The Common Man

The Common Man does not speak.H has never spoken.He is a silent but wise spectator.Even the word 'spectator' is inappropriate for him.He is really a witness, a saakshi,to all that happens around him.To the discerning eye,his raised brow itself is the great indictment.To the sensitive mind,his melancholy expression is the worst form of chastisement.The Common Man is a mirror that never distorts.he is the most reliable barometer of our ethical and moral pretensions;yet he never sermonizes.
Others react to him with an uncalled for vehemence.He makes the hypocrite,the corrupt,the insincere,the pompous and the perfidious insecure.He has been around for more than 60 years.his appearance has remained the same for all these years.Chronology is not his concern.He is the gentle, but unwavering guardian of human worth and quality.He is eternal India.

Only one other person shares his passion for goodness and empathy:The Mahatma.To say that he is a miniaturized version of Mahatma would not be an exaggeration.He remains poor,not because he glorifies poverty ,but because he is capable of boundless empathy.He has the intelligence and the will to be the richest man in the world,but desists from doing so because means are more important to him then ends.

But why this vow of silence,people wonder.He remains silent,not because he is unsociable,smug,arrogant or diffident.Rather,the lack of speech symbolizes the silence of mind and the spirit.Amidst all the din that politicians,bureaucrats,moralizers,machines and vehicle create ,the Common Man baulks from adding to the decibel levels of the world.

Another year in his life is about to come to an end.He looks forward to a new year.He is never cynical,though he has every reason to be so.He cannot understand why some people create such a fuss about a temple instead of concentrating on their jobs and living simple ordinary lives.It is beyond him why those who have a great deal of wealth and opportunity need to shortchange the dead and trade in coffins.

The Common Man is a firm believer in the tenacity of the human spirit.It puzzles him as to how a few demolished towers can destroy human resilience itself.He is often amused by the juvenile confidence of the terrorist,the suicide bomber and the criminal.This is because he knows that concepts such as freedom,civility,decency,goodness and moderation are far greater than evil.The sword he knows, might win the battle today,but the pen and the song usually rewrite these victories as defeats.

All this is,of course,the very stuff of politics.Like all wise men,the Common Man is more intrigued by simpler questions.Here is a sample of such questions.Why do people not use garbage bins and instead litter the entire landscape around them?Why are our roads in a perpetual state of disrepair?Why is is so difficult to provide people with drinking water, sanitation and clean air?Why do people depend on the government for everything?Why do people give and take bribes?Why is quality education not universal?One reason why people prefer bombs to schools?Why are politicians so self-centered and self-righteous?

The answers are inherent in the questions.Yet, the Common Man does not despair of asking them repeatedly.We do not know if the Common Man is believer or not.His iconic form,created by a god among cartoonists, betrays nothing about his religious or spiritual beliefs.He embodies prayer,place of worship and holy book.His credo is simple and uncomplicated: Be awake,aware and vigilant.He is his own leader and follower. He is at once a supreme individual and the member of the community.HE IS US.WE, THE PEOPLE.

COlored!!!

Hey , this poem was nominated as the best poem of 2005, written by an African Kid.....

When i born, i black.
When i grow up i Black.
When i go in sun i Black.
When i scared i Black.
When i sick i Black &
When i die , i still Black....
And u white fella...
When u born u Pink.
When u grow up u White.
When u go in sun u Red.
When u cold u Blue.
When u scared u Yellow.
When u sick u Green.
and when u Die u Gray.... & u calling me COLORED ???

GLOBALISATION!!!

Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?
Answer: Princess Diana's death.

Question: How come?
Answer: An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a
French tunnel,
driving a German car with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who
was drunk
on Scottish whisky, followed closely by Italian Paparazzi, on
Japanese motorcycles;
treated by an American doctor, using Brazilian medicines. This is
sent to you by
Indian, using Bill Gates 's technology, and you're probably reading
this on your
computer, that use Taiwanese chips, and a Korean monitor, assembled
by
Bangladeshi workers in a Singapore plant, transported by Pakistan
lorry-drivers,
hijacked by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen, and
trucked to you by

Mexican illegals.....

That, my friend, is Globalization !!!!

Afterall life is all about Insanity....

20 WAYS TO MAINTAIN A HEALTHY LEVEL OF INSANITY

1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a
hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.
2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.
3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want Fries
with that.
4. Put your garbage can on your desk and label it "IN".
5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten
over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
6. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for smuggling
diamonds".
7. Finish all your sentences with "in accordance with the prophecy".
8. Don't use any punctuation.
9. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.
10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat - with a serious
face.
11. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".
12. Sing along at the opera.
13. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical
sounds all day at work.
14. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme.
15. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their
party because you're not in the mood.
16. Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, Rock
Bottom.
17. When the money comes out the ATM, scream "I won! I won!"
18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot
yelling, "Run for your lives, they're loose!!"
19. Tell your children over dinner "due to the economy, we are going
to have to let one of you go."
20. And the final way to keep a healthy level of insanity: read this yourself or
to someone to make them smile and laugh. Its called therapy.