Sunday, January 18, 2009

"Secular India"- an oxymoron

Well, today, I am about to share with you, a story; a story which had a profound effect on my image of India and its self proclaimed, so called Secularism. And you know what the best part of this story is- its not from India.

I know what you are thinking - we're in for another history lesson. Well, in that case, you can give it a pass. Whatever we are today, we are because of our culture, good or bad, we’ll have to take it as a tablet, the consequences of taking it- we do not know, reason being that half the drugs in India are fake.

Every story has a hero – this one has archeological engineering as the protagonist. The story takes us to Egypt – to the ABU SIMBEL temples- massive rock temples in Egypt on the Lake Nasser. As the Taj Mahal has Shah Jahan and Mumtaz, Abu Simbel had Pharaoh Ramsses II and Queen Nefertari. And as a villain , we have the Aswan High Dam.

A time came when the southernmost relics of this human civilization were under threat from the rising waters of Nile that were about to result from the construction of the Aswan High Dam. The salvage of the Abu Simbel temples began in 1964, and cost some USD $40 million. Between 1964 and 1968, the entire site was cut into large blocks , dismantled and reassembled in a new location . Some structures were even saved from under the waters of Lake Nasser. Today, thousands of tourists visit the temples daily. Guarded convoys of buses and cars depart twice a day from Aswan, the nearest city. Many visitors also arrive by plane, at an airfield that was specially constructed for the temple complex.

I read the above paragraph in a reading comprehension in a mock cat conducted by my institute. I looked back and thought about the feat which the Egyptians had accomplished. I did a bit of research and found out that these temples were actually belonging to Nubians and not Egyptians. But still – they preserved it.

They justified it by saying that it was a part of their culture. So they HAD to preserve it.

And We Indians demolished a mosque – The Babri Masjid.

And we call ourselves secular.

Here lies an example of sheer contrast, where a country strives to preserve a piece of stone as it a part of its culture, and another, which strives to destroy its culture behind the monstrous visage of Secularism.

The image of the burning Babri Masjid reigns supreme in every Indian. We are abashed, yet helpless. Every time there is a terror attack on India, it is justified on the grounds of the Babri Masjid. This is indeed the sorry state of our country. This is the real India. And as long as we don’t make an attempt to preserve what is ours, we will forever be called a Land of snake charmers.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

A belated New Year wish!

I often tell people back home that Bhubaneswar has just three seasons- hot, hotter and hottest. It was December and ‘hot’ was on. I got back from Jamshedpur (my hometown) on the 26th of December through an overnight journey and the transition of weather could be felt halfway into the journey itself.

I like Bhubaneswar. Its clean, well maintained, green and has wide roads- a prerequisite if you love bikes the way I do. It was my first New Year Celebration out of Jamshedpur.

And as I just kick started the “New Year” topic, I am coaxed into looking back at 2008. The year has been in the shape of a sine wave, replete with a beginning of highs and a somewhat lull phase towards the end. The positives- I got placed, I maintained my gpa, I studied hard for MBA entrance exams, and yeah - I thought that I had found love(metaphorically), but then realised that it was a mere infatuation. Also, my brother got married – which was the best thing that happened last year.

But it was also not without its lows- I suffered from jaundice, I could not ace cat the way I expected to, well thats it- no more things to regret.I learnt a lot in 2008 but I doubt I became wiser. I think I can take a lot of positives out of last year and hope to build on them in future.

So, 2009 is not without resolutions. And before you think that this is just another quintessential post on New Year resolutions, then in the words of Bart Simpson – “Eat My Shorts!”. So here goes.

Firstly, the things I’ve learnt in 2008.

- If you think you can, you can. If you think you can’t, you’re right.

- Having an ego is the exact opposite of showing that you have an ego.

- Love is Comfort and I like being comfortable[:)]. Infatuation is unlike love. You never "feel" it.(update- 04.04.09)

- The universe doesn't care about you. And nothing's more benevolent than that. Stop expecting sympathy/support from other people. Rely on yourself.

- Creativity isn't something you are born with. You acquire it through observation and imitation.

- My instincts are my best guides, and nothing is more powerful than dedicating them towards something. I will not suppress my instincts.

- If I work hard now, I can relax later. If I relax now, I’ll have to work hard later.

- I must care about people who care about me.

What I plan to do in 2009:

- Get into a decent B school. (update(04.04.09) - IMT- G - waitlisted :( )

- Always have a plan B ready.(update(04.04.09) - hmm...donno if I have to.)

- Enjoy every moment in college I bid adieu to KIIT.(update(04.04.09) - consider this done)

- Be a bit more sensible when it comes to love ( update(04.04.09) : I am living up to this resolution.)

A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL…

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

WHY LET HIM SING?

Why let HIM sing??

Hello people….

So why DOES HIMesh Reshamiya want to sing?? For all those who have NOT heard him sing (a very, very lucky group of people) this is just another satire on some celebrity. But for those who have heard the scratchy, croaked and often disdainful voice of the prodigy with a nasal twang, I am sooooooooo sorry, but just like and me and many others, your expectancy has gone down just another notch….

He perpetually stormed into the music world with his songs in 'Aashiq Banaya Apne' and had tarnished many a paint on tarmacs of the music world. But the problem is the he refuses go away with it. And what more his nasal stretch is often so long that it doesn't stop until the listener's cheeks burn with the silent imputation of parsimony that he has to bear (seldom hear ) it all. The irony is that this prodigy has never spurned his back on singing in spite of repeated pleadings, requests and innumerable death letters. Reader's note: I myself have been involved in giving structure to four different plots to modify his vocal cords..

1.With a group of Indian militants who believe he is the chief cause of Indo-Pak terrorism.

2. With the tribals of a village in Gujrat who claim that whoever sings his songs on a full moon night, he dies….or is metamorphosized into a werewolf.

3.With Anu Malik and Bappi Lahiri, who had immovable confidence that they sing zillion times better than him. ( Cmon, I needed supporters).

4.And finally, with President Bush(HIS MAJESTY), who claims that Himesh has a complex diazo compound in his vocal cords which is a component of the deadliest nuclear missile ever made. Hail President Bush….Kudos to you…

Of the afore mentioned, I am closest to President Bush to whom I owe an apology, Himesh Reshamiya is but an Indian.

Coming to his so called achievements, he won the award for best singer and best music director in the Filmfare awards and the MTV Asia awards….

Gosh!!! Though it's nothing new with film fare, but how could MTV stoop so low???

Even our very own Pratik can sing better than him.(I doubt he’ll agree).

Though our very own Anu Malik comes next: zero talent but loved by EVERYBODY.

Now coming to his appearance, glittering in his shervani and his black cap with the mike inclined to him at an obtuse angle, he looks insidious. Even worse than his sickening, blood curdling voice, are his unobtrusive, lame and baseless videos…

Every artist has his own statement to make and he does so with the help of his videos.

But how can one even tolerate the lyrics which go like: " I love you Sayyonee…koi shaq ..Whassup"…. Through this Himesh proudly shows his mental capacity (which is that of a two year old) and lives upto it in his video.

And as if that were not enough, the moron decided to act. No wonder the extra zzz in his movie Karzzzzzzz are justified- not that I watched it, but that’s beside the point.

His breakthroughs are not only limited to the world of music but he has made even the doctors' victim to his songs….The perpetual question being: through which part of his body does he breathe while he is singing??

And finally, if you know Himesh Reshamiya, please get him to read this so that we can live happily ever after……Amen!!!

Cheers ,

Ankit Gaurav Bhardwaj

bonjour

Hi all,

Welcome to my blog- The Halcyon Years. I hope it meets your expectations (touché if you have none). So this is what, in formal jargon, known as the ice breaker .

So let me tell you what this blog is going to be. You can expect fair criticism, biased criticism, yearbook flashbacks, love letters, past crushes( followed by my poor conversion rate), confessions, my true “loue” , pol-khols, grueling slangs, beeped reports(innumerable asterisks), Anushka Sharma,MTV, gossips, opinions, photo sessions,  movies, cricket, comments on over smart assholes who can’t understand this blog, underachievers who think they own the world (its time to give you people what you deserve) ;and just about everything under the sun.

I’ll try to keep it simple but intriguing, innocent but malicious, dark but humorous and at last- not completely but mostly true.

So, useless as it may sound, I hope this blog may be an eye opener for some particular people, a platform for introspection among others. Oh please! Iam not your guidance counselor- Get a life! Will you.

Have a great time!

Ciao