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Why I Have Started Liking Rahul Gandhi

I was barely into my eleventh year when Indira Gandhi imposed emergency on a nation that had done nothing to deserve it. India was not at war with any other state and the only reason why Mrs. Gandhi sought to take away the basic rights of her citizens was because she feared that her political opponents had started exposing her administration that was involved in rampant corruption in the garb of socialism. The ‘Total revolution’ theme enunciated by the popular social leader, Jai Prakash Narayan (JP), had caught the imagination of the nation and people had begun rallying around him to give a body blow to the hitherto unchallenged Congress party. Another maverick leader who went by the name of Raj Narain, had also gone hammer and tongs against Mrs. Gandhi and had taken his case to the High court alleging that she had used the state machinery to defeat him in the 1972 elections. The court found the allegations to be true.A whimsically frightened Prime Minister, Indira Gandhi, declared the state of emergency on the citizens of a free country.I recall that a friend’s father who was pursuing his Ph.D. on the ‘JP’ movement had to burn his years of research work because he feared that he too would be arrested by the police. He had witnessed many of those who were associated with the movement being sent to the gallows.In my young mind, I developed a sense of rejection for the Congress party since then. I disliked Congress for its vulgar display of authority and for its inept administration and most of all for its dependence on just one family for its survival. I was aghast when Congress chose Rajiv Gandhi to take over as its Leader when there were at least a dozen senior and able Party leaders who could have been at the helm of the party after Indira Gandhi’s unfortunate assassination. But the Party couldn’t see beyond the Gandhi family.Just as the party can’t see beyond Sonia Gandhi even today!My dislike for Congress party’s over reliance on the Gandhi family naturally led me to dislike Rahul Gandhi from the very beginning of his political career.But when I look around the political landscape of various political parties then I find that there is hardly any party which is not on a son/daughter/nephew promoting spree.Sharad Pawar has been promoting the political careers of his daughter and his nephew vigorously and so is Bala Saheb (though the latter is scuttling his nephew’s career). Mulayam Singh’s myopic vision doesn’t go beyond his Yadav clan and Laloo’s love for Rabri is legendary. Karunanidhi’s family is at the heart of all that happens in DMK. Perhaps the only exception here is BJP as neither Advani, nor Vajpayee have made any efforts to promote the political careers of their close relativesThere is a significant difference between Congress and the other political parties though. Whereas the leaders of other parties are thrusting their close relatives upon their hapless parties, in the case of Congress, the hapless party is virtually begging the Gandhis to take up the leadership positions!However over the past several months, Rahul’s political activities have come like a breath of fresh air and I have to concede today that I have started admiring Rahul Gandhi by and by. My new found admiration is based upon following observations• I haven’t seen a political leader make so much sustained efforts to connect with the rural India as Rahul is doing. He has been travelling to the remote villages and spending time with the poorest and most down trodden segment of the villages in an effort to understand their problems and identify himself with them. No one from the Gandhi family has ever tried to be as close to rural India as Rahul is trying to be. Not the Great Nehru who practically never spent a day, leave alone a night, in a village. Rajiv Gandhi too was far removed from rural India. A popular joke that went around about his understanding of rural India is that he once asked a village woman, “Do you carry an empty pitcher to the river to get water for your home or the pitcher is provided to you at the river bank?” Rahul Gandhi is trying to connect to the rural India. He realizes that inclusive growth can’t come by just the growing affluence of select few in large cities and towns. Rahul Gandhi has lived a opulent and luxurious life and to me his spending so much time in the villages is not just tokenism. There seems to be a sense of sincerity and a sense of service in his efforts. • Skeptics might say that Rahul Gandhi is just trying to get close to rural India for gaining political mileage. But the business of politics is all about gaining political acceptability and if Rahul’s spending time in villages leads to political gains then I will urge the leaders of all the parties who are more of ‘drawing room variety’ to move to the real political arena and gain political advantage.• No member of Gandhi family ever threw himself/ herself so passionately into the hard task of mobilizing the grass-root workers like Rahul has. His passion for party-building is matched by his stamina and I find this quality very noteworthy.• Rahul has emerged as a risk-taker who is putting himself in line by taking full responsibility for changing the fortune of his party in Uttar Pradesh. If Congress does poorly in the next year’s U.P. assembly elections, Rahul Gandhi will find it difficult to search for a scapegoat as he is the one and only person fully in-charge of all that will happen to the Congress party in that state. The Rita Bahugunas, the Pramod Joshis and the Beni Prasad Vermas are irrelevant in comparison to the stature that Rahul Gandhi has acquired in the state. I like Rahul’s appetite for such huge risk, given the fact that he could have just chosen to be a silent, behind-the-scene leader, the unchallenged “Prime Minister- in-waiting”• Rahul Gandhi’s unequivocal position on allowing majority stake to foreign companies in the retail sector speaks of his ability to take a stand on contentious issues.            It is praiseworthy that he recently spoke so much convincingly in support of FDI bill at a rally somewhere in Western UP. Everyone knows that UPA had put FDI bill in the back burner because it feared a backlash from the strong trader community in forthcoming the UP polls and yet Rahul Gandhi has come out openly in favour of the FDI policy. It is indeed a big risk that Rahul has taken and I am sure that the old guard must have pleaded with him not to pontificate on this subject but Rahul Gandhi chose to ignore them.  The most heartening thing is the manner in which Rahul Gandhi is trying to convince the people on why the country needs FDI in retail sector. He is cutting out the numbers and dispensing with the jargons that the Economists use. He is speaking in common man’s language to explain his point of view. In a country where the leader of the principal political party, the Congress, hardly ever speaks and where the Prime Minister is hardly ever heard and where the party spokespersons make enemies whenever they open their mouths, it is only Rahul who is making a deliberate attempt to speak to the nation about his party’s ideological position in a language that is lucid and is shorn of any shrillness.I like Rahul’s steadfast embracement of his ideology. Let me mention here that the party that I rate very highly, the BJP, has been doing several flip flops on FDI, much to my chagrin• On the issue of Lokpal, I personally believe that Rahul Gandhi’s idea of making ‘Lokpal’ a Constitutional body (akin to CVC) is rational & worth trying. Though this is an idea which came late, yet I am sure that if all the stakeholders, who are on either side of the Lokpal debate, ponder over it without any bias, will find the idea worth a second look.Many of us have a history of being strongly anti-Congress and I remain one till today but this can’t come in my way of giving the devil his due. I would like to appreciate Rahul Gandhi for his ‘against-the-grain’ stand on many issues, for his courage to take strong challenges and his willingness to do the back-breaking hard work I wish RG success, though I am far from being enamoured of the way his party is running the country. 

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An Ode to Manmohan ji

Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang

I just have no magic wand.
O but I do see a ‘foreign hand’
Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang
Why should I say Sorry ji
It should be Manish Tewari ji
And Madam isn’t around ji
I just wear the crown ji
Parliament is Supreme ji
Only MPs can eat cream ji
Why should bloody common man cry
Didn’t he Get his RTI
Sudhir. Stop this gag ji
Tell us your price tag ji
Take a cut you drunken tipple
Or else I report you to Sibal
Sibal Sir in control ji
I am just a hole ji

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Why the Feb 17th LPG ad by Government is very WRONG

http://datastore.rediff.com/h5000-w5000/thumb/676A5A5F616B595D65706673/dfekaei5rikwipmi.D.0.LPG_advert_on_17th_Feb__2011.JPGThe Times Of India, Delhi edition carried a half-page advertisement on page 5 on February 17th edition which shows two women, one old and the other young, making chapattis on a LPG stove. The Chairperson UPA, Mrs. Gandhi and the Prime Minister are also there on the top corner of the advertisement, smiling benignly.
The older woman in the advertisement is saying, “Now, cooking food brings a smile to my face and not tears in my eyes”
The advertiser is the government of India which is blowing its trumpet (very justifiably, I feel) by announcing that under the Rajiv Gandhi Rural LPG Distribution Scheme, many rural districts have blessed with LPG agencies and by 2015 almost 75% rural areas will achieve LPG availability. I am sure that considerable amount of money must have been spent on conceiving this ad and putting together the final artwork. The publishing cost in TOI is also substantial but this advertisement has one major FLAW. The advertisement completely ignores the safety aspect of the position of the LPG cylinder in respect to the LPG burner.
1. LPG or liquefied Petroleum gas is a propone-butane mixture and a special additive mercaptan is added to it to give it a rotten-egg like odor. This makes it possible to detect the leakage if any.
2. Since LPG is heavier than air, its leakage from the cylinder, valve or from the rubber tube can lead to accumulation of LPG in the floor area.
3. Even if there is minor leakage in the LPG system then lot of combustible LPG can accumulate on the floor and even near the burner area, if the LPG burner plate is kept on the floor.
4. The mere lighting up of a match stick will lead to an explosion and the floor area would be engulfed with fire in case of any small leakage.
5. If however the LPG burner is kept at a level higher than the cylinder level, then the chances of such mishaps are a bit reduced. This is because the gas has accumulated at the floor level while the match stick is lit away from the leaked accumulated gas.

Government oil companies organize safety clinics for LPG consumers frequently and this aspect of keeping the LPG burners at a level above the LPG cylinders is much emphasized during the clinics.
The advertisement violates the following two basic tenets of LPG safety:
• The LPG stove must always be installed on kitchen slab at height above the cylinder
• The cylinder must be kept away from other sources of heat
The government agency responsible for the advertisement has ignored these basic safety issues in the advertisement and the lapse is very glaring.
It is hoped that the stakeholders concerned will do more research before placing such advertisements in future.

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Of Old days, Cold waves and Buffalo Milk

The Cold Wave sweeping North India

My good friend from Mount Abu just sent me an SMS that his town experienced (-) 4.5 degree C yesterday. He said that the chill reminded him of 1976 Delhi winter when my friend and I were living in R.K. Puram in South Delhi.

Both of us were next door neighbours and once in a while were thrusted with the responsibility of fetching milk from the Delhi Milk Scheme (DMS) booth. We were both students of Class VI then.

There was no “Mother Dairy” then, as far as my memory serves me right.
DMS was the only source of milk for almost all families, save some who would go to Munirka village and buy it straight from the udder!

Each family was issued a DMS metal card which was as big as Blackberry Bold II. On my card was engraved- 1 Toned, 1 Buffalo. The Buffalo referred to the full cream milk and had lot of malai in it, which I disdained but my brother loved to eat with sugar (again bought from the ration shop).

We had to go to the milk booth with the DMS card and two empty bottles and in return we could get one Toned and one buffalo. The Toned had a red aluminium foil cap while the Buffalo had a Blue one. The two 1/2 litre bottle cost Rupee One only.
We would queue up at the booth at 5 AM and I remember that in Dec 1976, I and my friend used to wear woolen pants (with pyjama underneath) and at least three woolen sweaters before embarking upon “Mission Milk”. The booth was five minutes by walk and on one particular day, I had to run back to my house to get two “monkey caps” as we felt that our heads would freeze if we didn’t wear those crass woolen caps. I dashed back and got the two caps from my house while my friend kept our place in the long queue.
“Monkey caps is for oldies,” was my friend’s constant refrain but in Dec 1976, he found it “quite cute” to wear.
Buying Milk was full of “dhakka and mukki”. Men would jostle with one another and break the order of the queue, if it was feared that the number of milk crates supplied were less than the quota on a particular day.

The guy on the window counter was the Lord incarnate. He could give you two buffaloes instead of 1 Toned and 1 buffalo, if he was known to you. Though a very lowly paid contract employee, he was arrogance personified. So getting two bottles of milk was quite a task, I say.

We would come back home by 06:30 am and would earn a warm embrace and a cup of piping hot tea from our mothers.
I miss the “thand” of Delhi and I miss the “razai” and I really miss the DMS booth.

I had thought that DMS would have long been dead with the advent of the much more efficient and organized Mother dairy but was surprised to find that DMS has surprised. The SMS from my Mount Abu based friend forced me to go down the memory lane.

I googled Delhi Milk Scheme and came to the website http://dms.gov.in/
The website reveals that it still has over 1,298 outlet and as per the website it outsells Mother dairy in sale of milk. It also sells “Chach, Ghee, Paneer, Dahi, Toned and Double Toned,” among other things.

My brother’s favourite “Buffalo” variety is missing though.

Why was I so ignorant about DMS? Why did I assume that it would have been dead?
It is a fundamental mistake that we make when we doubt the ability of others who look clumsy and inadequate to survive.

In the kingdom of God, all can survive. May we all thrive in this new year 2011.

Amen

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Letter Writing Cattle Class

                Letter writing Cattle Class 

A columnist by the name Malvika something, endowed with an extremely photogenic face, once wrote in Outlook, something about Shahsi Tharoor’s tweet which called the travelers travelling in Economy as “cattle class.” Shahsi’s comments created an uproar, quite uselessly though, and perhaps his downward slide began immediately thereafter. 

I wrote a letter to editor about myself, a cattle-class, who once was frequently flying business class. My letter to Editor has been adjudged as one of the all time Best by the Editorial board of Outlook. 

 The letter has been abridged for brevity by the editorial team but it would still make you smile. 

Here is the letter reproduced verbatim:

 “August 3, 2009  Apropos of Malavika Sangghvi’s Stratospheric Chic, I once used to work for ExxonMobil India and did the Bombay-Delhi-Bombay round-trip frequently.  
An all-expenses-paid trip, I’d usually travel business class. On one occasion, I had the pleasure of having onscreen villain Amrish Puri sitting next to me. Still young, I could not hide my awe of him. Puri had once visited an Indian Oil depot where his younger brother used to work. I too was there that time.  
Recalling the occasion, I felt a strange feeling of warmth towards the actor and offered him a warm ‘hello’. He looked away with disdain. I was quite crushed. 
Travelling in the same plane was P. Chidambaram. When the plane landed at the Delhi airport, PC started walking down the aisle. Puri, on seeing him, removed his hat and bid him a dramatic ‘Good morning, sir’. Chidambaram walked past, without even giving the actor a second glance. 
My mood lifted immediately, as if justice had been done. I, a cattle class, always felt comfortable in the company of crown princes thereafter.” 

http://www.outlookindia.com/article.aspx?267571  

Cheers!  

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5 Things I Liked About Suresh Kalmadi

So the Commonwealth games have been concluded. Even the most vociferous opponents of CWG would say that games have been stupendously successful, with the Honorable exception of Mani Shankar Aiyar of course. 


A few days before the games began,  the collective heart of the nation had begun to sink, with the not-so- honorable exception of Suresh Kalmadi. Everyone thought that the country would not be able to host the games on time or worse that the games would be cancelled.  In the rumble and tumble of all this we had to have a CWG villain.  It was Suresh’s destiny that he was the chosen one.

 I remember the taunts that greeted Suresh each time he stood up to say something during the Opening ceremony. The intensity of all the jeers and the boos had even increased by the time it was time for the closing ceremony. For all Indians, from Kargil to Kanya Kumari, the Villian number One of CWG was Suresh Kalmadi.  A small school girl even told me that the alphabets that make up the name “Suresh Kalmadi”  can be reorganized to read “Sir u made lacs” 

Small girl. She was thinking of lacs in the times when crores are becoming insignificant. 

But this article is not about deriding Suresh Kalmadi. It is about looking at the positive side of the man who in spite of being so much ridiculed stood firm amidst all the brickbats and remained there till the CWG were finally over. I find 5 great qualities about Suresh which are worth emulating 

1. Not Losing sight of the objective in severely adverse conditions: Let there be no doubt in any one’s mind that if there were no Suresh, there would have been no Delhi 2010 games.  There has been much opposition to the games right from the time India made a bid for the games. Most Indians didn’t want it and many said that Commonwealth games have no significance in the world of sports.  Even the one-time Sports Minister didn’t want it. Suresh had to bring games to India by working with two different regimes. He worked through the maze of bureaucrats who held sway during the Vajpayee regime and the Congress regime. I give FULL marks to Suresh for bringing the games to Delhi.

 2. Taking full blame to avert witch-hunting in the interest of the games: Suresh knew that every big project which involves the prestige of the nation must have a ready-made “fall guy” in place. That the CWG village wasn’t delivered on time wasn’t Suresh’s responsibility at all. It was the responsibility of the Lt. Governor’s office.  Suresh’s job was to organize the games and he and his team did it to perfection. A lesser mortal could have fought the media and turned the table on to the LG’s office for all the ills that affected the village but Suresh largely kept quite. He didn’t open the can of worms and took full blame on himself. This sense of sacrifice for the sake of Games is worth appreciating. 

3. Standing by his team: Suresh Kalmadi was never the sole foot soldier of the large organization that was responsible for the organization of the game. He was rather the General of the Army called Indian Olympics Association (IOA). The Association is packed with powerful politicians like the Vice- President in the person of Vijay Kumar Malhotra who were also involved with the CWG.  When Suresh Kalmadi was under attack, never did he pass the buck to his team. He stood by them and gave them encouragement to stand firm in their resolve to give an outstanding game to the world.  

4. Braving the media onslaught with dignity: The amount of indignity that was heaped on Suresh when a footbridge fell near the village is unimaginable. Even the Top dog at Union Carbide wasn’t subjected to so much of outrage for the Bhopal gas tragedy. A lesser mortal would have fled the scene but Suresh stood firm (except for a brief period of two days when he went incommunicado) and handled media with aplomb. He didn’t shout back at media men who were cornering him without checking out if the failures that were being attributed to him were really in his scope of work or not. I give kudos to Suresh for that. He displayed composure and was unruffled by the wild attack. The only thing for which perhaps he wasn’t attacked  was the monsoon. We thank our responsible media men for this courtesy! 

 5. For keeping the Olympic dream alive: There are some watershed events in the life of a nation which change the way the world perceives that nation.  The hosting of Football World Cup by South Africa changed the perception of entire Africa. The much maligned “continent of darkness” delivered an excellent football tournament. This is how the developed nations viewed the event. It gave hope to the world and courage to the Africans to dream bigger. Similarly the way the Chilean government responded to save the lives of 30 something miners gave a fresh perspective of how much Chile cherishes the lives of its poor miners. It also showed how meticulously the South American country can respond to disastrous situations.  Hosting of CWG will go down as a major milestone in the history of India. India hosted an outstanding event amidst clouds of doubts and visions of uncertainty. Suresh Kalmadi has an Olympic dream. He wants India to host Olympics. He is single minded in his pursuit and is focused in his mission. His strategy was to host a comparatively smaller event and go hammer and tongs at the Olympic mission. I like his strategy and would be happy if he succeeds.
In conclusion I want to make a confession. I absolutely hated Suresh Kalmadi before the CWG. I also thought he was the quintessential “Politician-Sports administrator “ who saw sports as yet another avenue to grow the political clout and may be to make money at the expense of sports. My mind is struggling to let go that image but I give Suresh a Thumbs up for his conduct which displayed his basic leadership traits-  of being brave when confronted by the frenzied mob and for remaining stolid when letting out the emotions would have upset the applecart.                    
 Sudhir Bisht is a freelance writer. Send feedback at sudhir_bisht@rediffmail.com    

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Remarks by PM Netahyahu (Israel) at State Department, Washington DC

Thank you, Madame Secretary. I want to thank you and President Obama for the many efforts that you´ve invested to bring us to this moment.
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My friend, Senator Mitchell, thank you for your consistent effort, for your and your staff´s efforts, to bring a lasting and durable peace to our region.
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President Abbas, as I said yesterday in our meeting at the White House with the President of the United States, the President of Egypt and the King of Jordan, I see as you a partner for peace. Together, we can lead our people to a historic future that can put an end to claims and to conflict.
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Now, this will not be easy. A true peace, a lasting peace, would be achieved only with mutual and painful concessions from both sides: from the Israeli side, from the Palestinian side — from my side, and from your side. But the people of Israel, and I as their prime minister, are prepared to walk this road and go a long way — a long way in a short time — to achieve a genuine peace that will bring our people security, prosperity and good neighbors — good neighbors — to shape a different reality between us.
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That´s going to involve serious negotiations, because there are many issues in contention. The core issues that you outlined, Madame Secretary, are things that we have disagreements on; but we have to get from disagreement to agreement — a big task. Now, two years ago, or rather a year ago, in a speech I gave in Bar- Ilan University in Israel, I tried to outline the two pillars of peace that I think will enable us to resolve all the outstanding issues. And these are legitimacy and security.
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Just as you expect us to be ready to recognize a Palestinian state as the nation state of the Palestinian people, we expect you to be prepared to recognize Israel as the nation state of the Jewish people.
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There are more than a million non-Jews living in Israel, the nation state of the Jewish people, who have full civil rights. There is no contradiction between a nation state that guarantees the national rights of the majority and guaranteeing the civil rights, the full equality of the minority.
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I think this mutual recognition between us is indispensable to clarifying to our two peoples that the conflict between us is over. I said, too, yesterday that a real peace must take into account the genuine security needs of Israel that have changed; they´ve changed since I was last here. You spoke about the veterans who are gathered here — around this table. We´ve been here before. We fashioned the Hebron agreement and the Wye Agreement.
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Now, this was 12 years ago. In these 12 years, new forces have risen in our region, and we´ve had the rise of Iran and its proxies, and the rise of missile warfare. And so a peace agreements — a peace agreement must take into account security arrangement against these real threats that have been directed against my country — threats that have been realized with 12,000 rockets that have been fired on our territory and terrorist attacks that go unabated.
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President Abbas, I am fully aware and I respect your people´s desire for sovereignty. I´m convinced that it´s possible to reconcile that desire with Israel´s need for security. We anticipate difficult days before we achieve the much-desired peace.
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The last two days have been difficult. They were exceedingly difficult for my people and for me. Blood has been shed, the blood of innocents. Four innocent Israelis gunned down brutally, two people wounded, seven new orphans. President Abbas, you condemned this killing. That´s important. No less important is to find the killers, and equally to make sure that we can stop other killers. They seek to kill our people, kill our state, kill our peace.
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And so achieving security is a must. Security is the foundation of peace. Without it, peace will unravel. With it, peace can be stable and enduring.
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President Abbas, history has given us a rare opportunity to end the conflict between our peoples, a conflict that has been lasting for almost a century. It´s an unprecedented opportunity to end a century - - conflict. Well, there have been some examples in history, but not many.
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But we face such a task - to end the bloodshed and to secure a future of promise and hope for our children and grandchildren. In the first book of the Bible, the book of Genesis, there is a story of how two brothers in conflict — brothers — Isaac and Ishmael — join together to bury their father, Abraham — our father, the father of our two peoples. Isaac, the father of the Hebrew nation, Ishmael, the father of the Arab nation, join together in a moment of pain and mutual respect to bury Abraham in Hebron.
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I can only pray — and I know that millions around the world, millions of Israelis and millions of Palestinians and many other millions around the world, pray — that the pain that we have experienced, you and us, in the last hundred years of conflict, will unite us not only in a moment of peace around a table of peace here in Washington, but will enable us to leave from here and to forge a durable, lasting peace for generations.
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Shalom. Salaam. peace

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Remembering my Old School- KV Sector8, RK Puram, New Delhi

Every one who has been to a school is a blessed one and especially blessed are those who studied at the Central Government schools called the Kendriya Vidyalayas.
Where else could you get good quality education by paying less that 3 USD a year.
For some reasons I am getting emotional about my old school today. A message on facebook from Anil Sharma who lives in USA took me by surprise. He studied with me in KV Sector 8 till Class VIII and somehow stumbled upon my profile and sent me a message on FB asking me if I was the same Sudhir Bisht, who studied in KV Sector 8 with him.
“Of couse, I am the one my friends and I do remember you” Thank God for linking me with an old school mate. And God Bless the facebook and of course the school!

I studied in KV, Sector 8 from Class II to Class XII. My senior brother studied there from Class III to Class XII and my junior sister studied there from Class I to Class XII. So I can call the school a family!
In 1971, I joined this great school in Class II. There was no building then for the school and classes were held under the canvass tents. 
During the cold days, the tents used to get side coverings (called “kanaat”) for the tents, to prevent the cold winds from tearing our bones apart. It was so much fun.
There was adventures galore. Getting a drop of water to drink during the summers was a challenge. We would drink straight from the tap of the tank that was filled up by the NDMC water line. Not surprisingly, typhoid was common but we all developed immunity against it.
Exam times were fun. From outside the tents of senior students, we could actually see who were cheating from the notes that were not allowed inside.
“Karrey or Furrey” as these notes were called.
And then when I was in Class VI, the school building was commissioned. A bit of fun was gone with the going away of the tents.
But as time passed by I realized that the “openness” of tents was good but the secrecy of “hide-outs” inside the building was even greater.
O God. What fun it would be to be in school again.
I seek to reconnect with my old friends- Suresh Warrier, Vivek kalra, Pradeep Khanduri, Sandeep Sandhu, Bitu Suri, Mukesh Mathur and many many others.
Thank God for Internet!

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Kailo Shailey in New Delhi

http://datastore.rediff.com/h5000-w5000/thumb/676A5A5F616B595D65706673/zf8blepjiasy11iw.D.0.Dwarka_park.jpgDelhi- A city of Parks

I am just back in Lagos after a 30 day annual vacation in my home town in Delhi.
Delhi is where I was born and Delhi is what lives in my spirit. The spirit represents adventure and zeal for life.Delhi is a very resilient city. It was looted and even razed several times by the invading armies of all hues, from all corners of Asia. And finally the the Brits ruled India from Delhi for over 100 years.
Delhi always emerged stronger and smarter.Delhi faces the problems of heavy influx of migrant workers from all over North and East India. There are also thousands of poor farmers from Bangladesh who have settled on the fringes of Delhi after they realized that the repeated floods in Bangladesh would never abate.
(Global warming might engulf large tracts of land in Bangladesh in the next 20 years)
There are some aspects to Delhi which make me so attached to the Delhi.My parents and my brother and sister live in Delhi.There are so many beautiful gardens all over Delhi and since I love to brisk-walk a lot, I am always attracted to the many small parks and gardens that the city boasts of. My own estimate is that there are at least 500- 700 parks and small gardens in Delhi and these have been maintained very well by the government in conjunction with the residents’ welfare association.
I have a small flat in one of the thousands of multi-storied buildings in Delhi. The place is not far from the Delhi airport and is a better planned urban housing area and is named Dwarka.I live in Sector 10 which has about 30 apartment buildings and each building houses 100- 150 flats.I counted at least 3 good parks in Sector 10 and its close vicinity.My favourite park is the one which is just 2 minutes walking distance away from my house.
First Day in the Park
I entered the park with ear plugs on my ears (where else!) and I saw an old friend jogging rather painfully on the joggers trail.
” Kailo Shaily?” I greeted him.
“What’s that Sudhir?”
” O sorry. How you doing mate. What’s happening? That is what I am asking you Bro.” I explained.
My Indian friend liked the expression.”Wow. That’s kind of cute. And what do I say in my reply if I want to say “Nothing Much”"
“Say Kosi Much” I said, not wanting to teach him ” Kosi Nko” as too much teaching too quickly spoils the relationship between the teacher and the tot!
We quickly exchanged our GSM numbers and emails and promised to email each other with subject line reading “Kailo Shailey” or “Kosi Much” during regular intervals even if we had no subject matter to talk about.Incidentally the number of Indian friends who are now on “Kailo Shailey” mode with me has swelled to TEN.
I am grateful to Nigeria for having hosted me so wonderfully in the past 5 years.
My eternal wish is that I should be a good ambassador of India when I am in Nigeria and a great ambassador of Nigeria when I am in India.
I am missing Delhi helluva lot now but believe me, I missed Lagos so much (if not as much) when I was in Delhi.

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Seeking Admission To Vasant Valley School

The homeland beckons
I am an NRI living in Lagos for the past 5 years. I am one of the blessed ones who made it good in a foreign land and having achieved my professional and personal goals I am eager to come back to my country.
I give Glory to God for guiding me through my professional career all through. By the special grace of God, I want to share the knowledge gained over the past 22 years with the students by plunging into academic world in the near future.
As per our plans, my family will relocate to Delhi ahead of my own targeted relocation later this year and as is normal with anyone wanting to change his abode, on top of my list of “things-to-do” is to secure admission for my children to a good school.
Flash Back
I have lived in South Delhi for most part of my life. I was born in Safdurjung Hospital, grew up in RK Puram, Moti Bagh and Lodhi Road and have schooled in Sector 8, RK Puram (Kendriya Vidyalaya). 
One day in the early nineties, I happened to go to Vasant Kunj and discovered the Vasant Valley School and marvelled at way the school has been built while leaving the natural landscape unharmed to a great extent. The school is nestled behind a bush, literally. if you are going past the road on the side of which the school is located, you are likely to drive past the school without really noticing it.
I went inside the school and I discovered that the school was quite unique in a number of ways. The school wasn’t “marks” driven and its overall curriculum was evenly balanced between academics and co-curricular activities. 
I discovered that the school had teachers who were drawn from diverse fields who could impart education that was straight out of the real world and the knowledge sharing wasn’t a limited to the world of NCERT books.
I nurtured a secret dream of giving my daughter an education in Vasant Valley whenever I was in a position to afford it and by the special grace of God, I am in that position today. 
The reality strikes
My daughter has completed her Class XI from Indian Language school, Lagos under the CBSE board. She is a good student who is liked by her teachers and friends for her vivaciousness and simplicity. She had secured reasonably good marks in her Class X board, 87% overall with 90% in Maths and Science subjects.
On arriving in India two week ago, the first thing that I did was to send an email to Vasant Valley school. I sent separate emails to the school’s Director and  to the Head of senior School. I also sent email to the “admissions” address to leave no scope for any email failure.
I got all the email addresses from the school’s informative website. Some days went by but no response was received from the school. I sent the emails again after double checking the email addresses. 
I decided to go and check out myself and went to the school with my wife. I was met by a graceful lady whose disposition was very serious and that made me nervous. The lady reminded me of my strict looking Vice Principal  of my school and I was transformed from being a parent seeking admission for her daughter to a child seeking admission himself!
I explained to her that I was seeking admission for my daughter to Class XII in the academic years 2010-2011.
“What Class XII?” ” There is no policy to admit children in Class XII. She should complete her Class XII from where she completed her Class XI.” The lady said. Her tone was matter of fact. She was unsmiling but also not unfriendly. I don’t know how to describe it but I became more nervous. My fault entirely, not hers, I am sure.
“But Madam, we are relocating back to India. My contract is getting over and I need to get back. And Madam, what’s the interconnect between Class XI and Class XII? I think the syllabus for Class XII is not the same as that of Class XI.” I mustered courage and said meekly.
” But as per the policy, we have never given admission to any child to Class XII.” Madam said.
“Is it a government policy Madam or a school policy?” The inquisitive writer in me was slowly getting better of me. I immediately thought of dashing a letter of protest to Mr Kapil Sibal, perhaps the most pro-education Minister  in the world today.
The lady realized that her choice of the word “policy” was wrong.
“Mr Bisht, every school has its own strategy for students of Class XII. We don’t give admission to anyone in Class XII. Why don’t you do a letter and I will check with the school management and let them decide.” Madam said.
“But Madam, I have already sent emails to all the people concerned. Do I need to do a letter also? If you say, I will write a letter right now.” I was seeing a ray of hope.
” When did you send the email?  I will reply it today. No need to write a letter then.” Madam said.
Many days have gone by and I am yet to receive any response from the school.
Is it a crime to return to your homeland when you have to seek admission to the “yet-to-start” academic year for Class XII?
I will wait for Vasant Valley’s email to know!

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