<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:37:52.118-08:00</updated><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='Is it worth it??'/><category term='the reality of journalism'/><title type='text'>life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-3634637901210091830</id><published>2010-02-15T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:34:18.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>India-my love</title><content type='html'>Hey am back again....after a very low key Valentine celebration in which I lit a couple of candles and remembered my beloved who passed away in 1980, gunned down by a homicidal maniac.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's post is about the bomb blasts which took place in Pune on Saturday, the 13th of february. You know, what they say, that you don't feel the impact until it hits you in a direct or an indirect way...I am not revealing any details but this blast has affected me at a very personal level. Also it has opened my eyes to some hard truths about my beloved country, which I had taken for granted all these years. And here  the truth: The mother India we knew and loved till now doesn't really exist. It is, in reality, a castrated India; not a man, not a female. Once again our leaders have shown the depths of their impotency! The classic line I came across is: "talks won't be stalled in the face of the blasts" or something along these lines! I know, I am not the first person to scream out loud, saying stuff like "sarkar murdabad" and etc. but I know somewhere it is justified! I have always looked down upon people who took to streets screaming slogans, but now I realised the extent of frustration that pushed them over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;                                                               You know, what is the most frustrating thing of all? Actually, there are millions of things but the first and the foresmost thing, is, how we as a nation react to these attacks! Just because we have been taught the art of Non-violence or otherwise known as plain cowardice(courtsey, me!) doesn't mean we still, follow these ideals. Violence can only be countered with violence. I am in no mood for reconciliation. Probably I am biased, but I can't be impartial while my country burns!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                           Secondly, a couple of months ago, one of the terrorist outfits (can't remember the God-forsaken name) released a clipping saying they'll attack Pune, Delhi or Kanpur and what did our God-fearing pious First Lady and her gang of imbeciles did? They didnt even share the video. The clipping which would probably saved few 50 people was conveniently discarded. i wonder why? Hmmm....probably the dates clashed with our Lady's jaagran dates and obviously, how could she miss that stupid jaagran, offered in the name of an entity, who let this happen in the first place!!!!! I am a convert- a recent believer, whose faith has been sorely tested...How and why can people in such situations, believe in their Protector? And for people like me, for whom, skepticism doesn't come too hard, God really needs to work on His First impression skills!&lt;br /&gt;                                 Thirdly, why? There are a million whys....why must we always be targetted, why should we writhe under this feeling of inadequacy of our leaders, why should we be humiliated time and again in the eyes of the rest of the world, why doesn't the US ever support us, though we make up the 70% of their work-force....and one 'would'. Would another country taken the same stand, as we have been taking since 1947?&lt;br /&gt;                                                       pakistan and India should be blood brothers. We have been through the terror and trauma of colonialism and we know the pain of seperation. And its not like the citizens of Pakistan want this bloodshed. Indians who have been to Pakistan have come back with glowing reviews that it is a beautiful place and people are warm; and especially extremely cordial to Indians. Like this popular song from Veer-Zara, a movie that dealt with India-Pakistan relations, one line went, "Tere des ko maine dekha, tere des ko maine jaana....jaane kyun lagta hai, mujhko jaana, pehchana". Loosely translated, this mean, I saw your country, I know your country, why does it seem so familiar. Which was sung by the heroine who was from Pakistan. The message is so hard to miss..... and so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;                                                 To conclude, I would say, its high time we changed our way of dealing with attacks. We should tell our opponents that India cannot be brought under the thumb of smaller countries. Force will be met with force and civil talks will happen; but our reaction will correspond to the way we feel as a nation; not whats convenient for the top imbeciles of our country! Are you with me, my India?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-3634637901210091830?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/3634637901210091830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=3634637901210091830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/3634637901210091830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/3634637901210091830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2010/02/india-my-love.html' title='India-my love'/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-7805196939847740806</id><published>2010-02-11T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T09:44:37.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>Well, am back...after a couple of days. Hopefully, the standard of my post will improve as I sail past through this one. I am too upset to be mindful of my unforgivable grammatical errors. Today, I am just going to narrate a story of a girl and the men in her life....ooh sounds very interesting doesnt it? Well its not! I believe this girl may have the makings of No'elle Paige, the heroine of "The other side of midnight", a famous novel by Sidney Sheldon, where she spends half her life falling in love and then plotting and winning her love back! Well, there is a slight twist in this girl's story. She falls in love and they reciprocate.....atleast they pretend to, till the time they find a more "feminine" girl, one who is trained in the art of  trapping clueless, hapless men and men being none the wiser! No matter how much they say, they are smart when it comes to understanding girls, they still fall for all the tricks. All these men in this girl's life have made love to her, trapped her and just left her on her own to fend on her own. Now she has reached a point where she cannot  trust any man because she knows what exactly their intentions are. No matter how much one particular man professes his love for her, she knows he is also, somewhere lying and this is not some womanly instinct... she has proof, that he has lied to her.&lt;br /&gt;       But the best part is she doesn't care if he has been speaking to her sworn enemies behind her back, even though its the betrayal of the first order. But she can't expect him to understand how much she hates those girl....the point is he lied. And thats where she thinks that the one year they have spent "talking" online is a lie! She hates being lied to, more than being used and she is no stranger to being used....she knows to use others , she has to be used as well. Doesn't really make the process more simple, just makes it bearable.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the part where I say, one day she will find her man; someone who will love her and just feel how lucky he is to have her in his life....and etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;But what if her happy ending is one in which there is no-one in it? She is terrified to her soul but she'll have the strength to bear it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-7805196939847740806?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/7805196939847740806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=7805196939847740806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/7805196939847740806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/7805196939847740806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2010/02/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-8302263389482035849</id><published>2009-02-02T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:21:23.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ioTucgFTxs/SYcrUf24egI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZWNDGsiTb0/s1600-h/banner-horizontal+%281%29-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 64px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ioTucgFTxs/SYcrUf24egI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZWNDGsiTb0/s320/banner-horizontal+%281%29-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298251117773748738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-8302263389482035849?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/8302263389482035849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=8302263389482035849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/8302263389482035849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/8302263389482035849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ioTucgFTxs/SYcrUf24egI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZWNDGsiTb0/s72-c/banner-horizontal+%281%29-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-8572115646823257878</id><published>2008-05-05T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:51:41.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is it worth it??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, everyone...this post is going to be a bit different from the others. To see how, read on:&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first and foremost thing is this blog is going to be about this really great friend of mine who has some weird issues with life!!  Imagine that! Anyways, this female has been going through a lotta shit since the last two months and is practically nearing an emotional breakdown!! Nope, sorry can't mention her name. Hell, she doesn't even know am writing this...She would kill me!!&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, for the last one month she's lost. No, I don't mean, lost her way to the hostel and is lying in some jungle hungry and scared( like Hansel and Gretel)!! That would be too fairy-tale like!! Anyways, first she gave up something she liked; well she thought she liked and that was the beginning of her nemesis. Then her friends started dumping on her in the name of 'ragging' and having fun at her expense(crazy reason to take one's life, don't you think so!!) and one of them has been grilling her to make her realize her own true self; he did it for her good but now she's shocked at herself...She has thought about this a lot( she thinks a lot  and no matter  what the circumstance, that's one thing  no-one  can take away from her; apart from her self-respect) and she is really scared... of discovering herself!! She is paranoid that she will find herself to be no different from Them; the conformists!! I tell her that, no way is she gonna end up like them, you can't suddenly join the society after being an outcast for 15 years!! It's not humanely possible!! And she what do I receive after all my advice?? A tight punch and whole map of suicidal plans!! Imagine that. So, here I am, holding my bleeding nose and wounded dignity trying to figure out how to stop that chick from taking her own life!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone, please call 911!!&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I thought she had it all figured out about what sort of a woman she wanted to be; balanced and whole. But after these few days, its made me realize that  nothing and I mean nothing ever works out the way we want  it to... But  I really don't think  suicide is the answer. It just  makes you  think that the other person was not strong enough to handle life.&lt;br /&gt;But what if the person has seen enough and cannot take it anymore?? Is suicide justifiable in that case??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-8572115646823257878?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/8572115646823257878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=8572115646823257878' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/8572115646823257878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/8572115646823257878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-5558875345469246123</id><published>2008-04-29T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:08:04.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru-Sishya parampara</title><content type='html'>Well...forgive the old 'traditional' title but the title best describes my state of feeling. You have to read my post and not my title  so anyways, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering  about this whole aspect of teacher-student relationship. How it used to be and how it has changed over the years and stuff... So, I was analyzing and I reached this conclusion that, unfortunately students of today have minuscule respect for their teachers or rather  this has been the case  ever  since everything was 'Americanized'.God! How I hate that term, but that's how it is!! Nowadays students in colleges especially  have no idea where to draw the line! if there is something that burns me up, that is sources of knowledge being abused! Sources of knowledge also happen to include teachers....a fact, sadly, many of my peers ignore.&lt;br /&gt;                                                    In the good old days, teachers were equal to God; a man or a woman who could do no wrong, and their duty solely consisted of imparting education to the shishya and at the end of their education(students), they were paid a dakshina; a fee as a sign of gratitude which could be either cash or kind or in some cases, thumbs! I am sure you all are familiar with the story of Eklavya and Dronacharya, wherein the former cut out his thumb and gifted it to Drona....&lt;br /&gt;                 Nowadays, with the coming of globalisation and a second wave of information technology renaissance, teachers have lost their earlier position. Teachers are a mere formality now, in today's educational system, just clinging to a by-gone era. Teachers in schools and colleges are given subjects, which have no relevance to their degrees.&lt;br /&gt;                                     Coming back to teacher-student relationship, contrary to before, students think teachers are like some quality paid for goods; much like the way we assume, because we pay income tax, the roads should be constructed properly. Which is not a wrong thing to expect, but therein lies the difference. Just because you paid your college and school fees, doesn't mean you can take the authority for granted. There is a decorum to be maintained. What a teacher does in his personal life is his business; students DO NOT have the right to question his integrity.&lt;br /&gt;In schools for instance, there are these teachers feedback form, with which students play dirty politics. When they vote a teacher as the "favorite teacher", it doesnt mean, he is liked by them, it just means he can be manipulated around....wow, such is the irony of life!&lt;br /&gt;                                In these cases, sometimes I thank God that there are rural people to equalise this sin....the students in the rural areas are far far better human beings than their urban counterparts. Well, I believe in the cycle of karma. I believe that, the mistakes these students have made by ridiculing their gurus, will one day come back to them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-5558875345469246123?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/5558875345469246123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=5558875345469246123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/5558875345469246123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/5558875345469246123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2008/04/guru-sishya-parampara.html' title='Guru-Sishya parampara'/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-5302655087904456796</id><published>2008-04-25T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:23:39.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, it's me again!! Last time, we met I was all about how we should open our minds and discover new things! But you know, sometimes actually most of the time its not a bed of roses!! In fact its never a bed of roses... When we enter our teens we seem to have an idealistic view of the world outside; I know all of us at some point of time have dreamed of the perfect life; the perfect friends, the perfect school life, the perfect college life....blah, blah, blah!!  But you know, its seldom like that.  yes, I know you guys out there will say "Well thanks for telling us something all of us know", or something on those lines but you know no-one really accepts it. I mean, when I said open your minds, I just didn't mean that discover new things, I also meant take in the reality around us... The fact that NOTHING's  EVER PERFECT!! But then, life is never perfect. Then it wouldn't be life! It would be heaven!!( BTW, parents may object to this... including my own; don't let them tell you any  thing different!!)  Times have changed...&lt;br /&gt;ok, people who already knew this, great!! But the rest of the populace who were wearing the  rose-tinted glasses, sorry to smash your illusions but you needed it...&lt;br /&gt;What i am trying to say is people WAKE UP!!! Stop wishing for that ideal life. But you can get something  similar. No, I don't mean, clone your lives.. That will be the height of stupidity, though I'll deal with that some other time!! I mean, we can make it happen. Though its tough to believe after that blizzard of negativity, i am sure we can do it. All we need is a little bit of hope. Theres this really cynical friend of mine, who believes hope, is just a waste of time and a refuge for fools(myself included!!) but i don't believe it. I think we can achieve anything with hope and patience( though that s a tornado struck area with me; as far as patience is concerned: patience and I have an ongoing family feud which won't burn out in years to  come)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, getting back,  I believe that we can make it happen!! Are you guys with me??&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah: Caution: objectionable content; to be kept away from parents; you see, I am doing it to save my ass. If tomorrow my writings become the cause of a family feud, I don't want to be boycotted!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-5302655087904456796?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/5302655087904456796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=5302655087904456796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/5302655087904456796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/5302655087904456796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-its-me-again-last-time-we-met-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-1985333708934105975</id><published>2008-04-21T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T04:09:10.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the reality of journalism'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am a student of Journalism and to tell the truth by nature, I am a really blunt person. I don't possess the art of softening my words unless it's under extreme pressure. So, lately I have realised that my field which is supposed to be a medium through which people are supposed to know the truth, doesn't work that way at all. Don't veterans understand that truth is after all THE TRUTH and that there is no alternative to it???? How can we blind people to hard facts and wrap them in cotton-wool??? How dare we do that?? How dare we snatch people's right to knowledge?? It's disgraceful!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope  my generation will buck up and stand up to the system which propogates lies, deceit and falsehood which people are used to...Please guys wake up ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it sounds insane but please let's give it a shot!! We have nothing to lose( maybe except our jobs)... I know I can't survive under this policy of softening and moulding... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-1985333708934105975?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/1985333708934105975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=1985333708934105975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/1985333708934105975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/1985333708934105975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-student-of-journalism-and-to-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284160491950393562.post-1551681159358512691</id><published>2008-04-21T03:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T03:59:37.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAR&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Just these three letters are enough to cause mayhem and panic amongst people. The dictionary defines war as:"the waging of armed conflict against an enemy". What I wish to know is on one hand there are "human beings" who define war in hateful words in dictionaries, is it possible that the other members of the same species go around killing each other??? Who has given these people the authority to take a human life??? This may make me sound preachy but what right do we have to take a life when we can't replace one?... Okay, leaving aside, the destruction of human life what about the resources and monetary wastage that takes wealth. Seeing the uneven distribution of wealth; not only in India but world over, how can the rich and the powerful allow this Godlessness to continue??? This is a typical Grade-school moral teacher question!! What do I mean-"how can they"? They already have done it and will continue doing it... theres no stopping them... Theres a line from Spiderman which has  till  date continued to fascinate me..." Freedom is equal to responsibility." Its so true... So, while the R&amp;amp;P are "free" to do what they like, they should also take care of the repercussions. I say "free" in inverted commas because I believe they are not completely free. they just think they are. To tell the truth, somewhere deep down all of us are scared; scared to be free... It sounds ridiculous but it is true. How can, you say we in this 20th century be scared? Colonialism and slavery are no longer there. But thats what we think. Freedom is not just not being suppressed physically or a nation ruling over another. Its about being free as a soul. Tht's where we make a mistake. Just because no external power is not ruling us doesn't mean we are completely free. We are ruled internally. We are still afraid to test our boundaries. Because unconsciously we still believe that the Earth is flat and if we keep walking we will fall off the face of earth. We need to give it a shot and test our boundaries... Be prepared though, its gonna hurt a lot... actually more like falling off a bicycle and if we remember correctly it didn't hurt more than 2 mins.  We just need to grit our teeth and push forward.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So have fun!! People, happy discovery!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284160491950393562-1551681159358512691?l=openenigma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/feeds/1551681159358512691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3284160491950393562&amp;postID=1551681159358512691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/1551681159358512691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284160491950393562/posts/default/1551681159358512691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openenigma.blogspot.com/2008/04/war-just-these-three-letters-are-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>life...great teacher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13543495155223976853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
