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Wednesday, November 12, 2014

I believe "Technology can prevent corruption"..Do you..??



I was standing in the queue and guy came said " Nahin hoga Sahib, bolo toh mei karwa doon"..I didnt pay heed to him. Day 2, I was again waiting for my turn till someone came from behind and he uttered same words to the one standing in front of me. Cut to day 3, the scene was no different I was again waiting in queue but the day was different bcoz I thought I will not return empty handed as I was about to be receive service of a public authority. End of day I was agonizingly close but the story was same. I was low and tired as it all happened in scorching heat of May’2007. That day I decided tomorrow will be different. Day 4 was different indeed. I finally had my driving license but it cost me Rs. 2000 more that I had to pay to the tout who offered me his services since Day 1.  This was my first encounter with the ubiquitous corruption we face today. Welcome everyone..!!

It is better to try and plug the leak in a sinking boat rather than to keep the bailing water especially if the hole is getting bigger. It is wiser to root out the cause instead of dealing with the symptoms. Last lines are best suited to problem of corruption that our country faces today. The daily exposes and the cry to act against the alleged culprits only tells us how grave the problem has become. No doubt punishing the guilty is at best “BAND AID SOLUTION” but given the risk reward ratio, one set of offenders will be replaced by another. With the possibility of being caught is small the possibility of being convicted is even smaller. In a way, we can say that there is little deterrence and gains are huge. The same individuals are involved in associations with corporate houses and firms which blow the trumpet of being socially responsible by acts of CSR, corporate governance etc. Exposing these individuals through “Name-Shame Approach” only act as fodder material for our media.

There is no singular solution to the problem of corruption. The ANNA movement last year apparently proved to be mass gatherer and showed that people are grasping for air to come over the problem of corruption but the light to get out of this is still in labyrinth. The bills such as LOKPAL can best be seen amongst an array of tools available to us to tackle the issue. The growing call for immediate action among our countrymen for justice can seen as perfect breeding ground for Fascism. The situation can prove to be more grave given the lynch mob mentality prevailing among masses  which gets amplified by our media, which now a day’s carries its own jury during its prime time shows. Off course we have RTI and whistle blower policies  but they are only part of the solution and not the solution.

When everything looks so gloomy, I believe “technology” can be seen as a respite and can save the day for all of us. Given the fact that no two days are similar in world of technology when innovation gets tagged with it, technology can be seen as something unprecedented in tackling corruption. For instance, a common database connected to multiple servers can propagate transparency and competition. Computerization of land records is an standing example of the same. Corruption in government schemes such as MNREGA can be tackled with introduction of AADHAR databases for transfer of funds to beneficiary. This can take care of problem of GHOST-BENEFICIARIES prevalent these days. Similarly, linking AADHAR database with PDS and government databases can prevent misuse. The recent initiative of short tenured Delhi government, under leadership of AAP party, of using mobile phone for tackling corruption was a potent move to demonstrate other use of mobile phones apart from communicating. SPY PEN being used these days is another example.

The problem of corruption is pervasive across the globe and technology has turned to be potent tool everywhere. Take Indonesia, for example, where under Urban Poverty Programme the government has harnessed Internet and Mobile technology to enhance project monitoring, transparency and effectiveness. Similarly, in Philippines, government has started “online public tipoff programme “to get hold of all the tax evaders and smugglers of the country.
New Innovation in technology, as I have said earlier, can prove to be more lethal in its stance against corruption. For instance, World Bank is coming up with new next generation software to detect red flags indicating fraud, corruption and collusion in public procurements. Similarly, new technologies are also being developed which would allow consumer to determine whether the drug they are about to buy is counterfeit or not.  

Last week, which had theme of “Combating Corruption-Technology as an enabler”, or honorable President and Prime Minister emphasized on the importance of technology in our acts against corruption.

In the end, I will leave you guys with this” It is said that Integrity is how you act when no one watching”. Lemme just give a twist to it. I would say with power of technology we all can watch to varying degrees 24X7. Technology gives real sense to transparency and accountability. It can be a strategic tool to plug the leak instead of continuing bailing out the water.

I am about to sail in my bike and lemme jus make use of license where it all started. I might have belabored too much but that’s one of my ways to do justice to the name of the blog.

Love       
                                                                                                                      
Sid




Monday, February 20, 2012

Red rule$ d world....

Every connotation of the word “Red” had special significance in our world history and it continues to be so today as well. Red has always been taken as synonymous to love. Red Heart, Red Roses, the world turns red as valentine day approaches. But this is something which happens in the month of February as it is considered as month of love and people welcome it with both hands.

Sad enough, these days red is present across the whole year and contrarily, this connotation of red is something most people don’t appreciate. People across the globe unwillingly witness the gory floor of their fellow countrymen for one reason or another. This “red” in the world is byproduct of intentions of few bad ambassadors of humanity who deliberately, to meet their objective, give birth to it. Whether it is everlasting war between Israel and Palestine over Gaza strip or matter of our own Kashmir and Assam which are infected by terrorism or mass events which had some positive intentions behind them like the latest one of Tahrir Square or recent turmoil in Libya, these are all global occurrences and all these have red associated with them, which is irony of our times.

The worst part is people have started paying heed to methods which propagate this red which might end up consuming humanity itself. The notorious invasion of America in Iraq in quest of their weapon of mass destructions, which actually were not there, is very contemporary example of it.

It is in betterment of this planet that we start promoting red the way likes of Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr. did else it will be too hard for each one of us to see positives of the “other red”.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Fatuity by/of Fashion.........

Biba.,.Meena Bazaar, Madame , Victoria Secret.,,n d list goes on....There is something unique about the list I just quoted....

Hmmmm..u got it rite..these r some female fashion Brands....which usually find a place in women conversation...

This isnt strange for me .becoz i have been noticing this frm quite sometym n thus decided to pour it here...

Many times intentionally or unintentionally i have been a quite listener of female conversations n dere is something singular everytym time they converse...they talk abt latest fashion trends...to various extend...carrying on from duppatas ..to lengas...with latest work on them to sarees...n females suits ........... (don’t knw a proper word for female suit..!!...but nevertheless it is pretty interestng topic to discuss..for them...)… .. price do come into picture but thats secondary ...bcoz thats sumthing dere hubbies n BF take care of...poor guys..!......i know women reading this blog would say what does the other sex do interesting but being a MACHO I feel... discussing politics,...latest gadgets..,,.terrorism ...cricket strategies....n other vibrant topics ...does make some sense...but to me women folk discus FASHION ..wid.. more frequency then it actually changes....I believe they shud talk abt latest fitness regimes....indian women need it most...with only 35% FFF available in the country....thats can be win-win for them..they can be chatty n cogent. .both .@ same tym in their conversations....( FFF stands for- female fitness freakism ..an abbreviated term for a concept.. .I just developed while writing ths blog....)..

This is just not limited to apparels...this even ranges from nail paints to sandals to the print of sarees n everything pertaining female fashion............People believe that likes of Rohit Bal , Neeta Lulla , Manish Malhotra.... (n all other so called brigadiers and colonel of Fashion Brigade) are doing fabulous job with their so called westrn n ethnic designs...........( well..I would prefer watchng a MITHUN's " C " grade movie, than watching their fashion shows which displays utter plagiarism of ideas from CHANEL or D SQUARE oR GUCCI ).................... but women across d globe deserve a special applause for going insane ( just saw it hapPening in Meena Bazaar @ Rajouri Garden...) and making these fruitless endeavours , of people who are perfect blueprint of imbecility, a HIT.......i seriously believe that the fashion industry is surviving infact booming just becoz of these acts.................

May be some day v might c funds being allocated from the Fashion fraternity......which would b seen as a token of recognition of role women play..n as something that would act as a palliative for the womanhood.....who knows...but one thing is for sure fashion is bcoz of women n not vice versa........

Love

Sid

Friday, April 16, 2010

Intro to Identity............




I was born on 8 July,1986 in a renowned hospital in the capital, New Delhi, to a huge Sharma Family, But it was only 220 km (approx) away from ma birth place, i realized the importance the word Indian in ma identity....I knew it from the moment i gain senses ( Thanks to ma school teachers ) but the meaning found me or say I found meaning some 23 year and some days later......

Guys, this blog is one of ma feeble efforts to pour down ma emotions and perceptions during ma visit to one of the most happening borders of india ( in every term ) ... The WAGAH Border.....

The Wagah check-point is about mid-way between the cities of Lahore in Pakistan and Amritsar in India, each about 25 kilometers away, on the only road link between the two neighbors. Here the border is marked in white as it cuts across the historic Grand Trunk Road (GTR). There two flag posts are located contiguous to the boundary line between the two gates of the respective countries at the Wagah.

Well. people say when u r in Amritsar then there are 3 places u got to visit.....The Golden temple, the Jallianwalla Bagh where the British Brigadier Dyer in 1919 massacred unarmed Indians ---and the Wagah border. Fortunately i visited all 3 places.....Lets not digress...back to Wagah now...

This was my first visit ever so I was unaware of the offerings which I was about to relish....
We heard a lot about the happenings that takes place every evening there,,, so were making every effort to reach dere as early as possible...

D moment we got down off the vehicle we were welcomed by scorching heat ....aggravating the pain everyone took to reach dere...But Surprise.... Surprise..!! ........guess what....we would have been rite ....had we been alone....but there were some 125 more in front of us.....and more than 100 behind us ....dying to get themselves queued up...just to have a.... BETTER DISPLAY OF THE SHOW....n these people were crazy....

i have never been to any border of India so...didn't know what it takes to stand few metres behind a line beyond which...it would have been a tough call to introduce myself.....

Guys....all i can say is whatever I felt was and still is truly ineffable....it was a never before feeling ....an adrenaline rush just blew over ma body....n ofcourse was admirable too.....
More than 6 feet tall guys at the entrance with Hugh moustaches...(reminding me of ravana in ram lilas...).....of course they are being paid for such a devil look ( i am referring to moustache allowance ...)....were there for security.. along with a guy who was urging beautiful indian women to show how agile they are...,, by making them run to the last point possible before the INDO-PAK border..with indian flag in their hands....( dunno if he was trying to vilify the pakistanis by displaying how euphoric we are every evening or probably (as per me).. he was making d Pakis...know how ravishing and pulchritude d indian beauty is ,,,which is supple and savvy at d same tym... .Mind U..!! I am equal fan of the pak beauty or ne beauty of the planet..for that matter)...

On the contrary there was nothing much happening on the other side.... which was disappointing..n a setback for everyone around me.( for me atleast ..).....n this whole show was giving a sort of patriotic feeling to everyone there with indian ( Desh bhakti ) songs..playing in the background ..which later on served as perfect appetizer for dance for the viewers....

As the climax approached ...Soldiers kicked their legs in the air as if in a slapstick comedy. Spurred on by shouts from the crowd. Chants and cheers rose up as people ran out of their pants...they now reached the height of chauvinism..

But somewhere , I was not liking it...I mean this was surely something new for me....this was not a deja vu...i dont know when did this got to me...but we are doing this every evening..such an ostentatious display of the ceremony... where people flock in huge numbers to see javan who is merely doing his duty...n we all gather there just to see how they do it .... It will be nothing short of having around 250 people gathered around ma workstn..all eagerly waiting to see how I will be doing ma daily routine job @ ma office...for a moment...I thought a show was going on...Sad..!!


Some say we find pride by viewing such an event ...Jesus..!!..is this the way we find pride..n wat happens when we get back...

I wont say its a Wake up call for me .neither for me...nor for anyone who has gone there.or will g0 there ....we all know in our conscience what is rite n wats not....whats gonna help the nation...what can deprive it..Its all our call to deal wid this...But plz..plz I am urging all those whom I met there n to all those have such a mentality...who take such a trip as their token for chauvinism towards the nation..I met many there who thought this way.......Shame..!!

There are numerous other ways where we can do our bit to make this nation improve rather than hooting with utter derision for a nation which does not even qualify to get compared with us . Guys...pay taxes regularly, do ur bit to save water, augment the literacy rate, make the illiterate around u aware of mals of the female foeticide n its ramifications..n several other ways can help to make this a better place to live..but d case isn't so..!! ...how many of us paid heed to the earth hour campaign recently...??

The best thing about our nation is that it gives myriad opportunities to prove ourselves as better citizens..Well yes ..!! apart from bellowing at the border... :-) ...

I may have been pedantic here...(though i am NOT trying to be.)..but thats d best way to pour ma emotions....

I will not be urging neone (whosoever reads this) to change whatever they feel for the country or their views about whatever is happening in d nation...
It's just ma school of thought ...n I am just doing justification to d name of the blog.....dwelling -sid.blog spot.com

Love
Sid

Friday, December 25, 2009

When Satya came to floor.......

I have just returnd from 3i.......n it has taken me a while to dwell on this......all though this one again comprises 3 individuals but its not a plot of masala movie or nething makin mockery of the system we all r part of. Lets start from here....... a cliche to start with.......
Change is the only constant.....
Yeah Change....This is again taking me back to ma ABN AMRO days when..we got fed up with our jobs......U all might think WE.......well we comprises Ashish,,,, and Lovit....n ofcourse me.....
Our skills were dilapidated.... with our short span with ABN so we all decided for change....n all 3 had a call from BOA (Bank of America ).....

None of us knew that this day was holdng something special for us........Fortunately enuff....interview was on a Friday ....( a working day for everyone......just not for our client.....).....taking advantage of ths fact...we all decided to make our office a meeting point....as this was the most comfortable place in scorching heat of summers....but we didn't knew that we were flirting with disaster.....

Aashish was late as always.....lovi and sid (thats me ) were prim n proper n in office premises with updated Resume in our hand...waiting for the 3rd idiot.........
While we were waiting,,,,we saw a very familiar face taking a round of the floor....n he was Satya....Satya Pratap Singh ....our Assistant manager......we tried our level best stay away from the manager... but somehow he got attracted towards us...( interchanging the positions of A and T in his name......making Satya as Stay might have been d reason...)......
What r u guys doing in office .?? Satya questioned...


S.SSs..ssSir... what are u doin in office..??.....came our counterquestion....with a plausible smile..as we were trying to enact as if unperturbed........But this was not going to suffice the logic theory of a veteran like him... so...we had to conjure a story.... a story which had our gal frnds 3 gals for 3 guys..(well thats ...a ideal match..) .a plan for outing and place for excursion........
Getting to reality .......Satya again asked....whats the truth???.what ....are u guys doing here ..??I want the truth ...??...d questions were demanding the answers..the answers which were supposed to be.... synonymous to his name.....but this wasn't the case.....
Lovit took d initiative....n started fabricating them......
" Sir....actually actually.....we are here waiting for someone....... .......
For whom ???...satya asked...this guy was fuming..... lovit continued... "Sir actually we are having a plan for excursion.....we have Fun and Food Village here .... its hardly 10 min drive....."
"Yes I know".......Satya replied...


"" Sir, we have planned to go there with our galfrnds....."" lovit was now growing in confidence..
But Why ...why.... have u guys come to office...???.....satya continued with his boomerang questions... now i had to join in....a warrior supporting another warrior.....to fight against a imperial power....

" Sir actually our parents are unaware of this ..n we had to lie that we are going to office for business reasons.....had we told them the truth ..this would not have been a reality...!!!....
"You have must been through all this....weren't u sir ??.....Lovit was now taking this to a emotional battleground.....

..."Yes I was." .....Satya replied......" but I have always kept them in loop....n I have never lied...." Satya was now saying all this as a Veteran ....You guys are carrying responsibilities on shoulders of not only urs , but also of the one accompanying u ( he meant of gals.)..n if some mishap occurs then who would be responsible..?? Ur parents would question the Office authority...Satya was pedantic ......
When he thought he has belabored enuff.....he asked..."".By d way when r u guys planning to leave for Fun n Food......??
"Within sometym sir.....But why sir....why are u asking this..?? Lovit answered n questioned simultaneously.....

""Actually amidst all this conversation wid u guys I had a message on ma blackberry stating the Cancellation of online conference we had wid the client...it would take me 10 min..to wrapup the settings wid others involved in chennai n mumbai, then we all can leave together"" Satya elucidated......
I was dead ...simply dead with this knockout punch I just had .......The other warrior was somehow in control ..

He again took this to a emotional battleground n daringly said that he wont be a nice fit in the group....although he will not mind taking satya along.....

I was looking at Lovit amazed.....

But then satya replied...""Just kidding....guys...hehehe...I won't ruin ur party......After all I have been though all this....right Sid.....??..." ."Yeah .......Very right sir"..I said..
...But All I was wondering was what would have been his reaction had he come to knw that the Fun and Food village has been renamed as BOA( Bank of America) n just got shifted to Tower B juxtaposing Tower A where ABN was.

Love
Sid

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Where is my Billa ???

Well, there are somethings which would never change in life. Sun would keep on rising from East,DTC buses would never arrive on tym,I would always wake up late than my scheduled tym, VJ will be same, I will touch books only during Exam tym, and the list goes on . OOps...I mentioned VJ.The same VJ whom we know for his pecularities . I dunno about you..but I know him.... Let me use this opportunity to dwell upon" THE VJ ".
Its a tough one to start from.
ok,,,Day one ,I got an encounter with the man called VJ. I said" HI.. VJ" lyk d way I would do with most of my friends. I was expecting the same with same warmth. But guess what ??...the reply comes " SID... I would appreciate if you could add a "JI" after my surname. All my colleagues in my previous organisation did the same." Amazed as neone would be....I didn't have any words in my mouth bcoz I was still waiting for a "HI" from his side .....

Next day,,,at 9.30 as I entered the office ,in a shift of 10 to 7, it is probably a tym for everyone to greet each other...n out of the blue , you hear a "JI" sound echoing from each n evry bay whereever VJ was having a stroll....I didn't know when did my MNC bank turned into a SARKARI oFFICE..... ???

Incidents happend as days passed on....but Diwali Party had something in the kitty.Everyone was looking at it as an opportunity to make their mark.But VJ ...OH VJ..how can he be left behind....He had something else to present in d party, although unintentionally.
Party got started.You had everything there. Yes,,I mean you had everything there what a lad in his twenties would dream of...All of a sudden you had girls pushing off a man,who was not in his senses..Guess who was he ??...I would have been astonished had u got this wrong ..who else...VJ..our own VJ..No prize for guessing...(I feel for gals ...I know its tough to handle 98 kg of pure mass ) VJ completely drunk not in his senses was dying to get his photoshoot done. In this process, VJ wasn't aware he was calling "Head of ABN AMRO Operations India" his elder brother, more embrassing was the fact that his hand was on Band 7's shoulder,,with wine + vodka + beer + Jin created some new sort of smell coming out of his mouth. It was awkward for everyone, just not for VJ. (The Head didn't know he was heading for this too !!...lolz)
Neways,, Somehow volunteers took VJ to cab so that he could be dropped home.Luckily or unluckily I was in that Cab too. A Drunken man,mischevious lads around and 1 hour journey . All these factors formed perfect ingredients for something Funny. ..But nothing could happen as VJ was groaning in the Cab..." Mera Billa kho gaya"...Maine Roti nahi Khayi". We were
trying to expell some secrets out of him ,But only thing the other 7 guys and the driver came to know was VJ had lost his office identity card and he didn't have dinner in the party.

Dropping him at his home was another hurdle,which had to be overcome by cabmates.
VJ who was still enchanting " Mera billa.....Maine Roti........khayi" was somehow dropped. Finally huh.....job done.

It just came to me to write this short story as i met VJ only yesterday n by watching him I realized "somethings can never change in life"....
N for all those who are still thinking about his BILLA I would like to tell them,  billa was found by VJ himself,, as it was in his pant's pocket !!!

Love
Sid

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