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Sunday, October 7

FDI or no FDI - Nation is falling apart


Government has got mixed response from various fields on its decision to implement FDI in retail. After carefully reading the clauses and dwelling on why government took this decision, I fail to understand opposition against FDI. To those of you reading this blog and un-aware of what FDI actually stands for, here is a brief description:

FDI means foreign direct investment where foreign companies look for cheaper avenues in other countries and invest money in production and services. They gain because their production cost is cheaper spelling out more profits for them than their native countries. The host country where they invest is benefited for the population gets lucrative employment opportunities and foreign currency inflow. China is one of the most sought after location for FDI in manufacturing. FDI commonly exists in form of joint ventures. FDI is already allowed in India in various sectors such as services, telecommunication, construction activities and computer software and hardware. According to Ernst and Young, foreign direct investment in India in 2010 was $44.8 billion, and in 2011 experienced an increase of 13% to $50.8 billion. India has seen an eight-fold increase in its FDI in March 2012. So what has now been introduced is allowing FDI in few more sectors such as in aviation up to 49%, in Broadcast sector up to 74%, in multi-brand retail up to 51% and in single-brand retail up to 100%.

What government has announced is nothing catastrophic, nothing new. Government wanted to introduce it in Nov 2011, but could not. The current global sentiment on India is that of pessimism. We are burdened with fiscal deficit. Rupee is losing against dollar. For every rupee lost against dollar, we are debted with 8000 Crore rupees more. Why this is happening is a matter of grave concern and of debate rather than the solution proposed to counter this problem. With dipping investment grades, allowing FDI in other sectors is a desperate attempt to improve our global position and maintain investors faith and allow markets to heal, hoping for steady recovery of rupee.

For those who have apprehensions that FDI in retail will kill local grocers’ business, why do they think that FDI would do it? We already have Indian chain of super-stores and marts such as Big Bazaar and Reliance, and although they have been doing well, they still form only 4% of this business. What magic wand would foreign investors use for snatching away business from un-organised retail or organised retail? If organised retail had to kill local business then it would already have happened in capable hands in Indian business giants. We do not need a foreign entity to do that. To those who argue that locally manufactured products would be outdone by cheaper substitutes from other nations, have they been blind to 'Chinese' replicas of every product - be it games or mobile.

What Foreign investors can help improve upon is the much helpless state of farmers. In the whole chain of transferring produce from farms to actual outlets, Farmers are exploited most and needless to add they suffer most.

FDI can be a godmother to such farmers, eliminating the middle-men and improving upon much needed infrastructure. Pre-conditions to FDI in India seem fair enough to achieve what India actually wants.
Conditions state that FDI can only proceed with a minimum investment of $100 million and that too 50% of the investment is to be in back-end infrastructure development. 30% of all raw material has to be procured from India's small and medium industries. There is permission to set up malls only in cities with a minimum population of 10 lakhs. Products should be sold under the same brand internationally. Foreign investor should be the owner of the brand.
If FDI were to be allowed 'honestly' with given set of pre-conditions then we surely can expect some benefit.

The question on FDI should not be whether it should be allowed or not but rather it should be if FDI can achieve, what is expected to. FDI is expected to improve India's global position and help rupee climb the ladder. Surely FDI can bail us out temporarily, but we need to strengthen ourselves from core to make a permanent impact. 

The reasons for our continuously going down with our debts and poor performance of rupee need tough investigation and analysis. Why our imports increasing and exports falling. Despite being an agricultural nation primarily, why are we short of our produce and need to import. Climate and monsoon no doubt are big spoilers but not the only reasons. Bad roads or rather no Roads, lack of adequate storage facilities, under-performing railways add cost everywhere. What are state governments doing? Where is the taxpayer’s money going? Why political scamsters and frauds still free? Why there is no strict punishment against those who break the law? Why no justice has been provided in corruption cases? This is just the tip of iceberg. I and surely you can go on and on, on why India is under performing despite our best attempts. And this is what we expect government to do. This is what we expect our opposition to find answers to. Why Arvind Kejriwal is the one whistle-blowing on government officials. Why the opposition could not do this task so far? This is UPA's second term. What has been opposition been doing since long?

It’s a pity that of all the political scandals which the government has done, Opposition finds FDI worthy enough to pull out their supports. Why did not they pull out support when Coalgate was exposed, when CWG sham was highlighted, when 2G scam came into picture?
Opposition using FDI as their elections manifesto is a sad representation of sorry state of affairs our country is into. It is also symbolic of how politicians still want to take advantage of ignorant and un-aware masses.
It saddens me to core of my heart at this situation. We are failing as a nation not just because of our government but also because of absence of a good opposition. 

Wednesday, April 22

White Waters.........






Friend : Rafting – ke liye chalegi ?

Self : Hmm… wow Rafting… company..kaun kaun jaa raha hai

F : Team ke log hain… personal banega…chalna ho to btaa diyo….

S : Hmm sochti hun… shayad mushkil hoga…


This was the exact conversation between me and a friend through whom I could go for rafting. It was group of 36 people out of whom I barely knew 7 of us. And it took a lot of convincing and coercing amongst all of us to actually make this trip happen.

Before I start my drooling over the trip-fun let me give you slight details as to what exactly we did.

We went to haridwar via train ; Hired our own bus towards byasi ; we had our tents there ; we begin rafting from this place till rishikesh and returned back to byasi via bus again. Had bonfire in the night. Rock-climbing and Rappelling, the next morning. Water splashing till afternoon. Lunch at rishikesh and back to haridwar and then to delhi.

The trip was fun. Awesome!

Amazingly thrilling and wonderful.

The best experience I could ever have.

One of the best weekends spent.

The place was amazingly serene and calm. The water in river-ganga did some magic to me. I anyway love water and was thrilled with the idea of water surrounding me throughout. Right from The moment I entered Byasi where our tents were I was mesmerized by the serene calm water flowing just where I was staying. I was overwhelmed with the clean green water flowing in front of my eyes. The feeling cannot be expressed in terms of words. The experience is just beyond expression of words.

The scene is so vividly etched in my memory. It is difficult to describe the exhilaration that my heartfelt at the scene present.

When the actual rafting began my heart pounded with excitement and with each wave splashing at us, my heart leaped with joy. As the raft would go down and I would see the wave coming at us, I literally trembled with sheer excitement.

We would come down the raft and float in water and feel weightless; enjoy the sun; enjoy the water and have the fun of floating.

And the most adventurous part of the rafting trip was cliff jumping in the end. So there was this 25-30 ft high cliff and we had to jump off the cliff and hit the river on sole discretion of gravity. This part is actually beyond description of words. The Brief moment when I was mustering courage to jump off was probably the only moment in my life mixed with excitement ; fear and courage as well.

The moment I led myself lose in the river; my brain screamed as to what I had done and this is the end. For the two seconds in which I dived into water I felt exhilarated and extremely joyous at the mere sight that I am all surrounded with water and I am inside the river.

Those few moments cut from the outside world and where you could actually relate yourself to the sheer excitement of the moment will always remain memorable.

Ahh ! I have already started missing them.

Another experience was the time in Night. The star studded sky with more than half moon ; no other source of light ; huge mountains that seemed like two infinite caves to me(sounds scary and funny both ) ; sound of river splashing against the rocks ; tides slowly increasing the river level ; the water in river flashing against the moonlight ; and wet cool sand below your feet ; the dampness and coolness in the air and I enjoyed this panorama of nature while I was lying down on the wet sand just beneath the star-studded sky.

Memorable.

The next day with friends in the river was equally fun. Splashing water at each other --to be precise the victim was me: all of them splashed and pushed me in the river and revengefully I splashed the sand because that seemed to be the only defense weapon available that time.

This trip was amazing and awesome for many reasons.

Nature – its beauty;
Water – its magic;
Rafting – the experience;
cliff jumping – the thrill;
Friends – their company;
Trip— The Adventure;
All this gives Life -- A new perspective.

Monday, January 26

A Date with Rock...

This Wednesday was my date with turquoise cottage.

So here I towed with a friend of mine who is a huge TC fan; and whenever I used to refer to TC she was just gaga over the place; And I used to wonder what is so special about this bar; To me all bars and pubs are the same: Dark and dingy with people jostling for space; huge noise and overcrowded places with smoke flowing around.

But still I went to this place just to have a feel of what is different.
So I enter and find my way upstairs to a semi-lit room with tables neatly arranged on one side(Found it quite unlike many bars and pubs where you are served on couches) .The décor gives a feeling as if you are sitting in some 80’s bar. Old guitars and pickle cans arranged on top. Entire furnishing being wooden. An old bike lying in the corner with stools beside to enjoy the place. I forgot to have a picture clicked there 

It is spacious, has Easier access to the bar, and bigger dance-floor, and with elegant civilized crowd inside. And the best part of it: it’s Music. Its music is unlike the metallic loud music in other bars but nice rock music which penetrates you and makes you feel lighter. The music is not which you enjoy if you have a good mood but it is the music which makes your mood great.
I was not a rock music fan before it but TC made me love it.

I am not into drinking but I certainly like the place for its ambience and music. The people seemed nice; non-interfering rather non-bothering. You come; enjoy the music and shake a leg at the melodious hip-hop rock playing; have something nice (the cuisine is oriental)and then leave all Ye Ye.


I want to come again TC.

Saturday, December 13

9 Dec 2008

"Count your life by smiles not tears, count your age by friends not years. "

And that is the reason probably that despite getting a year older again this year; I was overjoyed at my birthday.
Because Birthday is that occasion when you get pampered; loved and felt special; courtesy your dear friends J

This year too my friends kept up the tradition by making the day ultimate special for me. Calls wont’ stop after 12 till 2 in the night. And I was scolded by some of my friends coz whenever they called their call was always on waiting L Sorry dearies… I dint intend to put you on hold.
Messages were streaming and scraps were overflowing. And the special part was the ISD calls. This was the first time when two of my best friends were out of India and they called to wish well in time.

And yes as customary there were few friends who wanted to show that they don’t remember my birthday ; still they were messaging as if its just any other normal day; they even called and talked about everything in the world but just dint wish me. They had their own surprises to keep which they dutifully blown in few hrs J

Although I was not my usual chirpy self with my birthday here and none of my close friends in town. Every single friend of mine with whom I have always spent my birthday: whether exams or no-exams we always met to celebrate my birthday; was out of town. And I was feeling hell sad and missing my friends terribly.
But then you say Friends are Miracle and they did everything possible to make me feel that they are with me J

They called; texted; wrote testimonials; sent flowers; gifts ; and sent their wishes J
And the surprises were awaiting me in office with the customary flowers and cake…. You do it for all you office friends and then when they do it for you … you appear to be surprised and Oh my God I am so happy… you guys are so lovely :P

Anyhow\ ; This birthday was lovely and special and this blog is specially dedicated to those friends who did so much for me J

Love you all!!

There's a miracle called friendship
That dwells within the heart
And you don't know how it happens
Or how it gets its start...
But happiness it brings you
Always a special lift
And you realise that friendship Is God's most precious gift!

Tuesday, October 28

Diwali at Home :)

While lighting Diyas outside my home today; I noticed the local neighborhood children lightning crackers with so much zeal and enthusiasm that I could not help remembering my own childhood Diwali. Diwali then meant excitement; new clothes; mithai ; guests coming to visit you and you going to visit family friends ;


Diwali meant an almost week holiday from school and participating in pre-Diwali shopping with Mom-Dad; to decide what is to be gifted ; to religiously gift wrap the dry fruits and mithai’s ; five consecutive days of Rangoli; thinking of design and colors and all the cracker stuff.


I clearly remember when I eagerly used to wait for Diwali Pooja (where we used to sit in our best of clothes) to get over so that papa will lead us outside to try our hands at crackers. Crackers used to give a kind of excitement and thrill. I clearly remember the feeling of fear and excitement when papa used to hand over the cracker to me; there was a kind of promotion when we were allowed only fuljhadis ; then chakkar ; and then finally the bombs and Ladis ; till then we used to watch papa lighting the bomb in awe ;
Crackers charm went away after 1998 when I participated in a street play to “say no to crackers” to avoid child labor. Our group ran from one corner of Delhi to other to stage the street play and I ran around my entire household holding banners and stickers that I won’t burn crackers. From then onwards life became busier and I got more involved in studies to think about Diwali holidays and ways to spend it. Rangoli tradition continued and it still continues.


Diwali for me is no more exciting and thrilling as it used to be; In fact I feel it more as an opportunity to unwind and relax with my family. I have developed this notion that festivals become all the more important in your life once you get into job because may be that is the only quality time which you spend with you family; At times I feel nostalgic about the old time which I spent with my family as a kid and now I am unable to do so because my life; my work ; my career doesn’t permit me to do so .


Anyhow ; I kind of feel envious at seeing those kids because they remind me of my own gala time but there are newer dimensions to Diwali now; like I have my own social network of people to take care of ; I just love lighting the Diyas and candles ; just enjoy the Rangoli at leisure and of course in the night I can write lengthy blogs and yes NO crackers J
0ver all I feel reunited; refreshed and rejuvenated by festivals in my life and I essentially feel the necessity of such lavish holidays to spend quality time with my family

Saturday, October 25

Nine Yards in Office :)


Yippieeeeeee….I am writing again and that too , not in a somber mood but nice and peppy one…So after consecutive journal posts ; there is some excitement in my life ; People close to me know what kind of thrill my life is undergoing through :P

For the past few weeks ; my life has been a roller-coaster ride where I have experienced myself on the “crest” and just a few days back I have been thrown and hit hard by my life. Anyhow; that’s not what I wanted to write on ; In fact I am really feeling great to have found some time myself for devoting to my dear blog J

So this blog is dedicated to the “sari day “which we celebrated in office as a part of Diwali celebrations. I have always been extremely enthusiastic at the mention of this word “sari “ ; The thought and now the reality that I actually wore it to Office fills me with “thrill” ; It’s not that I have not adorned a sari before but just that it was the first time when I wore it to office ;
It all began with a discussion with one of my colleagues ; who suggested to wear something ethnic for Diwali and I started crying : “sari please” ; my friends who know my enthusiasm for it had already pumped me enough that I was determined to send a mail across to all the ladies J so the mail came but who cares for the mail . So, Me and one my another enthusiastic colleague got up and knocked the gates of the girl gang of our floor …got a few supportive yes…few “dekhenge” and “what are you saying?” “what ? me saree ? no way ….”; few shrieks ; few wows…….. And then I had to give my favourite dhamki that I am getting 2 extra ones and in case someone doesn’t turn up in the dictated attire ; she will have to wear the one which I will be carrying extra.
Sari despite being the most ethnic; traditional and the most “Indian “dress is worn by so less of us. And when it comes to wearing a sari; you really think twice or may be thrice and then after all that thinking maybe you decide not to wear it at all: P . So when it was my turn to wear nine yards to office; I was excited, thrilled and a little conscious (can’t help it). There was an unknown fear…not that how will I manage it; I have worn it many times before and I know how to carry it and manage myself and the sari but since it was “the” office the jitters were normal J
But yes I wore it to office ; got complements (I think you usually get when you wear something different) ; got curious glances and surprised looks from people and at that instance I really couldn’t control laughing . The next obvious part was the photo session which we religiously did. And now the day is over I am pondering over the calendar to find another suitable day when I can switch to nine yards again J