A writer and artist........how thick a line can you draw between them?

I believe a writer is an artist who paints his thoughts with a different brush, but his paints being his wealth of vocabulary. He just needs to paint them in the right places.

But the painting looks beautiful provided his hands flow freely with his eyes in sync with his mind, which is nothing but a gift. A gift of being original.

Hoping that every article i "paint" would only give you a piece of my mind.....

I welcome you to "ANGEL'S INFERNO"

Friday, September 16, 2011

Blood alone can!


November of 2008.......

27, 6:00 a.m

I opened my eyes and dragged myself from bed with utmost difficulty. With a brush in my mouth and an eye on the clock, I reached out for the news-paper, the rays of morning sun bathing me out of drowsiness. As i start reading the news on the front page, blood red bold letters of the news catch my eye. The disturbing images published in large were not an ideal start for that day.
The massacre of "26/11"........


28, 1.30 p.m.


As i take a bus back from college, an article in the days local newspaper scrolled through my mind, that said the terrorist group who claimed the responsibility for the blasts named Hyderabad on their 'to-do' list and the newspapers had started digging into deep and dark facts of Hyderabad and its stint with terrorism. For once, I looked out and saw the city, its trademark traffic, its people, all occupied and running which inspired me to flush any suspicion out of my mind. 


30, 2.00 p.m.


As I lay down on my bed and reach to my newspaper, which I was very keen to do (and been doing for the past 3 days at least), I started reading about many blasts in the past like those in Jaipur and Ahmedabad. Written in extreme detail (than the Indian constitution), I read that bombs were found in almost every critical junctions of major cities, in lunchboxes, by the roads, in hoardings..........nothing short of a minesweeper map. Thoughts that i buried surfaced once again, leaving me with unreasonable and unanswerable doubts. Police had warned the public about possible threats and places for bomb implants that included city buses and shopping malls, theaters and parks...........fear........frustration..........but incapability!

The days that followed.......



Bus travel was no more fun. Suspicion, fear, caution. Looking for lunchboxes, avoiding crowded buses, restraining from new movies, let alone weekends at malls. Balance between academics and fears was tough. Railway station was nothing short of a lion' s den. People believed luck was guarding them as they came in and out of railway stations. Women were praying for their men to return home safely. Police were on their feet running after fake calls and suspicious lunchboxes. As the days went by, the papers kept writing Hyderabad was in for a "Big" surprise, police kept trying to speak the hype off, women continued to worry, with the fear growing only worse day by day, theaters and public places were filled with dogs and bomb squads......I........ continued to worry!



Today.......


As I wake up after we've swam through a decade of distraught that took off by the bombing of  World trade center, relief no longer appears to exist.  Blasts in some part of the world or the other keep making it to the front pages of dailies worldwide. Intelligence agencies keep warning their governments. Millions of children keep losing their parents. Agencies keep recruiting children and teenagers into what they claim to be "the holy war", if only suicide bombing a 14 year old is 'holy'.......if only hiding in remote corners and unleashing the filth within on innocent and hapless commoners can be called a 'war'.


No time for the world to breathe a sigh of relief after the death of Osama as the terrorist activities continue to build up under a blanket of ignorance. The incapability of the Indian government to act strong has been proved off late with a cold blooded terrorist sitting in prison for 3 years, enjoying better facilities than an average Indian citizen, while a law in Eastern India allows the police to kill any person who is found suspicious with any proof. None of the recent mishaps seem to have motivated the bureaucracy to push the 'severe' button on terrorism as after every blast, Mr. Chidambaram tries to use all his vocabulary to express sorrow and appeals to the nation to remain peaceful, and then as another issue draws the news,.........."Blast? which one?"............


I bet, Osama would have, for a split second, considered the option of surrendering to the Indian government (if at all he had to) after the 'reception' Mr. Kasab has been relishing. That would've had us running through ages trying to "negotiate" with Osama and resolving the issue through "peaceful talks". I commend the US for erasing a black dot in the history of the modern world without giving it a second thought, that was never affordable. An attack on the Indian Parliament, blasts in Mumbai more frequently than a new movie release, explosives found in every nook and cranny of the country, and recently, the blasts near Delhi high court, what else can motivate our government......Or is it the fact that our government prefers to stay away lest the fire burns it clothes off. Shame that our government did not act on Kasab. Shame that Chidambaram accepted the fact that the Delhi blast took place despite the government staying informed. Shame.


I suggest a solution that may raise many eye brows, yet would keep the fire off before it reaches our doorstep. Dear government, please adopt an extremist approach dealing with terrorists. Start executing the ones who have been sitting in prisons over the years. Ignore any human right activist questioning it for the government needn't answer an illogical person fighting for the human rights of men responsible for bloodshed and mayhem. Be strong enough to make a bold statement against brutality, the whole nation shall be with you. 


Blood alone can wash blood.....not tears

JAI HIND

Friday, August 26, 2011

\m/ Annnah Haezaereee \m/

Dude 1: Yo wassup man, and watz wid dat 'AH' tattoo on your hand
Dude 2: Yo,allz cool man, and 'AH' is Annnnah Haezaereee.......i go wid him man, i think da manz cool, corruption's gonna gt its *** kicked \m/
Dude 1: Oh, da guyz on tv a lot dude, ppl r goin nuts fr his style man...btw wats he upto now?
Dude 2: Donno dude, i thnk he's gonna speak to our Prez about some stuff against corruption.....
Dude1: Way to go maaaaaan, Way to go!

Anna hazare (not Annnah Haezaereee)? Stylish? A simple  man in khadi, and a "topi" that symbolizes representation, glasses, worn and withered........this is Annaji. After 4 months of an epic encounter, tete-a-tete with our government, Anna Hazare is being mistook for his "stylish" attire? People wear Anna's caps, paint his face on nails and clothes, go frenzy (even naked) and barely recognise that all this "Anna-Mania" is about corruption and a bill that shall rewrite the Indian history!


Just about time to question yourself "Is all this a gesture of hatred and spite towards corruption or the hype of calling it 'cool'?" Keep the answer to yourself......but analyse it!


If all this is about people vexed with corruption, you never needed an Anna to help you do all this. And painting nails or tattooing is not a reasonably sound answer. All the support Anna wants is to analyze the gravity of the present scenario and the dire consequences of an alteration and rusty-implementation of the Jan-Lokpall bill. Many questions are yet to be answered about the qualifications of civil service employees who guard the bill and implement it. Can the bill itself stay inert from corruption? Will the bill die out slowly as many of those in the past? Will the Indian 'janta' hold itself equally responsible for the post Lokpal scenario as it is the 'jan-Lokpal'?

If you are an Anna supporter, u need not hold Indian flags and shout slogans, u need not halt transport and set yourself on fire, u need not burn a Government draft that that demanded a brainstorm into ashes without showing an ounce of respect to the constitution and the system of governance (though dilapidated) of our country, u need not threaten government on self-immolating yourself!

If you are an Anna supporter, let your silence do the talking! Speak with your suggestions! Educate the downtrodden and those who can't access the media about the campaign, its need and its aftermath! Stay who you are, do what you do, eat what you eat, but don't start acting patriotic out of the blue!

IT IS NOT COOL TO BE A PART OF ANTI-CORRUPTION CAMPAIGN, IT IS A "RESPONSIBILITY"

"JAI HIND"






Monday, August 22, 2011

We the INDIANS..........



"An ounce of practice is worth more than tons of preaching." - Mahatma Gandhi


64 years gone by cherishing an independent India. An India whose identity demanded the sacrifices of great leaders. An India whose flag demanded blood and bone. An India whose boundaries demanded bravery and martyrdom.


64 years gone by, as we, the "Independent" Indians had own constitution, formed our own governments, took our own decisions, elected our leaders...........but have any one of us, for a split second, thought  the India we are living in is not totally independent at all........have any one of us thought if the British were just for starters, we were cooking the greatest menace to our country, that had only grown better and better with every second of the 64 years?


Today, we let it rob us of our hard earned possessions and yet can't ask anyone about it! We let it trickle down at least 80% of budget allocations starting from passing bills to enacting them!  We let it question a pensioner devoid of his pension "Are you alive?". We let it pool money for politicians as the poor continue to rot in poverty!We let it deny tsunami victims of food while millionaires had the luxury of a multi-cuisine meal! If these are just a very few of what we let "CORRUPTION" do to us, many still remain buried in the records..........


Over the past few decades, people spared it a thought as many movies, articles, discussions, forums, communities started picturing and discussing it..........ONLY DISCUSSING IT..........but majority of them were happy to talk about it and leave the rest to us, waiting for another Gandhiji to come from nowhere and eat it up overnight. Meanwhile things could only get worse. So here we are, in a scam-studded nation, bravo. 


But April 5,2011 marks the blossoming of a better India - opening doors to bail out corruption or at least an effort to do so. Preachings being put to practice by an ordinary man with extraordinary commitment, "Sir Anna Hazare". Interestingly, the reason Hazare decided to persevere for the cause of Indians is an accident, a close shave in fact.
If his days in the military service were building a highly patriotic and idealistic man, the accident  topped it up, prepared him, battle ready!


People from all walks of life start joining hands for this campaign as analysts and historians go brains drawing an analogy between the anti corruption movement and the freedom struggle. Suddenly, the ever bleeding-hearted politicians wrap their cloaks up and show what is in their hideous hearts. Shame is too less a word for what this government and its pretty pawns are doing to halt this movement. Unfortunately, some classes of people, who proudly distinguish themselves as the backward classes find this movement so "upper caste"ish. Dalit columnists  have opined that the movement  is an upper-caste uprising against India's political democracy. Though they enjoy the comforts of being called a backward caste in a society where its impossible even to find out a person's religion, the fact is that this movement aims at eradicating the very disease that kept on branding them a backward caste for decades.


Now is never late......


With a long way to go, a lot many to achieve, a lot of time to serve, we, the younger and yet-to-be-productive class of India shall pledge that we shall be a part and parcel of the movement and support our "Modern Gandhi" in necking our Corruption from our motherland.


"JAI HIND"

Saturday, August 20, 2011

The "it"


We named it in a million languages,
We prayed for it in the name of God,
We digged through ages to find what it was,
We run with it everyday yet can't get enough,
We plan for it to know what it looks like..........

But have we thought where this "IT" comes from?

It comes from........... 
a bright sunshine,
a serene smile,
a cup of coffee,
a game won,
a question answered,
.
.
.
.
endless sources.......

But only  an elite sect can find out
That is is actually meant to be mined
Within the human soul!

A bright star unfolding in your palms,
Energy of a fresh fuel cell when burst,
Scream after a tiresome sport...Won,
Affection of your loved ones,
Silence after a pleasant prayer,
Rush of blood and spine-sparking adrenaline,
Words of praise......well earned.......

All this is "POWER"..........experienced......but never noticed........

So when you feel an array of dark clouds blanketing you,
Listen to yourself,
Feel your pulse, 
For every one of it,
Shall pump a million mega watts..........of POWER!

(photo editing and design by me)





Friday, August 19, 2011

Can do nothing than WAIT!

A high voltage synaptic spark shoots off as i open cricbuzz and watch the "EX" World numero uno team be very much at the mercy of Englishmen and urges me to let my thoughts pass my fingertips......a billion hopes.........crores of posts.........lakhs of facebook statuses............thousands of critics watching.........hundreds of tv channels waiting to find the hottest story on the dock......and finally it boils down to those eleven men - but one should agree, no one can be more frustrated than they are. This is what destiny holds in store for you, anything comes as a family pack, all the woes adding up to many more. But surely our very captain practical has a solution to his side's slump. My dear countrymen, just wait for a strong reply!

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Sweet Impact

Creating a blog clearly has a catalytic impact on me........many thoughts surge through this brain of mine which....i thought for a while......was tuned to work at maximum efficiency when it was least put to work......this is afterall...........sweet........saving the best for future......!

Just the break i want!

I cant promise this can be an impressive place to spend your tym on........but i can write the following with a conviction......
No googling to sound too verbose.......
No duplication of thoughts..........
Angel's inferno (as it shall be called) is a second me.......stuff i feel is important to me.......thoughts i feel are better shared.....art i feel is better expressed.........and (there needs to be one)........my pursuit of happiness!