Setu's Blog

Disclaimer: These are solely the author's opinions. I request you to read this with an open mind. And I can assure you that I'm not a worker of, or paid under-the-table by any political party to write this post, trust me. I'm not proud of being an Indian. I'm extremely proud. But, of one of the many things that prick me, on a daily basis, is how the game of politics influences the Indian's life, on a daily basis. I write this post in a situation where there are high chances of the Government falling. With the coalgate scam reports all over the media and opposition parties disrupting the parliamentary sessions on a daily basis, the Government dropped the diesel price hike bomb on the people of the country 3 days back, followed by approving the 51% and 49% FDI in multi-brand retail and aviation sectors respectively, the day after. By explaining my point of view on these 3 topics, I'd like to show you how influenced our daily opinions are to the politicians ...

I can't explain my lack of ability to write anything in more than 3 months. But, I can say that me blaming it on the unavailability of my laptop, or my studies, was just an excuse. You wake up one fine day, and realize that it has all fallen apart. Everything that could've possibly gone wrong, has. And then, by the end of the day, you're shocked to see that it could've and did get worse. But, it just does happen that way. More often than not. It's tough to come to terms with what happens to you. Even tougher to act as if it's just a passing phase and things will be fine. Being in a similar situation in the last few months, gave me a chance to assess myself and what I've been going through. There's just one word to express it: fear. We struggle. Everyday, in everything, all the time. And in all that, the only thing that holds us back, is fear. We begin faltering at simple things, and the devil miniature hovering behind ...

It has been almost 3 months since my last post. And a lot has happened since. But today, I write this post for a reason. Because today, it’s my turn. I came across this initiative (by someone who I don’t know personally) called Your Turn Now (referred to as YTN hereon) less than 3 hours ago, and here I am, writing a post promoting the same. Each and everyday, we come across hundreds of people, have conversations with may be a fifty, and are thankful to almost a dozen. Similarly, there are many who are thankful to us, for something or the other, day in and day out. What do we do to them, except say a ‘Thank you’? How do we express the gratitude in our hearts? The gratitude is the goodwill we have. The goodwill someone else has for our actions. And YTN is an effort to spread that goodwill. You don’t have to pay a penny. You just have to spread smiles, and these cards. What cards, you ask? This is a 2-sided, visiting card style card which you pass on to someone who...

In the last year and a half, I've come to watch more television series and sitcoms than I have in my whole past life. Most of them, make me laugh and are pure fiction. Some have a relation to the daily life of ours. This blogpost is inspired from one such medical drama, Grey's Anatomy . For those who are unaware of the series, it exists inside a hospital. The daily in-and-outs of interns, residents, doctors, nurses and of course, patients. It's a typical drama that gets you hooked to it making it difficult for you to not watch it. And, trust me, it's pretty good too. Coming to the point. There's this doctor in the show who is a neonatal surgeon/obstetrician gynaecologist. In plain English, she's a surgeon who operates on children, when they're newborns, for defects, and/or mothers who have complications during the birth. In various episodes, they've shown cases of patients whose children have various complications during births and the urgency wit...

Disclaimer: This post is about adolescents. Others, don't judge us. The phase of being in your teens, in this 21st century, is not easy. I repeat, not easy. With being surrounded by a whole lot of things, and having to balance yourself with each one of them, you tend to screw yourself up. Well, almost... In the whole ball-game, life begins to feel pretty messed up. A few things, if not all, go haywire, hit bottoms. Relationships seem to be dwindling quick. Friends fade out and new friends replace them. Acquaintances, the term, finally surfaces. And all through, you are just trying to figure out who you are and why do some of your close pals say 'You were different'. Most of this, happens when you go to a new college, a new city, or both. Most of this, happens because we feel compelled to be like those we are around. Seniors, classmates, roommates, batchmates. In that whole phase, we seem to forget who we actually were and tend to become someone we never have bee...

In the last few weeks, I've posted 2 posts on Education & India ( Part 1 & Part 2 ). There, I had said that I'd be posting a version of the draft I had created of the above titled post, a few years ago. It was 28th or 29th April, 2009 when, in a seminar, in a group of 10, we were told to come up with a plan and layout of our dream school. We made a rough version of what is posted below. On coming back from the seminar, in the few days that followed, I realized the importance of that project and how much it meant to me. For the same, I completed what I had started as a competition, in the seminar and the outcome is as below. My Dream School In India, and for that matter all the world over, schools are also known as the ‘Temples of Knowledge’. But, in India, temples are built after consulting architects but not the schools. Thus, today, I decided to give my dream school a real pictorial representation with the necessary documentation. My dream school is ...

Cross-posted from Not Just The Talks .   It's been almost a month (29 days, actually) since the day I saw the #KONY2012 video first. And since then, this movement has had my support, whole-heartedly. And it's been more than 10 days since my photo was published in the 'Times Life!' supplement of the Times Of India, for my efforts regarding the same. If you've seen the KONY 2012 video, by now you know that the D-day is 20th April, which is less than a fortnight from today. And thus, it's time to begin the preparations. Posters, bracelets, sign-boards, t-shirts... It's all rolling and travelling through the world! We may not be in USA and our actions might not count as much as theirs will, but whatever we do, in our little ways does count. We can't see injustice befallen on the people of Uganda. We can't see them going through pain while we live our lavish lives in a much more peaceful country. We feel for them. We feel ...