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Don't Shoot the Messenger

September 2005 : Danish newspaper Jyllands-Posten publishes cartoons which depicted Islamic prophet Muhammad. These cartoons created a lot of controversies. On Oct 2005, Muslim organization complained about the cartoons and the police investigated on their complain. In Jan 2006 the case was dropped as the police  couldn't  find any violation of  Danish  laws. September 2012 : Indian national Assem Trivedi (cartoon against corruption) was arrested on sedition charges. Earlier in Dec 2011 his website was suspended by Crime Branch, Mumbai. The reason for this arrest is that the government thought he discredited the national emblem of union of India in his cartoon. He was later released on bail. January 2015 : The office of French weekly newspaper Charlie Hebdo came under attack from armed gunmen which resulted in death of 12 persons (including editor and cartoonist). The armed gunmen claimed that they attacked the Paris office of Charlie Hebdo because they didn...

Friday the 13th......... (13/9/13)

               Friday 13th is considered unlucky according to Western superstition. Something special happens in Friday the 13th. There are many instances in the past that 13th of any month which falls on Friday became uglier. On 13th June 1997 (on a Friday), fire broke out in Upahar cinema, New Delhi when the cinema hall was packed with audience watching a Hindi film "Border". The fire took 59 innocent lives and 103 people were injured in the resulting stampede. 13th Sep 2013... Friday.. Indian electronic and print media had a busy day in office. The 4 rapist found guilty of Delhi rape case were sentenced to death by hanging by a fast track court in Delhi, pending approval from the honbl'e high court and honbl'e supreme court. The main opposition party of India, BJP declared Narendra Modi as the Prime Minstrel candidate for 2014 Indian general election. This decision was not welcomed by some of the senior party official and some of the allie...

Doctoral Degree..

            It has been ages, since I have written something from my heart. Life has changed considerably and I am sailing with the changes, but my love for music and knowledge has been growing at a steady pace. I don't actually remember when the changes started to appear in my life. After I completed my M.E, life has been changing at a rapid pace and I have to adjust with the pace. I did adhoc job in Thapar University for 1 year duration. Those 1 year were very hectic, very eventful and I fought with my teachers and administrators and myself like never before. I wanted to achieve everything in short period, but it was my sheer madness. I was unofficially spoon feeding 10-15 M.Tech students in their research work, was taking classes of image processing which I never studied. Going to Ranchi, Faridabad for project evaluation, preparing a manuscript of a book and doing PTU's M.Tech thesis all in the period of 1 year. As usual after Thapar I had no plans. On...

Kabhi Kabhi... Sahir Ludhianvi

"kabhi kabhi mere dil main khayal ata hai, ke zindegi tere julfon ke narm chaon main guzarne pati to shadab ho bhi sakti thi, ye ranzo gham ki shyahi jo dil pe chai hai, teri nazar ke suahon main kho bi sakti thi, magar ye ho na saka, magar ye ho na saka........ aur ab ye alam hai ki tu nahi, tera gham teri jhustuju bhi nahi, guzar rahi hai kuch iss tarah zindegi jaise, isse kisiki sahare ki arzoo bhi nahi, na koi raah, na manjil na roshni ki surakh bhatak rahi hai andheron main jindegi meri, innhi andhero main rahjaunga kabhi kho kar, main janta hun meri hum nafaz.. magar yunhi kabhi kabhi mere dil main khayal ata hai" "Kabhi raste main miljao to katra kar guzar jana, hume iss tarah takna jaise pechana nahi tumne, humara jikr jab aya, to yun anjan banjana, ki jaise naam sun kar bhi humne jana nahi tumne.." Kabhi Kabhi (1976), Sahir Ludhianvi

Ghazals and Valentines.. Deadly duo....

        Again comes the month of February and the love is in the air. Again I am on my annual ritual to pen down something for the Valentines Day. Hope some of you have gone through my previous post on Valentines Day. This year is also not different. I am still single and I don't believe in miracles nor have I witnessed a miracle in my life time. In this post I am expressing my feelings through some of my favorite stanzas of some songs by gazal mestro jagjit singh. As the love takes its first tiny step, the love letter also comes in to existance. Go through the below lines and these are self explanatory. "Pyar ka pehla khat likhne main waqt to lagta hai Naye parindo ko udne main waqt to lagta hai Jism ki baat nahi thi, unke dil tak jana tha, lambi doorie tae karne main waqt to lagta hai" After a courtship period with many ups and down when the love affair is in its death bed, the singer sings the following lines, and as usual it is self explanatory. "Tere kh...

The Valley of Death

           Today the lust green nature of the Kashmir valley has been converted to a battlefield. The extremist of Islam has declared Jihad against the Indians and in the name of Jihad they are massacring thousands of innocent people. The main target of these people is the Sikh and Kashmir pundit community. To save their life and for the betterment of the young generation they are forced to leave all the belongings and flee to the makeshift refugee camps. But fleeing the valley doesn’t really help. They are like refugees in their own country. Sick older generation and a virtually bleak future for younger generation is a main reason of worry. Beside this there is no source of income, not a roof to support from heat, rain and cold.             There is a little known grocery shop in a market place of a town. It is a bright sunny day and Abdul the owner of the shop is busy checking the ...

Now and Then

18th august 2003: GIET, Gunupur, Rayagada, Orissa          This is the 1st day of a new session in a private engineering college in south Orissa. Young boys and girls from near and far who have sought admission in B.Tech course in different disipline gathered in the small auditorium to attend the orientation program and to listen the long, boring speeches of the chairman and teachers of the college. Many of them are accompanied by their parents. Most of them looked frightened and for the rest of the boys and girls the facial expression was a mixture of joy and sorrow. A young boy of 18 year is standing all alone in the end of the auditorium and listening to the speeches mindlessly. His parent couldn't attend the orientation program because they had to rush back home. After sometime both the audience and the speakers got bored of their respective jobs and finally the orientation program ended and a packet containing some snacks were distribute...