Does India really need Kashmir?

The Jammu and Kashmir(J&K) state - A disputed land between India and Pakistan. A dispute that has been hanging in air for decades. Both the country trying to justify their ownership on the land, with kasmiris having a confused opinion about their own will.
The problem doesn't lies as it appers to be, the roots of this have gone deep into past and the religions rift between the two major religions of India- Hindus and Muslims. A major portion of Kashmir which lies towards Pakistan is populated with muslim population, while a very small portion towards India has a majority Hindus. India and Pakistan were born out of a single country in 1947 on basis of religion. Being the border state J&K and Punjab- two sensitive states of India had seen gross atrocities during division. And hence a pakistan supported terrorism industry started harvesting its crops on the religiously sentimental human mentality. Though Punjab was grossly populated with people belonging to a religion "Sikh"-a religion which finds its roots and similarity in hinduism, still the rift were deep after Hindu - Sikh riots of 1984. Kashmir politics more closely revolves around Hindu-Muslim rift.
Though Punjab terrorism was curbed by a cruel and oscene suppression by Indian army, the same cant be expected in case of Kashmir. India has grown over time to be a sensitive and welfare state. Though a secular state, the mentality of India as a state still cant find a very high confidence in muslim mass-thanks to regular bomb blasts in Indian cities. A worldwide misuse of "Jehad" has further spoiled the face of Islam.
A major portion of annual Indian budget goes to fighting terrorism in Kashmir. Had Kashmir come in mainstreams, it wud be a well developed state by now. Considering its beautiful landscape - commonly called "second to heaven"- it wud be an international hub for tourism. But a troubled land is never better than its troubles. Even if kashmir is brought on track it can never be trusted again. Kashmir is just a land mass for Indian common man which we dont want give up for sake of our pride. We have lost belongingness to the people who inherit this land mass. Personally I do concern when 4 people are dead in Delhi today due to collapse of a bridge, but not when another 40 die in kashmir during terrorist enconters. My senses have started accepting "thats thier destiny".

Hinduism : A celebration of life

I have just read a few pages of a Hindu religious book called "Ramcharitmanas" so if I m pompous about my religion, u should forgive me. The book is a story of "to be king" of India who goes to live in forest out of expulsion just to keep his father's words. He lives there for 14 long years, kills some demons meanwhile and comes back to claim his throne. Wat a simple story of a vulnerable man, vulnerable out of choice not by compulsion. A victorious end to a painful journey of a man's life - a man of substance, a man with integrity and a man very dependable - he is proclaimed to be The Himself (the incarnation of GOD) in hindu society. The thought that I gathered out of it instigated me to write something about it.

Though the story is still believed to be fictitious by historians - is an ideal example for how to lead life. Its so provoking to investigate one's own soul. The sacrifices Ram (The protagonist) makes in the larger interest of society puts forward so many questions and solves them all by the end. He is fortunate enough to get victorious in the end. Not everybody is. The Indian Hindus have cherished this victory over thousands(5 thousands) of years as their own victory.
A life full of luxury is always relishable and enjoyable. But the question is: Is it all we are born for? Even the air I breath in now to keep myself alive is shared by a huge mass of humankind, the palnts and the animal world. I get a sense that we all are here just to continue the human life. The larger interest of life is nothing more than mere existence of life. And if possible have a pleasant life shedding off all the pains. The only goal being to sustain the world with good deeds. Who will decide the good or bad - which religion or society or just the inner conscience..... The mystery continues so does life and so will be our quest for truth. Probably till the end of human civilisation.

And there lies a dead flying insect on by bed, it came flying in the room last night- giving me a feel that death is inevitable. And it is probably where life finds its meaning - in a complete peace after fulfilling one's responsibilities to the world.

The other incarnation of God in hindu mythology - The Krishna. His teachings "The ShrimadBhagawad Puran" talks abt how to die and stands next on reading list. All I wish is I never become a blind follower of any religion during my life.

Confession of a Dangerous Mind

After a long time I wanted to pen down something about myself. Why I opted for writing about myself today is derived from the basic existence of me in this world. Yes, I have seen a dead body yesterday. And I am not afraid, but I m puzzled. The impeccable inertia of the body has made me feel a sense of ability. An ability of motion in the three dimensional space. A sense of life. And an enthusiasm for this sense.

Today, I really want to look back at my life and cherish each and every moment I encountered. My transformation from a homesick kleptomaniac kid to an uncaring adult to a joyful retrosexual to an introvert sexomaniac to a dull recluse and to a ruthless expressionist.

Recently I have felt a radical transformation in me. And I need to express becos I in love with it. Probably I want them to be more profound, more intense: The duality of my existence.

Till a few months back I was more comfortable with the bare nudity of pain in this world. I enjoyed watching poor masses, and the feel of sympathy that erupts in my heart for them. I used to envy of rich considering the poors a victim of a capitalistic manipulative herd. Strange happiness in having a confused and disoriented lifestyle. A dirty ambience attracting my attention and the feel of penury in common class driving my train of thought. A straight declaration of truth being my preferance than to a chocolate coating on a hidden bitterness.

I still believe I was right looking from one side of the frame. But a skewed position to this frame really gives me a very contrasting sense: both equally relishable.

The stinking richness of world has started inspiring me. To watch an exuberance of richness is as savoury to eyes as to feel one’s soothing heart filled with sympathy for poor. The tall and glittering skyscrapers are equally fascinating as green landscape. A complete devotion in love to one’s beloved is as sensuous as the titilating sexual fantasies. I njoy seeing jealosy in someone for others. It brings a smile on my face, and a big laugh in my heart and a sense of joy for being more clean at heart. To be true I am more treacherous.

I have accepted: the diversity is the basic instinct of the humankind and Mother Nature in general. Its not insensitiveness to pain, but to decline to be aloof of this diversity.