The Small Voice

Arvind Kejriwal must be crazy.  Its apparent even when you listen to him . He comes across as a crystal clear, rationale, albeit too idealistic to be a Politician. Yet he is in Politics. He talks how he will root out the corrupt. How he will clean up the system and punish the guilty of scams. Ironically, many of whom are from the very party which is crucial for the existence of his government in New Delhi.  Yes he must be crazy. He must be  crazy to take on alone, the super-powerful corrupt.He must be crazy to try to reform the system screwed beyond repair by wily political biggies. He must crazy to believe that he, with his motley bunch of followers can kill the invisible Goliath of Corruption. “The corrupt club sticks together.” Always Reality Check.  The Corrupt-club protects their own. Any member, howsoever insignificant, represents a cash stream to which all take a share. Hence all the fraternity comes together to shield him. Also, ...

May the year 2014 bring us the best of everything.  Wish you a year where you have plenty of reasons to smile    and millions of memories to cherish. Me, Wife & kid wish you a Happy New Year !!!

Key takeaways from what trends/results available so far: The 3-1 results (as appear likely now) are primarily against the ruling Congress party and one expects markets to adequately cheer the results on Monday. Frankly, a 4-0 was very optimistic. But a 3-1 also is a good indication (for now) of the UPA losing and NDA securing at least a simple majority in 2014. The emergence of AAP is more a reflection of the common man’s anger with the Congress rather than emergence of a NaMo wave. A wake up call for BJP, in terms of Chattisgarh as they can not take things lightly and need to constantly be on guard against complacency and deviations from development agenda. The winter session may see much efforts by the UPA to bludgeon through controversial bills in a last ditch effort to woo a single “minority” segment and the economically marginalized. This may prove to be a dampener for the markets and may result in a volatile ride in the near term.   Finally, the success of the deb...

Today New Delhi goes to polls, and soon the rest of the states and the country will follow. Irrespective of which party or candidate or agenda you like and decide to vote for, vote you must, for it is your national duty. Each one bring five And as Neeraj ji says, IF you claim to be a responsible citizen, then:  not only must you cast your own vote,  but also make a promise to make at least 5-10 people vote this time, who have not voted last time. Drag them to the polling station, if need be. But make them vote. What happens when you don’t Vote? The corrupt candidate wins :( If you don't cast your vote, don’t think it will go empty. No way.  Bogus votes are cast on absentee voters’ name (in this case, your name) and your vote will go to the wrong candidate helping him defeat honest candidates.  And then you will curse the corruption in the system for the next five years. Please Vote, it is your (and mine) primary national duty.

Sri and her boyfriend Gopal were spending the Saturday with Vini and Neil. The four college mates shared their common passion for movies and great food. Neil was an exchange student in their college from UAE, but fell in love & got married to the effervescent Vini and stayed back in India. During the last four years, he was an integral part of their gang and almost as well versed with India as the other three. After watching "The Dark Knight rises", which Sri thought was just average, they dug into the Chinese food they had ordered. But soon she was up to their limits of her patience, as the guys had been discussing the boring details (nuances for Neil & Gopal) of the movie for most of the dinner. Sensing Sri was getting bored, the ever alert Vini, deftly veered the discussion to another topic: the present difficult times, money and soon the mood got serious.  Sri glanced onto Vini and Neil who seemed so perfectly in tune with each other. They woul...

Its DIwali time, the festival of lights and this blog wishes all the world a very Happy Diwali. You know, even though this is a Hindu festival, I believe everybody from around the world can easily relate to it. The preparations begin weeks before, as the whole house is cleaned and decorated. On Diwali day, just light up your house, both inside and outside with diyas(earthen oil lamps) and lo and behold, you are celeberating the festival of lights. Rest all is mostly optional. BTW, lets spare a thought to the Soldiers at the border, on-duty policemen keeping our towns and cities safe, the truck/taxi/auto drivers, the RAILWAYS STAFF ensuring we reach our destinations, the nurses and doctors manning the hospitals and all those nameless many, who are away from their families just to make our life safer and better.  Here's wishing you a very Happy Diwali from all of us grateful citizens.

Sri was loafing around at the Inorbit Mall on a weekend all alone. Her mom had made her come as she wanted to shop for some exotic veggies. Now, normally Sri would have wiggled away, but her mom was a great cook and when you humor her, the rewards were generally delicious. So now she was killing time before the old lady was done with her stuff and Sri could drive her home.   Sri was bored, and as usual, hungry. That was when she saw Natraj (Nat as they called him) her long lost college pal. She hollered at him and once Nat realized who this chubby girl running towards him was, he grinned and waited for her to join him. Soon, they were talking and caching up like the old days over a glass of chilled cold coffee after Sri’s Gola. After the usual pleasantries, Sri plonked directly to the point. “Where is Vani? Are you guys married yet?” Sri asked mischievously. Nat and Vani were inseparable in college, and Sri, as well as the whole gang was sure there was something ...