Why Indian democracy hurts me?

Why Indian democracy hurts me?

Recently, the UPA govt. underwent a no-confidence motion. This was a classic example of how politicians elected by people fall prey to loads of money in front of them. Millions of money is spend by political parties to help their leaders get elected. But what for? Solving people’s problem!!!Nahhh!! But for eating money and enjoying privileges of being a people’s representative.
It’s a common experience of all Indian people that politicians come only to their constituency only for elections begging for votes. And for five years, they do not show their face to d common Indian people. There are very few politicians who show their face. Also a common thing that mostly happens in rural areas that to win votes is distribution of money and that also at night so that no one catches them red-handed. This situation is grimmer in poorer states of India like Bihar and Uttar Pradesh.
Recently, Bihar was hit by massive floods. The havoc causing river, Kosi has drifted 120 k.m from it’s original path. Instead of rushing to help people, the two major political parties in Bihar had time of accusing each other. Millions of Rupees of property and domestic animals would have been lost but Indian Govt. has taken no efforts for starting two to three days. The Indian Govt. should have sent IAF helicopters to drop heavy sand bags to block the broken part of dam in Nepal if Nepal Govt. does have power to stop water. This could have helped to ease the flow of gushing water. It makes me feel sorry for state of Indian Bureaucracy which lacks planning and co-ordination. Bihar, which is one of the poorer states in India has become more poorer due to politicians and bureaucracy who just sit and enjoy watching the poor people’s living being washed by floods.
Even prosperous states in India like Maharashtra where I live, is entangled in the mess of politicians. The recent example is the Chinkara hunting case involving a cabinet minister of Maharashtra . On being sent to judicial custody, that politician goes to hospital complaining chest pain where he will enjoy comfort.
Are common man allowed this type of luxury???
There r many such incidences which happen everyday in India. Even if I see the bright developing face of India, such images tarnish the image of our country in the world. Is this what we expect the world’s largest democracy to perform? I hope to live to see this problems solved and help India to become a super-power.

My first trekking experience.

My first trekking experience

Hi, friends let me tell me u that at 18 years, I am not that type of person whose physique is strong. I am an average type of person whose weight is roughly around 75 kilograms and height about 175 centimeters. Hence, trekking was always going to be a challenge for me due to my weight.
The idea of going to trekking was first mooted to me by my friend, Sushrut. I at first was skeptical of going to a trekking adventure as I had never done it before. He did the work of assuring me that this is a small trek and u will not find any difficulty in trekking due to u r weight. Feeling confident by Sushrut’s words I hesitantly said yes as I needed a break from my studies and wanted to relax in the lap of nature. Hence, our trekking spot was fixed , that is Duke’s nose or naagaphani which is closest to Khandala station and can be seen through Mumbai – Pune express highway.
I did lot of preparations for my trek and packed my bags with tasty sandwiches prepared by my mom and extra set of clothes and some emergency first aid box.
We booked train tickets of Indrayani express after lot of discussion whether that train halts at Khandala station or not. Coming at a conclusion that it doesn’t stop at Khandala we decided to walk from Lonavla to Khandala
On tracks which itself was risky. So at every crossing we stopped and asked the men working on tracks and the person controlling signals about situation of trains coming and going and then we continued walking. Finally after reaching Khandala we asked about position of Duke’s nose to some people and they told us to climb the mountain just after station. After climbing, D Mountain we took a left turn and reached Tata water pumping station and taking that left turn was our first mistake. Walking straight would have helped us instead of going to tata station. Since, No one had gone there before, we thought that we r on right direction. We thought that our instincts were leading us in right way but we were wrong. Moreover the employees at the Tata Station said that we r on right route. We took the route starting from Tata station.
We climbed a lot of steep slopes and I was heavily panting as I had never climbed it before. Our group consisted of six boys and a girl.
Two of them had done trekking before and had no problem in climbing but the rest of us were heavily panting and desperately needed rest. The two of my friends were climbing swiftly like Spiderman n were always first to reach any spot while I was always at last. I had memorized the Google earth maps and drawing a rough map we proceeded. Frankly speaking, the map was completely wrong n I wondered if we had carried a hard copy of map. We walked till we reached a small stream. At that spot, we decided to drink water from that stream which was a bold decision as we didn’t know d source and if it was polluted we all would have fallen sick. But we desperately needed water and I drank it hesitantly. I thought drinking that wate, I drank the shit of numerous crabs in that stream!!!!!!!!
As we looked down d stream, we noticed d expressway passing through khandala. I told my friends that we r on wrong way as Duke’s nose could be seen from expressway far away from khandala near the end of tunnels on expressway. I thought for a second that duke’s nose was on the other side but till then one of my friends had started to go up on mountain taking the path of stream which was dangerous as we had to go against the flow of stream. I didn’t get time to present my views which was my second mistake in d trek. But I thought that we r trekking some mountain and from there we can go further to Duke’s nose.
Trekking against the flow of stream was a courageous decision taken by two friends of our group. We followed them as I had faith in them that they r always leading in correct way. As I began climbing, I had problems placing my shoes in right position. For some time I climbed without help, till at one point I had to cross a five feet boulder in front of me with water gushing at a high speed. I placed my feet at wrong position on the slippery stone and I slipped and came down from boulder with a huge pain in my leg. At that point I thought, it is not possible for me to go up with more boulders coming on my path. I looked down and there was no point going down again.
Till then my friend Sushrut came up who looked to my frightened face and told me my mistake about position of my leg and assured me that he will help me to climb huge boulders coming in my path and I let him go up to help me to cross that five foot stone. I saw back and I saw one of girls in group Ruta bleeding from her head and she also had slipped and fallen right on her head but still she was walking with courage. This ashamed me that if a girl can do it, why can’t I? At that point I thought, I will cross that mountain and I stared to go up. The one who had done trekking extensively, that is Nikhil helped me to cross six to seven high feet boulders and I am really thankful to him and he constantly advised me to place my foot at right position.
Climbing continuously for nearly one hour we reached the top of mountain which of course was a flat plateau. We had a small scare in between as one of my friends had dropped his mobile down stream and to go again down to fetch his mobile. We were delighted that he had got his mobile back. On reaching the top, I noticed a strange shape of mountain which resembled that of Duke’s nose. To my surprise, it was duke’s nose as some kind of structure could be clearly seen on the top of mountain which according to many trekkers blog who had gone to nose was a Small Shiv Mandir. I told my friends about it who also agreed that it was nose and we had missed it by a huge distance. We had taken a wrong decision and landed on top of mountain which was far away from our final destination. We were a bit disappointed with the wrong mountain we had climbed that mountain in such a difficult position that it was really harder than climbing Duke’s nose. I had satisfaction in trekking a tough and difficult path.
We ate our lunch at the top seeing our missed target from the top.
As usual descending was not a huge task as we got a ready made route which was made by cattle’s grazing.
I personally think some precautions to be taken during a trek is that u should consult locals and draw a rough map of u r route. One more sharp contrast I noticed that there were neither birds in surroundings nor any wildlife. May be it’s due to extreme pollution caused due to guzzling vehicles on expressway. Rest all trek was fine with no difficulties and we made a return trip to Kalyan.
I am eagerly awaiting fir next trek and I hope to reduce my weight by nearly 10 kgs so that I have a lighter body to climb mountains and also some sort of training to climb more difficult paths. Looking for better times to come so that I can successfully trek a right mountain………….

Mumbai local trains -2

MUMBAI LOCALS -2

As I had told you about Mumbai locals in my previous blog, I would like to elaborate more about it.
Here’s a reason why they call Mumbai local a lifeline:
The economy of Mumbai also revolves around it. A lot of people are involved in selling goods in local trains. A variety of goods are sold on them. Lot’s of people grumble at the fact that u don’t get peace of mind even on trains as Indian markets already full of noises and now trains become full noises. U get a variety of vender’s on trains from selling food items to stationery items to daily needed items. Also u see lot of beggars on trains who try to extract money by standing near u for a long time making strange faces trying to make money. They sometimes can be a huge nuisance.

Mostly d middle class people travel by trains. In trains, d favorite pastime is playing cards or singing bhajans. Most people have formed groups and they relieve there worries of day to day life with there close friends formed over many years in train. They discuss about current affairs and touch a wind variety of subjects I there one hour traveling .

Also, those who want to understand the working of INDIAN RAILWAYS, they can visit a very good website which gives all information about railway engines to history of railways. The link is www.irfca.org . Indian railways fan club association, ya, that’s d full form. Try to visit it. U get so much info. That u wonder …….my ghosh! , this how this works. And u really start admiring them .everything from FAQ’s about engines to railway routes is given.

Hey, guys, have u checked d new local trains running on CR and WR. They r really a cool stuff. They have really good ventilation unlike d old trains and have a announcement system announcing the next station. I hope that the planned 157 trains depict a bright future of Mumbai in next 25 years and help Mumbai to become a world class global city.
Let’s hope for a bright future for Mumbai.S

Mumbai local trains

Lifeline of Mumbai: local trains

Well many people have written many things about local trains in there blog. I m also going to write about it but in a different manner such that a person not living in Mumbai feels himself lucky to be not a part of so called good life of Mumbai.

My exp. of traveling in local trains is for past two and a half years. From my experience, I can say traveling in d train is equivalent to a nightmare specially during d peak hour of morning. Also from my exp. first class has equivalent rush to second class with only plus point that u have decent people around u who do not pass comments at any other people while traveling and u have a peaceful time ( although I have heard incidences of pick pocketing in first class but very rare)

As my engg. is in Navi Mumbai, I have to travel by train from Kalyan . I have other option of city bus but it takes a lot of pain as concretization of road is taking place on route of my college n speed of bus is reduced thus increasing traveling time. My travel starts with boarding a packed train coming from Titwala, Ambernath, or Karjat. I relax in train for 7 minutes as this is the time I get to take out my hanker chief n wipe my face full of sweat. Then comes Dombivili, a twin city of kalyan where the whole train gets crowded n from there my nightmare starts for 14 minutes till thane. many people try to board d train even if it is packed n try to say to get inside even if it there is no space for an ant to climb inside ….
The train ……..I admire them d most ……..as far my exp., I haven’t heard incidences of train stopping due to tech. errors. It is truly difficult to maintain trains with d mammoth population of Mumbai which uses it.
Also I travel by first class mostly in d two and half years I have traveled for d peaceful environment it offers as I can study in d train.
Every time I travel by train in first class I remember my parents .i recall a incidence 20 years before. They were caught traveling ticket less in first class after coming from a trip. When they boarded d train they realized they were in wrong compartment.
They got out at next station n were caught by ticket checker n they had to pay fine.I say what a bad luck. Whenever I see people traveling by first class getting caught, it reminds me of my mom and dad……..

My school years -1

hi, friends this is my school

here's what i have for u in my new post

My School years (Part- 1)




As I had told u that I belong to a middle class family. I had a nice and a comfortable childhood with lot’s of love from both of my parents.

About my school:
My junior kg went in a c.b.s.e school named as D.A.V which according to me was a terrible nightmare for me. I was not able to cope up with the school and it was here that I learned d bad habit of nail biting .My parents tell me that I used to always make some excuses like I used to act that I am vomiting but never used to vomit, make bizarre excuses and what not…..

Seeing my condition for one year my parents changed my school, to a new school called as Lok Kalyan Public School (L.K.P.S) which was another school in my complex. I was eventually happy with d new school and I made a lot of new friends. My senior k.g went happily but I had I strict teacher in that year. Eventually my new school shifted to premises which were used by D.A.V school as our housing complex members decided that D.A.V school is not good for bright young students of developing India. Hence, D.A.V was told to leave and L.K.P.S took its place and that became my school till 10th Standard.

Here are some long lasting memories about my school years starting from 1st standard till 4th standard. The school timings for the above period were from 12:30p.m to 6.00p.m.

1st Standard (Div – B):
First let me tell u that I was not among d toppers in d class who usually came with 1st, 2nd or 3rd rank . I was an average type of student who used to run in d school corridors, always playing and happily enjoying life. I never cared that I am not getting good marks and was not worried about results. We had a nice class teacher named Mrs.Pranita
Who never used to shout at us as she did not have that kind of voice? I made some good friends at that stage of my life.

2nd Standard (Div – B):
This year is the most memorable year of my life. We had a really nice teacher named as Miss. Leena. She was quite interactive, humorous, loving as well as a strict type of teacher .She used to teach us English subject so nicely that I can never forget that year.
It was d only year that I liked English subject as a language. How happy days they were when we all used to play in classroom ………..
I remember 1 more incident that I had fractured my right hand while playing n how my friends had helped me to complete my notes. I am really indebted to them. I also remember d theories about how my hand was fractured , everyone saying a different version about how my hand got fractured. This was the time when I seriously considered studying n obtained good marks in exams .From that time I took care that I always get nice marks in exams.
Those were the Happy days of my life…………
My friends in 2nd std, would also agree with it.

3rd Standard (Div – B)

3rd standard according to me was d first time I had tensions in my life. There was lot of competition in my class with all d toppers in d class. I had to stand up in this huge crowd of students. D name of teacher was Miss Geeta Chawla .She used to be that kind of a teacher who showed partiality towards the students
Here’s a small example about it: she used to make row monitors according to d rank scored by d pupil and d chap who scored d top rank was made d Head of all monitors. She would always pin point the student doing ‘masti’ . Also there was domination of girls in our class which I hated the most. A few girls who were among the toppers of our class used to think that they are great and used to speak arrogantly with all students. I hated it the most.
Also we had some students who used to create serious trouble in a class. They all used to do ‘masti’ n keep the class always a fish market.
Those were d days when all d students in India including me used to fear their class teacher. D girls in my class always used to report to d class teacher if somebody made even a small noise like I remember that even asking for a pencil was considered a sin n my name would be noted down by d monitors n reported to teacher.
According to me, 3rd std. was not as good as I thought…………..

4th Standard (Div – C)

Till today I remember 4th std. as a year when all my close friends were in different divisions. I had a very nice teacher in that year. Her name was Mrs.Brijbala .She was also a very good type of teacher.
Let me share with u a small incident in that year:
Our class teacher had decided to take a quiz competition in our class. Each row of benches were given a leader and I was choosen d leader of my row. We were given a set of 15 Questions on a piece of paper. I answered them as I was d group leader. When d result came it was horrifying, my row was d last. I couldn’t believe it. I had not been able to answer simple Questions like how many players r fielded in a football match?
I took d responsibility of d defeat n made a resolution on that day that I will always keep track of current events, sports, science and always try to increase my knowledge. This hugely benefited me n in future I won many quiz competitions.
In this way. My that year went peacefully…………..

Next time I will tell u more about my school years

My life uptil Now

hi,
i am Rohit Talekar from Kalyan, India. i am a student doing engineering in electronics and telecom from Mumbai university.
i excited as this is the 1st blog i am writing (phew!!written this much as my broadband internet connection frequently break ups thanks to BSNL, a govt. company)
well , let me tell u that i come from a middle class family in India.It is said that India has Population of midlde class equal to whole population about U.S.A.
I will tell you more in my next part as my Internet connection is breaking frequently or my everything written will be wiped out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
(P.S: bloggers who r expert in blogging forgive me ,donot find many mistakes)
i also promise u that i will be updating my blog regularly