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Sania! Yeh kya Kiya?

Ms Mirza’s image of an international ace tennis star is shattered to a low grade filmy heroine. The crowd followed her, never to reach her. Her association with the Pakistani cricketer has put her amongst the crowd, with the limelight on some D-grade XYZ. Sad for her, Sad for India, Sad for Indian Tennis.

Stars without twinkle

If cricket is a religion in India, then it’s sad to watch our talented GODS being sold to the MAHARAJAS OF MODERN INDIA. The devotees feel sick and confused watching their many GODs gaming opposite each other. IPL matches lack the sparkle and the twinkle, which international cricket matches create for millions of followers.

Child's play

The generation that is still growing up has become insensitive to various norms and behaviour. Of course, the idiot box is a strong guiding force. My son, aged 7 was once collecting bits and pieces of various items from the floor. He informed me that, yeh cheezain usain laash ke paas se mili hain. Is seeing and studying a dead body a child’s play? I believe mega shows like CID on Sony TV aid murderers in planning all the brutal and high tech methods . CID and such shows are rated high as far as kid’s entertainment is concerned.

Overdose of bollywood

There seems to be an overdose of bollywood on T.V and print media. For our young ones the filmy terminology is as handy as their school notebooks. They can afford to loose a book, but not a movie or a song. Extremely spicy chit chat forms the ingredient of daily newspaper columns. May be it’s their only recipe for success.

Fulfilling father’s wish

Rahul Mahajan admits that his late father always wanted him to marry and have kids. His swayamvar is stealing the T.V time of lakhs of innocent viewers. Ignoring his involvement in an alleged incident of drug abuse and the most shameful act of wife beating, the channels are busy glorifying his swayamvar. Abhilasha Mathur

The distorted Mile sur mera tumhara!

It sounded the most besure 15 min on TV in the recent past. Why couldn’t we create a brand new track? India is blessed with greatest of singers, musicians then why the compulsion of remixing the beautiful original soundtrack. I wonder, what mele sur mera humhara ( version 3) would sound and look like ( may be after another 15 years).

Admission woes

Parents earnestly feel the hearty responsibility to provide the best school for their budding hopes of life. Expectations, competition and the hunger for excellence in life mark the root for all the agony. The harassment during admission process is not diluted to the slightest percentage. Potential parents and the insightful citizens can actually feel the pain. When the admission deadlines are off with no openings for lakhs, helpless parents feel most worthless and frustrated to the highest order. Admission blues can’t end till the agony brushes our policy makers.

Messengers of Climate Change

They write messages, draw, paint, sing, dance, come out on streets, demonstrate, and protest as they sincerely bother and get disturbed about the grave changes bound to affect the global climate. World over children and activists have joined hands to express the urgent need to save the earth for future. Let us thank their kind efforts and energy they invest from time to time for the global issue. Let us earnestly wish that these messengers succeed to convey the urgent need of the hour to our leaders, policy makers, industrialists, manufacturers, technologists and above all to millions of people on this earth. Let us join their chorus to impress upon Copenhagen to prevent the melting ice and protect the world from the disastrous heat.

Messengers of Climate Change

They write messages, draw, paint, sing, dance, come out on streets, demonstrate, and protest as they sincerely bother and get disturbed about the grave changes bound to affect the global climate. World over children and activists have joined hands to express the urgent need to save the earth for future. Let us thank their kind efforts and energy they invest from time to time for the global issue. Let us earnestly wish that these messengers succeed to convey the urgent need of the hour to our leaders, policy makers, industrialists, manufacturers, technologists and above all to millions of people on this earth. Let us join their chorus to impress upon Copenhagen to prevent the melting ice and protect the world from the disastrous heat.

Messengers of Climate Change

They write messages, draw, paint, sing, dance, come out on streets, demonstrate, and protest as they sincerely bother and get disturbed about the grave changes bound to affect the global climate. World over children and activists have joined hands to express the urgent need to save the earth for future. Let us thank their kind efforts and energy they invest from time to time for the global issue. Let us earnestly wish that these messengers succeed to convey the urgent need of the hour to our leaders, policy makers, industrialists, manufacturers, technologists and above all to millions of people on this earth. Let us join their chorus to impress upon Copenhagen to prevent the melting ice and protect the world from the disastrous heat.

100 reasons to divide

India, the world’s largest democracy is losing its harmony. The once strong spine of our nation is fractured by our own representatives. If the multiplicities of our ways of life become the cause of division then the reasons are 100. In times of global competition and fight to save the earth, a divide in the country will further weaken it. The formation of a separate state of Telangana is a step to the rear. At the present rate at which the states are being divided, by the end of two decades, India may posses a fat government with over fifty states. If hunger strikes or fast until death make severe impacts to divide a nation, then India should also hope to solve tribulations like hunger, unemployment, overpopulation, child labor, lack of education to name a few.

Capital Chaos

New Delhi, the seat of Indian Government is proud to be termed as the city of traders. Trading is in city’s blood. Traders run shops started by their forefathers. But what about the lakhs of citizens who shift their work base from far and near states into Delhi. Every locality, except of course the Lutyen’s Zone, is mushrooming with unauthorized shops, kiosks, hutments, hawkers, pavement shops and encroachments. Part of the rising immigrant population also poses as a major security threat. The Lords and ladies of the Indian Government are unconcerned. To them, the city’s growing population is only a measure of an inflated vote bank. Amidst, serious water and electricity crisis, lakhs of self styled traders further weaken the spine of the dilwalon ki Dilli. Citizens enjoy their favorite tikki, kulfi or pan in the middle of the road, no matter, it creates road blocks and traffic congestion. It’s a fact that Delhi's traders have been shaping the politics of the city for years but nobo