India is not Malabar Hills!
India is not Bollywood!
India is not Lakme fashion Show!
India is not TaTa, Birla and Ambani!
Then what is India?
India is Vidarbha!!!
India is Wynad!!!
India is Kalahandi!!!
There were no Kerala MPs present in the parliament when there was a special debate on the special relief packages for the farmers committing suicide in Vidhabha. It also covered the alarming number of farmers committing suicide in the various parts of India including the Wynad district of Kerala.
Two famous Marxists MPs ( supposed to be the champions of weaker sections and working class) who were very busy with a celebration function of CPM. One Congress MP came late exactly after the meeting
I feel ashamed about myself because We, including I elected those people to sit in Paliament.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
A june night and an early morning
What kind of a job it is? He was a very gentile man to me. But this question really shocked me. For a moment I thought I have been cheating them. Next moment I thought he told me like this because he likes me. Whatever it is those words really shocked me. I decided its time to say goodbye.
There was a beer bar in Sion near to Sion circle. In the company where I was working there were only one man left after 11 pm. That was me. Even watchman wanted to sleep at that time. So he genuinely told me “Boss you keep the key of the company.”
I agreed with a smile.
Ulhasnagar was very far away from Sion. It will take near to 1 hour and 45 minutes to reach there. I used to visit the book shope after my shift. My favorite was indian short stories. It will make you "romantic" suddenly. Walking towards Sion station with a JavaScript book in hand and Forsters spirit in head on a hot June night was a thrilling experience.
Sitting in an empty bench at the railway station waiting for the Ambernath local was a boring experience. Vivid memories about my future came into my mind. As those memories were not pleasant I tried hard to clear them from my mind.
One day I got a Kalyan local. It was around 12 am. Kalyan station was almost empty. I reached the station at around 1.30 early morning. I came to know that Ambernath local is scheduled for platform no 5. I walked slowly toward the platform.
Suddenly I saw blood. It was very hot blood. It was flowing towards the track As I raised my eyes to see the source, I saw a man laying. His face was calm and it looked like he was sleeping calmly. But he was divided into two pieces by the local.
I was looking for water. No saliva left in my mouth.
When you reach Ulhasnagar, your will smell chemicals. The river that is flowing near the station is black in color filled with chemicals from a nearbychemical factory. There is no escape from the bad smell for you especially when you reach there by 2 am. The flat I was staying was two kilometers way from the station. There were couple of rickshaws parked near the station. But no trace of drivers. You left with no option but to walk to cover the two kilometers.
Pigs were roaming in the road as if they were enjoying the empty road. They started making wired sound at the sight of a strange intruder. It happed at the first time . After that they became calm as they too expecting me at that time. Dogs were barking. The unbearable chemical smell of the river still in the air. I remember the face.
My hands were wet when I reached the flat and knocked the door. Uncle came with an angry face and told me you must leave the place.
There was a beer bar in Sion near to Sion circle. In the company where I was working there were only one man left after 11 pm. That was me. Even watchman wanted to sleep at that time. So he genuinely told me “Boss you keep the key of the company.”
I agreed with a smile.
Ulhasnagar was very far away from Sion. It will take near to 1 hour and 45 minutes to reach there. I used to visit the book shope after my shift. My favorite was indian short stories. It will make you "romantic" suddenly. Walking towards Sion station with a JavaScript book in hand and Forsters spirit in head on a hot June night was a thrilling experience.
Sitting in an empty bench at the railway station waiting for the Ambernath local was a boring experience. Vivid memories about my future came into my mind. As those memories were not pleasant I tried hard to clear them from my mind.
One day I got a Kalyan local. It was around 12 am. Kalyan station was almost empty. I reached the station at around 1.30 early morning. I came to know that Ambernath local is scheduled for platform no 5. I walked slowly toward the platform.
Suddenly I saw blood. It was very hot blood. It was flowing towards the track As I raised my eyes to see the source, I saw a man laying. His face was calm and it looked like he was sleeping calmly. But he was divided into two pieces by the local.
I was looking for water. No saliva left in my mouth.
When you reach Ulhasnagar, your will smell chemicals. The river that is flowing near the station is black in color filled with chemicals from a nearbychemical factory. There is no escape from the bad smell for you especially when you reach there by 2 am. The flat I was staying was two kilometers way from the station. There were couple of rickshaws parked near the station. But no trace of drivers. You left with no option but to walk to cover the two kilometers.
Pigs were roaming in the road as if they were enjoying the empty road. They started making wired sound at the sight of a strange intruder. It happed at the first time . After that they became calm as they too expecting me at that time. Dogs were barking. The unbearable chemical smell of the river still in the air. I remember the face.
My hands were wet when I reached the flat and knocked the door. Uncle came with an angry face and told me you must leave the place.
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