Thursday, January 17, 2008

Journalism was what i always wanted to do.. infact took admission in a Journalism Institute here in delhi, after Schooling. But it turned out to be a dud because they taught everything but journalism. Now that i am in my final semester and about to go for a PG course.. i am again getting jittery seeing so many courses .. my interest in so many of those, and stringent selection procedure. And more than anything, i wish someone could guide me.. about the good, better and best choices that i can make. Going abroad for further studies is another option i am contemplating.. but frankly, it is such a big dream that it needs time to sink in. More so, because it costs a lot and i still am not sure what exactly to do.. there are so many courses.. gosh..and day by day the deadlines are approaching. No one from my family or friends have any idea about studies abroad.. so well, no help from that sphere either.
And when i tell people about this.. some either look at me as if i am demeaning Indian Universities and others can't offer any help.
What do i do?

Sad, but don't know why

This post does not have anything for anyone. Just thought of rounding up stray thoughts and put them in place..
1. Lookout for Universities abroad.. International Politics, Creative Writing, Political Science, Journalism.
2. Get some work experience here
3. Get real.
4. Prepare for entrances.
5. etcetra

Monday, January 7, 2008

Gujarat Riots: an old post

I was moved by what I saw. So many faces, so many stories, so much agony , pain, insult, anger, revenge, senseless barbarism.. no reason no rhyme. Pure hysteria grips people in the name of religion.. Sitting afar we cannot even imagine what is it being a liberal while being a victim. Pain makes one forget one’s beliefs, revenge overpowers all other feelings…the revenge is taken.. not again the actual perpetrator but against similar victims of similar crimes with similar stories as their own. I watched a movie about Gujarat Riots, it is called the Final Solution.

One has no control over one’s birth I was born a hindu, I could as well be a muslim. Being a hindu has not changed my identity, my thinking, my stand in society.. being a muslim wouldn't have done that either. I would sure have hated all these torch bearers of the safforon brigade.. who are so wrong yet so strong had I been a muslim, but I do so even now. The chilling concoction of religion and politics has worked well for them. Inciting violence, garnering support by abusing Pakistan, an easy target, has been easy as well as effective. Modi and his ilk are trying to make sure, Hindus and Muslims never live in harmony. Either they are so clever, that all this is being masterminded by their foolish brains, or they are so insecure that they have to safeguard their religion as if it were an entity, not a sentiment.

It is hard to imagine the plight of a person, whose family has been wiped off the face of this earth because of someone else’s beliefs. These women, children had no political role to play. They would have never understood the meaning of politics, they would have had nothing to do with anyone, except a wish to live peacefully with their families.. the families which were taken away from them, burnt alive in front of their own eyes, their daughters being raped, their sons being lynched.

They saw it all. And I salute them..because they are still waiting for justice. They still believe there will be justice. These are true Indians, not those with a saffron bandana on the forehead, shouting insane slogans, trying to built a Hindu nation. These Muslims had a choice to either stay in India or go back to Pakistan. They stayed back.. showing allegiance to India. And what did we do? Flaking Pakistan has become fashionable.