tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51665209756112071562024-02-08T19:03:23.004+05:30Giriraj Pai VernekarMy punch bag.. Whenever I will want to say something, you will find me here.. The place where only I rule.. No tax, no elections.. Only me and my thoughts.. Welcome to my world..Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-37546428676773412652012-09-23T11:17:00.001+05:302012-09-23T11:17:21.415+05:30Panaji - As I See It..!!<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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I consider myself lucky that I got to spend a lot of years
while I was growing up in arguably the best city on this planet – Panaji. Yes,
for numerous years, Panaji has been my home. And I already feel as if I have
lived here all along. Though I don’t wish to discount the uniqueness of other
cities, Panaji is truly special. Without getting political, I am sure,
Panajimites agree that they have been fortunate enough to get a strong leadership
that has ensured it’s all round development.<br />
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In terms of natural beauty, Panaji has some of the finest landscapes. A drive
from Panaji Bus Stand to NIO Circle at Dona Paula is good enough to gauge the
natural beauty of this city. A free flowing Mandovi, amazing stretch near Kala
Academy covered with trees, the play ground with panoramic view and of course,
the Miramar beach. A few meters from the roundabout at NIO circle, the area
outside Raj Bhavan offers the perfect setting to spend some time talking
to your friends and loved ones. The food stalls at Miramar beach are equipped
to give you the best options any beach front will offer – the shev puri, paani
puri, noodles, chicken shawarmas and a lot more. Delicious food makes Miramar a
must visit, not only for the tourist, but also the localites.<br />
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Barring this, Panaji houses some of the finest coffee shops and restaurants.
Whether you are a vegetarian or a non-vegetarian, food is never an issue in
this lovely city. Considering four 5-star hotels in and around the city, it has
the necessary facilities to emerge as a top destination. And not to forget, it
isn’t a city only for the riches. Right from a Wada pav and rass- omelets to
finest international cousines, Panaji has it all.<br />
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As far as the recreational activities are concerned, joggers park, childrens
park, sports facilities especially at the SAG, some of the finest gymnasiums
and so on ensure that Panaji doesn’t loose out. Most of the parks not only give
you facilities to walk or run around, but also provide breathtaking view of the
river Mandovi. You hardly find a city which is self sufficient and yet, has the
most breathtaking locations. A trip to Dona Puala or a few points at Altinho
will be a refreshing experience. And if you are a movie buff, an international
standard multiplex will not let you down. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There are many who still love the charm of
single screen theatres and they wont feel let down either. <br />
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I can’t call myself a globe trotter, but yes, have travelled quite a bit to a
lot of Asian countries. May it be Singapore or Kuala Lumpur, Panaji has a charm
of it’s own. It may not have those monster like flyovers or flywheels or huge
shopping malls, Panaji has a class of it’s own. You may have noticed that I
have missed the most important part about Panaji . Yes, I am talking about the
soul of the city -it’s people. Their<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>friendly nature creates a bond with people in and outside the city. The
liveliness of the city is a true reflection of it’s people. Moreover, the
people here are content and take a sense of pride in being a Panjekar.</div>
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( The article was published in The Times of India - Goa Edition.. Link: <span style="color: black;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=479350448756852&set=a.478641828827714.113170.478611292164101&type=1&theater">https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=479350448756852&set=a.478641828827714.113170.478611292164101&type=1&theater <span style="color: black;">)</span></a></span></div>
Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-23653062269560559132011-08-19T21:17:00.000+05:302011-08-19T21:18:58.307+05:30Goa Needs Us - More Than Ever Before..<p>Imagine a scenario. A close relative, may be, somebody in the family, has been diagnosed of Cancer and doctor says it is all over and its a matter of time before he/she leaves for d heavenly abode. "Let him die, I did my best" is what we will never say. Our question will rather be "Doctor, can we save d patient in some way? May be some chemotherapy, some transplant, etc. There must be some way out." And often, we end up trying till the person breathes his last. We cannot fight d inevitable, but at the end of it, we at least have d satisfaction of doing whatever 'Best' we could. But I wonder, will we show the same urgency / care / concern for our motherland as well? Or are we going to leave her at d mercy of some fools, who are not bothered about anything but looting it?</p><p> </p><p>My mind drags me to those favorite lines that have always inspired me:</p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center;">"I die in the battle zone,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Box me up and send me home,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Take my medals, pin them on my chest,</p><p style="text-align: center;">And tell my mother, I tried by best."</p><p> </p><p>I have no intentions to be a martyr. I neither have the guts to give up my life for a cause nor do I harbour any ambitions of becoming a well known personality someday. I am just a normal guy next door. Want to do all those little things, people may not expect me to do, but which I feel, I should be doing as a duty to my motherland. Cynicism will not help us in any way. It will only worsen the state of affairs we are currently in.</p><p> </p><p>In 2009, I travelled Goan cities requesting people to vote for a change. The only change they brought was to give a stronger mandate to one of the most corrupt and arrogant Government India has ever seen. In 2011, for Panaji corporation elections, I was part of a movement, that only asked people to vote for Good over Evil and yet, the monster returned, though, just by a whisker. But can that mean an end to my activism? Is that all I have to offer my motherland?</p><p> </p><p>I request each Goan to think. Goa is suffering from Cancer, thanks to the crooks who are ruling us. Illegal mining, drugs, land sharks and so on are slowly eating a piece of our beautiful state. In all probability, the current dispensation may ride back to power using the Money they have made. But is that a reason for me to sit back and watch Goa getting looted? If we don't throw these Cancer cells out, Goa will die its own death. We will neither have a beautiful state to boast of nor will we have the law and order situation, which makes Goa any safer when compared to crime inflicted cities.</p><p> </p><p>What is the way out? Just one. Let us unite. Let us unite to bring about a change. Forget political parties, let us at least resolve to Vote. And irrespective of the results, continue to fight. Because, Goa needs us. 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A pleasant one. It was raining heavily <span style=""> </span>and I had just returned from a nice drive. Going through the news feeds on Facebook, I was in for a pleasant surprise – serial bomb blasts in Mumbai. I shut the Facebook application on my Blackberry and called up friends in Mumbai. Once assured of their safety, I thought of having a mini celebration. And why shouldn’t I? None of my loved ones was hurt after all. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB">You may wonder why I wanted to celebrate. The fact is only the order of events is right, but not the emotions. I went through the updates, and realised that terror had struck Mumbai, yet again. Maybe, terror is here to stay, in this city that never sleeps. But then, with so much of fear, who would want to sleep anyway. If God were selfish, he would be happy though. With each passing second, an individual in Mumbai thanks Him for keeping him/her alive. For whatever reasons, God is being remembered more frequently now. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB">Discussing the Mumbai blasts, a few friends asked – Why are we being bombed? My immediate response was- Give me one good reason why we should not be bombed. Not that this is the first time we have seen what terror is. Mumbai, in fact, will have the distinction of facing terror attacks on most occasions. And how have we, as Indians, reacted to all this? We’ve cheered for the FIGHTING SPIRIT of Mumbaikars and moved on. Oh sorry, how forgetful of me… I forgot to mention all the candles we lit and the sympathies we expressed. For the families of the deceased and affected, it was a herculean challenge to cope with the loss. What would they do without those prayers? And if socialites didn’t <span style=""> </span>exist, they would never know how much India cares for them and how it is joining them in their moment of sadness.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB">Coming to the terrorists, I think they have a reason to like India. They may be at home in Pakistan, but are treated no less than state guests in India. Though they come on a suicide mission, I wouldn’t be surprised if they wish to be caught alive. India is a country where peaceful protestors (read ‘Indian citizens’) are mercilessly beaten, without any provocation, in the middle of the night with not even a remote thought to human rights. But the likes of Kasab, Afzal Guru, etc. live a well-protected life. Crores of rupees are spent on their security, they are served food of their choice with the assurance that the Government of India wants them alive and in good health to elicit ‘vital’ clues from them. Once life and fair treatment is assured, I see no reason why terrorists should open their mouth. All this in a country where millions live below the poverty line, starve for food and have nobody but themselves to protect them and their families.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB">My blood boils. Everytime I hear the question ‘Why us?’, I ask - <span style=""> </span>why not us? When was the last time we saw a movement where Indians fought as one? Even during the freedom struggle, Indians were divided between those who took up weapons and those who chose non-violence as their toll. Despite all this, a burning desire to see a free India and fierce Nationalism helped the country get freedom. However, after that, no single movement has united people. Centre right, Left, Right, Left of Centre and many other ideologies were born and India stands divided even today.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB">I don’t support the call to citizens to take up to arms. Else, we will have to support the Naxal movement as well. Terror has no religion, and thus, we should neither give it a religious colour nor a political one. Whether the terrorist is a Hindu, Muslim or Catholic, there should be no leniency. In a country, where an innocent PM supported a crackdown on peaceful Indian citizens, is it worth living at the mercy of such politicians? Alert citizens can be lethal for anti-nationals and a pressure group for those who rule us. The time has come to unite and join a movement. The time is long gone where symbolic gestures like a protest march or lighting candles to express solidarity were enough. In today’s date, it helps to be anti-national than a Nationalist. If this continues, we are surely heading towards becoming a country, whose existence will be in danger. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB">After every bomb blast we have felt agitated, irritated and frustrated. But none of us has noticed that we are back to our routine in no time. Those who suffer in the blasts are left to fend for themselves. The terrorists caught alive are taken care of. We often speak about doing something for the country. Contrary to the belief that only politicians and people in defence services can do that, we must take it upon ourselves to improve this country. Each one of us must be that robust soldier, fighting relentlessly day and night, till we take our country to the pinnacle. We can, we must. Arise Indian! </span></p> Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-53181185662058992612011-01-12T12:31:00.001+05:302018-11-19T09:57:28.357+05:30Caught on the Right foot..!!<br />
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<span style="font-family: "lucida grande", verdana, arial, sans-serif;">We have often heard about being caught on the wrong foot, caught on the back foot, and so on. But due to my association with the so called ‘Right Wing Organisations’, I have always been caught on the right foot! My comments on any issue of national importance are seen from the prism of a Right Wing Thinker. A Congressmen is considered an independent thinker, is secular and is a responsible citizen of this country. But a Swayamsevak or BJP Karyakarta is considered to be communal, biased and unaware of‘Youth Psychology’. I have no particular provocation to write this piece. However, from whatever I have seen during my over a decade long association with the RSS, I could not resist but write this.</span></div>
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Recently, the Allahabad High Court Verdict took the country by storm. All the pseudo seculars were hoping that a pro-mosque verdict will be given. And thus, they kept telling people like us that the verdict will have to be accepted and that peace be maintained. Respect for the Judiciary was at its peak. Some people did ask for a hospital or peace centre at the disputed site, but I am sure, they neither have any basis nor any idea about what the issue stands for. However, when the verdict was pronounced, the seculars were left with no words. Suddenly, the judiciary was slammed for allowing faith to influence the ruling. As if that was not enough, court ruled that ‘The disputed building was constructed by Babar, the year is not certain but it was built against the tenets of Islam. Thus, it cannot have the character of a mosque.’ Though the 1992 demolition has no links with the verdict, seculars were left red faced since the demolition of a redundant structure does not amount to such a big crime as bringing down a religious structure.</div>
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In all, the judgment might have been seen as an attempt to arrive at a Win-Win solution. And it has done just that. But the secularists have lost. Their argument was based on everything that the court has turned down. The stand of the Sangh Parivar stood vindicated and that was the most painful part of the verdict for Sangh bashers. Some people in the media did try to link the demolition with the verdict, but there were hardly any takers. All this while our arguments were treated as emotional and political rather than with any backing of facts. However, at this point of time, we have the logic and facts on our side.</div>
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Jai Hind! Jai Shri Ram!</div>
</span>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-4918164769438958872009-10-16T13:39:00.003+05:302009-10-16T13:51:03.078+05:30DIWALI – The global festival of lights…..<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCiWXY7R0sE/StgsoaD0aCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/TIDbQ2EnA7M/s1600-h/Diwali.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCiWXY7R0sE/StgsoaD0aCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/TIDbQ2EnA7M/s320/Diwali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393109626477897762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I have never been so happy on a Thursday. A lot of you may think it’s because of Diwali; but my reason was different. After the end of the day, I had a four days long holiday on account of Diwali and Bhaubij.<br /><br />However, when I left office on Thursday, I wasn’t even thinking about the festival. I was flying high thinking about the looooooooong weekend that had started. But, just as when I parked my bike at home, I looked around. The car showrooms, the service centers, the hospital and all other building had lights all over. Suddenly, a deep sense of excitement prevailed within me. I realized how amazing the festival of lights can be.<br /><br />Diwali has a special and yet, different meaning to various people. The reason why it is celebrated differs from place to place. Towards the North, Diwali is celebrated as the return of Rama, King of Ayodhya, with his wife Sita and brother Lakshmana to Ayodhya after a 14 year exile, and a war in which he killed Ravana. In Goa and other areas, it commemorates Narkasur’s killing by Lord Krishna.<br /><br />During my Singapore and Malaysia visit last month, I had seen quite a few areas being decorated on account of Diwali. It is a national festival in these countries and not restricted to the Indian community alone. In Malaysia, Diwali is known as "Hari Deepavali," and is celebrated during the seventh month of the Hindu solar calendar. It is a federal public holiday throughout Malaysia. In Singapore, the festival is called "Deepavali", and is a gazetted public holiday. Thus, Diwali in true sense is a Global Festival.<br /><br />The reasons may be many. But the purpose is more or all the sense. It celebrates the victory of good/god over the evil. I hope, this Diwali bring a lot of happiness and prosperity to India and Indians.<br /><br />Today, India faces threats from both Internal as well as External agencies. The growth of Naxals is a worrying factor. Someday or the other, the fight will have to begin. Such anti-India movements will have to meet the same fate as Ravana and Narkasur. And only then, the country can be lit again. To celebrate, yet another victory.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Happy Diwali..</span></span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /></div>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-61701321936327738982009-08-05T00:43:00.004+05:302009-08-05T00:52:03.983+05:30My Country - Is it moving the right way?No matter how many times I watch the movie "Rang De Basanti", I want to watch it one more time. The Law of Diminishing Marginal Utility refuses to apply to my penchant for good dialogues coupled with great songs especially when they are so well written.<br /><br />You may think I am writing a Review on the movie and might end up giving it 4 or 5 stars. But my purpose is different. I don’t wish to talk about the movie or its story. However, its imperative to note, that the movie has a lot to offer; especially, to our younger generation. The movie might have been brushed aside by a lot of us by calling it unrealistic or whatever. But if we failed to get the message, then I feel, India should consider itself unfortunate.<br /><br />“No country is perfect. We need to make it perfect”. I believe, this is the essence each one of us should draw from the movie. We can join the armed forces, or enter politics, etc. to govern this country in the right way. Sitting back and criticizing will neither solve the problems nor do us any good. Its high time, we become proactive and take initiatives which will push the country to the next level<br /><br />Our freedom fighters laid their life only to give us “Free India”. People like Bhagat Singh knew they would die. But they fought; for a cause. I don’t expect each one of us to sacrifice our life for the country. And that’s not necessary as well. We can actually do a lot of good for the country only through our actions.<br /><br />We have various burning issues which could be taken up by us converting them into mass movements. Some of them are:<br /><br />1. Early resolution to the Kashmir issue can be pushed through. Defense remains to be the biggest revenue getter for our politicians. And having tension serves their purpose very well.<br />2. Anti-Reservation movement has to get a bigger share in the media and in people’s mind.<br />3. Eradication of poverty should be initiated by giving education to the poor and rural people. Unless people are made aware about their rights, they will refuse to stand up and be counted.<br />4. Improvement in the situation of women in the rural areas. Crime rate against women are increasing with each day. Our politicians in response only hand over the matters to CBI or CID. What happens after that remains a well kept secret.<br />5. We keep cribbing about corrupt politicians. How can we keep a check until they are made accountable due to strong pressure groups? And why not infuse fresh blood? Nobody likes to be called a politician. But if we want the change to happen, this perception will need to be changed. More and more talented people will have to come forward and run this country.<br /><br />I can go on. But this has to stop here. It’s a blog after all. But before I sign off, my request to all my friends – Do think over this. Let us do something for our country, in whatever way possible. Let us join politics, IAS, IPS, Armed Forces, etc. A better future awaits us. Let us leave a much better India for the generations to follow.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Jai Hind !!</span></b></div>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-73113353916007540782009-06-09T00:36:00.001+05:302009-06-09T00:36:53.096+05:30Crazy - 4 on a Crazy Sunday.....<p class="MsoNormal">It was <st1:time minute="30" hour="12">12:30 P.M.</st1:time> on a Sunday. I was still changing sides on the bed when I decided to switch my cell on. Now, when I look back, I thank god for having done that. Within 10 seconds, I had about 20 missed call alerts. Before I could figure out who had called, there was a call. Raj had not given up despite my phone being switched off.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>I was told that plans are being made to go “somewhere” and that they were scheduled to leave at <st1:time minute="30" hour="13">1:30 p.m.</st1:time> The place was neither known to Raj, Prasad or Aditya. Now, when the planners were clueless, there is no way I might have known. Also, I was too sleepy to even suggest. But from the fact that <st1:place><st1:placename>Mardol</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>Temple</st1:placetype></st1:place> was one of the stops, I was sure we would end up at Mollem Retreat or Bondla Zoo.</o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I promised to be ready by 2. However, by the time Adi could gather all the punters, it was <st1:time minute="30" hour="14">2:30</st1:time> and we started from my house at around 3. When we halted at Mardol, we took a tea break at Mahalasa Café after the Darshan. A stop which has become customary for me and Raj. We had 2 Bhaji Pavs, 2 Kokums, 3 teas and 1 Cofee. The Snacks that Raj purchased cost our coffers Rs. 30 over and above Rs. 60 which we had already spent on the drinks and stuff. Pretty Expensive. From there, we headed straight to a Sweet Mart. Packed as much stuff as we could (which included Nevryo, Churmo, Khajiche Ladu, Chips, etc.) and we had embarked on a journey, which even till then, was not known to us.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Reaching Mollem, we were neither hungry nor thirsty. So we decided we would go upto Anmod. Here, the whole game changed. Prasad suddenly thought about a very good restaurant in <st1:city><st1:place>Belgaum</st1:place></st1:city> which he thought could be visited since we had reached so close to the city (only 80kms away). After a lot of convincing, Das agreed to cancel his friend’s birthday and we were off. To <st1:city><st1:place>Belgaum</st1:place></st1:city>.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">We reached <st1:city><st1:place>Belgaum</st1:place></st1:city>, we reached at 7. First, visited the Nucleus Mall and then shopped till about <st1:time minute="30" hour="8">8:30</st1:time>. Had a peaceful and yet, tasty dinner at Hotel Eefa, a new business class hotel in <st1:city><st1:place>Belgaum</st1:place></st1:city>. The dinner will be remembered for the lovely Sizzeler. But more than that, we got to see people going crazy after celebrities as Ms. Sayali Bhagat was dining on the adjoining table. The traveling was certainly worth the effort we had put it. After all, we had to travel for 6 hours for our 3 hours stay in <st1:city><st1:place>Belgaum</st1:place></st1:city>.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>Our dinner ended at around 10.00 when we finished our Triple Sundae. By <st1:time minute="0" hour="1">1 a.m.</st1:time>, we were at home. Extremely tired, but very happy to have done something, which we could have never thought about. Driving over 300 kms only for dinner is something crazy. At least, by our standards. But now that we have done it, we are PROUD about the feat and also, have resolved to do it far more frequently. If anybody wants to join, do let us know.</o:p></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-74488617004991469352009-04-29T00:26:00.002+05:302009-04-29T00:54:33.467+05:30The last exam of my life....<p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">This always happens to me. Every time an exam approaches, I start blaming myself for not having started earlier. I am frankly tired of doing this. If my memory supports me right, I have been doing this since my 1</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">st</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> Standard exam (I have come to this conclusion with some valuable inputs from my parents). And now, I am on the verge of answering virtually the last exam of my life. At least, academically. I say that because, Life, in itself, is an exam forever. But for the time being, let us only focus on the simple Black and White Question paper and the Black and white answer sheet which we are supposed to paint BLUE.</span></span></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Till my last exam which I answered, which now looks like was my second last one, I had decided to devote clear 3 to 4 months for the Final Semester. Now, when exams are about to start from the 8</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> of May and I am yet to start (almost), I have no other option but to blame myself all over again. Forget 3 to 4 months, I don't even have four full days per subject. The task is uphill. And confidence level, as always, is on a shaky wicket. But I can't remember a single exam where I have been more confident.<br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">A lot of you must be feeling as to why I am wasting my time on writing all this. Instead, I would have been better off studying. But I had to give a vent to the frustration which is building up with each passing day. Oh hold on.. Each passing Hour.<br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I am feeling like an employee on the verge of retirement. With my last exam just around the corner, I am mulling over all the missed opportunities. All the days wasted which could have given me those extra marks needed for a distinction. Just like an outgoing employee will think about the opportunities he missed whilst in service which could have given him his promotion. And then, they do something which is quite a common sight. Give advice to others. On the similar lines, my advice to all of you who are going to answer some exam in future; Do study well in advance!!!</span><br /></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-62160780538383559412009-04-27T21:51:00.004+05:302009-04-29T00:56:26.158+05:30I, Me and Myself......<p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Been thinking about this for a long long time. Been wondering where to start from. Days went by but I could not figure out. So today, I decided that Enough was Enough. I would pen down anything and everything that comes to my mind. No censorship. No reviews. It will be so extempore that I won’t even bother to read it twice. Not even for spelling mistakes.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Lets not waste time on that. Let me introduce myself. The very fact that you are on this page means you know me. But for those, who have accidentally bumped into my blog, here is my brief intro.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I am Giriraj. An Indian by birth. An Indian at heart. And an Indian by religion. Though I was born and brought up in the scenic and picturesque state of Goa, I would still like to identify myself with my country. For I believe, that all Indians are one. That anything which can divide us should be avoided.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Its been tough for me to live with such views. People believe I take too much of importance for myself. People feel I talk about issues which I am not even qualified to talk about. But that’s their view. For me, patriotism means a lot. Not just by saying that I want to help the country but by actually contributing in whatever way I can. You may feel, I have severe political inclinations. But let me tell you. There is loads you can do for your country without joining politics. Best example I can think is of Shri Narayan Murthy. He is politically so aloof but someone, who will make all Indians proud worldwide.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">A lot of you may be unsure as to why I am writing all this. But if I don’t express here then where else can it be? As I said earlier, my blog is my punching bag. The more you read, the more you will be convinced as to what I am.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I have lived with many tags in life. Been known as a typical village boy. That’s when I spent whooping 17 years of my life in my native village, a place, which is still very dear to me. Even then, I was known to be arrogant, brash, etc. The reasons for the same are not known to me till date. But those who know me well, will surely disagree. Or at least, I hope they will.</span></span></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">In Mumbai or Pune or Delhi, I was just another Goan with a high flying lifestyle. I was used on so many ocassions as an example of a brat, guy with arrogance, politician and what not. It had to do with my strong views. It had to do with my anti-reservation arguments. It had more to do with my penchant for good food and craze for good restaurants. For me, money is a medium which can allow you to enjoy. But for eternal peace, you need something else. You need a family. You need a sound mind.</span></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I always wanted to and will continue to serve the country in whatever way I can. I am not an atheist but I am not religious either. I am not someone who will leave things to God and expect miracles. I believe that even one person can change a lot of people around him. Initially, they may laugh. And they will. However, if you are focussed, such petty things will hardly bother you.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">You can do a lot of things to change the way country functions today. You can join active politics, join an NGO, contribute in newspapers helping in opinion formation, can encourage people to exercise their franchise to ensure the right candidate wins, etc. etc. If I keep writing, I am sure, I will be killed. So believe, for the time being, I better take your leave.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></p> <p lang="en-US" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0cm; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">To some, what I am saying may not make any real sense. But as I said, who cares? Now if this is the arrogance that people talk about, then so be it !!!!</span></span><br /></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-77257075380676984152009-03-02T22:44:00.006+05:302009-03-02T23:02:19.154+05:30Vote - For a better tomorrow.....<div align="justify">Politics.. One topic I breath, eat, sleep and so on. While I was a kid, my excuse not to study was "I will become a minister. And none of them are educated." At a tender age of 6 too, I dint have a very favourable opinion about the people who are so called the policy makers and the leaders of the country. But I wanted to emulate them only because, for me, that was an exit option from studies. Over the years, as I grew older, I wanted to enter politics only to change the system. I believed, one person could change the system to a large extent. Even till recently, I harnessed a dream to join active politics. </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">But today, I feel politics is a dirty game. The reasons are many, but the 2 of the most prominent ones are: </div><ul><li><div align="justify">There are no permanent friends and enemies in politics. Though it is good to be flexible, its a sin to compromise on your ideologies. A communal party suddenly dons secular colours during the elections. Its nothing but cheap vote bank politics.</div></li><li><div align="justify">Those who are really sincere and efficient, don’t find their way automatically. Unless you manipulate and play a dirty game, its tough for a politician to grab power. And its virtually impossible to bring development unless you are in power. (People of Gujarat are the only exception in the recent past)<br /></div></li></ul><p align="justify">This brings me to an important question. Is it really easy to be sincere and yet, survive in politics? The possible answer could be a NO. Then, What is the solution?</p><p align="justify"><br />I think, the best solution to the problem is <strong>VOTING</strong>. If every individual exercises his or her vote, we can see a better country. Rather than voting for the person we know, we should vote for somebody who is Efficient. Its of paramount importance for the voters not to fall prey to the various Poll Time goodies like money, bikes, gifts, etc.<br /></p><p align="justify">My advice for you is:</p><ul><li><div align="justify">When you expect an explanation from your elected representative as a matter of right, remember, rights comes with responsibility. If you don’t Vote, you should have no right to criticise or question the system.</div></li><li><div align="justify">If you feel your 1 vote is insignificant, work towards creating a group of voters. With this, you can form public opinion and also, work towards the desired results. Even otherwise, fall of Vajapayee Govt. by 1 Vote must act as an fine example about the importance of each and every Vote.</div></li><li><div align="justify">If you don’t want a particular person as your MP/MLA, go and vote against him/her. Abstaining from voting is not the solution.</div></li><li><div align="justify">If people start voting in large numbers, there are more chances that the right candidate will be elected. This will encourage more deserving candidates to come forward and stand for elections.</div></li><li><div align="justify">Last, but not the least. Relate to your country. All your actions affect the country. And thus, it is of strategic importance to take the right actions.</div></li></ul><p align="justify">Just as we are nearing the Lok Sabha elections, I earnestly hope that people will vote in large numbers and help themselves by electing the right candidates.<br /></p><p align="justify"><strong><u>Stand Up NOW for a better TOMORROW</u></strong></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-68713647291359883252009-01-12T00:21:00.003+05:302009-01-12T00:27:21.793+05:30A life changing incidence......<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm">I don't know if the incidence which I am going to share has anything to do with this phrase. But I thought, both had an equal effect on me, emotionally.</p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">I die in the battle zone</p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Box me up and send me home</p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">Take my medals, pin them on my chest</p> <p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">And tell my mother, I TRIED MY BEST.</p> <p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0cm; ">Here, the person tries to narrate that he lost his life but not without giving his best. He fought till the last minute. It was his commitment which he never broke and dint give up.<br /></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">On Saturday, I met a similar character. I was amongst the volunteers for the Mandir Suraksha Maha-Sammelan, a massive gathering of Hindus from all over the state of Goa, to condemn the recent attacks on several temples in the state. To top it all, the Government has not been able to take any action to ensure that the guilty are punished and any such occurrences in the future are prevented. People were angry. One could sense that they wanted to make a difference. For once, they wanted to send a message, that Hindus should not be taken for granted. Well, I will write another post to inform you about the sammelan in detail. Here, I want to discuss an Individual, who according to me was the STAR OF THE SHOW.<br /></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">I was a part of the Emergency Services Committee at the venue. Our role was to take care of any emergencies arising at the venue. Accordingly, we had arranged for 2 ambulances, 1 fire brigade and most importantly, plenty of medicines to provide first-aid. Just as the program was about to begin, we had our first customer. Ha ha. Customer is not the right word. But he was the first one we serviced. He came up to me and ask for a Band-Aid. Just when we were finding one, we realized the guy was bleeding. Later on, we discovered, he had bruises all over his hands and legs. We immediately cleaned up all his wounds with Dettol and applied a cream. The person was not in favour of any bandage being applied but he was forcefully made to agree as we were worried about he getting infection due to the dust all over.<br /></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">After we were sure that we had done our best, we asked the cause of his bruises. He had met with an accident at St. Cruz, which is several kilometers away from the venue. He was badly hurt with several wounds. However, his commitment for the function was so high that he bought a new shirt on the way and headed straight to the venue. He said, when Hindus are getting attacked, it was his duty to be a part of every move to condemn the same. And before we could ask him anything else, he asked us to excuse him as the program had already started. As he walked away, we were stunned. At that moment, I felt so small. His dedication towards the cause had probably made him numb. Else, nobody else would have been able to ignore the kind of pain he might have been going through.<br /></p> <p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm">The incidence has changed me forever. Whatever may be your passion, if you follow it and give your 100%, there is nothing which can stop you from achieving your goal. Hats off to the man. I am only pained as I could not touch his feet. Hope I meet him again, sooner or later. I just wanna thank him for teaching us all a lesson, we will remember for life.</p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-51464341066930768402008-12-21T02:26:00.001+05:302008-12-21T02:28:26.397+05:30Back after 2 months...<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">A few mins back, I got a rude wake up call. Just as I was browsing through a friend’s blog, I came across her MY BLOG LIST. The link to my blog was there showing that I had last updated it 2 months ago. 2 MONTHS ! ! ! Long long time. Its not that I have run out of ideas these days. But there have been too many of them. I have started numerous posts and left them half with a hope they will be completed the next time I switch on my laptop. That has not happened to any of the posts as yet, but I am hopeful, I will be back. Just like I have done in the past. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I had my exams, I had my health problems, I had some other problems, had pressure at work and so on. All this ended up in affecting my writing. However, 2 months is a long time. I cant be making excuses any longer. Thought this post can act as a filler till the time I complete at least one post out of the many I have left half way.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">This post is only to reaffirm that I am still here (ALIVE). Blogging scene wont miss me for long now. I will be back. Not with a bang but with a post.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Looking forward to your valuable feedback once I am back in action. Till then, enjoy the pre Christmas period. Hope Santa Claus will give all of you loads of gifts.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">MERRY CHRISTMAS in Advance…</span></div>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-43276811881172009902008-10-20T23:50:00.007+05:302008-10-21T01:07:22.798+05:30Heaven - Its here.....<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">There is a famous dialogue “<span lang="EN">If there's heaven/paradise on earth, its here, its here, its here.” I found one such heaven a few days back. Why found? I have been going there for ages. But it took me a long time to realise its real worth. If you are wondering what I am talking about, then don’t worry. I will reveal the address shortly.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCiWXY7R0sE/SPzMfsTYcwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sxIus06Q6RA/s1600-h/Bappa.JPG"><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCiWXY7R0sE/SPzMfsTYcwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/sxIus06Q6RA/s400/Bappa.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259303309702361858" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">About 12 kms from Panaji, the capital city of Goa, there is a small town called Mapusa; a place known more for its market of cloths, silver, etc. Once you go around a few narrow lanes, so narrow, that even a slight mistake could lend ur car into the ditch (I have screwed up my car when a friend mis-judged the road completely), you reach an old and rickety theatre. Around it, there are various eateries (Taparies would be a better word). There are more stalls than the flies in the area. But in this mess, once place proudly stands out – BAPPA’s Juice Centre. No signboards, No neon signs. All you can smell is chicken, omlette and fruits. Bappa doesn’t serve you all of this, but his shakes and fruit plate has the magic to heal many wounds. You may be tired, depressed, frustrated; one fruit plate coupled with “Adsar Shake” (Tender Coconut Milk Shake) makes your mind refreshed. If you feel I am overdoing it, then “Pehle Istamal Kare, Phir Vishwas Kare”.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN">WARNING: If you are fussy about ambience. then u better stay away. U will find that fruits are flocked by flies. However, if ur priority is good taste over everything else, this is the place to be at.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language:EN">If there is heaven for food lovers, then its here, its here, its here!!!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"> <o:p></o:p></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-1330973645356432222008-10-13T23:09:00.003+05:302008-10-13T23:26:51.198+05:30Life..Life, like love, the word has always invited various reactions. Some say, life is beautiful (whether they believe it or not). Some say they are working hard so that they can be happy towards the end of their life. Some just can’t wait for it all to end. You may wonder, I often did, how one word attracts views that at times are poles apart. But then not too long ago I found the answer. Or did I? It could be that I have learnt to compromise, learnt to bury my likes and wants, or it may just be that I have become more practical. The last thing I should do with life is to crib about something I don’t have.<br /><br />While growing up, I learnt quite a bit from my father. Not that I implemented all that in my day-to-day life. Sometimes I even thought that some things he said were irrelevant in today’s world. I counter-advised him to change with the times. All he did was smile. May be he could foresee that one day, I will return to him and say, “Dad, you were right!!!” Today, I do that, more often than not. His pet advice for me was – “I complained having no shoes, till I saw a man without feet”. While I was in school and dreaming to be a very rich man someday, I used to feel that my father never had any aspirations in life and that’s the reason he is so negative. I used to tell him “to achieve something in life, you must have a goal”. He would candidly reply saying, “That’s not the end of life. If you fail, rise up again. But you can do that, only when you give yourself a chance of loosing. You might have a distant goal, but while attaining it, you must not forget to enjoy life.” I would never allow him to speak further for the simple reason that it made no sense to me. Dad too, never forced his views on me as he was sure that he would have the last laugh. He wanted his son to be confident but not over-confident and would often end up saying, “When you think everything is lost, the future still remains.”<br /><br />The biggest turning point in my life came when I decided to quit my first job. I just could not work with that firm any longer. And then, I started worrying about my options. It was then, when I got an advice from a very senior person in our family that he said to me, “The moment you stop running after money, money starts following you.” He asked me to do what my heart prompted. Today, I don’t regret the decision I made.<br /><br />Time is the best medicine for all our wounds. May it be our studies, job or family life; we need to give our self some time and have faith. Together, they contain the power to make everything happen. Lots of self-belief and a tinge of carelessness can be the real mantra to success. What I said might sound a bit weird to you but then, that’s what I feel. And instead of basing my thoughts on somebody else’s views, I speak my mind out. Trust me. IT HELPS.<br /><br />Life often leaves us at crossroads; I have “been there, done that”. You may feel that I relate everything to my own past. But then I believe that a person can understand life only with his own experiences. After I did my schooling there were plenty of guides for me. My professor thought I should go for Arts because I had a flair for history and literature. My friends always wanted me to be an Engineer because of my inquisitiveness towards mechanical devices. But to the surprise of all, I opted for Commerce. Some thought I would regret it some day. Till date, I feel that it was the best decision I made. I went by my instincts. I used to often worry about what would be the future action plan. Years went on. Worries never left my mind. From school to higher secondary, then to college and then post graduation. After all this was done, I was set to work. Today, I realize that in the process of worrying about the future, I ruined my present. I want the time to come back. I want to spend time at the Sinhgad fort in Pune. I want to stroll down the college street, one last time. But I know I can’t. The schedule, which is packed forever, doesn’t allow me to even plan a holiday in the subsequent month.<br /><br />Live your life in the present. Realise the worth of everything around you, before it is TOO LATE!!!!<br /><br />- GirirajGirirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-51853956125260793222008-10-08T00:00:00.006+05:302008-10-08T00:25:27.551+05:30Nano in Gujarat - Time to look at Mr. Modi differently....Finally, the Tatas said Ta-Ta to Singur. Bengal's loss could have been anybody's gain. States were fighting against each other to grab the plant. But in the end, it was swift moment of Modi Government which turned the tables in Gujarat's favour. Within days of initiating the process, the Government was ready to hand over the land for the factory.<br /><br />Now, Mr. Modi should get the credit for the same. The immense benefits that the project will bring along cannot be neglected. Mr. Modi should now be perceived as a man who has been able to deliver. A person who had seen the dream of a "Vibrant Gujarat" and has turned it into a reality.<br /><br />Please. There is more to the man. Don't snub him by calling him a dictator, communal and what not. If at all he has done anything wrong, he can be forgiven for the kind of progress he has brought to the state. We need an administrator like him who is honest. A top official of the RSS had once said "you may call Modiji communal, but don't call him corrupt".<br /><br />The aura around the man is certainly inspirational. I hope, someday, a leader like him will head this country. Every human being has his plus and minuses. But instead of having an inefficient PM (coupled with a more useless Home Minister), we would be rather served better, if we have a more assertive person at the helm of affairs.<br /><br />The pseudo-secularists will hate me for what I have written. But then. Who cares???<br /><br />- GirirajGirirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-66133801580863965132008-10-06T22:31:00.001+05:302008-10-06T22:33:13.944+05:30Another Poem.. (For my mom's 50th Birthday)<p>This poem was written in the year 1999, when I was barely 15 years old on the occassion of my Mom's 50th Birthday. </p><p>मी इयत्ता बारावित होतो। लोक म्हणायचे हा मुलगा साहित्याच्या क्षेत्रात नाव कमवेल। झालं मात्र वेगळंच। अत्यंत मोक्याच्या क्षणी मी कविता सोडली। कारणं अनेक होती, पण असो। आज त्याच्याबद्दल न बोललेलच बरं। कही व्यक्तिगत गोष्टी स्वतापर्यंतच बाळगाव्या।</p><br /><p><span class="">१९९९ साली, म्हाज्या आईला ५० वर्षे पूर्ण झाली। त्या निमित्ताने लिहिलेली ही कविता। तेव्हा मी केवळ १५ वर्षांचा होतो। त्यामुळे कही चुका अपेक्षित आहेत। कृपया त्यावर दुर्लक्ष करावे</span></p><br /><p><span class="">स्थल: म्हाजे निवासस्थान, नेवरा। </span></p><br /><p><span class=""><span class=""></span></span><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"><span class=""></span></span></span></span></span></p><br /><p align="center">आज आईला पूर्ण झाली आहेत वर्षे पन्नास</p><br /><p align="center">प्रत्येकाच्या जीवनात असतं आईच महत्व खास</p><br /><p align="center">जीवनात आईंशिवाय कुणाचेच हालत नही पान</p><br /><p align="center">म्हणुनच मिलतो आईला जगभरात मान॥ </p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><span class=""></span><span class=""></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class="">आज सांगणार आहे मी तुम्हाला म्हाज्या आइबद्दल दोन शब्द</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class="">ते वाचून तुम्ही नक्कीच व्हाल स्तब्ध</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class="">किती करू मी म्हाज्या आईचे गुणगान</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class="">तिला आम्ही तिघे <span class="">आहोत अजुन</span> एकदम लहान॥ </span></p><p align="center"><span class=""><span class=""></span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class=""><span class=""></span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class=""><span class="">सर्वत्र लागतो आम्हाला आईच्या मदतीचा हात</span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class=""><span class="">तिच्यामुळेँच करू शकतो आम्ही जिवनातील संकटावर मात</span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class="">ती झटत असते दिवसभर आमच्या पोटापायी </span></p><br /><p align="center"><span class=""><span class="">देविचेच दुसरे रूप आहे आमची आवडती आई॥ </span></span></p><p align="left"><span class=""><span class=""></span></span></p><br /><p align="left"><span class=""><span class="">- गिरिराज पै वेर्णेकर</span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"><span class=""><span class=""></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-39942905407377991612008-10-05T17:51:00.012+05:302008-10-06T00:21:11.282+05:30A poem...<p align="center"><span class="">॥राष्ट्रीय</span> स्वयंसेवक संघ॥ </p><p>काही वर्षांपूर्वी एका ७ दिवसांच्या वर्गाला लिहिलेली ही कविता...<br /><br />स्थळ: सानपाडा, मुंबई<br />प्रसंग: प्राथमिक वर्गाच्या रंजन बैठकीसाठि केलेली कविता<br /></p><span class=""></span><p>निवेदन: ह्या कवितेमद्द्ये काही जड़ शब्द आहेत। परन्तु मी सर्व शिक्षकांना विनंती करतो की त्यांनी <span class="">ते </span>जेवणासोबत पचवून घ्यावे! </p><p align="center">त्रासच त्रास आमच्या वाटी आले<br />परन्तु त्याच दुःख नाही कारण<br />मित्रच मित्र आमच्या ताटी आले॥ </p><p align="center">सकाळी मुशी आनी जोशी, दर्शन देत होते,<br />दक्ष-आरम, पदविन्यांसाचे धडे घेत होते।।<br /><br />घरी मटन मछीच खात होतो,<br />इथे पाला पाचोलाही पचवत होतो॥<br /><br />एक मागुन एक दिवस, आम्ही मोजत होतो,<br />दिवस कसे सरतील ह्याचा, विचार करत होतो॥<br /><br />सात दिवस फ़क्त शाळेच्या भिंती,<br />बाहेर जायचं म्हटलं की मुशिंची भीती।।<br /><br />पण आज उमगलं, आम्ही किती चुकत होतो,<br />खुप चांगल्या गोष्टी, आम्ही इथे शिकत होतो॥<br /><br />उद्या आपण आपल्या घरी असूं ,<br />एकमेकांची आठवण करून, गालातल्या गालात हसू।।<br /></p><p align="left">- गिरिराज पै वेर्णेकर<br /><br /><br /></p>Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-18789486141955282462008-09-30T15:15:00.004+05:302008-10-05T16:17:27.464+05:30Dedicated to my Beloved Guruji…A lot of time, we come across people who we tend to idolize. Probably a few months back, I dint have anyone who could inspire me to do what my heart always prompts me to. My mind was engulfed in worries about the future. And that’s when I was told to live in today. And look! Instead of worrying about getting ads, I am sitting in front of my lappy and writing a blog. Now, that’s something even my Guruji will not approve of. But then, having disciples like me is not easy. Isn’t that so Guruji?<br /><br />Oh! I forgot. This is a blog. Meant for all. Not for me to communicate with one individual. So I will need to first tell you who Guruji is. She is a multifaceted personality. She is a good teacher, a good aunt (not to me), a good friend, a good leader and most importantly, a good BOSS. She also claims to be a good Cook. But till the time I don’t get a taste of her delicacies, I can’t comment. She may very well offer me a lunch or dinner now, with a hope to find a post entirely dedicated to her cooking. (Don’t feel I am giving bribe!)<br /><br />Like you have partners in crime, she has been my partner in most of the good things I have done in the recent past. Best example is writing the Japa. It’s been a joint effort, which has taken us through till now. Had it not been her insistence, I would have never got down to write, at least not Japa for non stop 21 weeks. Mom is indebted to her for life as she got me to do something my parents would have never been able to convince me to do.<br /><br />She is different. And has to be. Otherwise, who will dedicate “Everything I Do” to god? But that’s Guruji for you. Different, yet normal like all of us. One, who likes to talk, laugh, joke, eat, etc. She is approachable, understanding, patient and yet gives a stern warning that anybody messing with her will suffer. But in times of need, you wont have a better support to fall back on. She is spot on with her advice and will do everything possible to lift your mood.<br /><br />Hold on man! I have turned this post into a mini testimonial. And this one is not meant to be one. The reason why I felt like mentioning her is because this blog is active only because of her. It’s a different case that even she says the same. But, there is a difference. She writes because I pester her. And she writes extremely well. Though she says, “even if I write rubbish u will like it... you are blinded in your love for me”. She knows it’s not true. She is really fabulous when it comes to writing. Her blog is linked to my page. So you can see for yourself. And she says, “If you write, you inspire me to write. If you want to read what I write, then you start writing. It’s a cycle you see!” Like they say in Hindi, “Ulta chor kotwal ko daante”.<br /><br />I write because her writing inspires me. When compared, my blog feels like trash. But it’s the effort that is important. If I sit and say I cant write well, than I will never be able to improve. A couple of days back I decided to blog regularly. Asked Guruji to start blogging too. And look. I am yet to write and she has come up with 3 new posts already.<br /><br />Before I sign off, I only want to thank her. For being there. And for making me blog. I don’t know if anybody will be interested to read it. I am also not sure if it makes sense. But it definitely helps you to feel better. As they say in Hindi, “Dukh baatne se kam hota hain!” And why bother about others? No matter what, Guruji will read my posts for sure and write comments too. After all, we are part of a MUTUAL ADMIRATION SOCIETY.<br /><br />- GirirajGirirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-70093883541297981802008-09-28T18:51:00.000+05:302008-09-28T18:56:35.881+05:30Coming Soon..Finally...<br /><br />I have decided to blog regularly.. This is not like the New Year Resolutions which are never implemented nor a promise which is meant to be broken..<br /><br />I have about 2 to 3 posts ready. All that is required is some finishing touch..<br /><br />With that.. my posts will start to flow.. Thought I should announce it.. And the excitment is justified.. Its my blog.. Nobody else will be bothered.. So its my responsibility to create the buzz.. I know, it doesnt make a difference to you..<br /><br /><br />So guys.. Enjoy ur life.. Whenever u find time and wanna read some crap, my blog will always be there.. Only for u..<br /><br /><br /><br />- GirirajGirirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-52694198619448259642008-08-18T00:53:00.000+05:302008-08-18T00:55:43.713+05:30An eventful sunday...A long weekend just got over.. And what a Sunday we had.. Had fun, had a new beginning and then, there was a crash.. Things really ended on a bad note.. Details are as follow:<br /><br /><br /><br />COMING SOON.......Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-22047512642046488972008-08-10T11:12:00.000+05:302008-08-10T11:15:39.516+05:30Today...I want to LIVE today.. Coz I do not know if there will be a tomorrow..<br /><br />Nobody will await my arrival.. There might a few who may mourn if I depart.. <br /><br />But its beyond my control.. And I am ready..<br /><br /><br /><br />- GirirajGirirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-71872544729761937452008-03-15T00:44:00.000+05:302008-05-31T16:56:33.539+05:30Dawn is breaking, Its early morn....Its 3 a.m. You might be wondering… What is so special about that? But for me, it’s a different experience. I am at the Mumbai Airport. Just checked in early, as I have to board a 5 a.m. flight. I generally do that to avoid last minute anxiety. And let me tell you. Am not alone. The CCD lounge here is full. I just managed to scrap through a small place that was left out @ the corner, right next to the stand holding merchandise for sale. People are busy in their own respective worlds. Some of them, are talking to their family or friends. Some deeply engrossed in reading. And at the other end, look at me. I am doing something, which am sure; none must be doing around here. Writing a blog. But having known the kind of person I am, don’t think you are surprised.<br /><br />The ride from my Bandra residence to the airport took much lesser than I expected and that’s how, I ended up being @ the airport, almost 2 hours before the scheduled departure. Thought the wait would be a boring one. And the line for Security Check Up was huge. I was unable to relate the chaos to an airport. Been a frequent visitor here. But for the first time, have come across so much of congestion. <br /><br />Now, I have moved to the Gate No 2. My body has realized that I have not slept the whole night. But still. The excitement to reach home compensates for all the sacrifices I made to board this flight. <br /><br />I will be killed if I write more on a stupid journey. Why the hell should I bore you just to get rid of my boredom? Guess I will now move to my all time travel companion, the one and only iPod. That will spare me the trouble of being alone out here, as I tend to get engrossed in trying to get a feel of the songs.<br /><br /><br />Wish me a Safe Journey……<br /><br /><br /><br />NOTE: This post has been uploaded 22 hours late. This is because; the Airtel Wi-Fi at the airport ditched me big time.Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-41713048540879474882008-03-12T14:11:00.000+05:302008-03-12T14:16:13.676+05:30Good Bye DHL...Last 7 days in DHL. Am all set to join another company. And yes. More than happy to move back to where I belong.<br /><br />In DHL, when a shipment is undelivered, it is "Returned to Origin" i.e. sent back to the shipper. In my case, m returning to the Origin. My hometown.. GOA. Land of beaches, temples, churches and wat not. But most importantly. The place where my Parents live. Where you can find my great buddies carving a niche for themselves in their respective professions.<br /><br />Will write more.. surely.. When I just sat down to write, a whole volcano of emotions erupted in my mind.. GUess, I should take some moments. To be with myself...<br /><br />So for now, I sign off...... Only to come back... SOOON...Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-32205194031949748832008-03-04T19:16:00.000+05:302008-03-04T19:22:20.361+05:30The Budget....Being honest pays; not everytime.... What is Mr. Giri saying? If thats the thought which came to ur mind, then hold on. I am only interpreting the statements of our FM. By giving a loan waiver, the FM has done good to the debt ridden farmers. But the honest and hard working ones, who have at times sacrificed their meal and paid back, will be in for a shock. Wat did they get by paying back? Appreciation? No for sure. But those who dint pay, got it waived off. <br /><br /><br />I have nothing against the relief. But the way it is done, will go on to set a wrong precedent. And our country is battling against quite a few of them. Or rather, plenty of them.<br /><br /><br />I would be more happy to see our Agriculture sector being reformed. Short term solutions like waivers are certain to make the life only tougher.<br /><br /><br /><br />LETS KEEP OUR COUNTRY AS THE PRIORITY... <br /><br />VOTE BANK POLITICS SHOULD TAKE A BACK SEAT...Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166520975611207156.post-33816003972829280482008-03-03T04:11:00.000+05:302008-03-12T19:25:08.237+05:30Withdrawn....<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NCiWXY7R0sE/R9fchKT9GpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Usa5hRbNq64/s1600-h/MY+COLL.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NCiWXY7R0sE/R9fchKT9GpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Usa5hRbNq64/s400/MY+COLL.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176848758947519122" /></a><br />If you feel, only the rich and famous are subject to accuse, then think again. A person like me, had to withdraw an article under the pressure of several visitors to my blog. They were just not ready to accept whatever I had written about my college. One of my close buddies went to the extent of saying that people might feel that the college had paid me to write such goodie-goodie stuff.<br /><br />As a result, the article stands withdrawn.. A more realistic one is already "UNDER CONSTRUCTION".<br /><br />Till then.. Take care....Girirajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05437073779084567154noreply@blogger.com0