Have our generation of Indians lost contact with those involved in the Freedom Struggle. Barring a few who made up the coterie of decision makers we don't know any body else. Tis makes it look as if a handful of people took on the British, drove them out gracefully and then declared we are free, set up the constituent assembly, adopt the constitution (Oh! such marvellous words - "we give unto ourselves this constitution...") and whoosh we are independent nation. What about the next gen the Y-gen or Genext or whatever mishmash name you give them. Don't we owe more than a token remembrance to the freedom fighters. I was forwarded a link and boy am I glad. You bet. that link was more to me than a link which points out Panditji' books or something else. It started a thought - who are our freedom fighters??? Who really are they? Where are they? or as Guru Dutt would say "Jinhe Naaz hai Hind, par who kahan hai, Kahan Hai, Kahan hai?????
My Life, my days, my family, my colleagues, my work life minus the technology.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Debt Trap of Microfinancing Institutions in Andhra
Read this article in the Hindu and culled out the webpage. It makes me shudder after reading it. Where is the accountability, interest rates going up to 50% by these so called NGOs are really very usuric in nature. Since when have MFIs become shylocks.
http://www.thehindu.com/2006/04/20/stories/2006042005220900.htm
http://www.thehindu.com/2006/04/20/stories/2006042005220900.htm
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Gargantuan Sculptures
Came across this great link via digg.com
The artist has not had any formal trainging but the details captured are amazing.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/gallery/2005/12/29/GA2005122900888_index_frames.htm?startat=1
The artist has not had any formal trainging but the details captured are amazing.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/gallery/2005/12/29/GA2005122900888_index_frames.htm?startat=1
Where was I Hiding
The last time I blogged was when I created my own. After that did not feel like writing anything. Life was just a blur. Left Banglore for good. Gawd the place makes you feel claustro. Anyway shifted to Pune - a hot day and cool night place in the western ghats of India. Life is now sedate, work is exciting and boring at the same time(sic.) My new bundle of Joy my second nephew is a darling, everyday morning he gives me a beaming smile when I am going of to work and the day just seems to be a beautiful one and problems keep solving themselves.
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