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India's Silicon Valley Bandh.

Appaled by the header. Equivocal, but thats what our lives have turned into. The opinion of one's life has different meanings for oneself and the leaders. The caption does not denote that India's silicon valley has ceased to exist. It just reveals that a statewide bandh has been imposed over it.

Taking off the sack at 12 noon would have never been on the agenda of a Software Engineer. A long weekend to say the least. Havent felt so restless in life before. Cant go out to buy a carton of milk or get myself cup of tea. There is no newspaper at the doorstep. The TV channels are off the air. Just get a feeling, the world might have ended.

Whats the real fuss all about? Is it only because that the judiciary granted access to a neighbouring landmass for a little of the natural resource indigenous to our state? It might be simple to put it across in words, but the outcome is really devastating. The zest to do something productive in life has been stymied. Get a feeling of being fettered in an isolated gaol, millions of light years away from our own planet. Not a sign of human existance outside the window. The wheedling of beggers, the haggling of bazars, the screech of horns, the tread of myraid feet and the cries of hawkers seem to have lost in anachronism. Children enjoyin the much needed break from their hectic study schedules, but are not allowed to go onto the streets to play an innings of cricket. They might as well be cursing their so called holiday.

It is difficult to get into the intricacies of the present day murkier politics. But it would certainly be very productive if we are privy to the intentions of our gaolers. After analysing the loss to the highest GDP provider of the country, the decision makers should be accountable to let us know whether the Bandh was of any real value and were they able to target their goals.

Comments

nair said…
Well... it really doesn’t look like everything has come to a halt. There are around 20 two wheelers that have been reduced to ashes! The reason - Tried to ignore the bandh. It is inevitable that by EOD we will get to hear more such incidents. But the ultimate outcome of the Bandh is unpredictable!
The bandh has also cast its shadow on the Sony Ericsson WTA championship which would now start from tomorrow instead of today, after having lost sheen with star attraction and former world No.1 Serena Williams pulling out of the event citing her illness.
Why are we allowing some pesky politicians to intrude our normal lives? Don’t we have a say in the matter? If The formula for sharing Kaveri is merely based on the tmc ft of water contributed by each state then I would also proclaim that Injustice has been done! But why do we forget that Cauveri is the only source of natural water in TN whereas we are blessed with other rivers like Krishna, Thungabadra…
nair said…
An excellent piece of work!! I am hooked to ur blogs!

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