of Terrorists, History classes and the Economic Crisis

April 29, 2009 at 3:07 am (gibberish..)

Terrorism as we know it today has been rising steadily over the past few decades. It has also been continuously and rapidly evolving. During the past decade, the steady and upward growth of the regions where terrorists and their organizations have manifested themselves has made available funds which were hitherto unavailable. Now one has to understand that terrorism at it’s present state requires access to monetary resources and that too big and large amounts of it. This is because terrorism is being nurtured in areas where the global economic growth of the past decade hasn’t had much impact on and where the people have had to become disillusioned to a certain degree. These places have become simmering pots for terrorist activity where terrorists are thriving on providing amenities which the government has been unable to provide and then reasoning/proclaiming/enlightening people in such a way that they are coming to accept the targets of these terrorists as their common enemy and these targets as the very reason for their for their state of being, which is not very good. It doesn’t help that these well-oiled propaganda machines can also kinder flames using religion as dry wood to the already sunny and dry weather that is the quality-of-life of these people. It also doesn’t help that in these times of moral ambiguity, what one perceives as right might be some one else’s wrong and some other culture’s outright sin. A lack of basic cross-cultural understanding by the powers that be is adding to the chaos all around us.

But then came the economic crisis. Yes, it was dreaded by everyone. Though these winds were being felt for the past 1-2 years everyone was expecting the growth engines in the world like China and India would help in keepiing the global automobile running smoothly. As a result of such precarious thinking by all the financial experts and accountants has made a glaring hole in the ship that is USofA which is barely staying afloat but pulling all the economies that have been somewhat dependent on it.

I am a bit ashamed to say that underneath all this I was feeling glad somewhere in the deep reaches of my small little heart. This is because I reasoned with myself that with the global economy in tatters how can the terror mongers get their hands on money with the same amount of freedom of the past few years to run their schools and other amenities that they have been providing to the people who are sheltering them, and I haven’t even talked about the material costs and operational costs and their own personnel costs for running such an organization. Even though this crisis has been hitting out pretty harshly on many people, I believed that this can turn out to be a blessing in disguise and maybe some 10-15 years later we will be studying how this economic crisis will actually make this world a better place to live in by the way of a natural CORRECTION. I have been a very ardent opposer of Murphy for his law which I find is pretty funny. But it is hitting out on me now. What is happening to this world? how come the terrorists have in fact increased the frequency and magnitude of their strikes. There is an old saying whose origin is not what I am sure about, but it goes on something like this, “Just before death, the being appears to be the most liveliest in it”. I am hoping this saying is true and the fact that the terrorists are trying to slowly take over Pakistan and Afghanistan shows that their resources also have become without any sustainable sources.

I do hope you understand the importance of the present times we are living in, in the historical context of our civilization and how we will yet be evolving.


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November 3, 2007 at 3:26 pm (gibber-square-ish, gibberish.., my Finds)

Zombee 1zombee2


Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying…

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What’s in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?

Crowed Dolores of Cranberries fame, a quite long time agoo………………oh gawd,its not that i loved this song or got mesmerized by it………….but yea sure did find it interesting………….anyways the reason for remembering it now is just that it has more than just a passing efernce to zom-bees who have offended by comparing them with bookworms………..i take this opportunity to convey my heartfetlt condolenceees or watever that is πŸ˜‰ …………

Anyways, heres a particularly interesting article that i came across in Times Of India not long back, and would sure love to hear your comments regarding this πŸ™‚

2 Nov 2007, 0003 hrs IST,Vaishnavi Murali ( TOI Editorial )

Zombies. That’s what readers are. They exist in this world but live in a fantasy world, surviving on what others create. Their contribution to society is negative, for while they consume precious resources, they create nothing. The roadside vagabond does more, yet they claim intellectual superiority over all. But if intelligence is the application of information, they’re down there with those other shells of human existence, the TV-addicts, collecting data about everything, but not alive enough to ever apply that knowledge.

That’s probably why they are called bookworms — a parasitical existence, far removed from the ecstasy and agony of the real world.

Decades ago, the only entertainment was reading. If kids were hunched over a book, adults would know they weren’t setting the house on fire or getting into fights. If you wanted to kill a few hours, or expand your mind a little, the only option was hitting the nearest library. While times have changed, attitudes haven’t — received wisdom dictates that the reading habit is good for us. While there are so many entertainment options, which engage all the senses and encourage a person to connect with people worldwide, the lonely man’s need for a book is anachronistic. There’s no place anymore for people who’re lost in their own world. As for education and information, it’s more efficient to trawl the Web than lift a 500-page tome.

While the rest of the world is climbing the Everests of their chosen professions or feeding penguins in Antarctica, the reader slouches in his ratty couch, oblivious to love and conflict, the purple sky on a rainy day and the fireflies that light it up at night. Passive consumers, they bovinely chew on ideas that someone else is busy translating into reality.

Despite their vast knowledge, these antiquated creatures are blind to the difference between serenading your Juliet from under the famous balcony in Verona, and reading about how Romeo did it many years ago. When you sit down to a book, you raise a wall around yourself.

Every minute you spend reading, another brick is added to that wall, till it becomes so high, it’s impossible to get over it. And as the world does one more turn on its axis, you turn the page of your cheap paperback, without even realising that life has just passed you by. How miserable it must be to sit down to read, when you haven’t stood up to live?

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My Absence

October 28, 2007 at 12:36 pm (gibber-square-ish, gibberish..)


Lost in cheap delirium
Searching the neon lights
I move carefully
Sink in the city aquarium
Sing in the key of night
As they’re watching me

Wrapped in silent elegance
Beautifully broken down
As illusions burst
Too late to learn from experience
Too late to wonder how
To finish first.

Take me somewhere we can be alone
Make me somewhere I can call a home
‘Cause lately I’ve been losing my own

……..goes on Tina Dico with her hauntingly beautiful voice……aaah just wonderful to listen to that song “Home” from the album When it Falls released in 2004 by Zero7.

ok folks well about my absence till now………….going to be extended it is…..too busy to think and write now…….Actually too busy to think πŸ˜€
plannin to come back in a fortnight
in the mean-time, do check out some of the wonderful posts that i went thru recently

The Anti-Social


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My Fine-Ding-1

September 17, 2007 at 10:11 am (gibber-square-ish, humor, my Finds)

Definitions not in the dictionary

(From the Jokes Blog)

Search for the answers_1

A person who has stopped growing at both ends and is now growing in the middle.

A place where women curl up and dye.

Someone who is fed up with people.

The only animals you eat before they are born and after they are dead.

A body that keeps minutes and wastes hours.

Mud with the juice squeezed out.

Someone who is usually me-deep in conversation.

Cold Storage.

Cutting money in half without damaging the paper.

An insect that makes you like flies better.

Grape with a sunburn.

Something you tell to one person at a time.

*SKELETON:* A past Job
A bunch of bones with the person scraped off.

The pain that drives you to extraction.

One of the greatest labor saving devices of today.

An honest opinion openly expressed.

Something other people have.
I have character lines!

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My Tym-pas

September 15, 2007 at 5:31 pm (college life, gibberish..)


My mid-sems are gonna start within a day and i m really surprised with this renewed interest in blok-ing.Well neways wish me best-of-luck folks coz i really really need it……

Here’s something which every college goer can relate too πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜›

How to write an assignment in college:

1. Sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a well lit place in front of your computer.
2. Log onto gmail n orkut (be sure to go on away!). Check your scraps n mail.
3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.
4. Walk down to the nescafe kiosk and buy some hot chocolate to cool ur nerves help you concentrate πŸ˜›
5. Check your email@yahoo.
6. Pester a friend to go to grab an iced-tea. Just to get settled down and ready to work.
7. When you get back to your room,read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.
9. Check all your mails just in case. πŸ˜‰
11. Check out the latest in DC++.
13. Chat with one of your old school friends about the future. (ie summer plans).
14. Check your scraps.
15. Listen to some new songz and download some more.
16. Call your friend on the other wing and ask if he’s started writing yet. Exchange derogatory remarks about your prof, the course, IIT’s, the world at large.
17. Check out cricinfo/tennis.com/formula1.com for latest updates.
18. Play some cricket/fifa07/aoe/cs .
19. Call up the same poor friend to see how much he has done, probably haven’t started either.
20. Browse through some of your own albulms and that of your friends @Flickr.
21. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.
22. Check your email and listen to your new songz.
23.Check out the blog for number of hits πŸ˜› and if its reaching zero, hightym u entered another post!!
24. Read over the assignment one more time, just for heck of it.
25. Lie face down on the bed and moan about the academic load in this sem. πŸ˜€
26. Punch the wall and break something.
27. Check your mail.
28. Mumble obscenities.
29. 3am – start hacking on the paper without stopping. 5am -paper is finished.

another scenario:start watching a movie@ 3 after getting frustrated as the paper isn’t completed,next day morning go to class and get inspired from ur friends papers as much as you can πŸ˜› ->with help from someone who read it πŸ™‚

30. Complain to everyone that you didn’t get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.
31. Go to class, hand in paper, and take a nap right under the professor’s nose.

32.Call home in the evening and start rue-ing about how hard you are working this semester πŸ˜› .

Here’s a good find from the net.Might not be true.I’m not gonna contest its veracity but worth a good laugh πŸ˜€ .

funny conversation

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My foe-toe

September 14, 2007 at 10:57 pm (art, gibber-square-ish, history)

The Caretaker’s Star
Another turning point,a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist,directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test,and don’t ask why.
It’s not a question,but a lesson learned in time.
It’s something unpredictable,but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

………crows Billie Joe of Greenday’s fame in the song Good Riddance a.k.a Time of your life.Aaaah…..this is a great song which strikes a chord with everyone in this fast paced world of today where everyday is a new challenge and we just cant sit back and enjoy life .In short this life is really tough on romantics and blessed are those working people who are enjoying their life and their job//\\note that i said “job” and not work.Most of the people who seem to enjoy their jobs{or atleast as much i have noticed and feel} are actually enjoying their work{red alert!!!!A WORKOHOLIC!!!!}That’s my worst fear that i might become one of them :-(………………..

Well guys…. yea….I am back.And no…………i haven’t yet completed freakonomics…. though it’s quite interesting.

Lemme taahk ’bout the guy who’s seriously brooding over matters i have no idea of…….immmediately felt a connexion with it though n i seriously feel that many of u too have felt that…….This dude’s actually a creation of the french sculptor Auguste Rodin,apparently a very popular guy but none of you heard his name ,on which i’ll bet my whole month’s salary{when i get one πŸ˜› }.{praying that its not otherwise}.
Auguste Rodin
The Thinker was made as part of a sculptural group called Gates of Hell along with his other famous works like The Kiss,The Falling Man,The Prodigal Son,The Three Shades.Believe it or not a man of such calibre as Rodin made it his life’s work to complete this project and it reflects in that many of his more famous pieces of art are from this project.

The Gates Of HellThe Bronze Age

The Prodigal SonWalking Man

The Thinker was originally named The Poet as Rodin based his theme on one of the main characters of the epic poem The Divine Comedy depicting Dante himself sitting in front of the gates of hell pondering his great poem.Rodin took inspiration from Michelangelo to represent the Thinker as a heroic figure and so in typical Michelangelo tradition he made it nude.It is also generally felt to characterize the Biblical Adam,the mythological Prometheus and the intellectual thinking part of the sculpture is controversial as it can also be ascribed to emotional tension and an ongoing internal struggle which is consuming a person physically too.
Now the last paragraph has actuall spurned me to write about prometheus and adam too.But lemme hold back for this post and i am sure going to post about them too folks.Hope there is atleast one reader going to look forward for those posts πŸ˜› πŸ˜‰

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My Cow

September 7, 2007 at 12:33 am (gibberish.., humor, my Finds)

Came Across this in a website and found it quite funny πŸ˜€

TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM — You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION — You have two cows. You sell one, and force the
other to produce the milk of four cows. You are surprised when the cow drops dead.

— You have two cows. You go on strike because you
want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION — You have two cows. You redesign them so they
are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You
then create clever cow cartoon images called Cowkimon(tm) and market them

— You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they
live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.

A BRITISH CORPORATION — You have two cows. Both are mad.

— You have two cows, but you don’t know where they
are. You break for lunch.

A RUSSIAN CORPORATION — You have two cows. You count them and learn you
have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count
them again and learn you have 12 cows. You stop counting cows and open another
bottle of vodka.

A SWISS CORPORATION — You have 5000 cows, none of which belong to you.
You charge others for storing them.

— You have two cows. You worship them.

A CHINESE CORPORATION — You have two cows. You have 300 people milking
them. You claim full employment, high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman
who reported the numbers.

AN ARKANSAS CORPORATION — You have two cows. That one on the left is
kinda cute.

ENRON CORPORATION — You have two cows. You sell three of them to your
publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at
the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so
that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights
of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company
secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows
back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight
cows, with an option on one more. Sell one cow to buy a new president of the
United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the
release. The public buys your bull.

— You have 2 cows. You shred all documents that
Enron has any cows, take 2 cows from Enron for payment for consulting the cows,
and attest that Enron has 9 cows.

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My Sequel

September 3, 2007 at 2:10 am (gibber-square-ish)



This article is certified safe for prudes. It is so tame, you could walk right up and poke it in the eye and it wouldn’t fight back. The Censor Board couldn’t give it more than a PG rating, and even China
has no desire to censor it. So just sit your family down in front of
the computer, and bask in the genteel wormth of its nerve-racking humor.

Well you can dig me up a grave
And try and stick me in the ground
Well you can tie me to the bed
And try and beat me half to death
But you can never keep me down

………….goes on Chad Kroeger of Nickelback in “Follow You Home”, the opening track in their 2006 hit album “All the Right Reasons”.Well i am back πŸ˜€ .No, don’t worry ’bout that ir-re-sis-tah-bull itch to unleash my brain-waves all over the plae-sh………..still able tah control it……as of now…….;-)
Hmmmm……….yea also m really interested in blabbering about “Dish ish me’sh shek-und blok” and all that stuff……but i’d rather not…….seen too many of them and their effects on otherwise good human-beings{really!! πŸ˜‰ } well its around 3 in the night or shud i say morning??………..and i can still be caught admiring my monitor in my room{gosh!!whateva that eeez!!}

one thought’s hammering the nutshell out of my skull…….y am i blok-ing?and seriously dude i want to insert another song to explain this….much to the joyous reception of freshly rotten tomatoes frm u ppl πŸ˜›
{sigh/wondering}only if life was a musical………mine would have been a rock performance. πŸ˜‰

n hey yea massu……gawd i’m not just gonna bring ur dead life to habbit but also get it kik-kin-up n running around man ;-).n my limerix sure gonna sweep u of ur feet,hands,head or whateva u r using to stand these days @ VJ πŸ˜€

Just started reading a book “Freakonomics” πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ …..yea yea…know it….name’s funny….
hoping it’ll be a good read……

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My Beginning

August 23, 2007 at 6:23 pm (gibberish..)

Hello World

It’s never been easy for me
To find words to go along, with a melody
But this time there’s actually something, on my mind
So please forgive these few brief awkward lines

………so crooned Hugh Grant in his latest movie Music and Lyrics.Well i just couldn’t get a better opening to my blog than this……tried really hard for one…….n had a few brainwaves too πŸ˜‰ ……..the kind which when played for the first time in the mind couldn’t be nemore stupendous,nemore grandiose,nemore awe-inspiring,nemore poetic n nemore melodius(ohme’sgawd wen’s this gonna end!!!)…..but well that’s the road not taken folks…..for the reader’s sake,for the blogging community’s sake πŸ˜› …….lemme stick to the normal ones for the time being……adios amigos and meet ya soon

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