mobilize the government, if you don’t the inefficiency of the system will be mooted by directing them through such corrupt directives which are backed by illogic.