The Adjective Before Each Noun

There are a certain times, when the need for people to aggravate hatred between people just leaves you appalled.

On the 26th of July, 2014 I opened the newspaper 'The Hindu', for a heads up about what all  is happening around the world. Ukraine-Palestine, Sania Mirza, CSAT.. Encephalitis until one article caught my eye. The article on the last page, placed second last from the bottom.

"Delhi Government School denies admission.."

Oh okay. This population and the kind of competition... it happens. The headline further read..

".. to two MUSLIM girls".

Wait what? They did it on the basis of their religion?  How inhuman!  I decide to read the fullarticle as to why this shameful incident even take place.

To my surprise, throughout the article, there was no mention of the fact that their religion was the cause the girls didn't get an admission.

"The school authorities had denied the aadmission because they seats were full".

Erm.. so that is it? That was all the article was about?  2 girls denied admissions to a school because the prescribed number of seats according to the norms was full?  That is all the article was about? So why the 'muslim' put in the headline?

To spread more anger than already present in the society? The headline was presented in such a way one would think the girls were denied their Right To Education because they called God by other name. Does that mean no child from other religions, castes and sects were denied but them?


But isn't that the rule? Stop taking admissions after the seats are full?

I am sure the two girls didn't want the news to be presented in such a misleading way.

Mrs.Bindu Shajan Perappadan, your adjective of 'Muslim' before the noun 'girls' was not cool, ma'am. Not cool at all.


Journalism is supposed to bring people together,  unite them and bring justice. NOT pull them apart and create a valley between. I don't think being biased towards a certain sect of society is going to award you with any extra points.

The Angel's Curse: The letter.

Dear son,
I have always looked upon you as my source of pride. You have always made my look up in pride. You have lived up to all my expectations. But sometimes, I sense you are unhappy with your life. You have been a source of joy to your mother and me ever since you came into the world so forgive me if I come off as blunt in what I am going to say to you.
In this letter I am going to tell you something that I learnt the hard way in life. Son, accept it. Accept that People will always have life better than you. they will go places better than you ever will. they will go out, meet people and visit exotic places you can only dream about. They will talk about their experience, the 'Rad' party they went to, and this creepily funny guy they met on the plane while you look at your bespectacled face in the mirror wondering if it ever gets any better. Maybe it does, but there is a greater chance it wont.
Who knows?
What can one do?Whine about it?
Sulk? Complain?

No.

You have just got to fight.
Against all odds.

Kismat se ladaayi hai. -- "It is a war against your own fate".

You can not escape things. No you can not. Never. You can just try. Try to make it better. During this, life will push you, trip you over and mock you when you fall down. It is not about who falls. It is about whether and how soon you choose to get up and start walking again. Do not live in denial.

Your kindergarten days are over


Take care,


Your father.

Iron Ore

When life gets tough, when things aren’t fair,

When you feel yourself, in the alley of despair,

When you feel sad, and you feel low,

When all you experience is anger and woe,

When life caves in, and it hits you hard,

And you feel your trust be ripped apart…

Don’t let yourself in, don’t let it show,

‘Cuz you’re always in this, ever alone,

The times that you see, the lessons you’ll know,

These emotions will keep you from letting you,

No matter what happens, keep your spirits high,

Keep your insides deep and the outsides bright,

Don’t slow the pace, don’t lose the haste,

Don’t let the hindrances rupture, your speed in the race,

‘Cuz life is what you see it is, and much more,

It’s an uncut diamond, an Iron Ore :)