Life Trash

When India became a democratic country and every body got this birth right to speak anything that was on thier minds the forefathers didnot realise that beyond a certain extent whatever is said will be crap! That is what i think is happening to people in NGOs today. They make a hue and cry over any darned thing that doesnt fit into their fantasy world. It starts with just a plain cribbing over a particular issue about which they cant do anything actually that can be called concrete! Then from their they issue orders to subordinates to collect info on the same so that they can pour over it and waste taxpayers money in various un imaginable forms. Finaly the government is coaxed to give a bit of attention the buckets of crap that is put infront of it by these NGOs and pass an line them in queue for potential discussion of mitigation of the crap especially since of these people of come out as the front line guards for environment conservation. Take the forest right act of 2007. Opposition...

The experienced hot shot : climate change is essential! Its going to ruin the entire future! (AND MY STOCK EXCHANGE MONEY) The lowly subordinate : yeah sure sir you bet we agree on that-climate change is going to have a diverse impact on livelihoods. The experienced hot shot : (irritated) ah well do whatever you were asked to do this morning and don’t forget to book my flight by business class and don’t forget to mention that airconditioned luxury car in our UNDP budget for climate change project. The lowly subordinate : Well if I may ask……why do ‘we’ want an AC car sir? The experienced hot shot : arrrrrrrrrrrrrrh growls, scowls and many ageing frowns later—have you ever understood the term; using for future investment {from a funder’s money}? Do you want to take that expense of the Mercedes C class from your salary? The lowly subordinate: ah well! (Gulp) now that you have made crystal clear I don’t think Sir there is anything left in the grey area but d...

This year Mahashivratri- the most famous hindu festival that involves praising the Lord of Death- Lord Shiva, was different for me. Unlike most of the past years where I used to sit at home enjoy the holiday from school or work this year I celebrated it by doing something which was not entirely expected even by my great grandmother had she been alive today or by many other devotees or even my mom who pestered me to offer atleast milk to the great divine. In contrast and oblivious to her demands I was forced to join my office team and a truck load of some 80 volunteers from all walks of life at Borivalli national park or what some of you might know it as the Sanjay Gandhi national park –the Lungs of the polluted Mumbai city. Spread over 8 kms this beautiful national park is home to the shy leopard who loves to dine on humans every now and then but does it an a way that puts its life in danger as humans have this habit of poisoning every potential species which it sees as thr...