India and the Tax Theft

India, in the world, has been known for its traditional knowledge and use of herbs and medicinal plants as remedy and precaution. Perhaps, it is one of the richest countries in terms of traditional knowledge of medicines and science.

Today, though India lags behind other developed nations when it comes to research and development in medicines and food products, but still our indigenous process to combat diseases is doing wonders. Ayurveda is one of India's most precious achievement.

Once ayurveda & yoga were a regular practice in India. In recent times, ayurveda and yoga have sharply risen up in the lives of the citizens of India and also the belief of common mass in these practices has strengthened.

It feels great to be part of the society which is so rich in terms of heritage. But, the most important matter of concern is that the market captured by the firms dealing in yogic and ayurvedic products & services is quite huge and few instances of unfair practices suggest that it could be very dangerous for us in future.
For example, I have been visiting a ayurvedic clinic for a pretty long time and i have purchased things from more than 4 branches of their clinics. It is disheartening to note that despite being one of the biggest name in the market for ayurvedic products and yoga, they are involved in unfair practices of business either intentionally or unintentionally. I have seen many instances where the clinic persons refuse to provide printed bill or the cash memo for the purchased items. The few of the reasons they quote are 'Printer is not working', 'We donot have cash memos printed currently', and they hand over a handwritten sum of amount on a rough sheet which has no credibility later. If this is the clear case of tax theft and profit maximization, then it must be dealt seriously as these biggies are playing with our faith in them and their appearances in the masses.

The same practice has been found at various branches of their clinic. We Indians treat every great person like god, but they, who have some hidden intention of making money out of public faith are not worthy of it. This is the time when we should become aware of the rules and policies which are useful for our own benefit and which are meant for the prosperity of the country. Tax saving/Theft is a crime. Lets stop it here itself. Do not let this plague spread further.

'BEWARE! Always ask for a printed bill whenever you buy some article. Don't get caught in the trap of tax theft.

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A Salute to Mothers

I got this article through a e-mail. Most of the times our mailboxes are flooded with nonsense craps but only few of them make sense reading them. I would suggest you to read it till the end and with concentration.

Here it goes..


"I am Sorry MOM"

As I got up today, I felt the smell of fresh coffee. I woke up to see a cup of coffee with some biscuits kept at my bedside table. This reminded me of home. The old school and college days, when mumma used to wake me up by serving a steaming cup of coffee. The aroma, the taste, so refreshing, still so fresh in my memories. A sudden thought hit me, "I was in bed, so who prepared this coffee for me? Is it a dream?" I pinched myself and that hurts, which meant I was not dreaming. I walked out of the room with the cup of coffee, in search of my roommate. I asked him whether he prepared that for me, and the answer was YES.

I was relaxed but somehow my heart wanted him to say NO. A no because I wanted to be in a belief that my mom prepared it for me. The whole scene reminded me of mom, and I missed her at that moment. I got ready for the office and all set to leave, when I noticed a lunch box kept at dinning table just for me. I thanked God saying, "finally he(cook) turned up". I took the box and left for office.On my way, I was thinking about those days, when mumma used to cook my every meal. All her possible ways by which she could stuff her son. I could not remember any single day when I slept without food. Maggi, chips, biscuits, all junk food was banned and I always cooked maggi when I was sure that mom was not around. But now, I no more enjoy cooking maggi for myself. Almost everyday I eat it, not because I like it, but because I am left with no other option at times.

This very thought brought tears to my eyes and I decided to call up mom.
I reached office and gave mom a call. The first thing she asked was, "Is everything alright?". I was speechless. And I thought, how the time has changed. When I was with her, I used to nag her by calling after every hour when I was out with friends. In those days she never asked me what was wrong, as she knew that it was my habit. My call at this point of day to her, means that I am in trouble. Time has changed, she is still the same, its me who has changed. But I continued my conversation saying that I just called up to ask how she was, and how are things going on with her. And we continued our conversation. Then suddenly an ice-breaker came when she asked, "Don't you have any work today?" I was shocked and asked her why she asked that, in reply to which she said, it was almost 30 minutes, I have been talking to her.

I hurriedly ended the conversation saying I have to attend a meeting. I lied to her and deep down I know, she knows that I lied to her but what else can I do? The lady with whom I used to have endless conversations, sleepless nights of gossips... has all ended. I am so occupied with my new life that I forgot to spend few hours with her.

I roll backed the time and thought of every single day that I have not spent with her. This made me realize that there was not a single day when I was busy, busy in a sense to neglect my mom. The lady who gave her whole life just for me, I could not even give her the time that she deserved. I remembered how I used to tell her about all my daily happenings and how I always failed to ask about her day. It left me all in tears. I missed her and missed her to core.

I was feeling ashamed, because it was a cup of coffee that made me realize her presence in my world.

We all are here, away from our family, living with our friends, who are our new family. We spend our lunch time with them gossiping about what's going in and around, weekends, shopping with them and even festivals as most of us are staying too far from home. And when we call home, we are in a hurry to hang up as most of are BUSY. Are we really that busy?

Think of the lady whom we have left back at home. She still misses her son/daughter at the dining table, although most of us enjoy our meals with our friends and colleagues. She still waits all day just to hear her son/daughter's voice at the end of the day and we, we spend our time on phone with friends

Is it really that we don't have time or is it just we are too busy with our new life?

I apologize to all the mothers in this world and thank them for what we are today.............

(Photograph Source: Internet, google)

Recruitment time at Jai-IIT, Khoda

This script of conversation does not target any person living or dead. Neither any institute nor any person is in the scope of the script.

We bring to you the exclusive script of interview conversation between the recruiting staff of Jai-IIT Khoda and the candidates. Believe it or not, the two conversations were found to be the most hilarious and worthwhile. Thats why these two candidates were selected as most potential candidates for the teaching staff. Check it out.

This work was scripted by me while i was in college. Just because of unavailability of time, i'm publishing it now.

Recruitment Venue: VC Cabin, Jai-IIT, Khoda
Shift One:

Panel: Mr. Thakur Sahab, Sri Gabbar Ji

Candidate 1: Mr. Check-Race (here abbv. As CRJ)

Thakur Sahab: Welcome. Good morning. Please have your seat.
CRJ: Good morning. Thankyou.
Thakur Sahab: So, tell me about your qualifications.
CRJ: Doubly qualified
Thakur Sahab: What does that mean?
CRJ: Sir, I have done double masters degree (MCA and MSC) from double stream (that is biology and computers), dual in personality and if you place me in your institute then I shall play dual roles.
Thakur Sahab: What are those two roles?
CRJ: First I will ask the students to teach me then secondly, they will teach their friends also. So, I will play as a teacher and a learner too.
Thakur Sahab: Impressive. But, why did you opt for two degrees every time.
CRJ: Please don’t tell anyone but I couldn’t complete a single degree completely.
Thakur Sahab: Okay. If we select you as a lecturer, then what will you teach students?
CRJ: Only one thing, Algorithms. That’s the only word I know.
Thakur Sahab: Can you name some algorithms?
CRJ: Yes. Sure. As many names as you want. Because I know their names only, not the steps and the solution.
Thakur Sahab: Then what will you teach students?
CRJ: I told you clearly, first they will teach me and then…..
Thakur Sahab: Okay Okay…….i got it. Tell me something about C programming language. Your resume shows you are expert at programming.
CRJ: Oh Yes! That’s my passion you know. Sir, there are three types of C. One is ‘see’, other is ‘sea’ and third you can guess……
Thakur Sahab: Ohh my goodness. Mr. Check-Race, you are deviating from the question. Tell me something about your expertise in programming.
CRJ: As I told you, its my passion. Its very easy. Steal someone’s idea, ask other person to write its ALGO and then its very simple….
Thakur Sahab: Okay, you mean you then code the algorithm?
CRJ: No. No. I then ask the third person to write its code in programming language.
Thakur Sahab: Good, Impressive. Tell me something about bioinformatics.
CRJ: That’s a good question. Bio + information is bioinformatics. It deals with many Algorithms like….
Thakur Sahab: Okay. Okay….tell me something about computers.
CRJ: Sir, computers are used to write programs. These programs are made from the Algorithms written priorly…….
Thakur Sahab: Stop. Please. Don’t you know anything except Algorithms?
CRJ: You know sir, I have one very unique quality. I know nothing but I can tell you everything.
Thakur Sahab: Then how do you do that?
CRJ: Its very simple. Either I will search it on google (which I doubt I’m good at) or if I don’t get it there, then I will ask students to find the answer and make a presentation on it. Simple.
Thakur Sahab: Final question Mister, if you are here at our institute, then what all topics you would like to take as subject?
CRJ: Algorithms, programs, coding, biology, biotechnology, electronics, maths, economics……………..
Thakur Sahab: (Starts panting) Ohh my god. You can teach any subject. How come?
CRJ: I told you sir. Don’t you remember? I will not teach anything. First the students will teach me and then…….
Thakur Sahab: Okay Okay…Stop Please. That’s enough. I got your point.
CRJ: So, whatis your next question sir?
Thakur Sahab: Thank you Mr. Check-Race. You may go. We have some more interviews to go. We will intimate you about the interview results. Nice meeting you.
CRJ: Thank you sir.
Thakur Sahab: Haah, a sigh of relief. What was this man? Waiter, bring me a bucket of ice-cold water, I need to cool down my brain.

Keep reading. Second candidate is yet to come.


Second shift. Panel: Sri Thakur Sahab, Sri Gabbar Ji, Mr. Veeru
Candidate 2: Sri Sri Baba Ranga

Ranga: May I come in, Sir?
Gabbar: Are bhaiya, raasta bhool gaye ho kya? Yeh koi barber shop nahi hai. Jao market bagal mein hai.
Thakur Sahab: Shut up Gabbar. Is this the way to talk to guests?
Gabbar: Are Thakur, tum to naraaz ho gaye. Shaant babua shaant.
Thakur Sahab: Stop this non sense. He is our next candidate. [to Ranga] Welcome, have your seat.
Ranga: Hey man! Good morning to both of you.
Gabbar: Good morning to thik hai bhai par ye He-man kisko bole?
Thakur Sahab: Shut up! He said ‘Hey man’, not ‘He-man’. It is his way of greeting.
Veeru: You both kindly settle your disputes and then start with the interview.
Thakur Sahab: Yeah. So Mr. Ranga, what are your qualifications?
Ranga: What a foolish question? Are you blind? Can’t you see my name in CV? When it is written ‘Dr. Ranga”, doesn’t that mean I’m Ph.D.
Gabbar: Waah! Kya jawaab hai. Ab bolo Thakur, bahut sawaal poochte ho na tum.
Thakur Sahab: I mean where did you complete your higher studies?
Ranga: India. I think that’s enough. Huh!
Thakur Sahab: Okay, tell me something about yourself then.
Ranga: I am anti+pro feminist, contagious person. Why are you so much interested in me? Do you want me for your daughter?
Thakur Sahab: Please do not get angry. It is a part of the interview. This is how we appoint faculty for our college.
Ranga: Don’t waste my time by talking all bullshit. I’m not interested in it.
Gabbar: Lagta hai aaj koi mard aaya hai Thakur ke saamne.
Thakur Sahab: Gabbar, silence. [to Ranga] So, Mr. Ranga, you said anti+pro feminist. What does that mean?
Ranga: It means that mostly I’m anti feminist, sometimes pro feminist. I think here I’ll prove to be anti one.
Veeru: Mind your language Mr. Ranga. Be straight while answering.
Ranga: I have my orientation straight only. It doesn’t change while answering.
Veeru: Khaamosh badtamiz. Tumhari ye himmat.
Gabbar: Are hum to kehte hain ki isi mard ko final kar do. Poora collegewa sudhar jaayega.
Thakur Sahab: Silence Gabbar. Speak only when you are asked to do so.
Gabbar: Thakur, chup rehne ko bulaye ho ka hame yahan.
Ranga (Shouts): Shut up you bastards. I’m giving you last warning. If you have to waste my time, you may better ask me to leave.
Thakur Sahab: Sir, cool down. Tell me, if we place you with us, what role will you play?
Ranga: Heights of stupidity! Obviously, you want a teacher, but I’m more than that.
Thakur Sahab: ‘More than that’, what does that mean?
Ranga: I mean I’ll prove to be a teacher, entertainer, lady hunter, love guru etc. In my last job, I played nearly 105 roles.
Gabbar: Matlab, launda complete package hai. Thakur, ka kahat ho?
Thakur Sahab: surprising. How could you manage so much work?
Ranga: You’ll get to know once I’m with you.
Thakur Sahab: Tell us something about your background.
Ranga: Well if you wish to know my background, then wait. [Ranga gets up, stands erect and turns frontside back] See, this is my background.
Veeru: Aey you! Behave yourself. We asked about your background not your back.
Gabbar: Ha Ha Ha. Aur lo interview, pada tamacha muh pe.
Thakur Sahab: What are your favourite topics?
Ranga: Lemme think. They are many but main ones are; love, romance, girls, sex, …..
Thakur Sahab: Leave it Ranga ji. I think I got your answer. But is this what you will teach here?
Ranga: Of course. Even the students like to study that.
Thakur Sahab: Now, my next question……
Ranga: Shut up! Now I’m tired. No more questions. Listen to me clearly, if you place me, then accept my few conditions; I need separate cabin, no female HOD, no female teacher, salary as per my conditions, residence free………
Thakur Sahab: Ohh! What is this? But sir, we have females in the department.
Ranga: Don’t worry. Once I join, they all will leave one by one.
Gabbar: Shabaash! Waise bhi ye auratein yahan koi kaam nahi karti hain. Ye to Thakur hai jo meri nahi sunta hai. Kaahe Thakurwa?
Thakur Sahab: Okay Mr. Ranga. You may go now.we will inform you about the results.
Ranga: Results! Whoz going to wait for it? I’m joining from Monday.
Thakur Sahab: But sir…..
Ranga: Listen to me….i don’t care for anything and don’t try to piss on my face. I also know how to piss.
Thakur Sahab: But there are certain administrative norms which you have to follow.
Ranga: Hey..don’t expect me to polish your butt. You wild ass..
Thakur Sahab: Ohh! He is a big trouble. [Aside to Gabbar] Lets call police.
Gabbar: Tum ka police bulaiyo Thakur.Ise to 12 mulko ki police dhoond rahi hai. Hum to kehte hain ki apni Radha bitiya ke liye iska haath maang lo. Sasuri din bhar make up lagati hai fir bhi koi ladka byaah kareko tayyar nahi hai.
Veeru: Gabbar, kutte main tumhe zinda nahi chhodoonga.
Gabbar: Are ja ja. Bahut dekhe hain tere jaise. Yaad nahi is Thakur ke haath kaise kutto ko khila diye the, ab tumhara aur basanti ka bhi yahi haal karenge.
Thakur Sahab: Now I’m leaving. That’s enough I think.
Gabbar: Chalo ab ham bhi aaraam karein. Chal veerua.