Monday, August 31, 2009

 

Slave Indians


The country’s software industry body Nasscom has proposed a new category of service visas for the US to replace the controversial H-1B visa. The service visa will enable companies to send their employees to the US on work for a certain period and will not lead to immigration or permanent residency.

How does NASCOMM qualify to be an advisor to US government to solve their immigration issues? What contribution can Nasscom boast off till date in the IT space, where it encouraged or helped IT companies or Indians towards innovation and pioneer new technologies in the IT arenas, besides helping IT companies pimp to US for their body requirements, or showcase India as a cheap outsourcing destination?

Most innovations done by Indians are by the ones who have migrated, and many through the slavery route of body shopping Indian companies. Today when IT is synonymous to Indian talent, it is no way any contribution of any bodies like NASCOMM or even the education system. It has been abuse of Indians by Indian companies who have traded Indians to foreign shores, and many of them who have later through their hard work grown professionally, and many who have contributed back to India.

So instead of encouraging more Indians to go overseas and later be a strong Diaspora in foreign lands which would benefit India in the long run, we have bodies like NASCOMM who are now telling foreign companies and countries, we will help you to slave Indians more effectively. You can abuse them, pay them less and even deny them rights to immigrate to your land and earn an honest living.

Many Indian professionals like Doctors and nurses for example, their qualifications in India are note even recognized in countries like UK and US and made to go through the grind of education all over again and then only allowed to practice and many a times under racial discrimination and yet they excel. It is pure hard work and determination to make a better living and offer the next generation a better level of opportunities. So now we have bodies in India who cannot contribute anything to India, trying to crush the Indian talent that makes its way on its own abroad.

In India the HRD ministries is more concerned of how Hindi should be made mandatory across India, or make kids more incompetent by abolishing exams. So with such an approach to education the aim is to see how to make future generations of Indians better idiots. Instead of focusing on education to compete internationally and use of computers for education, we are more concentrating on what languages our kids should learn or how to doctrine them with false history. This way they ensure that future brains will be a drain and there will be no more brain drain, as there would be no brains left.

Many in India if given a choice would migrate from India, as even if they make it in India the quality of life in India sucks. Instead of improving quality of life in India with better infrastructure, education, health, etc. the focus is trying to make life miserable for Indians who are anyways leading hard and a harsh life abroad, and after years of investing hard work in an alien land the basic right they can have to enjoy a better quality of life as a citizen of that country is also tried to be deprived.

So it in not trying to help US to curtail abuse of H1-B, but instead helping US and Indian IT companies to abuse Indians

Sunday, August 16, 2009

 

Shahrukh Can


He gets detained at a US Airport for a couple of hours, and its breaking news, shaking news and freaking news. The dude gets access to contact a political biggie in India and the Indian Embassy in US. After that make a noise of and create more euphoria in the press. Makes phony remarks that he won’t set his foot on American soil after this experience, when reality is actors have no values or national pride, they will set not just their foot but their soul also on any land to make money. If the Film Industry has the gall, they should have decided that no films would be ever be shot in Australia for treatment meted out to Indians, and for this act done to Shahrukh no shoots in US. Drive a strong message, but when in an Industry where each other is trying to pull the other down and bitch about their colleagues in media, what unity can you expect from anyone in such an Industry. Film Industry can be compared to a whore joint, where every whore is looking at only her interest and ensure to get the maximum attention and solicit business at any cost.

Swine Flu becomes secondary to the media, as Shahrukh Khan is detained in some US Airport. Independence Day coverage shared space with Shahrukh’s detention at an Airport for two hours. A day when we should be remembering people who gave us freedom and the soldiers who brave their lives to ensure the continuity of our freedom, we are bombarded with updates of Shahrukh’s detention. The amount of humiliation the Indian community faces worldwide is well known, but how many can like Shahrukh get assistance with one phone call. How many victims of racial abuse did the Indian embassy in Australia visit or even contact? How many politicians in India bother to contact their families in India and offer any moral support? But if the victim is Harbhajan’s cousin it gets media attention. So in my country if I need any assistance or media attention, I have to be an actor, cricketer, politician, business tycoon preferably corrupt, or a criminal, anything but an ordinary Indian. So if I cannot expect anything in India what the hell can I get anything abroad if I am stranded or detained?

Shahrukh feels he was profiled, discriminated and detained because his surname was Khan. He can make a movie ‘My name is Khan’ to show religious and racial profiling in USA, and when it turns on him, it is bad. It is not anywhere near bad to what Indians are facing day in and day out on foreign shores. Shahrukh feels his body guard was denied a visa because his name too was Khan. I have been denied a US visa twice in a span of 14 days and in two countries, a feat that could feature in the Guinness Book of records, now my rejection was not because I was a Khan, but because I was an Indian, period. Now for the rest of my life the stigma would remain of a US visa rejection as they stamp in my passport as not visa rejected, but very cleverly all visa rejections are stamped on the last page, as ‘visa applied on’ date. This is only done for people whose visas are rejected. A know fact to everyone but what has the government done about it, zilch. A foreign country can deface my passport to profile me in future, but I cannot complain.

Now who could I complain too? Who can I make a call too? No one, coz I can’t and Shahrukh can.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

 

Bloody Swine's


H1N1 is hitting everyone. The government is doing what it’s good at doing as always, and that is nothing. Blame the hospital for the first casualty. Then more deaths followed, so now what? Blame all the hospitals in the country. Irony is even a Doctor that fell to the disease and died.


Our honorable health minister Ghulam Nabi Azad, besides besides being a ‘Ghulam’ to Sonia can never make the country ‘Azad’ of this problem. It is a catastrophe which is not being addressed as one. So more deaths will happen, and unfortunately none of the politicians ever die in such circumstance which is sad. Be it be riots, floods, pandemic, epidemic, war, it’s always the innocent common man that dies. Even a terrorist attack on the parliament could not have any of these swine’s eliminated.

Our earlier health minister Health minister Anbumani Ramadoss who had contended that on-screen depiction of smoking was against public interest as people try to imitate their stars' actions and get tempted to take up smoking which is injurious to health. How can one be so confused, where one does not know whether he is a health minister or Censor Board Head? Has banning on screen stopped cigarette consumption in India? Our Union Agriculture and Food Minister Sharad Pawar was recently giving his comments of should the Airline Industry be bailed or not. When there are starvation deaths is his own state he is concerned about what should be done to the Airline Industry or would be busy deciding on cricketing policies. No minister was, is or will be ever bothered about the health of the people. They are only worried about the wealth they can amass.

It is mandatory that any suspect of swine flu symptoms should be reported and diagnosed at a government hospital. Why is it not mandatory for all the politicians and their families to have their health related issues addressed only at government hospitals? Just reminds me of an old story of our former, beloved and late Prime Minister V P Singh who once made a hefty donation to the war fund. From where? London. What's he doing there? Undergoing dialysis. Isn't it available in India? Sure is, and done by competent doctors, too. Who accompanied him to London? His entire family and the Special Protection Group. Where are they staying? At one of the most expensive hotels. What firearms does the SPG use to protect him? As per British law, they were divested of all their weapons at the airport itself. Then how do they propose to protect him? Who paid for the trip and the entourage? The Indian government looks after ex-PMs with tax-payers' money. What's the damage to the exchequer? Nearly Rs 20 million, and how much did Raja V P Singh donate to the war fund, Rs. 50000/-
What does it take to keep our prime minister — and ex-PMs —fit as a fiddle? About 32 doctors, 27 paramedics and seven ambulances round the clock. In monetary terms, about Rs 23 lakhs a month. Besides the PM, six former PMs and Sonia Gandhi, and their kith and kin, are entitled to an unlimited health budget. For example, Rs 15 crores was spent on former PM V P Singh’s treatment in the US and England.

The common man can take comfort that they would be treated by these swine’s, as bloody swine’s.


Sunday, August 09, 2009

 

My baby

I had fathered a child in my heart when I was a child myself. Just the child was conceived many decades’ years later. The conception of the child was during one of my walks to school daily. It was on the street that lived a family who had an infant whose beauty to be ignored, meant you were blind. Such a pretty bundle of joy born into poverty got me questioning the existence of God and I hated God for this, not realizing that in the innocence of my childhood was a message being conveyed to me by God through nature.

Years went by and the image of the child never left me, and I watched this infant grow into a child and even more beautiful. Till later as I grew I realized the message by nature was if I could, I should adopt a child. I used to share this desire with near ones which got treated as a child’s fantasy, like childish ambitions of being an astronaut, with mine being to be an actor one day. It was the good fortune and blessing to have gone later into a Salesian Boarding School (Don Bosco’s Matunga) that my calling in life got stronger, a calling to adopt a child. Don Bosco’s is one institution to whom any amount of gratitude I would try to reciprocate it with would stand incomplete and would be dwarfed to the giant contribution of qualities and values imbibed in me. Many a times some of my actions and deeds in life later could have been a shame to the Institution, but the virtue of getting up and forging ahead was the best education I received. An institution where when other Catholic Schools used to teach religion to Catholics and Moral Science and Civics to non-Catholics, here was an institution that taught everyone Hinduism, Islam and Christianity. Where we made aware that none of us were Christians or Muslims or Hindus by choice, but we were just born into a family that practiced any of these or other religions. So for us to know another’s religion was as important as knowing our own, which ultimately taught the same principles. One of the strong messages that got instilled into me was religion was not about rituals and narration of prayers, but reaching out and doing good which was not just trying to do some act with verbosity of philanthropy and charity, but something that was a part of your daily life. Not just giving a percentage of your income and feeling you did your bit, that’s it. Similarly prayer not being a visit to a Mosque, temple or Church and done away with. Religion as not a visit to a Doctor, where you just get a spiritual check and feel good you appeased God. Like one priest who taught us about Christianity as not following the teachings of Christ, but being Christ like. In all these teachings I guess nature had its way of teaching and honing my instincts which was sowed in me from my childhood.

I knew my wife eight years before marriage. Surprised despite knowing me for so long she still married me. One of the things that I used to share with her was my desire to adopt. She used to laugh it off saying all these things disappear when you are blessed with a child of your own. Till the day we got married and I still remember during our honeymoon mentioning my desire, which she just brushed off. Providence was kind that we were blessed with a boy in the first year of our marriage, and the coincidence of the child born on my birthday, was the best gift my wife could have given me which also absolved her to give me any gifts for the rest of my life. After the child was born my perseverance in adopting a child grew stronger, and my wife’s irritability to my pestering. I was clear that it was my intention and her decision, because I firmly believed that a child needed a mother more than a father. My message to her was simple; I do not intend to have another child unless it is adopted. Me being a single child myself I did not face any big void in my life, besides in my childhood questioning my parents how come there are so many kids in the neighbor’s house and just me at home. So I was happy having one child.

After about two years, one day my wife agreed to adopt a child. Just not able to believe it, I allowed some months to go and seeing her convinced, I was overjoyed. Kicked my job in Europe and was back in India. Everyone thought I was crazy kicking a job and coming to India as it was just after 9/11 and job markets were bad especially in IT. Determined to have the child I was back home and within a couple of months after landing in a job, the formalities were initiated. I never ever thought that adopting a baby in India would be such an arduous, tedious and painful affair. I used to joking tell people that it was easier making a baby than adopting one. Had reached a point where we decided to give up, till we were shown a baby that was temporarily shortlisted for us. My emotions choked me when I saw the child and all I could ask the Nun was whether they knew when this child was born, and was told that the child was delivered in the Orphanage itself and the date of birth when revealed, my wife and I froze and was dumfounded. The child was born on the same birthday as my son and I. There was no second thought, as we were decided, that come what may, and this gift from God comes home at any cost. She was just 4 months when we saw her and then followed three months of difficult process of formalities which now never seemed a pain but more of a mission to be achieved. She was home when she seven months, and then was the final legal process that took three years to complete, as only Hindus are given the title of parents. All other communities are given the title of ‘legal guardians’, which I was surprised as I thought we lived in a secular country. I was ready to even become a Hindu if need be, should so I not get the title of parent. However after three long years the high court granted us the title of parents and she got equal rights as that of my biological son.

Soon she will be seven years old, from the seven month old babe who we brought home, and people who come think my son is adopted as she rocks the house. Can never thank my son enough who exercises all his patience and never hits back when she sits on his head, as she can be a handful. The love that she fills the house with is something that cannot be expressed. We are now clocking the calendar for August 2010 where she would be India’s youngest girl child black belt, at the age of eight and globally in the art form of martial art she is pursuing.

Despite the disciplinarian I am, she proudly tells people “I am Papa’s baby”……. Yes she is my baby.

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