Terrorists.. Who.. Why.. How..!!!

For a taste of the discussion, here goes my comments on...

"Who are the terrorists?" "Why are they terrorists?" "How are they terrorists?"

There could be many such answers ... extreme poverty.. perceived humiliation.. personal suffering... loss of a loved one.. radical ideologies... nationalist political objectives... and ofcourse grievances with american or other foreign policies...

Poverty all alone can not lead to terrorism... though it can be a part of the problem.. but unemployment... hmm... may be..

Radical ideologies.. yes.. is the leading scorer for the making of a terrorist...

Most importantly, the radical ideologies are better to take root when discrimination and lack of oppertunity for economic growth are presented through a radical ideological lens...

The organized radicalization and recruitment (involves arms training.. providing weapons and ofcourse funding...) for such inhuman acts has been central to the formation of a terrorist..

A terrorist is just like us, with the only difference .. he is someone who is not only angry, but willing to act on that anger in an inhuman or extremly violent manner... for him, its just the sense of belonging to a group of like-minded extremists... that urges him to commit the sin...
Moreover, these radicalizers are more prominent on internet these days...

Rather, there can be no single psychological profile that could describe the reason or rather the "push factors" that makes an individual vulnerabe to the kind of radicalization that can eventually force him to become a terrorist...

It requires an organized element to channel the anger and frustration.. actively in person or passively over the internet or by any other media means... into a desire to kill and maim random civilians...

It is for this reason that groups subscribing to a radical ideology invest so much time, effort and money in media campaigns aimed at radicalizing and directly or indirectly recruiting future members to commit the sin...

The phenomenon of terrorism knows no boundaries, respects no religion, and the perpetrators regard themselves as the only “innocents.” Terrorism targets everyone indiscriminately regardless of their church, temple, synagogue or mosque. No one religion has cornered the market on violence......

Being a Billionaire.....

9 tiny numbers is all would it take,
Thinking on what difference would these numbers make..
Huh! I would have thrown up my job and live like a king,
And would have had all the time.. even for all the silliest things...

Hmm.. I would have bought the richest house with a swimming pool,
Partying.. all day and night.. and act like the biggest fool...
I would have got all the stuffs.. whatever money could buy,
Ofcourse have my own planes.. and better would learn how to fly...

Oopz... But...

How about my dearest friends, How could I leave them behind!!!
Even if I travel the whole damn world, none better would I find...
And if I gave up my work, I would still miss the mob,
So with a second thought, I better still hold on to my job...

Huh! With the biggest house, wouldn't i feel out of place!!!
And what the heck would I do with all the extra space...
Buying all the expensive stuffs, wouldn't that be a crime,
When would I use them afterall.. coz, am @ work all the time...

And while flying my self owned planes over the narrow peaks,
What if I broke my bones, I'll then be off the work for weeks...
So, why do I need to have lots of money!!!
With just the time to sit and count, doesn't that sound real funny...

Oopz... But...

I work all the week and that's the real pain,
And the day I get off, the hell brings down the rain...
Its all work and no play, with everyday almost being the same,
And by the end of the damn week, I hardly could remember my own name...

Oopz... But...

I should be grateful for all the things I have got,
And to accept the fact, that amn't that poor and thats my lot...
So let me relax for a while.. coz the help is on the way,
Its almost the end of the month, and I at least get my pay...

Oopz... But...

Now, I better stop weighing things up, whatever I seem to find,
Else once again, I will have to change my crooked mind...

Of Being a Billionaire!!!!!! :D

Moi home... Sweet home!!!

Through the dazzling skylines and the frenzied streets though I may roam,
Believe me or not, there’s no such place like home...
The warmth and serenity seems to hallow me there,
Which seek through d entire world, is never met with anywhere...
Moi home... Sweet home!!! I miss you soooo....

Like on an exile, with all the splendors in vain,
Oh! get me to my home, sweet home sooner again..
Where i could get to sing merrily, and things come at my call,
Gimme them... and d peace of mind, dearer than all…
Moi home... Sweet home!!! I miss you soooo....

I gaze at moi self made food, as I tread d drear wild,
And feel what moi mom be thinking about her crazy child…
As d smell of all moi favo dishes goes past her kitchen door,
No one awaits them on d dinner table, to cheer her any more...
Moi home... Sweet home!!! I miss you soooo....

How soothing is it to sit underneath moi dad's warm smile,
And even the yellings of moi mom, sound solacing and beguile…
There is no place on the earth, be it the US, or be it the rome,
To gimme the pleasures of moi home...
Moi home... Sweet home!!! I miss you soooo....

Longing to return, and bowed down wid care,
Moi heart's dearest solace await me on there…
No more from the home again will i ever roam,
Believe me or not, there’s no such place like home...
Moi home... Sweet home!!! I miss you soooo....

The Pseudo Accent

Why on earth do we need to put on a pseudo American/British/Australian accent???


I have been watching many people do it..
And what gets more annoying is to put a fake accent and then term it as slang.

Many of our countries eminent personalities/celebs have done it and continue to do so, every time they step their foot out of the country.
For instance, if you could remember when, Aishwarya Rai appeared on the Oprah Winfrey’s show. She just gave her best on the pseudo British Accent. Why should an ex- Miss World need to feel so inferior with her usual accent? This really, speaks volumes about Indians per se, and puts us to shame.

Most of us when abroad behave this way!!!But have we ever seen an American or Brit or Aussie faking an Indian accent when in India? It is not that, we Indians easily understand their heavy accented English.

There was an instance lately, when I visited Mc D, and had asked for a classic burger and an ice tea. The American lady @ the counter said “Sorry, I just understand English”. Wow!!! Awesome!!! As if all my years of existence, I have been speaking Honolulu. And if so, “Hullo” to all my dearest Hawaiians who are going through my blog. ;-)

Perhaps, it is by faking the accent we try to make the American/Brit/Aussie understand us better, in their own way. But it just makes us feel inferior, and what’s wrong if we let them put an extra effort in understanding us better?

Few of us do have a perception that, if “I” had a proper Brit English accent…
It would make me feel intelligent, cultured and thoughtful and have the greatest manners and be the most trustworthy, honest and debonaire chap on the face of earth.
I would have then stood up straight and I would eat with the right fork and I would have every women swooning at the simple mention of the words “cheers”, “bullocks” and “right-o”.
Where “I” could be the biggest, most annoying, idiotic man in the world, but because of “my” Brit English accent — well, you would embrace “me” with all your heart.

I agree such a fake Brit accent, could help one to get into a long conversation with a pretty English woman, and talk like hours about driving on the wrong side of the road, bangers and mash, the Queen (lord save her) and the Beatles (whom I have hardly heard) and on Scotland being “really green” and Germany “very german” and on Sir Elton John (”gay but happy”).

With young boys and girls spending hours faking accent at the call centres, it’s no surprise that they assume, it to be their original accent. They then speak helplessly in that particular accent for the rest of their lives.

I really can’t stand the fact that even among just us Indians here in America/England, few do continue using their newly acquired ‘foreign’ accent which is obviously fake.
Huh! You aren’t kidding anybody. You spend 20 odd years of your life back in India, and within an year or two in England/America and you now have a Yorkshire/American accent? While on top of their plastic imitations of the acquired accent, their grammar is totally out of shape.

In the end, what you get is a strange blend of a poor grammar spoken with an even poorer imitation of Yorkshire/American/Aussie English, which can be totally hilarious or positively irritating, depending on how you want to look at it.

The Brits will speak the way they do, the Americans will speak the way they do, the Aussies will speak the way they do, why shouldn't I try to speak in any other way I do know?

As they say, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. So at some point of time, I intent to try out sitting down in the local american pub, have a pint of ale and talk about the Yankees, Obama’s, Osama’s... ;)

Usually, a simple ‘bye’ would suffice, but people here part by saying
“Cheers! Get the hell outta here!”… ;)

Anyways, one shouldn’t try to pretend to be what one is not.

Its always better to have our own accent which is real, proper and legitimate.

P.S. Well my grammar isn’t that great either, nor is my pronunciation perfect...
I am thankful to those who have been correcting me then and there. :)