Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The first day of the PGP Program

Blogging in the unearthly hours is real fun, especially when some fizzy drink and some cookies are there to provide you with some company. The first day of the PGP program started in the morning and I am just 2 hrs from being awake for 24hrs. The day took me across many interesting facets of life. To hear some of eminent speakers here and to try and understand their perspective of looking forward to our economy and socio economic development is something I have longed for these many years. The awesome performance came from Shashank Subramaniam, a reknowned flautist, who almost swept us completely with his mellifluous and soul stirring percussionist flair. Well, for us the day started at night. Meeting up with the seniors here at IIMB was an amazing experience. It surely tells you the standards that have been set by the seniors here and the expectations from us to live up to it.

Welcome !!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Isn't it Ironical?

It's been a few days since I have been bitten by this so called Facebook bug. Not so long ago, when I didn't have a call from IIM B, I was too reluctant to log into FB and check the happennings there. Was there a way I could have escaped the clutches of modern day social networking contagion? No, I believe, but you don't want to be left behind either. So it has been my sincere, reluctant yet dedicated effort to at least give my profile page a visit daily. And now I have started enjoying some of the links and messages being posted there. One such status that I read was, "We live in a country where pizza gets delivered before the police." Later on I found that it has been picked up from some online source with due credit to the original author, I believe. I then had this eagerness to write more on this State of Affairs of our nation.

Isn't it ironical ?
I read the news about children dying of hunger and politicians blaming the monsoon for lack of food
When millions of tons of foodgrains are getting wasted in our granaries.

Isn't it ironical ?
I see the street dweller divide his only bread amongst his children and go hungry himself
When the glass pane of the luxury car's window is rolled down and food is disposed away in the dustbin for the dogs to eat.

Isn't it ironical ?
I and my friends talk big things about poverty alleviation and the importance of food
When we order our food and without any remorse throw away the extra food that we ordered.

Isn't it ironical ?
I read about the ultra luxurious wards in private hospital where people book a place for medical excuses
When a government hospital is in complete shambles without anyone to attend to the dying patients.

Isn't it ironical ?
I read aplenty about the entrepreneurs who have shaped our country and their achievements
When I find only a few of the youngsters even willing to go that way

Isn't it ironical ?
I go on a shopping spree and spend 10k on a set of clothes
When I find a person happily telling his fellow commuter how he plans to manage a family of six with his 4k income

Isn't it ironical ?
I see my food home delievered any time of the day
When the guy who delivers my food waits till the night to have the food by the street side for a few bucks.

Isn't it ironical ?
I see and read about hundreds of children dying for they cannot afford food for even a single time a day
When I see thousands of obese people wasting another thousands on the gym to bring down their weight

Isn't it ironical ?
I sit in the air conditioned confines of my car and discuss how fast my city is developing
When I see hundreds hanging out in the bus, holding on their breath and stampeding to get to their destination

Isn't it ironical ?
I blame each and every political outfit just before elections for the shoddy performance they put up
When I, for myself, don't bother what I do for the society

Isn't it ironical ?
I read each day about the property rates shooting up
When the value of human lives are falling at a much faster rate

Isn't it ironical ?
I speak about creating millions of dollars from a new business plan
When I do not understand the value of a single rupee

I don't think this world is too complicated to live in. If there is any complexity in this world and the way it runs it has been introduced by us. At times I wonder, can't we make our living a bit simpler so that at least no one sleeps without food, a roof under the head or a blanket to protect from cold weather. I am not an advocate of socialism because my belief in capitalism is far deep entrenched. I am a firm believer in entrepreneurial skills and I think that is the only way to take our country forward.

Instead of hunting a million dollar job, I shall rather create an avenue for hundred others to earn and make a living.