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From demonetisation to demobilisation

From demonetisation to demobilisation… Love it or hate it – Demonetisation in all its glory has spoken . Along with this masterstroke, I wish though, that Mr Modi had created another one. The one of demobilisation. Now what on earth is meant by that big term… de..mobi.. lisation. Putting it in very simple terms- all it means, dear reader- is that- the way Mr Modi, the Indian PM, has stopped people from using cash and pushed them online- I wish, somehow, that he would stop people from using mobiles too, and cajole them towards the written word. In a very non- destructive way that is. No need to burn piles of mobiles here, just ask people to send messages or mails explaining what they want, instead of calling up at all odd times, especially targeting the times that you are brushing your teeth, or having a bath, or having stuffed your mouth with a particularly crunchy piece of food … And  what are you supposed to do when that happens? Pick it up and mumble your way through the conversation with lots of embarassing background noise… Return the call immediately after, by which time the other fellow might have gone for a bath,or be brushing his teeth, or have his mouth full of a pizza slice.. I mean, how, are you supposed to  know , apart from telepathy? Send an sms stating- busy, please message me. To which there will invariably be no reply. Anyway, wasn’t that obvious- the fact that the phone didn’t get picked up meant that the person was busy , right ? But that wouldn’t...

Blame it on GST !!!

Blame it on GST!!! Over the last many weeks since the much awaited GST regime unfolded and rolled into full gear the amblingindian has been watching with baited breath… Sadly though, after much brouhaha and fanfare of course, bringing extra work to the under-worked civil servants and other civilians it seemed to roll out very quietly, almost like the Y2K prep where people had stockpiled months of food and essential supplies only to find it was a whimper. Nothing really went wrong. And so it happened with the GST, too. Almost nothing went wrong. Pretty smooth it seemed. No newspaper headlines shouting about the darned thing.Even the govt propaganda machinery was quiet this time. LPG seemed to continue ruling the roost as far as billboards went. The billboards almost screamed at you – “N million women got self respect thanks to LPG subsidy give up”. What about the others who lost it b’coz of rapes acid attacks and more? Well, we shall not talk about it now for fear of digressing… Another day for sure. So what about the darned GST then. It seemed to be somewhat amusing; or irritating could be the better word he thinks. The neighbourhood store for want of a better understanding- started billing us for MRP plus GST. No amount of reasoning would prevail for he was too terrified to go under. Until the consumers decided to give him the boycott treatment for a week. And the fear of really going under made him sit up and come back to ground; or GST reality. Thankfully he bills us now at MRP only. And some...
From demonetization to demobilisation…

From demonetization to demobilisation…

From demonetisation* to demobilisation… *Demonetisation- announcement by the Indian PM Mr Modi on the 8th of Nov 2016 – withdrawing all existing currencies from circulation and replacing them with new – to- be – printed notes . Caused a major upheaval in the country, as existing money could not be used. The move was meant to stop people hoarding cash gained through unlawful means as that was hampering the economy to a large extent. —————————————————————————————————————- Love it or hate it – Demonetisation in all its glory has spoken . Along with this masterstroke, I wish though, that Mr Modi had created another one. The one of demobilisation. Now what on earth is meant by that big term… de..mobi.. lisation. Putting it in very simple terms- all it means, dear reader- is that- the way Mr Modi, the Indian PM, has stopped people from using cash and pushed them online- I wish, somehow, that he would stop people from using mobiles too, and cajole them towards the written word. In a very non- destructive way that is. No need to burn piles of mobiles here, just ask people to send messages or mails explaining what they want, instead of calling up at all odd times, especially targeting the times that you are brushing your teeth, or having a bath, or having stuffed your mouth with a particularly crunchy piece of food … And  what are you supposed to do when that happens? a.  Pick it up and mumble your way through the conversation with lots of embarassing background noise… b.  Return the call immediately after, by which time the other fellow might...
Support KikuSharda- or beans?

Support KikuSharda- or beans?

Kiku Sharda Arrested for mimicking God on TV!!! What next? Everything you read or write about nowadays could suddenly become the subject of endless controversies, with authors being evicted from literary fests and the targets of unwanted FIRs, so it seemed best to stay clear of all this, at least for a while, and write about something totally non-controversial, like bell peppers, commonly known as capsicums. And why not? Fruits and veggies have enough qualities and virtues to elaborate on and extol, like their delectable tastes & riotous colours. Even then, I find their humility and stoicism to be the most noteworthy. Though the humble beans may have been the subject of gazillions of offensive remarks about their offensive, odorous capabilities (by ungrateful creatures who fry them anyway, day after day), have we ever seen a bean take offense to this? The humble fruits and vegetables seem to be the only subjects who don’t have activists or loud supporters and won’t take matters in the wrong spirit and hence are the only things one can talk about, to be pretty safe. We humans, who will one day end up just like the beans, bell peppers, and others, have a lot to learn from these creatures, so bereft of ego, so ready to serve, and therefore, here goes a humble salute. Salute to bell peppers: Read more in the hilarious book Ambling Indian by Aina Rao http://amzn.to/1kAqPcA...
Top IITian- Sundar Pichai!

Top IITian- Sundar Pichai!

Does it matter if you make it to IIT* or not? With millions of students writing the toughest JEE* entrance  exams recently and having got in or stayed out; and the latest Corporate announcement- IITian Sundar Pichai appointed the CEO of Google;  a moot question. Perhaps, it doesn’t. Many – Bill Gates, Satya Nadella, Steve Jobs and many more super-duper successful geniuses did not go to IIT. But, if you did go to IIT, you would realise, there’s something about it. Somethings really special, that are so worth iit too (Pun intended!)… Five of the best things about IIT: 1)You make friends for life: Some of the best moments that you shared and the friends you made, will stay with you for ever. The hostel moments of fun, the class anecdotes, the sheer joy of being so closely knit a community stays with you for ever. And these friends also are the ones you continue with, in your journey, wherever you go in life. 2)You have memories that will make a dinosaur laugh: The crafty ways of bunking classes, late night vigils studying for exams (and still failing them), the bald professors–the ones who could get tricked so easily– the list goes on and on. You just have to meet your batchmates and they all come back to life. Some of them are so good, they even make it into top-of-the-chart- books (Three idiots for sure**!). 3)You become really, really tough: The four years of boot-camp like existence, with tough surprise quizzes, pressure from top-notch peers and others, makes you rather fit– to cope with the toughest stresses in...
Hats off, O’ “Queen”

Hats off, O’ “Queen”

Last weekend I finally got to see the ” Queen”. By Queen, i mean, the popular, much touted recent Bollywood movie by Kangna Ranaut. And why so late, one may ask? Well, it so happened that i was almost visiting the Queen***(her Kingdom in fact) when the Queen was released across  movie theatres in India, to packed audiences. And having missed it then, i was craving to see it, having heard so much by way of rave reviews. And what a delight! The movie does live upto its name and reputation. A different kind of a “Queen ” this time, on the screens. A young girl, a queen of her home, a to- be queen in her “sasural”( husband’s home), badly jilted by her fiance at the last minute. And a transformation, rightly so, thanks to her getting to travel around the world all alone, sans the sour- faced husband to be. The scenes and the story were really to be revelled in. But amazingly, it brought to light a new truth that is emerging in the India of today. As she waits, on the cusp of tradition and modernity, struggling to find her place, she also realises that not all old is good and not all new is bad. The notion, well preserved and pompously proclaimed by many a wisemen, and older generations for centuries; ” Old is gold”, ” traditions are best”, ” modernity is the bane of society”, ” westernisation is the downfall of indian society”, all quickly turned to hogwash by a rather clever, but realistic story. The protagonist, Rani* , the  ” queen” asks...