RE: Class VIII

I think we all looked/felt idiotic to ourselves in those photos.. :> not knowing what we were really doing there in the first place

you have probably digitized your photos since then but I don’t even have those photos with me any more..

No VLC here in office; only WMP

did u get VLC installed on your PC?

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Wednesday, May 27, 2009 12:35
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: Class VIII

I am not on Facebook. I hardly get time to orkut. Well, I looked as idiotic in class XII also.
Attached here is the photo.

Do you have VLC? I have something to send you.

Aparajita Tripathi
AVALON Dev | BT-01 | Developer
Phone: 022-66882000-| Extn- 7774 | Mumbai

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Wednesday, May 27, 2009 12:33 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: Class VIII

School time mein no one knows what these pictures will mean…

We are all obediently following our teachers orders

Smiling and attitude comes only in the photos of last year at school or last class group photo in XII

Though am in orkut have stopped orkutting ‘cos it’s become a very static networking portal

hence .. more on facebook now.. in these times of near real-time social networking trends. That’s the best one can get on friend and world updates

though FB don’t open from here..

it’s a pity some folks miss out on some trends to be used creatively in these times to increase engagement of teams

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Wednesday, May 27, 2009 12:23
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: Class VIII

Hmm. Actually, this could be true provided you identified the right girl. Third from right. Bottom row.

There have been changes, quite a lot in character but that’s just a part of growing up.

But yes, one thing that hasn’t changed is that I still don’t know how to smile In front of camera : )

I am all nervous and conscious.

You on orkut/facebook. If yes, what name will find you?

Aparajita Tripathi
AVALON Dev | BT-01 | Developer
Phone: 022-66882000-| Extn- 7774 | Mumbai

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Wednesday, May 27, 2009 12:20 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: Class VIII

Somehow I missed this mail yest… You have not changed since the 8th class.. that’s interesting.. :>

a Nice Thought!

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.' I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.' True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have . I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. 'Life isn' t about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.'

FW: Josh

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Saturday, May 23, 2009 20:20
Subject: Beautiful

Voh Bhagat Singh jis ke gham meiñ ab bhi dil naashaad hai

Us ki gardan meiñ jo daala tha voh phanda yaad hai?

Zahn meiñ hoga ye taaza Hindiyoñ ka daagh bhi

Yaad to hoga tumheñ Jaliaanwaala Baagh bhi

That Bhagat Singh whose memory still fills the heart with sorrow

Surely you remember the noose you put round his neck?

The scars that Indians felt must be fresh in your memory

Those that were inflicted at Jalianwala Bagh. You remember, don’t you?

– Josh Malihabadi

FW: Raam

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Saturday, May 23, 2009 21:40
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Cc: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: Raam

Raam banwas se jab laut ke ghar aye
Yaad jangal bahut aaya jo nagar mein aye
Rakse deewangi angan mein jo dekha hoga
6 december ko Shri Raam ne socha hoga
Itane deewane kahan se mere ghar mein aye
Jagmagate the jahan ram ke kadmon ke nishan
Pyar ki kahkashan letee the angrayee jahan
Mod nafrat ke usee rahgujar mein aaye
Dharm kya unka, kya jaat hai, yeh janta kaun?
Ghar na jalta to unhe rat mein pehchanta kaun?
Jalatee mashaal liye jo log nazar aye
Shakahari hai mere dost tumhara khanjar
Tumne baabar ki aur phenke the saare patthar
Hai mere sar ki khata jo sar mein aye
Paanv sarju mein abhe raam ne dhoye bhee na the
Ki nazar aye vahan khoon ke gahare dhabbe
Paanv dhoye bina sarju ke kinare se uthe
Raam ye kehte huye apne duyare se uthe
Rajdhani ki fijaa aayee nahin raas mujhe
6 december ko mila dusra banwas mujhe ( Late Kaifi Azmi)

RE: PHOTO of the year

The feeling of disgust, when analysed closely, comes from a deep rooted non-acceptance of something

This in turn can be attributed to the personality aspect.. of course it would have started as a upper-lower debate but with time the original cause gets lost and people just end up fighting

Like the one psychology experiment on monkeys they did… where initially a specific behavior was induced in the monkeys based on specific conditions and slowly as the older monkeys were removed from the experiment and newer ones introduced, the newer ones just followed the practice watching the older ones… and finally the behavior got ingrained in them.. with no clue to an outsider why they were behaving so…

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 14:19
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

Its not about ego issue. They want it, but the reservations leave us all disgusted.

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 2:17 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

I kind of figured these parts but wanted to get some etymological history

Maybe the so termed ‘forward castes’ should demand a reservation as a separate caste – forward caste

So that every caste thus gets into a reservation category and gets seat on that basis

there should be no ‘open’ debate on ‘open categories’ once there is complete reservation implementation

Brahmins need to get themselves registered as minorities and get the minority commission to look into their demands for reservation

Maybe Brahmins are too ego-fed to think on these lines…

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 14:09
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

Dwivedi –Knowledge of two vedas, Trivedi, Three vedas and Chaturvedi 4 vedas.

Updadhyay—Upanishads.

Pathaks—only readers of text.

You will find it in the link I sent.

And now see this…with the link

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forward_Castes

Impact of announcement on forward classes

After the implementation of OBC reservation, only 50% of seats are available in open competition. All communities can compete in open competition which means forward classes must secure between 72% and 78% of the 'open competition' seats in order to maintain their representation in keeping with their estimated population of 36-39%, whereas other communities will get major chunk of seats through exclusive reservations. This has resulted in protests from Forward Class community members and supporters from other communities under the banner of Youth for Equality. They have pointed out following as reasons for their protests.[19]

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• The Government has implemented reservations for the Sc heduled castes and Scheduled Tribes for the last 60 years, however the social and economic situation of these groups has not shown much improvement. This might be interpreted as an indication of the ineffectiveness of reservation in higher educational institutions as a means of achieving social equality.
• Any difference between proportion of different communities in Higher educational institutions is mainly because of difference in primary school enrollment. (This fact was also confirmed in National sample surveys and pointed out by Oversight committee in its final report). Government should attack the cause instead of providing reservation at higher education level
• Already 24% of college seats are with Other backward classes. Providing another 27% seats will deprive chances of forward classes.
• Reservation on the basis of caste is cornered only by rich and affluent. For example daughter of former President of India got admission into Indian Foreign Services denying opportunity to another poor person from her own community.
  

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 2:05 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

Most oftener we end up generalizing our thoughts – a big ‘fault’ that lies within me

Yes people do not like …

So as per the assertive communication etiquettes.. one needs to ask how a person would like to be addressed…

I am sure I would have asked Basu-da but he is not around to be consulted with :>

http://zookeepersblog.wordpress.com/bengali-surname-issue/

Good that you clarified this thing about Tiwari and Tripathi – for me, for some reason the name Tripathi held more respect than Tiwari… ‘cos of probably social distortions..

I am now on a mission to unearth the subtleties between Dwivedis Trivedis and Chaturvedis.. and follow it up with Bandopadhyay Chattopadhyay Mukhopadhyay

From: Aparajita Tripathi

Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 13:56
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

I agree with you that there is no difference.

What I just meant was that people like their names. For example, in North India, Tiwari and Tripathi have no patriarchal difference.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tripathi

And since Tiwari is very common in North India, people end up calling me Aparajita Tiwari. And I HATE it so much that I cant describe.

A name has its significance and people generally do not like distortion.

But I agree with you that he was a liberal man and he wouldn’t mind : )

Perhaps people are not so particular about their names as I

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 1:52 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

As per the understanding http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basu there is patriarchally no difference

So I am sure he being a liberal hardliner would not mind – in fact will be proud of his original name form used… :>

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 13:23
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

Subhash Chandra will be deeply offended if you henceforth refer to him as ‘Basu’.

He is Subhash Chandra Bose : )

That is always the case. For such people, you need to prove their death.

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 12:44 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

This guy does not seem to be the same..

DNA tests will have to prove his death

SL govt. is hard pressed to PROVE death to LTTE

Conspiracy theories will abound…

Till the next LTTE strike comes through.. or till any other proof comes up.

What happened to Subhash Chandra Basu?

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 11:56
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: FW: PHOTO of the year

Bottom up

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From: Vijay Menon(GSO)
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 11:56 AM
To: Aparajita Tripathi; Sandeep Mundaye; Sunil Aklujkar
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

As I recollect, Prabhakaran is famous for wearing that uniform ALL THE TIME!

Of course, I am not sure if this image is true or not….i don’t vouch for it …but I think the guy cant die so easily J

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 11:54 AM
To: Vijay Menon(GSO); Sandeep Mundaye; Sunil Aklujkar
Subject: RE: PHOTO of the year

Why will a man, even if he is LTTE supremo, sit all dressed in the uniform at his home watching TV?

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From: Vijay Menon(GSO)
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 11:50 AM
To: Josh Mumbai; Sandeep Mundaye
Subject: PHOTO of the year

For those who don’t know – the man is LTTE supremo Prabhakaran, Sri Lanka army recently showed a video claiming he is dead.

In the last decade, there have been dozens of such claims!

FW: My fav in red.

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Friday, May 22, 2009 12:01
To: praveen singh
Subject: My fav in red.

Usoolon par agar aanch aaye, takraana zaroori hai...
Jo zinda ho to phir zinda nazar aana zaroori hai...

nayi umron ki khud-mukhtariyon ko kaun samjhaaye...
kahan se bach ke chalna hai, kahan jaana zaroori hai...

thake haare parinde jab basere ke liye lauteN...
saleeqe-mand shaakhon ka lachak jaana zaroori hai...

Saleeqa hi nahi shayad usse mehsoos karne ka...
jo kehta hai Khuda hai to nazar aana zaroori hai...

Waseem Barelvi.

RE:

Very interesting to understand this. Castes/to belong to a kind and feeling proud about it is prevalent not just up north its worldwide…

but understanding the nuances is what I am interested in.. like understanding music :>

I guess it would make an interesting discussion albeit very lengthy

I guess I will look up more detailed info from the internet if available…

Mentioning Kamayani to firangs sounds rather humorous in a sense…

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 19, 2009 18:31
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE:

Well, thats fine!

He is training for IAS, his preference is UP where he intends to work and make some difference. : )

The North Indian community is very particular about castes and well, we somehow end up talking about it if we meet someone.

We identify a Brahmin by his surname. There are two kinds of Brahmins and the story behind the bifurication is pretty interesting.

Tripathi, Shukla, Misra are brahmins and well, the 'highest' ranked in the caste list. Also, its kind of elementary or taken for granted that a Brahmin by birth (unadulterated as he himself describes) is bound to be bright, fair looking and of some worth. There is nothing to refute. Its only a matter of pride which is practised and given. Other communities feel honoured if Brahmins take part of their ceremonies. Its a social status like money is here,

I shouldnt have mentioned it but it kind of occurs to us and we make a note of it.

Also this guy is very proud of it, his lineage and the fact that he is from UP. When the whole world keeps lambasting UP/Bihar, it is nice to see someone who not only gives up well paying jobs and is keen to work in the rural heartlands and also is proud of the fct that he is from UP. : )

He mentioned Jai shankar Prasad as his fav poet in Goldman Sachs interview and because those firangs hadnt heard of it, he recited verses from Kamayini. Not to say, they were very impressed.

Aparajita Tripathi
AVALON Dev BT-01 Developer
Phone: 022-66882000- Extn- 7774 Mumbai

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Tuesday, May 19, 2009 6:21 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE:

Yeah sorry

I sent the response late so even I forgot what the topic was about when I looked at the mail leaving my outbox… then I just let it go… :>

surely this guy you mention seems to be worth a huge follow up to get a good exchange of ideas and beliefs given a common set of interests.

So with AIR 40 what is his desitnation?

And on that Brahmin note – how does one even figure without asking if one is a Brahmin or not.. I guess I never gave a thought to understand the Brahmin thing esp. in the North Indian communities

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 19, 2009 18:10
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE:

Are you talking about this?--When you remove the content and the subject line is blank, I dont understand whihc one were you talking about.

But your appreciation is misplaced.

This was written by a person called Karthikey Misra--an awesome specie I met this sunday. His blog where I picked this one from is http://antardhvani.blogspot.com/

Arks-the Director of TIME had brought him to meet me for two reasons. 1. To convince me to give up my job and join him to study and teach 2. Both of us had "Karwan guzar gaya" as one of our fav poems.

This guy-alumni IIT/IIMA, is 26 years old, is Brahmin, hails from Lucknow, and appeared for IAS this year fresh out of IIM. He got an AIR of 40 having studied for only 6 months. I was bowled over by his recitation of Karwan guzar gaya. Today he sent me some mail and we chanced upon the blogging part.

He writes extremely well.

Mumbai @ Apollo Bunder

Nafrat ki aag mei jal raha hai Taj ka kinara
Aansoo baha raha hai Hindostan hamara
Toot rahi aas hai, thand padi saans hai
Nariman ke saamne, shamshan ka nazara
Aansoo baha rah hai Hindostan hamara

Chalees ghanton se soch raha neta hai
Pakistan, SIMI ya mujahiddeen par phenk doon
Ya Hindu algaav ka ise naya parivesh doon
Hilton ki manzilon se aati aag badi zor hai
Is aag ki garmi mein kya kya na senk loon

Is jung ke beej hum har paanch saal bote hain
Phir bhi goli khane par zar zar rote hain
Ghaav bada gehra hai, malham ka na thikana
Veeron ki aahuti mei hothon ka thartharana
Ruk ruk kar.....Aansoo baha raha hai hindostan hamara

FW: Main hoon unke saath khadi.--Bachchan

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 19, 2009 14:07
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: Main hoon unke saath khadi.--Bachchan

Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

kabhi nahi jo tyaj sakte hain apna nyayochit adhikar
kabhi nahi jo seh sakte hain seesh nava kar atyachar
ek akele ho ya unke saath khadi ho bhari bheed
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

nirbhay ho kar ghoshit karte jo apne udgar vichar
jinki jivha par hota hain unke antar ka angar
nahi jinhe chup kar sakti hain aat taiyo kee shamsheer
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

nahi jhuka karte jo duniya se karne ko samjhauta
unche se unche sapno ko dete rehte jo nyota
door dekhti jinki painee aankh bhavishyat ka tamcheer
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

jo apne kandho se parvat se badh takkar lete hain
path kee badhao ko jinke paanv chunauti dete hain
jinko baandh nahi sakti hain lohe kee bedee zanjeer
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

jo chalte hain apne chappar ke upar luka dharkar
haar jeet ka sauda karte prano kee baazi par
kood udadi mein nahi palat kar phir jo taaka karte teer
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

jinko yeh avkash nahi hain dekhe kab taare anukool
jinko yeh parvah yeh nahi hain kab tak bhadra kab dikshool
jinke haathon kee chabook se chalti hain unki takdeer
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

tum ho kaun, kaho jo mujhse sahi galat path lo toh jaan
soch soch kar pooch pooch kar bolo kab chalta toofan
sat path woh hain jis par apni chaati taane jaate veer
Main hoon unke saath khadi jo seedhi rakhte apni reedh

:)--original/RDB version/Gulaal version

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 19, 2009 14:06
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: :)--original/RDB version/Gulaal version

Here are the three versions of it:

Original. RDB, Gulaal.
Here is the wiki link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarfaroshi_ki_Tamanna

Original:

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai
Dekhna hai zor kitna baazu-e-qaatil mein hai

Aye watan, Karta nahin kyun doosra kuch baat-cheet
Dekhta hun main jise who chup teri mehfil mein hai
Aye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere oopar nisaar
Ab teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Waqt aanay dey bata denge tujhe aye aasman
Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil mein hai
Khainch kar layee hai sab ko qatl hone ki ummeed
Aashiqon ka aaj jumghat koocha-e-qaatil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar
Aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar
Khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se
Sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se
Aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe kafan
Jaan hatheli par liye lo barh chale hain ye qadam
Zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Yuun khadaa maqtal mein qaatil kah rahaa hai baar baar'
Kya tamannaa-e-shahaadat bhi kisee ke dil mein hai
Dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inqilaab
Hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aaj
Duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Wo jism bhi kya jism hai jismein na ho khoon-e-junoon
Toofaanon se kya lade jo kashti-e-saahil mein hai

Chup khade hain aaj saare bhai mere khaamosh hain
Na karo to kuchh kaho mazhab mera mushkil mein hai

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai.
Dekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai.

RDB version

hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar
aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar
khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se
sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se
haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se
sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se
aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe qafan
chaahatein liin bhar liye lo bhar chale hain ye qadam
zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inquilaab
hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aa
duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai
sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai - 2

Gulaal version

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai
Dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-kaatil me hai
Waqt aane pe bataadenge tujhe e aasmaan
Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil me hai

Oh re Bismil kaash aate aaj tum Hindustaan
Dekhte ki mulk saara kya tashan, kya chill mein hai
Aaj ka launda yeh kehta hum to bismil thak gaye
Apni aazaadi to bhaiya laundiya ke til mein hai.

Aaj ke jalson me Bismil ek gunga gaa raha.
Aur behron ka wo rela naachta mehfil mein hai
Haath ki khadi banaane ka zamaana lag gaya
Aaj to chaddi bhi silti englison ki mill mein hai

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil me hai…
….kya batayen kya hamare dil me hai

See this

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 15:12
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: See this

Hi,

Have you read ‘The Ultimate Hitchhiker’s guide to galaxy? By Douglas Adams? (My favourite in green)

See this:

• He looked around for the others. They obstinately persisted in their absence.
• There is a feeling which persists in England that making a sandwich interesting, attractive, or in any way pleasant to eat is something sinful that only foreigners do.
• "On a waiter's bill pad," said Slartibartfast, "reality and unreality collide on such a fundamental level that each becomes the other and anything is possible, within certain parameters."
• The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.
• "What really is the point of trying to teach anything to anybody?"
  This question seemed to provoke a murmur of sympathetic approval from up and down the table.
  Richard continued, "What I mean is that if you really want to understand something, the best way is to try and explain it to someone else. That forces you to sort it out in your mind. And the more slow and dim-witted your pupil, the more you have to break things down into more and more simple ideas. And that's really the essence of programming. By the time you've sorted out a complicated idea into little steps that even a stupid machine can deal with, you've learned something about it yourself.
• The teacher usually learns more than the pupils. Isn't that true?
  "It would be hard to learn much less than my pupils," came a low growl from somewhere on the table, "without undergoing a pre-frontal lobotomy."
• The door was the way to... to... The Door was The Way. Good. Capital letters were always the best way of dealing with things you didn't have a good answer to.
• The seat received him in a loose and distant kind of way, like an aunt who disapproves of the last fifteen years of your life and will therefore furnish you with a basic sherry, but refuses to catch your eye.
• "(..) Sir Isaac Newton, renowned inventor of the milled-edge coin and the catflap!"
  "The what?" said Richard.
  "That catflap! A device of the utmost cunning, perspicuity and invention. It is a door within a door, you see, a ..."
  "Yes," said Richard, "there was also the small matter of gravity."
  "Gravity," said Dirk with a slightly dismissed shrug, "yes, there was that as well, I suppose. Though that, of course, was merely a discovery. It was there to be discovered." ...
  "You see?" he said dropping his cigarette butt, "They even keep it on at weekends. Someone was bound to notice sooner or later. But the catflap ... ah, there is a very different matter. Invention, pure creative invention. It is a door within a door, you see."
• I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.
• Thor was the God of Thunder and, frankly, acted like it.
• The impossible often has a kind of integrity to it which the merely improbable lacks.
• The great thing about being the only species that makes a distinction between right and wrong is that we can make up the rules for ourselves as we go along
• We are not an endangered species ourselves yet, but this is not for lack of trying.
• Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so
• Anything that is in the world when you're born is normal and ordinary and is just a natural part of the way the world works. Anything that's invented between when you're fifteen and thirty-five is new and exciting and revolutionary and you can probably get a career in it. Anything invented after you're thirty-five is against the natural order of things.
• "Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner."
• "Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
• I wrote an ad for Apple Computer: 'Macintosh - We might not get everything right, but at least we knew the century was going to end.'
• First we thought the PC was a calculator. Then we found out how to turn numbers into letters with ASCII — and we thought it was a typewriter. Then we discovered graphics, and we thought it was a television. With the World Wide Web, we've realized it's a brochure.
• The World Wide Web is] the only thing I know of whose shortened form — www — takes three times longer to say than what it's short for.
• The idea that Bill Gates has appeared like a knight in shining armour to lead all customers out of a mire of technological chaos neatly ignores the fact that it was he who, by peddling second-rate technology, led them into it in the first place.
• I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they go by. (This quote was originally used by Scott Adams in a Dilbert comic strip)
• Time is an illusion, lunchtime doubly so. (Ford Prefect)
• "What's so bad about being drunk? Just ask a glass of water."

Aparajita Tripathi
AVALON Dev | BT-01 | Developer
Chandivali, Mumbai-400072
Phone: 022-66882000 | Extn: 7774 | Cell: 09987587985
Email: aparajita.tripathi@techmahindra.com

Khoon phir khoon hai

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:38
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: Khoon phir khoon hai

khoon phir khoon hai

February 22nd, 2008 Sahir Ludhianvi wrote this nazm on the slain Congolese leader Patrice Lumumba, the first prime-minister of Congo and also a staunch anti-imperialist. He was deposed from the office and murdered. A really good poet and someone who is very dear to me and has taught me a lot about Urdu Poetry, said he heard Sahir recite this nazm in a live mushaira in Chandigarh in 67-68 or 68-69 and continued that once he heard the second line of the nazm, he was so amazed at the depth of the line that he could not hear the rest of the nazm and he kept thinking about that second line “Khoon phir khoon hai, Tapkega to jam jaayega”.

zulm phir zulm hai, baRhta hai to miT jaataa hai

Khoon phir Khoon hai, Tapkega to jam jaayega

Khaak-e-sehra pe jame yaa kaf-e-qaatil pe jame

farq-e-insaaf pe yaa paa-e-salaasal pe jame

teGh-e-bedaad pe yaa laasha-e-bismil pe jame

Khoon phir Khoon hai Tapkega to jam jaayega

laakh baiThe koi chhup chhup ke kameeN gaahoN meiN

Khoon Khud deta hai jalaadoN ke maskan ka suraaGh

saazisheiN laaKh uRaati raheiN zulmat ka naqaab

le ke har booNd nikalti hai hatheli pe chiraaGh

zulm kii qismat-e-nakaarah-o-rusvaa se kaho

jab’r kii hikmat-e-purkaar ke eema se kaho (eema = permission)

mehmal-e-majlis-e-aqwaam kii laila se kaho

Khoon diiwana hai, daaman pe lapak sakta hai

shola-e-tuNd hai, Khirman pe lapak sakta hai

tum ne jis Khoon ko maqtal meiN dabaanaa chaaha

aaj vo kuchaa-o-bazaar meiN aa nikla hai

kahiiN shola kahiiN naarah kahiiN patthar ban ke

Khoon chalta hai to rukta nahiiN sangeeno se

sar jo uThtaa hai to dabtaa nahiiN aaeeno se

zulm ki baat hi kya, zulm ki auqaat hi kya

zulm bas zulm hai, aaGhaaz se anjaam talak

Khoon phir Khoon hai, so shakl badal sakta hai

aisi shakleiN ke miTaaoo to miTaaye na bane

aise shole k bujhaao to bujhaaye na bane

aise naare k dabaao to dabaaye na bane

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Here’s a translation of the nazm by Satish Kumar Shukla Sahib. Enjoy

BLOOD IS BUT BLOOD !

A slain Lumumba is by far mightier than a living Lumumba -Nehru

Repression is sill repression

Rising, it must flop

Blood is sill blood

Spilling it must clot.

Whether it clots on desert sands

Or upon assassin’s hands

On justice’s head or around shackled feet

On injustice’s sword or on the wounded corpse

Blood is still blood

Spilling, it must clot.

However much one lies in ambush

Blood betrays butcher’s hideout

Conspiracies may veil in thousand darkly mask

Each blood drop ventures out with burning lamp on its palm.

Tell oppression’s vain and blemished fate

Tell cruelty’s crafty Imam

Tell the UN Security Council

Blood is crazy

It can leap up to the cloak

It is inferno, it can flare up to burn grain-stock.

The blood you sought to suppress in abattoir

Today that blood moves out into street

Here an ember, there a slogan, there a stone

Once blood comes to flows

Bayonets are no avail

Head, once it is raised

Is not downed by law’s hail.

What is about oppression?

What is with its impression?

Oppression is, all of it, but oppression

From beginning to end

Blood is still blood

Myriad form it can assume

Forms such as are indelible

Embers such as are inextinguishable

Slogans such as are irrepressible.

FW: Some lines

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:41
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: Some lines

Jab raat gaye teri yaad aayii, sau tareh se jii ko behlaayaa
kabhii apne hii dil se baaten kiin, kabhii terii yaad ko samjhaayaa…

yuunhii vaqt ganvaaya motii saa, yunhii umr ganvaayii sone sii,
sach kehte ho tum bhii ham sukhanon is ishq meik ham ne kyaa paayaa?

jab pehl-e-pehl tujhe dekhaa thaa, dil kitne zor se dhadka thaa
vo lehr na dil mein phir jaagii, voh vaqt na laut ke phir aayaa

phir aaj tere darvaaze par, badi der ke baad gayaa thaa magar,
ek baat achaanak yaad aayii, main baahar se hi laut aaya

Karavan Guzar gaya - conversations

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:41
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: Karavan Guzar gaya

Check these:

1. tang aa chuke hain kashmakash-e-zindagii se ham
Thukraa na den jahaan ko kahiin bedilii se ham

2. Nazar Se Door Re Ker Bhi, Kisi ki Soch Main Rehna
Kisi Ke Paas Rehney Ka Tareeqa Ho Bhi Sakta Hai

3. sochtaa huun ke mahfuuz kar luun ise apne siine men lafz-o-bayaan kii tarah
thodi hii der men yeh mulaaqaat bhii khatm ho jaayegi daastaan kii tarah\

4. Zindagi zindadili kaa naam hai
Murda dil kya khaak jiyaa karte hain

Aparajita Tripathi

AVALON Dev | BT-01 | Developer
Phone: 022-66882000-| Extn- 7774 | Mumbai

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:30 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: Karavan Guzar gaya

I might have heard Neeraj on the Sunday Vividh Bharati 730pm – the one which used to be for the defense guys… forgot the name –(Jaimala!! maybe) -reciting this but I can now faintly think of only Rafi’s voice when I read this…

Hv. to download Rafi from www.guruji.com

Whoa!! Some kinda timeless poetry this is.. for those remaining who can really understand it

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:24
To: Shrikant Sundaram
Subject: RE: Karavan Guzar gaya

I hadn’t ever heard of the song sung by Rafi. I remember having heard Gopal Das Neeraj himself reciting this poem son my mom’s music system (My mom and Dad were a lot into ghazals and compositions). The only two lines I remembered were (Caravn guzar gaya and Neeraj ke gungunane se. I have searched for the latter but couldn’t find it. I will hunt down the rendition recited by Neeraj because of the impact it had on me. Beautiful poetry nonetheless.

Aparajita Tripathi
AVALON Dev | BT-01 | Developer
Phone: 022-66882000-| Extn- 7774 | Mumbai

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From: Shrikant Sundaram
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:20 PM
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: RE: Karavan Guzar gaya

Awesome… evoked some interesting 80’s memories..

From: Aparajita Tripathi
Sent: Tuesday, May 05, 2009 12:16
To: Aparajita Tripathi
Subject: Karavan Guzar gaya

Kaarvan Guzar Gayaa, Gubaar Dekhate Rahe

By Gopal Das Neeraj

Swapn jhade phuul se, miit chubhe shuul se

Lut gaye shringar sabhi, baag ke babuul se

Aur ham khade khade, bahaar dekhate rahe

Kaarvan guzar gayaa, gubaar dekhate rahe…

Aankh bhi khuli na thi ki hai dhup dhal gai

Paanv jab talaq uthe ki zindagi fisal gai

Paat paat jhad gae ki shaakh-shaakh jal gai

Chaah to nikal sakii na par umar nikal gai

Geet ashk ban gae, svapn ho dafan gae

Saath ke sabhi diye, dhuan pahan-pahan gae

Aur ham jhuke-jhuke, mod par ruke-ruke

Umr ke chadhav ka utaar dekhte rahe,

Kaarvan guzar gaya gubaar dekhte rahe…

Kya shabaab tha ke phuul phuul pyaar kar uthaa

Kyaa kamaal tha ki dekh aaina sihar uthaa

Is taraf zameen aur aasmaan udhar uthaa

Thaamakar jigar uthaa ki jo milaa nazar uthaa

Par tabhi yahan magar, aisi kuch hava chali

Lut gai kali-kali ki ghut gai gali-gali

Aur ham lute-lute, vaqt se pite-pite

Shaam ki sharaab kaa khumaar dekhate rahe,

Kaarvaan guzar gaya gubaar dekhte rahe…

Haath the mile ke zulf chaand ki savaar dun

Honth the khule ke har bahaar ko pukaar lun

Dard tha diya gaya ke har dukhi ko pyaar dun

Aur saans yun ke svarg, bhuumi par utaar dun

Ho saka na kuch magar, shaam ban gai sahar

Vo uthi lahar ke dhah gaye kile bikhar bikhar

Aur ham dare-dare, neer nain mein bhare

Odh kar kafan pade mazaar dekhate rahe,

kaarvaan guzar gaya gubaar dekhte rahe…

Maang bhar chali ke ek jab nai nai kiran

Dhol se dhunak uthii thumak uthe charan charan

Shor mach gayaa ke lo chali dulhan chali dulhan

Gaanv sab umad pada, bahak uthe nayan nayan

Par tabhi zahar bhari gaaz ek vah giri

Punchh gaya sindur taar taar hui chunari

Aur ham ajaan se, dur ke makaan se

Palakii liye huye kahaar dekhate rahe,

Kaarvaan guzar gaya ghubaar dekhte rahe…

Swapn jhade phuul se, miit chubhe shuul se

Lut gaye shringar sabhi, baag ke babuul se

Aur ham khade khade, bahaar dekhate rahe

Kaarvan guzar gayaa, gubaar dekhate rahe…