Shalom - Tel Aviv

It's has been a whirl wind tour and a very learning experience. I don't know why everything looks so artificial, even the peace and rule of law. I landed on such an important city's airport (Ben Gurion, Tel Aviv), it's beautiful and huge but deserted. Immediately, i was approached by a beautiful girl (security officer) asking some questions and then letting me go...her last words were enjoy your stay in Tel Aviv.

I was recieved by a driver from the embassy and he dropped me to the hotel - Hilton Tel Aviv. The city everybody says here is very busy but i didn't find it busy. Anyways they say so many things, and everything is relative. For some it's full and for some it's half empty...

Enough of philosophy...the jew driver who took me to the pilgrim tour of the old city Jerusalem offered me a beauty on bed for 300$. Alas! he didn't find me macho enough to say yes. His son came to drop me from his home. And on the way he offered me the same product for 100$...to his dismay i still found it costly...(i am talking about character...ha ha ha) Bhagwan ke liye mujhe...nahi sorry Devi ke liye...again sorry...don't read it if you have already read...then don't understand...if you have already understood...then don't laugh...if you have already laughed...then you're the sinner and bhagwan tumhe naa chode.

Sorry! phir (again) distraction, Tel Aviv is is city not heavily populated but people are beautiful (physically). They have managed to build a nation of fit individuals. By and large people here are fit. The thing we should try and emulate...again philosophy...par bahut chaloo hai (they are very clever) I wonder how any one can manage to make such a small peice of land so prosperous when you have fought so many wars and odds are always against you.

But the moment, you interact with them you will know they can do anything. When they have managed to turn everything to their advantage they want peace - isn't it clever. Everybody talks here about peace. But one thing i wonder why such introvert people (jews) were targetted in the history by one or the group...i will try to probe...if you know the answer then post it...why to make me work...

chalo chodo tumhe nahin pata to pareshan kyon hote ho (Don't worry if you don't know the answer)...bench par nahin khada kareige (i won't be asking you to stand on bench) bhagwaan tumhare paap dekh raha hai (God, Allah...is seeing your sins)...Will update more about Tel Aviv in the next post

धुंए में गर्क सुबह शाम
तुम्हारी याद अधूरी फरियाद
जिस्म से रूह का सफर तो था मुश्किल
हर कश में थी मेरी कशमकश
हर जाम एक कदम मुफ्लिशी की तरफ़
ज़माने से मुझे नज़रे-इनायत भी नहीं मिलती
कमबख्त मेरी गुरबत भी तो दिल की है
मैं मुझ्मे और मैं मुझ्मे नहीं
मैखाने में रोज मैं एक नया मैं बनता
पर वो जो धुंए में दिख रहा अक्स
क्यों कहता है रोज...की पैमाने छलक न जायें कहीं

पता नहीं ठीक से
की आदत रात की ख़राब है या मेरी
रोज आती भी है और परेशां भी करती है
और किसने कहाँ की गर्मियों के दिन लंबे होते है

यहां तो सिर्फ़ रातें ही लम्बी है मौसम कोई भी हो
हर लम्हें उकेरती है हजारों ख्वाहिशें
ख्वाहिशें जो अधूरि है
पता नहीं ठीक से

की आदत रात की ख़राब है या मेरी
जो पूरी हो गई वो एक भी बात
नहीं आती है याद रात

Window of understanding

Today I had a plan to visit my friend to explore Window Vista Microsoft’s new kid on the block. As I was going towards his place, I bumped into a dead body lying on a bus stand. I called up my friend for advice whether I should call police or ambulance. He said, “I am coming.” The friend is a qualified lawyer practicing in the apex court of the land.

I was supposed to explain him Window, but I lost my window of understanding on the way itself. The things I couldn’t understand let me list:

A qualified lawyer was scared of calling police no (100) from his own cellular phone.

And two lawyers dissuaded me from using my phone. Why they were so scared themselves when their job is to bring respite to common man if threatened by the police?

How can a man starve to death in a city (Delhi – NCR) where even street dogs are overweight? The dead body was all bones no flesh. It was apparent that the person was hungry and sick for quite some time.

How at all the police solve any case in India with its stringent area rules defined by Criminal procedure code? In the first place the famous 100 no call about the semi dead man, actually dead, to the wrong sector police station and after looking at the spot the first thing it said was, “this is not our area.”

When police arrived a man most probably a software engineer came to me and said he had seen the body three hours before I saw and informed traffic police also but to no avail. In these times why at all any one expects help from strangers?

Is starvation death not news for media? Because the journos my friend tried to contact with the news that the person died probably of hunger was not interested without any blood or wounds.
This moron is again confused can anyone help