"Justice delayed is justice denied"

Today we saw another brilliant example of the outrage of the Indian penal system by the affluent class, where in the rich always breaks out from the claws of the judiciary, leaving the downtrodden, helpless-as usual, with all the blame on their head.
 We are very much aware of the Nithari case involving Maninder Singh Pandher and his domestic help, Surinder Koli. The heinous crime, which they indulged in, is enough to send a wave of chill down our spines. I still remember the scene, which I watched on the TV, where the hatred of the common people could be easily seen in the group of lawyers, who thrashed him black and blue as he was coming out of the Ghaziabad court calling him names which I can’t scribe in here. But today, as we see, the same judiciary has acquitted him for the lack of evidence!
I am no CBI. I am no cop. I don’t know the facts behind the scene. But all I know that I am sad, ‘coz I got to see another rape of the Indian Judiciary.

COPYCAT..!!!

I don’t know whether to feel mocked about myself or to hold my head in pride ‘coz of being a trend setter. Because when you see people around you following you in every respect, you ought to give a second thought why they are doing so, and oddly, how. Some of my friends had asked me before, why is someone tempted to do the same what I do, wear, eat, or follow some of my habits. Luckily, they don’t think the way I do!
I started noticing that there was a guy who started following me in every respect, and I am afraid to say that, not in the high spirit of the morale, but only for his benefit. I started noticing the same colored clothes in his wardrobe, the same types of eating habits as mine, if I go on a diet, or avoid something, he does the same…….you know its pretty funny at times but irritating too. But hats off to his wits. For example, he could calculate what type of clothes I would prefer to wear on an occasion, and get ready in the same so as not to give me an opportunity to blame him for copying me! Brilliant! There have been many instances, some modest, others noticeable, and if I start thinking about all of them, either I would go insane or you would close the window in which you are reading this, not so mere rhetoric.
Its good if you have reached a level where people can imitate, or rather learn from you, but I do deserve a royalty, if not material, at least kind. But I am always gratified because I have my head over him, ‘coz he cannot think like me!

Marooned in Dubai Plaza

The feeling of visiting Dubai plaza was itself exciting as I am a shopping buff. Incisively, I started asking people the way to the much talked about hub of chinkis. I have been to brigade a couple of times but am not very well acquainted with the right place for the right stuff. Eventually, I found myself inside a crowded, hyperventilated, brothel like place which they called the “Indo-Dubai Plaza”, to be specific. At the beginning, I was enjoying the flutter around me, but soon, I couldn’t find anything that could grab my attention. All I could find around me were girls, crammed into the tiniest shops I had ever seen with a trial room in each of them! All of a sudden, I started looking for some shop I could get into and indulge in so called phenomenon - “window shopping”, which I actually hate to do. I had to swing myself in unimaginable angles to keep myself from brushing against scantily dressed girls, who are in demand at places other than brigade. I could find all sorts of apparels, accessories, footwear and of course lingerie of the most “jazzy” colors, as said by someone. For some of them, I had to push my imagination to its extreme realms, so as to imagine how and where they are used! Gawd! I’ll have to say, we guys really have limited options! Fed up with it, I came out, had a comforting breath, and started looking for places to chill!