my favourite song

Aarambh Hai Prachand
Bolein Mastakon Ke Jhund
Aaj Jung Ki Ghadi Ki Tum Guhaar Do
Aan Baan ShaanYa Ki Jaan Ka Ho DaanAaj
Ek Dhanush Ke Baan Pe Utaar Do
Man Kare So Pran DeJo Man Kare So Pran Le
Wo Wahi To Ek Sarv Shaktimaan Hai
Krishn Ki Pukaar Hai Ye
Bhaagwat Ka Saar HaiKi
Yuddh Hi To Veer Ka Pramaan Hai
Kaurawon Ki Bheed Ho
Ya Paandavon Ka Neer(D) Ho
Jo Lad Sakaa Hai Wohi To Mahaan Hai
Jeet Ki Hawas NahiKisi Pe Koi Vash Nahi
Kya Zindagi Hai Thokaron Pe Maar Do
Maut Ant Hai NahiTo Maut Se Bhi Kyun Darein
Ye Jaake Aasmaano Mein Dahaad Do!
Wo Dayaa Ka Bhaav Yaki
Shaurya Ka Chunaav Yaki
Haar Ka Wo Ghaav Tum Ye Soch LoYa ki
Bhoore Bhaal ParJalaa Rahe Vijay Ka
LaalLaal Ye GULAAL Tum Ye Soch Lo
Rang Kesari Ho Ya Mridang Kesari HoYa Ki Kesari Ho Taal
Tum Ye Soch Lo
Jis Kavi Ki Kalpana Mein
Zindagi Ho Prem Geet
Us Kavi Ko Aaj Tum Nakaar Do
Bheegti Maso Mein Aaj
Phoolti Ragon Mein Aaj
Aag Ki Lapat Ka Tum Bhaghaar Do

Adwani vs Manmohan

The leading contenders for the position of Prime Minister of India in the General Elections 2009 are Dr Manmohan Singh and Lal Krishna Adwani.
Dr Singh has already served the country as Prime Minister for the last five years and Leader of Opposition, LK Adwani also once served as Home Minister in Vajpai Government.
If someone asks me who you think will be the right person to lead the nation through 2009-14, then my answer will be Manmohan Singh.
No Chance for people who involve themselves to terrorise the nation. BJP is the sickest party I have ever come across. They have created enough damage to the nation when they were given a chance. Not again, enough is enough, The nation will be safe under Mr Manmohan Singh.

common lines after people got drunk

1. Tu to Mera bhai hai…
2.You know i am not drunk...
3. Gaadi mai Chalaunga…
5. Tu bura mat manana bhai…
6. Mai teri Dil Se Izzat Karta hu…
7. Abe bol daal aaj usko, aar yaa paar...
.8. Aaj saali Chad nahi rahi hai kya bat hai…
9. Tu Kya samajh raha hai mujhe chad gayi hai…
10. Ye mat samajh ki piye me bol raha hu…
11.Abe yaar kahin kam to nahi padegi itnee...
12. Chhote, Ek Ek Chhota aur ho Jae…
13. Baap ko mat Sikha.
14. Yaar magar tune mera dil tod diya...
15. Kuchh bhi hai par saala Bhai hai Apna…
16. Tu Bolna Bhai, kya chahiye…Jaan chahiye hazir hai ???
17.Abe mere ko aaj tak nahi Chadee...shart laga saala aaj tu..
18. Chal teri baat karata hoon usse, phone number de uska...
19 . Yaar aaj uski bahut yaad aa rahi hai..

Mallaya is right.........

Vijay Mallya-India liquor baron-after acquiring Tipu Sultan’s sword, has now saved the nation’s honour by buying Mahatma Gandhi’s memorabilia in an auction in New York.
Meanwhile, media tried to sensationalise this matter by saying that Mahatma Gandhi, a teetotaler, would have never appreciated that his articles are possessed by a liquor baron.
But before making such statement media should think that among hundreds of millionaire in India ,only Vijaya Mallaya took an initiative to buy bapu's worldly possession. Instead of criticising him we should respect his feelings and deeds.
And according to me, alcohol consumption can not be a measurement of greatness or insignificance, it depends upon thoughts, ideals and activities.

My favourite song- main shayar badnam

Main Shayar Badnam, Main Shayar Badnam Ho O Main Chala, Main Chala,
Mehfil Se Nakam, Ho O Main Chala, Main Chala, Main Shayar Badnam
Mere Ghar Se Tumko, Kuchh Saman Milega,
Diwane Shayar Ka, Ek Diwan Milega,
Aur Ek Cheeze Milegi, Tuta Khali Jam,
Ho O Main Chala Main Chala Main Shayar Badnam
Sholo Pe Chalna Tha, Kanton Pe Sona Tha,
Aur Abhi Jee Bhar Ke Kismat Pe Rona Tha,
Jane Aise Kitne, Bakki Chhod Ke Kaam,
Ho O Main Chala, Main Chala Main Shayar Badnam
Rasta Rok Rahi Hai, Thodi Jaan Hai Baki,
Jane Tute Dil Mein, Kya Arman Hai Baki,
Jane Bhi De Ae Dil, Sabko Mera Salam,
Ho O Main Chala, Main Chala Main Shayar Badnam,
Ho O Main Chala, Main Chala Mehfil Se Nakam,
Ho O Main Chala, Main Chala

What do you think????????

IS MEDIA sensationalising the news or helping people? Can people rely on media for the real facts? Does media help in getting justice?
The situation is really perplexed…
Today in this world of politics, no person can expect anything from anyone. The same applies for media also. Nowadays, so many cases are coming into light like murders by own kiths or kins or by the domestic helpers, etc. As every coin has two sides, one side of the coin is that media is pro-justified. Whereas the flip side is that media only sensationalises the case and is concerned only about its target rating points (TRPs).

A poetry for children........read this if u still feel like a kid..hahhah

Monday’s child is full of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving
Saturday’s child works hard for its living
And a child that is born on Sabbath day
Is fair and wise and good at play
-Zoe Field

This is about my sir, mt god K T Oommen.. this is not written by me but my seniors

To Sir, with love
This is an article about the man who was instrumental in making me what I am. I have hated this man as much as I loved him. He is K. Thomas Oommen, Director, Manorama School of Communication. It appeared in Mint, the business paper of the Hindustan Times. This is for his students across the globe and all those who are his acquaintances.
In a sea of red ink, a lonely crusader
Chitra Narayan
It’s hard to imagine that an innocuous red ink pen can inspire so much dread. But in the hands of journalism teacher Kollemvarieth Thomas Oommen, the red ink pen is a deadly weapon.
On a pleasant winter morning in sleepy Kottayam, where a journalism class is in progress at the Malayala Manorama Group-run Mascom Institute, the full force of this pen can be seen. A pile of corrected assignments in hand, KTO, as Oommen is better known, is reading his red-inked comments out loud. Informally seated on the table, the grandfatherly figure with the mild tone doesn’t resemble the dragon he has been painted to be by some of his former students.
In a soft voice, he asks one student who covered recent municipal elections how 47% can constitute a majority. He continues to pick holes in the copy in a manner so caustic and witty that the whole class, except the unfortunate student reporter, begins tittering. He moves quickly through the pile, asking one young man who took particular linguistic licence with grammar, “did you learn your English in Kazakhstan?"
Meet “Prof. Oommen”, as the nearly 600 Indian journalists who have suffered, hated and loved the man, tend to call him. One of India’s best-kept secrets, this journalism educator has spent 26 years taking in young, impressionable—and often terrible writers and editors—and instilling in them a love for journalism and a sense of right and wrong, at least when it comes to the English language. Today, there are hardly any Indian newspapers where former Oommen students are not playing key roles (including at this paper).
For a country with one of the most vibrant and free media in the world, India has surprisingly few quality journalism teachers or schools. And amid a widely acknowledged shift toward entertainment and blending of news and paid content, it is even more remarkable that Oommen has maintained his commitment to teaching the kind of journalistic rigour that is fast disappearing from newsrooms.
Chuck Jackson, a copy editor at the International Herald Tribune, who taught at Mascom a year ago, says that an Oommen-trained journalist stands out from the crowd: “Thomas pushes his students so hard that it turns into a habit for them when they become professionals. They know how to get the job done and do it. And they are tough-minded, too.”
Oommen was a reluctant teacher despite hailing from a family of school teachers. He first worked for the now defunct Free Press Journal soon after his MA from St Stephen’s College for a monthly salary of Rs120. “When I was going home after writing a humorous story on an insurance sector strike, I sat next to a guy who was reading the paper,” he recalls. “Suddenly, he started chuckling and I noticed he was reading my piece. I knew then that I was right in choosing journalism as a profession.”
Three years later, he heard about an interesting job in Ethiopia. Soon he was winging his way to Addis Ababa as an advisor at the ministry of information and broadcasting, where, among other duties, he also had to help produce the Ethiopian Herald. The only caveat about this job was to make sure the first page carried reports of the Emperor and his family with prominent photographs. “No name could go above the Emperor’s name,” grins Oommen.
That experience and many others from his journalism career, including a second stint in Africa in Swaziland during the 1990s, now form part of an ethics course he has introduced at Mascom—one of the many innovations that Oommen brings to his job as teacher. “Of course, it’s hard to teach values and ethics, but I would like my students to be equipped for all eventualities and situations at the workplace—be it sexual harassment or discrimination or prejudices,” he says.
Like most young men of a certain era, Oommen pursued studies in the United States. He enrolled in the Master’s programme in journalism at the University of Iowa in 1963. It proved to be an exciting time for him and the world press as a whole: President John F. Kennedy was assassinated three weeks after he arrived in the US.
A couple of jobs at small papers led to the night city editor job at Associated Press in Los Angeles. Apart from reporting and handling copy at breakneck speed, Oommen also picked up useful computer skills as the wire service was transitioning to a computerized service. Along the way he met his wife, Sandra—a meeting engineered by the local public librarian, who knew both of them had worked in Africa.
Despite a promising career in the US, India was still beckoning Oommen. “My motive in coming back to India was that our children should grow up here,” he explains. The children were six, four and two-and-a-half years old and the Oommens felt that if they had to straddle both cultures comfortably, they needed to be brought up in India.
Once back, however, none of the journalism offers excited him—most of the papers wanted him to handle the international pages. “I would have been relegated to writing edits on foreign affairs,” says the man who thrives on the excitement of daily news. On balance, the offer by H.Y. Sharda Prasad, who was setting up a news agency journalism course at the Indian Institute of Mass Communication (IIMC) in Delhi, looked more exciting. Although, he says, at a salary of Rs1,800 a month, it was equivalent to what he earned in three days at AP.
The IIMC job was challenging, but in ways that Oommen could not have imagined. The students—all from non-aligned countries—could barely speak English. There was no hostel facility and, often, both Oommens would be frantically trying to find accommodation for the students in a Delhi that appeared reluctant to house black-skinned Africans.
As a teacher, Oommen believes his golden years were undoubtedly the five years when he headed the Times Centre for Media Studies. Says Indiavarta.com head Sunil Saxena, who taught along with him at Times: “As an administrator, he was very meticulous, and looked at the smallest points. As a teacher, he was beyond comparison. I saw him take classes for two to three hours at a stretch, and the students would sit spellbound.”
Certainly the classes were interesting, if not combative. Armed with a devastating sense of humour and gift of repartee, Oommen used a combination of wit, sarcasm, anger and passion to goad his students. Several students found his methods objectionable and some staged walk-outs, others fought bitter battles with him but, today, those very students are united in his praise.
Prosenjit Datta, executive editor of Businessworld magazine, was hauled over the coals many a time at the Times school and even failed several assignments. But he acknowledges Oommen’s training for his rise, especially in rewriting and sub-editing, and is forever quoting Oommenisms to his desk hands.
Says former student Nidhi Raj Kapoor: “He was very good at reducing students to size and breaking their confidence.” But Kapoor, who is no longer a journalist, says that for all the humiliation Oommen used to subject his students to, he was always fair. Once he pulled her up over the way she had spelled a popular brand name. But the next morning he found out he was wrong and apologized in front of the class. “For all of his tough exterior, he was soft inside,” she says.
To an extent, Oommen’s toughness was tempered by wife Sandra—a motherly influence for many of the students, who were away from home for the first time. Oommen’s relationship with his students was never a cut-and-dried professional one—rather the students just became part of his family. Many visited his home and former students still dash down to Kottayam to meet him. Watch him during the lunch hour at Mascom, where he eats at the same canteen as the students and you realize that the gruff manner is reserved for the classroom.
Ask KTO himself why he drives his students so hard and he is unapologetic: “I explain to my students on the very first day of their class that it is the first day of their professional life and not the last year of college life.”
Indeed, Oommen has not shared the same relationship with the newspaper barons who run the institutes. His no-nonsense attitude and blunt talk often does not go down well. He quit the Times school after falling out with the management. Similarly, at science and environment magazine Down To Earth, he walked out when he could not see eye-to-eye with the promoters.
But Sunita Narain, who heads the Centre for Science and Environment, which brings out the magazine, acknowledges his contribution: “Anybody in publishing will tell you how hard it is to find good desk hands. Oommen’s contribution was in the way he trained the desk in handling science copy and the rewriting skills he brought.”
Oommen then took off for a five-year stint at the department of journalism at the University of Swaziland. When he returned in 1999, he slipped into the role of dean at The Hindu Group’s Asian College of Journalism in Chennai. Says Sashi Kumar, chairman, Media Development Foundation , which has promoted ACJ: “In the field of journalism teaching in India, it’s hard to find such a thorough professional, with hands-on experience especially in copy editing, who in addition is a disciplinarian, and meticulous to boot.”
Although ACJ was loath to let him go, Oommen’s dream of settling down in his native Kottayam was too strong and when to his hometown the Malayala Manorama Group came calling, he moved, helping launch Mascom.
Today, life has come full circle for Oommen. He is teaching at an institute that is just a few minutes away from the CNS school where his grandfather taught. He and his wife are ensconced in his mother’s ancestral home, 12km away.
Even at 70, Oommen remains as much of a workaholic as ever, heavily prone to moments of angst about where journalism is heading or the calibre of the students who enrol every year, and the falling standards of spoken and written English in the country.
“Print journalism in English is going to be a hodgepodge of words put together indelicately, with no thought to grammar and less to meaning, and whose sole purpose is to fill up space on the page between advertisements,” he concedes. “Vernacular journalism has more promise for the future.”
What about journalism education? “This shortage will be remedied only when good journalists acknowledge they owe a debt to their profession and become good journalism teachers,” he says.
Is a second retirement around the corner? “There’s just too much work,” Oommen may grumble, but he’s the first to admit that he will only give up teaching the day he finds his students are bored. “When that happens, I shall go for long walks, catch the fish that have been swimming fearlessly in the Kodoor river and read all the books that I deliberately put off reading till later ... and later,” he says.
Sixty in Sixty is a special series of profiles that we plan to run throughout 2007, the 60th anniversary of India’s independence. We will introduce you to Sixty Indians—both here and aboard--who are not rich or famous or important. These will be people who are making quiet but important contributions, without seeking headlines, to help make India and in some cases, the world, a better place. Please send your suggestions by email to interview@livemint.com
posted by Chandu @ 6:05 PM

Varun Gandhi

Priyanka
My views
By making anti-Muslim comments in his speeches, Varun Gandhi has not only violated the Model Code of Conduct, but brought his whole pedigree to shame.
Even I feel ashamed of Indian politics to have such biased, immature and fanatic leaders. People like Varun Gandhi, who instigate and perpetrate communal hatred and violence, have no place not only in politics, but even in the society of a democratic and secular country like India.
If found guilty of the charges, he must not only be expelled from the Bhartiya Janata party, but also must be put behind bars and be disqualified from contesting polls of any kind.

suicide

Priyanka
Women
KOTTAYAM: When 33-year-old Jaya Lakshmi, wife of a businessman here, took an overdose of sleeping pills, relatives and friends were puzzled because she had everything a woman could want- a loving husband, two children, a big house and a car.

The once cheerful and fun-loving woman began to suffer from depression. Jaya Lakshmi is one among a growing number of women in Kerala suffering from mental disorders.
As per the findings of National Crime Records Bureau, the suicide rate among women in Kerala is reported to be twice the national average, 27 per 100,000 as compared to the national average of 11.

Citing the the reasons behind this issue,Dr. Roy Abraham Kallivayalil, Professor and HOD Psychiatry , Medical College, here said, mainly due to social, economic, cultural and gender-related stresses women tend to commit suicide.

“In India women are marginalised but in Kerala it is even more so. Women are more culturally sensitive hence they get more affected by if something goes wrong in their family or society.
“ In Kerala, media sensationalises when a woman commits suicide, which could encourage other women to do so.” he added.

Describing the scientific reasons behind suicides, Suresh Ninan, a psychiatrist said: “Suicide is the killing of one-self; it is intentional self-inflicted death. Suicidal ideation or attempts can occur in patients with psychotic or personality disorders, acute intoxication or withdrawal states.
“Risk of depressive disorders in women is much higher in women genetically. Endogenous depression is like any other disease-it is not based on external factors but due to decrease in neurotransmitters, mainly Serotonin,which plays an important role as a neurotransmitter in the modulation of anger, aggression, body temperature, mood, sleep, human sexuality, appetite, and metabolism.”

Asked what steps the government is taking to curb the problem, Dr. K S Prabhavathy, Associate prof of Psychiatry,Medical College,here said: “ All the government medical colleges are getting funds from the state government to conduct awareness programmmes and organisation like KRISIS is playing a vital role in providing professional intervention to patients.”

On the role of family members and society Mr Ninan said: “The family members should be more careful about such patients because they need extra attention and love. Depressive disorders should be detected soon and cured with the help of psychiatrist.”

guncha koi

Guncha koi mere naam kar diya.....
GUncha koi mere naam kar diya.....
Saki ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya...
Saki ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya...
GUncha koi hmm.......
Tum jaisa koi nahi is jahaan mein
Tum jaisa koi nahi is jahaan mein
Subah ko teri zulf ne shaam kar diya
Subah ko teri zulf ne shaam kar diya
Saki ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya...
GUncha koi hmm.......
Mehfil mein baar baar idhar dekha kiye
Mehfil mein baar baar idhar dekha kiye
aankhon ke zazeeron ko mere naam kar diya
aankhon ke zazeeron ko mere naam kar diya
Saki ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya...
Guncha koi hmm.......
Hosh bekhabar se huye unke bagair
Hosh bekhabar se huye unke bagair
Hosh bekhabar se huye unke bagair
Woh jo humse keh na sake dil ne kah diya
Woh jo humse keh na sake dil ne kah diya
Saki ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya...
Guncha koi hmm.......
Guncha koi mere naam kar diya.....
Saki ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya...

we are proud of u Rahman- Priyanka Singh

The rise of A R Rahman from obscurity to commanding global presence is nothing but jaw dropping. Winning Golden Globe award for the best original score in” Slumdog Millionaire”, Rahman has brought the Indian cinema and its music to the global stage.
When Mani Ratnam was searching for a new music director for his Tamil movie “Roja”, Rahman emerged as a gift for entire Indian cinema. “Roja” was a big musical success not only in Tamil but also in Hindi. Rahman received the National Film Award for Best Music Director, the first time ever by a debutant music composer.
With Ramgopal Varma’ s “Rangeela”, he became a national phenomenon and bridged the north-south divide effortlessly.
Rahman has always subsisted with patriotism. His album-“Vandematram” (1997),which was made on India’s 50th anniversary of independence was one of the bestsellers.
First from south to north then India to world-Rahman’s music kept winning the heart of music lovers. His popularity reached an all time peak, when his composition “chhaiya chhaiya ” became the first Indian song to break into the UK top ten at the box office. This made Andrew Lloyd Webber approach Rahman for the music for his broadway “Bombay Dreams”.
His compositions kept impressing not only his admirers, but the jury of National Film Awards, who gave him the award for “Lagaan” in 2001 and “Kannathil Muthamittal” in 2002.
Meanwhile, he was engaged in some global projects like Shekhar Kapoor’s,“ Elizabeth: The Golden Age, Warriors of heaven and Earth and Lord of Wars, which made him a globally acclaimed figure.
The list of his achievements is long. It was certainly a memorable moment when he created history after bagging the Golden Globe Award and became the first Indian to win this prestigious award.
A R Rahman also became the first Indian to get three Oscar nominations. But even if he fails to make Oscar, we Indians will always be proud of our most innovative, original and prodigious music composer.

cyber crime soaring

Priyanka
Crime
India, which has made giant strides in information technology and Internet usage, has also experienced an increase in the number of cyber crimes by 50 percent in 2008 over the previous year, according to the recent reports of the National Crime Record Bureau (NCRB).
As per the 'Crime in 2007' report, published by the NCRB, the number of cyber crimes registered under the Information Technology Act 2000 (IT Act) in 2007 was 217, as against 142 in 2006, an increase of 52.8 per cent.
The maximum cyber crime cases, about 46 per cent, were related to incidents of cyber pornography, followed by hacking. The majority of offenders were under 18-30 years of age.
Describing what is cyber crime, Hemchand Meena ,Deputy Superintendent of Police,New Delhi (when contacted over phone) said, “Cyber crimes or IT crimes range from tampering with computer documents, hacking, identity theft, posting of obscene pictures or pornography , harassment of any one through email, unauthorised access to protected computer documents and breach of confidentiality.”
Citing the reasons behind increase in number of cyber crime he said, “With the extensive use of internet, mobile phones and other IT-enabled services, police stations across the country have started recording these sort of crime. Social networking sites,such as Facebook, Orkut are also contributing in increasing this problem.
“Cyber crimes are punishable under two categories - the IT Act 2000 and the Indian Penal Code (IPC), which imposes imprisonment up to seven years.”
A victim of cyber crime, Justin Thomas said: “ Internet is undoubtedly a boon to the world, but its drawbacks are also uncountable. Despite the ban being enforced on pornography, these sites are widely viewed by teenagers and the police has failed to curb this problem.”

Clearing the police's stand on the issue, PK Madhu, Dy S P of Kottayam said, “In the lack of witness, finding the culprit becomes tough. But when a cyber crime is reported we inform the cyber cell,after their investigation they send the data to Hi-Tech cell for further proceedings.”
Ajith Mohan, Circle Inspector of Police, Hi-Tech said, “There is an increase in number of cyber crimes in Kerala for the last two years. However, we have district cyber cell in every police district, which works under S P.”
Meanwhile,Mr Meena said, “In order to tackle cyber crime across the country , police officers are getting special training in computer hardware and software, computer networks comprising data communication and network security.”
A student here, who once became the victim of cyber crime by receiving nude pictures through email, said, “The websites like Prostitution online, how to commit suicide, how to make bombs are providing objectionable information and these websites should be banned not only in India but worldwide also.”
EOM
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here is a ghazal

here is one ghazal for my readers...i m lil bit boring..as u know i hav'nt recieved any comment yet...
एक पगली मेरा नाम जो ले शरमाये भी घबराये भीगलियों गलियों मुझसे मिलने आये भी घबराये भीरात गये घर जाने वाली गुमसुम लड़की राहों मेंअपनी उलझी ज़ुल्फ़ों को सुलझाये भी घबराये भीकौन बिछड़ कर फिर लौटेगा क्यूँ आवारा फिरते होरातों को एक चाँद मुझे समझाये भी घबराये भीआने वाली रुत का कितना ख़ौफ़ है उसकी आँखों मेंजाने वाला दूर से हाथ हिलाये भी घबराये भी

ooffffffff ye recession

ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm feeling like crying...not getting placement.......

kahan aa gai main

kuch to log kahenge logon ka kam hai kahna..chhodo bekar ki batoin mein......aisa hi hai kuch hal apna....life is boring and hectic here...but we have to survive.....

who m i

m a girl from a simple background...n like evryone i too hav sum dreams...so ll talk abt it later....dreams, hope and tears are insaparable parts of life so i ll tell it about it later.....