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If you would like to have some fun reading, you can proceed reading this blog. Othewise, I am sorry! If you are a fan of serious fiction, these stuffs are not meant for you. I am not Charlie Chaplin. So don't expect my posts to be very humorous. I am not Shakespeare. So dont expect my posts to be like 'Julius Caesar' or like 'The Tempest'!!

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Saturday, May 14, 2016

I am not from Somalia!

            The respected prime minister of India described my home state Kerala as Somalia. Thank you sir for the metaphor you have used to describe my mother land. I feel immense pleasure upon hearing this.

I have heard foreigners describing Kerala as ‘God’s own country’ from the time I grew up. When there were strikes and hartals, I thought they were wrong. But when I went into the backwaters of Kerala and saw tourists enjoying the natural beauty of Kerala, I realized that it’s paradise. The Vemabanadu lake and the Asktamudi lake are not just sights for the tourists, but they are the abode of a huge number of common people who make their living out of the resources from those lakes and their banks. Yes sir ji, it’s Somalia. Yes, if you drain the entire lakes, burn whole of those house boats and stop the tourists from visiting the place. Yes it’s Somalia, if you stop people from soaking coconut shells in water and prevent them from making coir out of that in order to prevent them from earning. Yes sir ji, Kerala is Somalia if you poison our lakes and kill the diverse variety of fishes ranging from sardain and `karimeen` to squids and crabs. We have paddy fields and coconut plantations in our Somalia, sir ji. If you look down through the window pane of the business class seat in the flight while you fly through the skies above Kerala, you might not find them all. We are not from Somalia unless and until we have a rich soil and abundant natural resources.

People in cities go to shops to buy tea bags. But where do they come from? Haan ji.. Aap bilkul sahi bol raha he.. Vo jo chai aap peete ho, vo aata he hamaara Somalia se.. Those tea bags come from the estates in the highlands of Kerala. The hills in the high land regions of Munnar, Idukki, Wagamon and various regions of Kattappana are covered in the green thick blankets of tea, coffee, cardamom and pepper. Still, you call it Somalia. Yes sir ji, you are right. It would have been Somalia if our entire hills were flattened and concrete was laid to cover whole of them to prevent any plant or shrub from growing up. We have beautiful rivers flowing through the state. The Periyar which flows along the banks of Thekkady Wildlife Reserve is just one of our rivers. The broad Bharathapuzha with its broad banks is just another river in our Somalia. The Meenachil river which provides water to most of the taluks in Kottayam district needs to be drained and those rubber trees in our rubber estates needs to be cut down if you want Kerala to be Somalia. The Silent Valley Reserve and Nelliyampathy hills need to be cleared on grounds of enhancing the beauty of our State so that we could have it as Somalia.

Sir ji, I am not sure if you had seen our beaches. We have got beaches from north to south of the state. The Bekal beach in the north, holds history and stands up with pride. The Payyambalam beach in the north to Kovalam beach in the south are not just tourist spots but something that you might not find in Somalia. And sorry sir  ji.. we don’t have those pirates like that in Somalia along our sea shores. Oh! You will neither be shot down nor be looted at gun point while you are at my home State which you described as Somalia. And yeah.. We  have a literacy rate greater than 90%.. I am not sure if Somalia has that high of a literacy rate..

Haanji.. Aap bilkul sahi bataya gaya he.. Hamara state Somalia jaise hi he.. Those who reside in North India say that Kerala is like ‘karela’ (bitter gourd). Haanji.. Hum karela jaise hi he.. Just as bitter gourd, we are slightly bitter. We have got some problems. We have got some scams. But those are just some small issues. It’s not something that affects the living of many common people who make their living on their own by hard work involving lot of sweat. We are not from Somalia. And sir ji, kya aap hamaare state ko Somalia jaise banna chahte ho? Do you want us to fly half earth distance down there and cast vote for your party to make my state Somalia? As the nation’s prime minister, you can transform a state into Somalia or into another territory ahead of the United States of America. The decision is yours. It’s not just `Make in India`, but those which are already there in India can also be turned into something that reap gold or into something that is like s**t. The nation is in your mighty hands. I wish that you motivate the youth to rebuild the state and the nation into a developed nation rather than disrespecting its values by comparing it with an underdeveloped poverty stricken country.

Saturday, October 25, 2014


I hadn't been writing a blog for so long. I had got no time to traverse through the cob web stitched with my thread of thoughts. During a casual chat with an old school mate of mine, my blogs came into picture. When she asked me why I didn't write of ‘MOM’, I was confused. When I had entitled my blog as ‘MOM’, I doubt how many of you would have thought of your own mother who had carried you in her womb for ten months and the one who took hardships to make you abler and stronger to be what you are now. When this old pal of mine had mentioned ‘MOM’, I thought of my own mother who stays 2900 kilometers away from where I am right now. But my characteristic behavior to look at a phrase through different angles made me google for the word ‘MOM’. To my amazement, the first result that came up was not ‘mother’ but ‘Mars Orbiter Mission (MOM)’. India’s leap to Mars though this mission had made us proud of our nation. I know nothing much of Mars except that it’s a planet in outer space. Yeah, correct me. It’s a planet in the solar system orbiting next to the Earth. Yes. Yes. Yes. I had not forgotten what my science teacher had taught me in third standard. I had seen lot many posts in Facebook appreciating the people who had worked behind this mission. I do salute and applaud those great scientists and I respect your work to the core. Let us be proud of our nation and our achievement.

It’s the Indian’s common behavior to offend anything and everything. When India made a giant leap to outer space, there were statistical surveys to divide the amount spent on India’s Mars Orbiter Mission to see how much each Indian would have got if it was divided among the whole population. I had noticed that someone had reverted to one such survey as follows: “The Rs.4.54 billion can be used to give Rs.4.54 to each one of us - a billion Indians, and that might (hypothetically) feed us all a single meal for a day (it wouldn't). But after that single meal has been consumed and excreted out, we are back to square one.

I completely agree to what my fellow citizen had told. If you are too bothered about the money spent on the space mission, just try to avoid eating a pizza from Dominos or avoid a trip to KFC. Why just four and half rupees? You can save enough money to satisfy the hunger of at least two babies who cry for their one time meal. I plead my fellow citizens to refrain themselves from doing worthless surveys and I beseech them to do something that will help India to develop further into a developed country. When a country is developed, there would be no poverty and famine. In countries like USA, the fellow politicians shake hands, appreciate each other, support each other and promote the country’s growth. Here if a politician does the same, he gets kicked out of his seat. Shashi Tharoor who had served as an official spokesperson for the Congress party from January to October 2014 was dropped from his position in the party on 13th October 2014 following a disciplinary action for praising Prime Minister of India, Narendra Modi and his “Swachh Bharat” campaign. To my understanding, it’s just the Congress’ suspicion that what will happen if someone think that their opposition party BJP is more efficient that led to the disciplinary action against the fellow comrade. What will you loss if you praise someone when they do well? Dr. Puratchithalaivi Jayalalitha was arrested for a scam. Right. She did wrong. She was arrested. There were lot of posts flowing through social media to criticize her. Where were you when she had opened restaurants whole over Chennai where food was served for unimaginably low price? Where were you when she had supplied water and butter milk to the people during the hot summer absolutely free of cost? And from where did all your fury sprout out when she had a bad time?

There are good and bad times for all of us. To err is human. Can you say that you had never sinned in your life? Can you ever say that you had never done a wrong doing? If you look around, even the dirtiest and the wicked person would be having some good quality. I humbly request my fellow citizens to be more optimistic and to applaud people when they do good deeds. Sometimes your appreciation can cause a changeover. There are stories of people who had changed upon hearing a good word from someone or when someone had shown mercy on them. You cannot baptize the whole world. Live well. Do well. As Mahatma Gandhi had said, “Be the change you want to see in the society”. Thank you dear reader for spending your time on my blog. Wish you a great time ahead.