why Gandhiji is the father of our nation

well it is a well known fact that Gandhiji is considered to be the father of our nation , but really i bet not many a lot about . i would like people to know more about him . click here to know about the man who gave taught us to walk...

nation is ours

Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance. Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours. YOU say that our government is inefficient. YOU say that our laws are too old. YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage. YOU say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke, The airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination. YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits. YOU say, say and say. What do YOU do about it? Take a person on his way to Singapore. Give him a name - YOURS. Give him a face - OURS. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores. YOU are as proud of their Underground Links as they are. You pay $5 (approx. Rs.60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim Causeway or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM. YOU comeback to the Parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity. In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai. YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah. YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Rs.650) a month to, "see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else." YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, "Jaanta hai sala main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost." YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand. Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo? Why don't YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston? We are still talking of the same YOU. YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. You who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If you ca n be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India? Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commissioner of Bombay, Mr.Tinaikar, had a point to make. "Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place," he said. "And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels? In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan. Will the Indian citizen do that here?" He's right. We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility. We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick a up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin. We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms. We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity. This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public. When it comes to burning social issues like those related to women, dowry, girl child and others, we make loud drawing room Protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? "It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my sons' rights to a dowry." So who's going to change the system? What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbors, other households, other cities, other communities and the government. But definitely not me and YOU. When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr. Clean to come along & work miracles for us wi th a majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away. Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to England. When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country. Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money. Dear Indians, The article is highly thought inductive, calls for a great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too....I am echoing J.F.Kennedy's words to his fellow Americans to relate to Indians..... "ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE

TODAY"

happy new year

happy new year to all , ya a bit late to wish you all but i had my selection exams as soon as the year started , so big time crisis . my hons. papers ended today so i was kinda really pissed of coz we had 4 hons. papers in 4 days so no time to even breath , ofcourse the reason being i am the study the day before the exam kinda guy . so you understand how it was . well so finally i came online and nothing new really that interested me so finally the magical a.r.rehman came to my rescue with his songs from rang de basanti. i specially liked the one that i have also posted for you all . by the way may you all have a very good year ahead.

magic of a.r. rehman

Rang De Basanti mp3 songs download

Movie Name : Rang De Basanti
Genre: Original Sound Track (Motion Picture)
Released: Dec. 2005
Director: Rakeysh Mehra
Producer: UTV Motion Pictures
Cast: Amir Khan, Soha Ali Khan, Alice Payton, Sharman Joshi, Madhavan, Atul Kulkarni, Om Puri, Waheeda Rehman
Music: A.R. Rahman

08 - Luka Chuppi

Luka Chuppi

Lata Luka Chuppi bahut huyi saamne aa ja naa Kahan kahan dhoondha tujhe thak gayi hai ab teri maa Aaja saanjh hui mujhe teri fikar Dhundhla gayi dekh meri nazar aa ja na (2) A. R. Rahman Kya bataoon maa kahan hoon main Yahan udney ko mere khula aasmaan hai Tere kisson jaisa bhola salona jahan hain yahan sapno vala Meri patang ho befikar udd rahi hai maa Dor koi loote nahin beech se kaate na Lata Aaja saanjh hui mujhe teri fikar Dhundhla gayi dekh meri nazar aa ja na Lata Teri raah takey aankhiyaan jaane kaisa kaisa hoye jiyaa (2) Dhire dhire aangan utre andhera, mera deep kahan Dhalke suraj kare ishara chanda tu hai kahan Mere chanda tu hai kahan Luka Chuppi bahut huyi saamne aa ja naa Kahan kahan dhoondha tujhe thak gayi hai ab teri maa Aaja saanjh hui mujhe teri fikar Dhundhla gayi dekh meri nazar aa ja na (2) A. R. Rahman kaise tujhko dikhaun yahaan hai kya Maine jharne se paani maa tod ke piya hai Guchcha guchcha kai khwabon ka uchal ke chuwa hai Chaaya liya bhali dhoop yahaan hai Naya naya sa hai roop yahan Yahaan sab kuch hai maa phir bhi lage bin tere mujhko akela Lata Aaja saanjh hui mujhe teri fikar Dhundhla gayi dekh meri nazar aa ja na (3)

merry christmas to you all

It's Christmastime
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime

But say a prayer

Pray for the other ones
At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging
chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you

And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life
(Oooh) Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

Feed the world
Feed the world

Feed the world

Let them know it's Christmastime again

Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again

hey i just realised that am growin-up.

well i am alive and kickng , though just a little busy . well my cousins marriage , you see . so i am quite bussy because every day for the last one week i have been getting out of the house at 9 am and coming back at 10 pm. well actually it is the first guy who is being married in our generation. and so there is a whole lotta fuzz around and everybody is really pumped up about the marriage . ofcourse it is the first marriage that i am actually a part as the other ones were when i was very small and even the cousins getting married were too older to me so i had never mingled with them so much . this is the first marriage in 9 years and now the marriage is tommrow that is 9 dec.
well having said all that i have been very excited about the marriage . today everyone is buzy in preparing for the marriage and i am here blogging , seems starange for a guy who didnt blog for about a fortnight . well actually it feels strange today . you know i suddenly feel grown-up. in the past one year i have developed this idology that the difference between growing up and being a child is the way we see life. as a child we always feel that there is an infinite amount of time and every thing will be as it seems. whereas as gronup we know that changes are bound to come . and today when i realised that my brother with whom we all had a fun time is going to be married i do certainly feel a bit akward . like i now feel that ok hey things have to change , people have to move on . we cant stay kid for ever , we have to move ahead with life. we will now have a new member in our house, our bhabhi(sister in law) . she will be a part of our everyday life . she will be just like all cousins and aunts and everyone else who will be a part of our family . i never thought about all these and just today i realise that all that is happening is actually gonna change everybodys life . till date all i thought was that marriag€ is c€rtainly a v€ry big occassion in on€s lif€ but could n€v€r associat€ its importanc€ in on€s lif€ . today i f€€l much mor€ about th€ importanc€ of th€ occasion . w€ll i always f€lt that i f€€l th€ way oth€rs think about anything . so i am just thinkng about th€ fact that €v€n oth€rs hav€ gon€ through it and that is why i and €v€ryon€ has par€nts and famili€s so i hav€ to think lik€ grown-ups . .

well kal kaa plan

well anyone of u who are interested in cricket well tomorow is a match in eden gardens between india and south africa
and ofcourse i will be witnessing an indian triumph. ya dont worry our boys dont need to worry we the spectators will anyways cheer them to victory.
ok so i am getting all geared up for tommrow.. he he he.

chnage of season

well change of seasons is something that is considered to be a slow and continual process , but sometimes it happens to just surprise us. just 5 days back is suddenly woke up to find that as soon as i opened the door of my room cold air just rushed into my room , but it couldnt have been winter it is just the first week of november and diwali had just passed . but then in this fast changing world nothing remains as it is. ok i shud not be gettng into that . well right now in the city of joy it is getting quite chilly . yeah everyone after the festive season is just chilled out. well as in most of the tropic countries the winters are very much awaited . but for me i dunno it is ok special but i dunno y it is so and what happens to me during these months. like i dunno but i seem to be living in my own world and there is a kindof emotional upsurge while anything i do , it is one time of the year when i just feel like listening to all those ballads of the yesteryears , and all those faces come before my eye upon home i had felt that i had a crush on. and i dunno but i seem to be lost . i dont feel like sleeping in the night and dont wanna wake up in the morning . and then there are times when all of a sudden i dont feel like talking to anyone even when everyone wants my company . and then again there r time time i wish i could talk to someone , i dunno about what, when i si alone. winters always puzzle my brain up . i wanna ask someone y??

diwali the festival of light

the puja in our house

diwali greetings to u all

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happy diwali to you all

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