Smear on Democracy

One of the mistakes of my life has been participating in anti reservation protests. Not that there was any violence involved in it, but by the fundamental truth that in a running and functioning democracy (however imperfect) even the very peaceful protest against government is nothing but a blackmail leave alone the hunger strike. The only correct way to raise your voice is through PIL or any other court of law. Yes one could demonstrate his support for such PIL with candle marches etc. but straightforwardly protesting or having hunger strikes against any bill is nothing but blackmail.

The Gandhian way of protest is a tight rope to say the least. And in India it has been abused over and again equally for wrong purposes as much is for right purposes. It is in this context that I see the latest chaos around Anna Hazaare’s hunger strike.

Two fundamental questions need greater introspection than currently are being given:

  1. Could Jan Lokpal Bill really help eradicate corruption or it would lead to more concentration of power and thus more corruption?
  2. Is Hazare’s way, the right way to protest and making his voice heard or it’s blackmailing in context of a functioning democracy like India?

The answer to both questions has been discussed pretty immaculately by Bhanu Pratap Mehta in his article - Of the few, by the few


Power, divided in a democracy, can often be alibi for evading responsibility. But it is also a guarantee that the system is not at the mercy of a few good men. Having concentrated immense power, it then displays extraordinary faith in the virtue of those who will wield this power. Why do we think this institution will be incorruptible?


There is something deeply coercive about fasting unto death. When it is tied to an unparalleled moral eminence, as it is in the case of Anna Hazare, it amounts to blackmail.


On top of that, what perturbed me most was the response of government. I am not very appreciative of Indian government and Indian people as such, but one thing I have been proud my whole life and have been cherishing is the “democracy of India” (they call it pseudo-democracy, but I believe that’s the true nature of democracy and American way of democracy is pseudo in nature). The Indian democracy is the only ray of hope in the gross darkness of plethora of issues and problems.

“This is a victory for democracy”, said Anna Hazare. Quite oppositely, both, the hunger strike of Hazare and government’s response, in my view, have been a blatant ridiculing of the Indian democracy. I don’t think I need to remind that our government is a representative of 1 billion people if nothing else. It’s world’s largest democracy and having been invulnerable to number of recessions, neighbour countries’ rivalry and the resilience (like coming out of BoP crisis) it shows time and again, only shows the robustness of our democracy. I can’t help but compare this latest gross derision of government’s succumbing to Hazare’s demands to Indo-Pak division on Jinnah’s demands. Though people are putting Hazare in parallel to M. Gandhi but to me his hunger strike is more in parallel to Jinnah’s Direct Action. An important thing to note is that intention behind both has been noble: for one to give equal representation to Muslims while for other it has been eradication of corruption. Except that it’s anti-corruption bill, I doubt if half of people supporting Hazare even knew what Jan Lokpal Bill contains specifically.

In the quest of ‘Founding Pakistan’ and ‘Implementing Jan Lokpal Bill’ (note that I said implementing a bill and not eradicating corruption) the only difference has been violence. Rest all – blackmailing government, blind faith of people in leaders, government’s subsequent response, and inclusion of individuals in governance; has been same. But most of us still would like to believe that Hazare’s victory is democracy’s victory but Jinnah’s victory is the biggest smear on this institution called democracy. The irony lies in ‘our’ thinking.

There are people like me who would say, it’s all system’s fault; our system itself is all screwed up. No, it’s not. It’s not system’s fault, it’s our fault. Fundamentally it’s “we” and “our mentality” that are screwed up. Just take some time to think about how many times have we seen elections and out of those how many times have we voted; take time to think about why the percentage of voters (especially youth and middle class) keeps on coming down with every election.

I know sitting idle and doing armchair discussions and ranting around will not solve the problem. But I still believe one should be pretty clear about the direction a step would lead to, before taking that step.

कारवाँ

दूर उफ़क से उठी एक हल्की सी लो,
सुरख रेत पर फिर रह-गुज़र ढूँडने निकला एक कारवाँ है!


शायद कोई निशाँ बाकी रह जाएगा इस रेत पे,

बस इसी उमीद से आज हुए हम रवाँ है!!

होठों का तिल

तेरी यादों की खीज़ान आज फिर जैसे जवां हुई सी है!
दश्त में भी जैसे एक शाख-ए-गुल फिर आबाद हुई सी है!!!


तेरे होठों के तिल ने आज फिर कोई तो हरकत की सी है!
जो मेरे होठों पे फिर एक ग़ज़ल ने दस्तक दी सी है!!!

अनंत परीक्षा

आज़ादी जो मिली तुझे, आज मांगती बलिदान है!
गुलामी की ज़ंज़ीर थी, आज इंद्रधनुष समान है!!

कर्म जो ना कर रहा, क्या ईशर की संतान है!
ज़िंदगी जो है तेरी, अजीब दास्तान है!!

लिख रहा है वो जो ये विधि का विधान है!
पर आज तू भी हो खड़ा, जो बाहू बल पे मान है!!

वज़ह

बाज़ारो में हमारे भी अब चर्चे होने लगे हैं!!!
इश्क में हम भी नापाक जो होने लगे हैं!

कि आज हम भी खवाबों के साथ रूबरू होने लगे हैं!
बड़ी मुद्दत की नींद के बाद जागने जो लगे हैं!!!

चोराहा

पिछली बार जब आया था यहाँ,

तो जाने वाली इक राह पकड़ी थी!

आने वाली इक राह से चल कर,


आज फिर उसी चोराहे पे खड़ा हूँ!!

My Last Day/Goodbye Email

After a stint of three years in software industry, the time finally came to say goodbye to my company. I am putting here my last day mail (I have edited all names(tags in bold) as to take care of confidentiality):

May 31, 2010

Today’s my last day in the company. It’s been a roller coaster time of three years of ups and downs; and the thing with roller coasters is that ‘downs’ are more thrilling than ‘ups’.


More than the fact that this was my first job what matters is that this would be the only job where I worked as Software Engineer. It is as unfortunate as it is fortunate for me to say that it’s time to move on.


Three years, so many people, so many lives, so many moments, so many meetings, so many cafeteria meetings, so many workflows, so many VOBs, so many lines of codes AND just a single mail to sum it up, to confine it into few words!!! To understand just one life, you have to swallow the world. Apologies for a long mail, for the first time I take freedom of not being brief.



Working with 'first of managers' was a memorable experience. The most important aspect of that time would be that I never felt working for someone else but for myself. I am thankful to them for giving me that kind of environment and the opportunities. I hope I could do justice to the faith put in me by them.

I could take my work to next level with the opportunity provided to me by 'second team'; I am thankful to them for that. It was pleasure to work in 'second team' and to be a part of great things in making.

As much as I would want to deny this, I know I have been a difficult person to manage. And I am really thankful to ‘the person' for almost always being tolerant and lenient towards me.

Needless to mention (because it is very obvious) yet so important is that I will dearly miss 'P's' pongal. He has been there with me for almost entire period as a constant companion at work and at fun outside work. I am going to miss all those fun filled times with him.

For 'V team-members', I just want to say thanks to them ‘for being them’. They have been great team-mates. I was fortunate to work with such people who were my friends more than my colleagues.

The experience with rest of the 'V team' has been great. I appreciate all the support and help they have provided me with and want to thank them for it.

There are 'people' who joined with me as freshers. I will miss all the fun we had in Diamond District, during training and in company.

I take this opportunity to thank (which I never did in past) people from 'RG team' for their blessed company during my travels. The business-travels seemed more like summer-vacations with them; I will miss their company and those vacations.

I really enjoyed the company of many newbie. Working with some younger ones made me realize that I am not the youngest person anymore, which I used to be in any group. Sharing my knowledge and gaining knowledge from them is something which has been delightful escape from my own assigned work.
I have a word of advice also for them: Never ever play safe and never seek blind advices. Always try to do experiments and mistakes. A messed-up-deliverable done on your own is far better than quality-deliverable done by spoon-feeding.

I am thankful to 'test team people' in whom I have found friends and who have been critical in my technical improvement. Their bugs have been inspiration (in form of haunting ghosts) for improvement.

I am thankful to all those whose name I missed. There are lot of other people who helped me through this time and have laughed and joked with me.


I want to apologise if I hurt anyone while discharging my duties. I never intended to hurt anyone personally and I am leaving here with no hard feelings for anyone. I hope you could forgive me if there is anything I did wrong.


In the end I would say that I have had a collection of more complains and few compliments all these years. It won’t be wrong to say that often I myself end up making it hard for anyone to appreciate me. But I will always remember a compliment (I consider it a compliment) given to me by one of colleagues that goes sort of like this, “You are one of few rebels in our team, you should not leave here”.
It said so much in so less…But it’s a ladder called life and it’s not always about stepping up, some times you got to step down.


Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.





Warmest Regards,
Sukesh
(No longer a Software Engineer)

बारिश में आँसू

हर शै निस्सार होती है आदमी के कदमो पे,
आदमी बस गुरूर को नहीं जीत पाता!
सावन की बूँदें आंसुओ को छुपा लेती हैं,
वरना वो फखर का मारा रो भी नहीं पाता!!

ठोकर

मदहोश रह के ही सही, ज़िंदगी को बहुत करीब से देखा है!
खुदा को तो नहीं देखा पर सिकंदर को मुक्कदर से हारते देखा है!!
के नसीब से लड़ने वालो को ठोकरों से दोस्ती करते देखा है!!!

IPL's shame

P Sainath has raised an important issue about subsidies being showered to billionaires in the veil of promoting business and cricket. While IPL is already under scrutiny for its dilution of cricket as sports and political nexus that hounds the big money involved in IPL. But there is bigger issue of public money being at stake in IPL's promotion that has been raised in article.
Subsidy is given to businesses in purview of the risk they are taking for improving opportunity in employment in the given region. In context of IPL’s match hosting the subsidies are contradictory to any sane logic.
The foremost reason of subsidy would be the promotion of cricket as sports in India. IPL is seen as launch pad of talent and emerging players. But in India it is other sports which have danger from the already gained position of cricket.
When tax subsidies are given, generally they are because of the impact of corresponding business on employment. As most of game is revolved around already set-up business of entertainment in form of media and TV and not product or service is being manufactured which could provide employment to common man, this factor nulls itself.
With a big schedule that spans more than a month the individual matches cater to entertainment to particular city apart from media. The argument that it could promote tourism and exposure of the city globally has little validity.

While holding of international events like Commonwealth games can be key factor in bringing good money to a city and improving infrastructure and exposure of the city, the same is far irrelevant to domestic IPL games besides the fact that international players are roped in for IPL teams.
The recent row has brought the lack of transparency in Indian Cricket and BCCI's dealings to the fore. Lest the great showcase event of IPL becomes a national shame, it's time that cricket's financial dealings are made transparent and regulatory authorities be made independent from politics and businesses.