Dancing In The Dark

Iran, Tiananmen 2.0

dancindark — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 04:49:00 +0000

This video of a young woman dying on the street has become the defining symbol of the rebellion in Iran. It’s a rebellion where a government has turned on it’s own citizens and is killing them without a scintilla of guilt or remorse. A rebellion where young innocent students are being killed unconscionably by the government’s forces. A rebellion where opposition leaders are being house arrested to prevent them from stoking the protests any more. A rebellion where numerous journalists have been apprehended and harassed in order to choke the flow of news and information from the country.

Perhaps the last time the world witnessed such high-handed treatment meted out by a government to it’s own people was in 1989 at the Tiananmen Square in China. Many parallels have been drawn between the two rebellions over the last few weeks.

Over the last week or so, the protests in Iran have died down. The government’s crackdown on the protesters seems to have worked. The demonstration rallies have been few and not as massive as the earlier ones. Perhaps the rebellion is over too. But I’m sure it is going to change the situation in Iran in not so distant future.

Down the years the rebellion in Iran would be remembered for two main reasons.

For one it would be remembered for the brazen way in which the government stole it’s own people’s election. How a candidate who was immensely popular and the favorite to win (even was reported to be winning by 2/3rd majority votes at a time) suddenly lost by almost 11 million votes is beyond comprehension.

Second and more importantly the rebellion would be remembered for the role that ‘Social Media’ has played in it. As the Iranian govt blocked all news agencies to prevent them from reporting what was going on in the country and restricted the movement of reporters (even deported some foreign reporters to their home countries), the people of Iran found a novel way of letting the world know of the atrocities they were being subjected to. They found a new way to plan protests and discuss strategies. They used social networking sites like Twitter, Facebook and Youtube extensively to make the world aware of their cause.

Iranian Twitterers, many writing in English, posted photos of huge demonstrations and bloodied protesters, detailing crackdowns on students at Tehran University. At one moment in time, it had become such a movement that Twitter postponed maintenance scheduled for early morning, California time, which was midday in Iran.

Just look at this link and you’d realize the extent to which Twitter was and is still being used for the protests. Give it a minute and see the number of new posts that it shows you at the top of the page. You’d find some spine chilling stories of the venom spewn by the riot police and militia in Tehran and other cities.

http://search.twitter.com/search?q=%23iranelection

This rebellion has shown us what Social networking websites can achieve for us. They’re not merely a way to share pics of your latest trip or a way to tell your friends what phone you bought recently. They are a great platform to come together for a cause. Surely this would go down in history as one of the biggest achievements of ‘Social Media’.

People all across the globe have shown their solidarity for the rebellion in Iran. Players of the Iranian national soccer team wore arm bands to show their support and concern for their people when they played a WC qualifier match in South Korea a few weeks back. They were dismissed from the national team a consequence. U2 recently performed in Barcelona and showed their support to the dissidents’ cause. Have a look here. Outside Iran numerous people are in constant touch with Iranians and helping them send information out to the rest of the world. They are going beyond the typical shows of support by setting up proxy IPs and trying to confuse the Iranian security services. Leaders all over the world have condemned the actions of the Iranian government.

Come to think of it. All this would not have been possible if it were not for these social networking sites. People outside Iran would have remained oblivious to the happenings there.

Hopefully the Iranian government takes notice of its people after this revolution and takes steps to improve their living conditions just the way the Chinese government did after the Tiananmen Square incident in ’89. It did not spell the end of Communism in China but it definitely resulted in an improvement in the living conditions of its people. Here’s demanding an encore.

Dad, I’m a Socialist !!

dancindark — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 03:21:00 +0000

For long have I tinkered with the idea of writing about Socialism. I think I have been a ‘Closet Socialist’ ever since I came to understand what Socialism meant (though not in it’s purest form). I think now is a good time to come out of that closet.

Now that the world’s largest economy has a Socialist/Keynesian leader at the helm and is taking steps towards socialism (although gingerly). Now that capitalism has imploded in some of the biggest economies of the world and people are looking for an alternative economic system.

I do have my own reservations about Socialism and I’d mention them as well in this and the subsequent posts. Nonetheless, Socialism is not all that bad an idea.

“From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs”. These words by Karl Marx have come to be the underpinning dictum of Socialism and Communism ever since they were first used in 1875. But neither Socialism nor Communism can claim to achieve them both. At best they can achieve the latter and at worst neither.

‘Needs’ is the dominating factor under Communism. Numerous restrictions are placed on an individual in order to prevent him from accumulating inordinate wealth. This prevents the individual from performing to the max of his abilities. Liberty and ability are clearly compromised here. What makes it worse is that Communism controls not just the economy but almost all areas of society. It tries to curb individuality in all walks of life. Its termed as the ‘Tyranny of the Proletariat’ with a high degree of correctness.

Socialism if anything is an undertone of Communism. It is the first rung on the ladder to Communism. The individual is expected to work for the greater good of the people. Any person who runs an industry has many expectations off him. The government and the bureaucracy have a strong clout over all major industries and the (individual) owner is constrained in many ways. Liberty is yet again the casualty.

So is there no system which could work well? Well, lets not pop the bubbly just as yet !! Socialism even with it’s flaws is a much better system than Capitalism. Communism is a complete no no !!

Look at this very simple but saddening fact. A survey done by ‘FoodFirst.org’ not so long ago revealed that US produces enough food for all of its population. Still more than 36 million people including 14 million children experience hunger. Have a look here. The data may be a little outdated but the situation has not changed much since.

The reason for this is obvious. Food has become a ‘commodity’ which the rich can afford to squander and the indigent cant afford to buy. It has turned from a basic necessity that each one should have to a commodity that only a few can have. All thanks to the big corporations & conglomerates who are out to make profits under the garb of free market. Its quite unsettling to know that even though sufficient food is produced, hundreds of people go hungry everyday. And at the root of it all is the Capitalist system and an unequal division of wealth.

And its not the case just with the US. According to the same institute enough wheat, rice and grain is produced in the world to feed every human being with 3,500 calories every day. And still we have starving children and distended bellies.

A Socialist system can help by making this food available to everyone. And it is not very difficult to achieve too. This is not the place to get into the minutiae but if the govts across the globe are reading, I can suggest a few ways on how to do it :p Mr. Singh, Mr. Obama..Hit me when you read this

There have been many arguments made against such a system but none very convincing. It has been argued that if people were to get free food they would stop working. But I feel it is counter-intuitive. Only a man who is well fed can work well. A person who does not have food would not work anyways.

Another point made against Socialism is that when the government intervenes in a market, it disrupts the market dynamics and forces inefficiencies. But if the present state of the US and many other developed economies including the UK is any indication, then its the opposite. The government’s intervention can actually be instrumental in improving the performance of a failing economy and achieve a more equitable distribution of income and wealth.

Socialism/Communism is all for equality and Capitalism is all for liberty. It’s easy to have either one but a reconciliation of them both is particularly hard.

There are a lot of other factors that need to be considered and discussed and I’d hope to get to them in more such posts down the line. I’m sure I would have ruffled a few feathers with my allegiance to Socialism here. But these are merely my views. If you don’t like them then either let me know or sue me :p I’d prefer the latter..

Together We Can !!

dancindark — Wed, 27 May 2009 00:54:00 +0000

Scene 1: Queens, New York 2008

I remember I was quite tired that day. A long and stressful day at work had ended. My uncle called and asked me if I wanted to come over for a BBQ and some drinks. Though I was drained, I decided to go. The prospects of some good food and an enjoyable time with family beckoned. Though it just wasn’t on the cards.

Just as I settled down in a cozy chair on the patio, I saw an old lady (probably in her 60′s) wandering in the area around the houses. She was really old, I could tell from her rumpled skin. And she was carrying a huge sack on her back. She’d go from one dumping bin to the next looking for something. I didn’t know what. I had never seen anything like that before. I had seen people taking garbage out for families but this was different. She was looking for something specific in those bins. Looking thorough the filth and dirt, she kept filling her sack slowly.

I curiously asked my aunt what this old lady was up to. My aunt told me that she was looking through all those dumping bins for empty cans and bottles that people threw away. She’d collect them all and return them to get 5/10 cents on each and that would help her get some food for the night.

My heart went out to her. I was morose. It was awful. I wondered how much worse could perdition be. Didn’t feel like eating much after that.

I’m sure you’ve all come across similar situations some time or the other.

Should she (at her age) have to do that to feed herself? Turns out she does. And if she does then there is something amiss in our world. Something terribly amiss.

Just think about it. On one hand we have people who live a life of extreme indulgence and luxury and on the other there are those who lead a life of want and privation. Those benumbed by the cold when we are enjoying the warmth of our cozy apartments. Those who go without bread when we waste food at our lavish parties.

Scene 2: U of P, Philadelphia 2009

The last week or so was all about graduation and things related. Lots of nostalgia, lots of excitement and lots of friends. Nostalgia of leaving a place that I love. Excitement of moving to a bigger meaner city. And friends who came in from all corners for the BIG send-off from the university.

Amidst all this hubbub I met a friend after almost 4 months. A good friend and an even better human being. Somebody I could sit and let my hair down with. And that’s precisely what I did.

We reminisced. Talked a little about studies, some things about work and a lot about life. I somewhere knew where the discussion would eventually end (going by our past discussions), but what I did not know was that this time around we’d both be willing to take it a step further.

One thing led to another and out came the idea of starting a community and a foundation/charity (hopefully very soon).

So yet another charity you’d say. Well, I do not have any response other than saying, ‘Yes, yet another charity. This one is our contribution. This one is our attempt to give back to society’.

Another thing that you may ask is the cause that we are supporting. Well, why don’t you guys tell us that !!

It could be anything that you bring to us. Anything from supporting a local school in your neighborhood to providing medical services for the indigent to educating the adults in your area. It’s your cause and our money. Well partly our money and hugely the money of people who’d support us And we hope to have lots of both.

We have the support of professors at our university. Mentors and friends working in big corporations. Friends in India, Pakistan, Nigeria, Turkey, Korea and the US. And if we have your support as well, we are sure we can achieve a lot.

We’d soon come up with a roadmap for this and also ways for all of us to contribute. Please let us know of any comments, suggestions or ideas that you may have either here or on the following community.

http://www.orkut.com/Main#Community.aspx?rl=cpp&cmm=90235871

We’d soon have a similar group on Facebook and we’d share that link too.

Lets come together for this cause. Lets rise above our personal desires and make a difference.

Lets be the pencil that God uses to write a love letter to this world This one’s not mine though

Run Forrest Run !!

dancindark — Mon, 11 May 2009 08:50:00 +0000

That day, for no particular reason, I decided to go for a little run. So I ran to the end of the road. And when I got there, I thought maybe I’d run to the end of the university city And when I got there, I thought maybe I’d just run across the bridge into downtown. And I figured, since I have run this far, maybe I’d just run to the end of town. And that’s what I did. When I got to the end of town, I figured, since I’d gone this far, I might as well just turn back, keep right on going.

Yeah yeah, I know these are not exactly my own words. You don’t need to roll your eyes and make faces These words express the niceties of my ideas perfectly and hence they have been used.

I have always had a penchant for running, but it’s only recently that I started running here in Philadelphia. On the streets of Philadelphia.

And running on the streets is so much better. Mainly for a couple of reasons.

For one I am not running on a treadmill at Pottruck (read local gym). So I don’t find myself at the same spot even after running for more than an hour I make progress, I move ahead and I go places. What’s the fun in seeing yourself at the same damn spot even after running for so long? You might as well not do it !! You’ve got nothing to show for it :p

Second, it’s way better than running in the park. I don’t go round and round in circles. There are enough thoughts in my head which do that everyday. Thoughts that I want to get rid of but can’t. Thoughts that I’d rather not have. Thoughts that keep circling my mind all the time. The last thing I need is me doing the same !!

And so I go downtown. So did George Costanza once. LOL

When you’re alone and life is making you lonely

You can always go - downtown

When you’ve got worries, all the noise and the hurry

Seems to help, I know – downtown

This slight digression was for my fellow Seinfeld fans

So as I was saying, I decided to run downtown.

Run fast and far. Fast because I’m no ‘old man’ and far because….well it’s FAR.Far from home. Far from my worries. Far from everything. Far from life. Andif anyone needs to be far (removed) from reality at this point, then I do !!

I run past all my worries, all my tribulations and all my stress. At the start of the run all my thoughts are with me. Thoughts about work/studies, personal thoughts and sundry other ones. All of them running through my mind. But as I run further and further, they seem to lose me one by one. And for good.

The only thought that remains after a while is to make it to my destination and of course not fall flat in front of that cute chick coming from the other side :p

After a while the body says no, but I listen to the mind and keep going. That’s what we all do everyday of our lives. Isn’t it? Run after our dreams, after our ambitions and aspirations. Even when we feel sick and tired of it, we keep going.

We often pan it and claim that it’s a bloody ‘Rat Race’ of which we don’t want to be a part of. But truth be told, the day we’d stop running would be the day we’d stop living.

“Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you’re a lion or gazelle – when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.”

And So, I keep running.

I’ve seen many people running to the sound of their favorite songs on their ipods. I personally don’t like doing that. I have tried it a couple of times but I’d rather hear the sounds of the world around me.

The hubbub at the pubs on the side of the road, the gush of the river when I pass the waterfront, the loud roars of music from the frat houses (when I take a detour) and last but not the least, the mellifluous chatter of the ‘american girls’ as I pass them. The way they add a zing to their conversation is amazing. It has a singsongy qualiy to it. It’s like music to my ears. And I never get tired of hearing it

So what I am getting at is that running is amazing and I love it. There is no aspect that I dislike except when I counter people who are faster than me and run past me. But I think that’s alright. Because that’s life. There would always be people who’d be smarter than you, faster and quicker than you. It hurts to know this but it’s true

What I’d really like to do soon is a long run on a beach and with vacations here and Florida in sight, that may not be a ‘distant’ dream (if you see what I did there) !!

I end with these lines from Jesse Owens. “I always loved running… it was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs.”

The strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs !! And those two would take you FAR !!

P.S. Not that it’s any of your business, what title I give to my posts, but this one couldn’t be more apt as yours truly’s name means the same as For(r)est !! a.k.a Jungle

Happy Birthday !!

dancindark — Sat, 18 Apr 2009 23:12:00 +0000

Happy Birthday, Babes

An Affair with New York

dancindark — Mon, 16 Mar 2009 10:13:00 +0000

Studying in Philadelphia, and having some family in New York has helped me form a close bond with both these cities.

In the last two years or so, I have been to NY numerous time. Most of these visits were merely jaunts, with a few somewhat elongated stays and one prolonged fling last summer.

Its a novel spectacle each time that I go there. It shows me things I never knew or imagined it had.

At times I do tell my friends how much better I think NY is as compared to Philly. How much more titillating and exhilarating it is. How I careen uncontrolled on its streets. How blithely is my time spent when I am there. Doing this almost gives me the feeling that I am cheating on Philly. Like cheating on one’s wife with another woman !!

Looking at the two cities I realize how stark the differences are.

Philly is like the Mrs. She is demure. She is sedate. Docile too. And scenic. At least the Philly that I know is. The city has some sordid sides but then I’ve never seen them.

NY is like the mistress. She’s ravishing, scintillating and enticing. Perilous and treacherous. She’s smokin’ hot. She’s a siren. She’s a seductress.

Profuse with all the carnal pleasures she’s got an inexplicable, secretive quality that attracts you to her.

The big billboards and neon lights are much like the mistress’ jewels. They dazzle the eye. Her fast pace gives the vicarious feeling of a fling. Gives you an adrenaline rush that you’ve not known in a long time. You disremember all your worries. You can do nothing but have a good time with her.

She has always lived up to my expectations. Never has she disappointed me.

But then after a few days I grow blase of her glitter. That’s when I long for home. That’s when I long for Philly.

And so I start the journey back to Philly. Away from NY, away from it’s salacity. I tear my temporary NY subway card, the checks and other tidbits for the binges I had while I was there. Its like destroying all evidence that I was out with someone, before going home.

When I reach Philly, she embraces me with open arms. That’s the place where I really get a true sense of home. There’s a warmth that I can find no place else. I am a happy man when I am there. There’s an air of reassurance that surrounds me. Even the sleep is that much more sound. And when I get up in the morning, look out of my room’s window, I can see how beautiful she is. Its like waking up next to the Mrs. and realizing that she’s all that you’d ever need. She’s innocent, she’s pretty and she’s the one who makes you really happy.

But the dog that I am, I know I’d leave her soon. Probably forever. Go away and ensconce in NY. That’s what I did with Delhi !!

I’d miss her though :-/

Stirred, Not Shaken !!

dancindark — Mon, 02 Mar 2009 10:35:00 +0000

So, finally this Saturday I got a chance to watch the much touted ‘Slumdog Millionaire’. I think it was the Oscar win that whetted my appetite beyond any resistance.

After having heard so much about the movie and it’s plot I already had an inkling or two on how it would roll. One reason for still watching it was to see how it has been done. How does a slum boy go about changing his fortune and how all the experiences of his life come together on one single day to help him do the unthinkable.

Now having watched it, I would say I am a little disappointed. Had it lacked the Oscar it would have lacked the disappointment.

Sure it’s a film well made and a story well told. The eternal ‘Rags to Riches’ idea amalgamated with the boy’s ‘Never Say Die’ spirit and his relentless efforts to find his love. I mean who doesn’t love an underdog. Right ?!

But I think the ‘Big Idea’ that separates an exceptional movie from a good one is still missing. I simply think that it is not in the same bracket as some earlier winners of the ‘Best Picture’ trophy.

I can recount a few.

Look at something like Forrest Gump. A simpleton who is prone and invincible to the world. The story of an innately good guy who refuses to make the trade-offs that me and you make every day of our lives. Remember the lines, “Run Forrest Run” or “Life’s like a box of chocolates…”? I’m sure you do. I wonder how many lines from Slumdog we’d remember 10-15 years down the line.

Another one that comes to mind is Titanic. A gorgeous tale of a romance that couldn’t be. A story from the annals of history. A story that everyone knew for so long. Still the movie managed to shake every soul that watched it. And it still does. Over and over. There are so many scenes from the movie that have stayed with us. I still remember the one where Rose jumps back on to the ship even as her rescue boat is being lowered, to reunite with her lover in the face of certain death. I looked for such a scene in Slumdog. Couldn’t find one.

LOTR-Return of the King. A movie that is simply incomparable in it’s magnificence. A movie larger than life. So stupendously large that even the superlatives fail to describe it. Totally incredulous, still made so believable.

There is a long list worthy winners. But then there are some which IMHO bring the prestige of the ‘Best Picture’ trophy a tad down. ‘The American Beauty’ is one. Nice movie with some great acting by Spacey but Oscar worthy? Hmm..I’m not sure. Same is the case with ‘The Departed’. I guess what happens in these cases is that they are really the best picture that particular year. The best among averages if I could say.

If I could, I would do away with giving out the ‘Best Picture’ trophy if no movie is worthy of it. But then again if I could do things off my wishlist, there are many other things higher up than this

I would digress a little and comment on one more aspect. I have read that many people back in India have taken an exception to how the movie shows India in bad light. Plenty of acidulous remarks have come it’s way.

But we need to ask ourselves. What does it depict about India that is untrue? Don’t we have child trafficking? Don’t we swindle our tourists and take them for a ‘ride’ (both figuratively and literally)? Sometimes we do even worse. Aren’t we riddled with religion and caste based riots even 60 years after independence. Don’t we have children in our slums that lead a life of want and privation? What is it that we are taking an exception to? If we do not like somebody holding up the mirror to us, then we should not roll out the red carpet when foreign directors come to our land in the first place.

I do have my own reservations about the movie. But it’s got more to do with the way it depicts people from India than the situations in India. Not a single character in the movie who is Indian is shown to be good. Except for the main protagonist of the movie who by default has to be good. Is India all about goons and child traffickers? Even the quiz show host tips the boy to a wrong answer. No one is India is inherently good. Is that the message?

Well, this discussion could go on and on. Hence I’d stop coz my main intent was not to talk about this.

Last few words are reserved for Rahman and what a great talent he is. He is truly exceptional and deserves all the recognition that he is getting. He can stand shoulder to shoulder with any international music talent. Kudos to him!! Though I think some of his earlier work has been better but then, the Americans have never heard it.

In the end, I’d only say that SM is a good movie. Not an exceptional one. Not a spectacular one.

I am simply Stirred, not Shaken !!

Yeh Dil Maange More !!

dancindark — Mon, 02 Feb 2009 10:37:00 +0000

There’s something about Bernie Madoff !! At first glance, he does not come across as the most striking personality in the group. If anything he is understated and unassuming. Not at all flashy. He’s not somebody you’d be able to trust your money with easily, just for the sheer lack of flair that he exhibits.

But people still did. That’s because when you watch closely you notice the demeanor of a man who’s got everything under control. Who whether speaks or not, is still the man in-charge in the room. Being powerful is like being a lady, if you have to tell people you are, you probably aren’t. And that’s why Bernie prefers to keep mum. Whenever I watch him on TV, I always feel that he’s still got another card up his sleeve and he’d probably get out of this unscathed, barring his reputation of course.

Surely Madoff is not the kind of person one would expect, leave alone suspect, of doing what he did. Running the biggest Ponzi scheme of all times. The Wall Street always knew there were skeletons in it’s closet. But when something like this came out with Madoff’s name associated with it, it’s surprise and shock element swelled that much more.

Madoff has served as the chairman of the NASDAQ in the past. It was one thing that he pushed for greater accountability and transparency in the business during that time. Quite another that behind closed doors he himself was hatching the biggest fraud of our times.

Well, I have read a lot about Madoff and people have got numerous things to say about him. One thing that resounds through all their views and opinions is that Bernie was a “smart” and a “decent” man.

A trading expert, Jim Angel has this to say of him. “Here’s somebody who didn’t need to start a scam to become a multi millionaire many times over. And yet apparently there must have been some ‘flaw’ in his makeup that led him to get into this mess and to dig himself deeper and deeper.”

Makes me wonder what this ‘flaw’ really was. Was it an urge to show the world how smart he was? If not through his work then through his duplicity. Did it all start out as a mere gamble and then turned into a compulsive exercise to gain approval and adulation of his clients. Since he could not give a performance commensurate to the applause, he decided to sham. He surely would have known that his luck would run out soon but still he didn’t stop. What made him squander, with wanton disregard, the money of numerous people many of whom were close friends. Was he totally oblivious to reality? Or was it just the plain old sin of “greed” that got the better of him.

Some point out that it was “greed” which was the cause of this huge scam. And I couldn’t agree more. And not just Madoff’s greed, but the greed of his investors too. Madoff is no doubt to be blamed and he would (probably) serve a long long time for that. But what about the investors?Doubts about the double digit returns year after year were blanketed only by the investors’ greed and ignorance. They blindly followed the maxim of “Bernie knows !!” but the blindfold on their eyes was really one of their own greed. When something appears too good to be true, it is probably not. And that’s what it precisely was. Well in hindsight everything looks 20-20 but I bet there were signs and red flags all along which the investors just ignored. And in the process became the “willing victims” of Bernie. Ah, an oxymoron !!

It’s always difficult to draw a line between ambition and greed. Ambition is good we are taught. Greed is not. But the line that divides them is really thin. Often times its difficult to tell on which side we are when in pursuit of something. That big pent house, that second or third car or that beach house down south !! Who’s to say what’s ambition and what’s greed. Hedonism really dictates much of what we do. And hedonism is a close relative of greed.

Madoff may have initially desired only to build himself a decent name on the Wall Street. And may be he started out alright too, but at what point greed usurped the dominion of his mind, nobody knows, not even himself.

And it’s not just the case with him. It’s the same for us all. Are we all not victims of greed? Isn’t it greed when we keep seeking ways to make more and more money. When we fall preys to the “quick money” schemes. Isn’t it greed when we are doing a job we don’t even love just because it’s monetarily rewarding? And is it not greed when we despise taxes and find ways to evade them.

So, what’s the way out? Who knows… Greed is difficult to exorcise because most of the times we don’t even know that it’s taken control of our selves. But if we do know that we are in it’s possession, one remedy could be following the maxim of “Simple Living and High Thinking” as advocated by Gandhi. Or may be learn from the Bible, “Food and raiment and with that I shall be content”. Again, akin to many philosophies, they are much easier to preach than practice.

The repercussions of Madoff’s deeds are many. On the honest brokers and traders, it has put a tremendous pressure of convincing investors to come back to the markets. Many charities whose money was with Madoff have been shut down and the people they were helping have turned out to be Madoff’s biggest victims eventually. And as some have suggested this act of Madoff’s has fuelled feelings of Anti-Semitism across the globe.

But more than anything hasn’t this scam once again reinstated greed as the biggest sin of all? Sure there are pride, sloth, gluttony, anger, envy and lust. But greed really beats them all. And on it’s pervasiveness alone. Not all of us are slothful. Some are short-tempered or envious. But greed is a strong desire in almost all of us and is extremely difficult to overcome. It’s a beast bigger than any and no “silver bullet” is yet known that could kill it.

“Greed” my friends, is the biggest and deadliest of all sins. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise !!

ManU 3 – Chelsea (Nil) I Love Soccer Still !!

dancindark — Mon, 12 Jan 2009 03:37:00 +0000

Having slept really late this Saturday night, I wasn’t particularly keen on getting up (relatively) early this Sunday. But then a friend called and asked me to come over to watch the Manchester United and Chelsea clash with him. After having not followed, leave alone watched any football for the last few months, I was happy to let another match go by and enjoy some extra sleep time instead. But the friend persisted and called me a second time, to check if I had gotten out of bed. So, reluctantly I pulled myself out of it.

As I reached his room, he had plenty of snacks ready to see us through the match. Okay, so he made me get up early when I didn’t want to but perhaps it would not be all that bad, after all.

Man U were playing at home, at the Old Trafford. A stadium which can seat more than 75,000 fans and is still packed to capacity week in and week out for every match of the premiership. For the uninitiated, the ‘premiership’ a.k.a. the EPL is the domestic football league in England I didn’t care to explain what ManU and Chelsea were because even the ‘uninitiated’ would know about them. And if they don’t, then they ought to !!

So, the match got underway but nothing particularly exciting happened for a good part of the first half. Me and my friend, both United fans ( trust me not to share a beer with a Chelsea or an Arsenal fan) were a little disappointed to see some of the United players not really in the groove. We were already in one

Some chances here and there but the trigger on this match was finally pulled, when in the injury time of the first half, Vidic gave United the lead. This was moments after United were denied a goal through Ronaldo’s header. The refree didn’t think they took the corner right, so it was not fair. But who cares what’s fair !! All we want is to see our team win !!

But as we saw the ball go into the net a second time within seconds of the first, we were relieved to no end and felt as if the greatest justice of all had just been done. Exasperation one second, relief the next !! Just two of the huge gamut of emotions which the game’s got up it’s sleeve.

The second half had the prospects of some more goals. Hopefully at the right ( right – wrong) end of the pitch. As Chelsea would need to attack it would open up opportunities for United. By this time, I was totally engrossed in the match. I didn’t know why I had not been doing this all these months. Well, maybe because of the semster work but now I was ready to put all of that behind me, and watch the second half !!

2 more goals came United’s way in the second half. Rooney scored one and Berbatov the other. At the end of it all, United were the victors 3 to nothing. In the second half, they played much better.

It was perhaps not the greatest of displays by them, but it made me remember all the great things about the the team and the players. Ronaldo, who’s got both ‘right’ feet. Rooney’s immense power and grit. Giggs and Neville, the war horses. The now well settled Evra and Vidic, and the rock solid Van Der Saar at the back. Not a lot of stars, but the right mix of some good and a couple of special players. As my dearest friend always says, and I agree, ”That’s the perfect recipe to win”.

The season till now has been a little wobbly for United but now they are back on track. They trail the leaders, Liverpool ( yeah, I know !! ) by 5 points with 2 games in hand. I really think the match yesterday was the turning point for them this season. They beat another serious title contender, they are in good form now, pretty much the entire squad is fit and when you can afford to put players like Carrick and Tevez on bench, you know you’ve got a good team.

So, here it goes Liverpool. I’ve said it. The ‘Red Devils’ are back in business and they have tasted blood too, ‘Blue Blood’, Chelsea’s blood Watch them come and take the title for a second year running !!

P. S. Red Devils Still Rule All … All !!

And This Too Shall Pass

dancindark — Thu, 01 Jan 2009 13:09:00 +0000

Often times have I heard this and even oftener have used it in some context or the other. Is there another phrase which is so apt at all times? How much does it express! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!!

Recently while watching a Julia Roberts movie, I heard this phrase for the umpteenth time. Well, this time I just felt the urge to look for it’s genesis. I had known the meaning all along, but this time I wanted to know about the first time it was used and in what context. Though it seems to hold true in almost any.

Well there are a few stories that try to explicate the origin and most of them relate to King Solomon. Some say that the King once decided to humble his minister, Benaiah Ben Yehoyada, by asking him to get him a ‘magical’ ring which he knew never existed. When asked about the magical power, the King told Benaiah that it was a ring, seeing which a happy man becomes sad and a sad man becomes happy. The minister was in a fix now. Days passed and months. He wandered to find the ring without much success. Then one night, as he was taking a walk he passed an old shabby jeweler and decided to inquire if he had heard of such a ring, though he thought it was futile. But his luck was to change. The old guy took out a plain gold ring and engraved on it the letters, ‘This Too Shall Pass’ in Hebrew, and gave it to him.

The next day, to every one’s surprise, Benaiah presented the ring to Solomon. And with it came to the King, the realization of the impermanence of all his might and wisdom.

So, that is one story. There are some others but the idea remains unchanged. What has come shall pass as well. The pinnacle of all accomplishments, the nadir of all defeats. The highest of all highs and the lowest of all lows, all would pass us.

When we are low, it makes sense to be an optimist and look forward to better times and work hard to get there. But what about the times of jubilation, times of success and achievement? Are we not supposed to be happy and take pride in our accomplishments? Of course we are. Everything we work on, everything we create is a piece of us and if we can’t take pride in it, it’s all of no use. But at the same time, there has to be a sense of “non-attachment” that we must have towards everything. Be it the work we do, be it our family, be it our friends, be it times of utmost happiness and be it the darkest dungeons of despair. All is transitory. All shall pass.

This sense of “non-attachment” if achieved could be the greatest of things. It does not stop us from going out and pursuing our ambitions and dreams, but saves us a lot of suffering. By realizing the fugacity of these things, we would not end up becoming a slave for them. Its probably much easier to sever ourselves from all earthly things and lead a monastic life. What is much more difficult is to be a part of this world and attain a sense of disengagement with all things transitory.

Buddha also recognized the same and hence his ‘Five Remembrances’ among other teachings include the following two:

All that is dear to me and everyone I love are of the nature to change. There is no way to escape being separated from them.

My actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground upon which I stand.

Osho also echoes somewhat similar sentiments through the following lines:

“The fool goes on missing everything. The wise man enjoys everything. He enjoys the day and the night. He enjoys life and he enjoys death. He is a non clinger; in non clinging is bliss.”

We need to be careful though in not looking at these teachings and developing a bleak outlook towards life. If anything, these teachings should help us realize their importance even more. People we love, work that makes us happy, things that we find pleasure in, they are all of paramount importance. They are all important facets of our lives. We should never shy down from enjoying these things for the fear of losing them one day, but being “non-attached” at a level would not really hurt.

So, here’s hoping we can achieve this sense of “non-attachment”. Hoping we succumb to neither glory nor despair !! Because everything shall one day pass !!