India-my love

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.
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.
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!!!!!
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!
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?
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
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?

whatever

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.
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.
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.
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!