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My Deepest Condolences to Respected Rtn. Janakiballava Padhi Sir on his first Death Anniversary. May his soul rest in peace.

It is very sad to get to know the sudden demise of our Dear Secretary, KIIMS, Dr.Janaki Ballava Padhee.

May his soul rest in peace.

Not all men are the same...

I would like to share a small incident:

I was traveling in a really crowded city bus in Pune (India). Fortunately, I had a seat. All the city buses in Pune have 50% seats reserved for women. The left side of the bus (which is reserved for women) was completely occupied (by women of course). The bus approached the SNDT Women's College stop (Karve Road) and few girls got in. I noticed that one of girls was carrying a huge bag and she couldn't even stand properly. Since, I was traveling light I offered her my seat.

She stared weirdly at me for a moment and shouted, "Kay re? Line marto ka majhyavar?" [Translation: Kyun re? Line maar raha hai kya? (Are you hitting on me?)]

I was a bit embarrassed and replied politely, "No. I saw your huge bag and that's why I offered you the seat."

By then the other passengers had started staring at me and giving dirty looks.

She shouted back, "Don't try to act smart. I know what you meant."

A few other female passengers (who were sitting) shouted something like, "Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

Then the girl slapped me! I WAS SLAPPED FOR OFFERING THE GIRL A SEAT!

I just can't express how embarrassing that was. I wanted to argue back, but I knew that, with the female passengers ganging up on me (along with a few male passengers as well) and no one supporting me (the guy next to me didn't utter a word), I stood no chance. I sat there silently for the next 10 min, with a burning red cheek and quietly alighted the bus when my destination arrived. That day I decided, I am never going to offer a seat to a women unless she is really old and literally can't stand or handicapped.

This might be a very rare incident, but I have seen women 'exploit' the reservations they get. You can't do anything you want just because you are a woman. Similarly, just because someone is a male, doesn't mean that he is at fault every time.

Our view of looking at men/women must change.

Submitted by Prathamesh Dalvi
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It is my thoughts that men on average will settle for most women and aren't particularly fussy.

Men are taught that simply having a woman, especially if she's pretty, improves a man's image and social status. I was always told by my parents growing up, "You need a girlfriend, you need to get married, have children and settle down." Many men are told this because being a single man, you belong in the category of "loser" (according to society) Unless you happen to be Rich, powerful, good looking and/or famous.

So there's almost kind of a social pressure placed on the average man to make sure they have a woman in their lives if they want to better their image, a kind of urgency if you like, hence why they settle more quickly. Women on the other hand can afford to be fussy and only settle for what is considered the best of men i.e. The best looking men, the richest men, and the most powerful of men. There's no social pressure on women to improve their image because women alone are already valued, especially in western parts of the world.

It's no secret that women have the upper hand in the dating world. The desperation of the average man ensures that. Men don't seem to place any value on themselves as individuals in the dating world, if at all. Simply having a woman, men are often told they are lucky and/or blessed. Have you ever been told that by others? "Hey she's beautiful, you're a lucky guy." So simply having a beautiful woman means you're lucky, regardless of what kind of person she might be underneath all that beauty, even if she's a c**t, you're still lucky according to others because she's "good looking."

It's a case of men placing too little value on themselves, and women placing too much value on themselves. Women are taught "you're worth it" while men are taught "you need it." I've always said it and will continue to say it, when it comes to dating, average women are overrated and overvalued both by themselves and other men, whilst men are underrated and undervalued both by themselves and women.

Men on average set the bar low out of sheer desperation, women on the other hand can afford to set the bar high, be high maintenance and expect nothing but the best, even if they themselves are average at best.

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Back from the diary:

Back from the diary:

“I was suffering the easily foreseeable consequences. Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation-based love story. It all begins when the object of your adoration bestows upon you a heady, hallucinogenic dose of something you never dared to admit you wanted-an emotional speed ball, perhaps, of thunderous love and roiling excitement.

Soon you start craving that intense attention, with a hungry obsession of any ju**ie. When the drug is witheld, you promptly turn sick, crazy, and depleted (not to mention resentful of the dealer who encouraged this addiction in the first place but now refuses to pony up the good stuff anymore-- despite the fact that you know he has it hidden somewhere, goddamn it, because he used to give it to you for free).

Next stage finds you skinny and shaking in a corner, certain only that you would sell your soul or rob your neighbors just to have 'that thing' even one more time. Meanwhile, the object of your adoration has now become repulsed by you. She looks at you like you're someone she's never met before, much less someone she once loved with high passion. The irony is,you can hardly blame her. I mean, check yourself out.

You're a pathetic mess,unrecognizable even to your own eyes. So that's it. You have now reached infatuation's final destination-- the complete and merciless devaluation of self.""If you cannot find the brighter side of life then polish the darker side". Adjustment of attitude is the only instrument to live a life.

Silently sitting I realized… In life, we all have - An unspeakable secret, An irreversible regret, An unkept promise, An unheard request, An irreplaceable loss, An unreachable dream, An unforgettable person we love. Still, life is about being happy anyhow… Because, everything in life can be summed up in just three words… “Life Goes On!”

Bangalore Diaries:
Chapter 12: Time and tide, Groan and glide.

Bangalore Diaries:
Chapter 12: Time and tide, Groan and glide.

Do you still love her? It was a question asked by one of my friend. Do I have a reason to hate her, was my answer. I always loved her because she used her mind less and her heart more. So when I had loved that heart once, How can I hate it. It will look selfish on my end and I was never that.

Bangalore was never a dream, but gradually it made me love it. I almost got everything from this city in a short span and lost even. This is the place where we met. But things are not always the same. It started deteriorating. every thing happened in a blink of an eye and there was no time to react.

They say that once a piece of paper is crumbled it never comes back to the shape it earlier was and so is life. It was a moonlit sky when it started and she was all that I could prioritize. Even though it was for a short span of time she left an everlasting impact. The dent which can never be recovered. However messy it is, Stay in love was our motto but the mess created was enormous. It all started after she started betraying me for some one else and over it she din't even thought of accepting it. Of course she stayed with me completely with her heart when I was around but that's what cannot be defined as love. As soon as I disappeared in front of her eyes, her motives replaced everything.

All this started destroying the relationship that we shared and gradually ended it. It was high time and there were a lot of responsibilities as we were about to celebrate our annual festival. I worked day and night tirelessly to make it stand. I hardly slept those days in order to give it a shape. I was all alone to be found in the campus waiting for things to fall in place. My hard work and effort bore fruits and it took a shape in a few days. People started flocking in to take responsibilities when they saw that it's happening. It would had been much better if they would have looked at this much before and acted accordingly, But a wise man once said, you can only accept if you cannot retaliate.

There would always be a lot of people around us who are ready to throw nails on our way if we are remarkable. People started interfering but I never allowed it be the hindrance for me or the festival. Soon the day of judgement came and it was time to select the office bearers. It was a strike of lightning when I din't heard my name. I stayed contented even after that because the motive is to make something a part of my legacy. There were people who advised me not to work but I giggled to glory every time I heard that.

There were times where in I was hurled with accusations of being biased but when you hear people saying against you is the time when you would be making progress.

To be Continued.....

An Open Letter By An Odia To Rest Of India...

An Open Letter By An Odia To Rest Of India
Editorials

Jun 18, 2015

How many times have we (Odias) found out a strange blank look and adding to it the lifted brows, the moment we have replied to their question, “Where are you from?”
“Am from Odisha“

You may be answering this to your co-passenger in a journey or to the new other state friends you have made just now after joining this new university or to your colleagues, even to your most qualified boss… let me make it precise by putting it down this way, like whenever you have been asked by any non-Odia or someone who have never been to Odisha.
“ODISHA?????”

A big question mark pops up on their head. Eye balls make a complete rotation and then they close their eyes forcefully giving an impression that the person is thinking something very seriously. I mean she/he is trying to recall something. After some time with a concerted face they start to murmur, “udishaaa…right?” “By the way where it is??” “Have not heard of it much”
“It’s one of the 29 states of the Republic of India. …”

“You don’t know that??? Huh!!!”

That certainly shows your ignorance.

In the schools we have been taught the states and their capitals. How can you forget the name of a state? You have not heard of my state doesn’t mean that it do not exist, it simply means you are ignorant or you haven’t done your schooling properly. Am sorry if am rude but seriously you need to hear this. Next time before laughing at jokes on Alia Bhatt just remind yourself that you at least know the names of all the states of India.

When you have said me that you are from Gorakhpur, Gwalior, Nagpur, Shimla, Cochin and what not places, I have always understood and acknowledged. Then why can’t you?
“Odisha is the poorest state of India, right (Mockingly)?” the next question in the row.

“Let me make it very clear that Odisha is not the poorest state of India but at the same time I won’t deny that Odisha is one of the poor states of India.”

“Yes, our state is poor. So what?”
“Did we beg in front of you?”

“Did my state ever asked for some fund to your rich state?”

Odisha is speedily growing economic wise as it has a large amount of growth rates in gross state domestic products as shown in the reports by the Ministry of Statistics and Programme Implementation. Odisha’s GDP has grown by a stunning 8.74% way beyond the definition of 7% growth. It should be noted that the all-India growth during this period was 8.49%.

As, you say about Odisha, world speaks the same about India, “You are poor”. Odisha is also a part of India. Let me ask you what step have you taken till now to eradicate poverty from India?
“You have not, right??” Then please don’t talk like some leading economist about the poverty prevailing in my state.
“Odisha is the least developed state, I mean have never heard of it”

“How did you come to know that Odisha is least developed?”

“What is the basis of your statement?” “I mean on what scale did you measure the development and you considered Odisha as the least developed one?”

“Come on; don’t make any assumption on the basis of your ignorance. You don’t know about the state, you have never been to this place or you have never been an enthusiast to know about Odisha, doesn’t make it least developed or least known place.

Just that we haven’t produced much international cricketers and Bollywood film stars don’t make us least known. Just that there was no big crime in the past few years which would have appeared in the national television or just that there was no huge political cry in our state which would have been discussed or debated at national level do not make us least known.”

In this period, Odisha is the fourth fastest growing state of India. It has always attracted international investors in Steel and Power sector. Recently it has become the favorite of IT sector too and it soon going to become the next IT hub of India.

In the year 2009 Odisha was the second top domestic investment destination with Gujarat first and Andhra Pradesh in third place according to an analysis of ASSCHAM Investments meter study on corporate investments.

Huge infrastructural developments have taken place and many are in progress. I cant mention them all here. (If you are really interested, Kindly Google it out)

And when you talk of it as least known, I feel piety on you. All the tourist spots, historical places and temples of Odisha attract millions of tourists from around the globe every year.

Come and check Jagannath temple at Puri or Sun temple at Konark. Come in the time of RathYatra, you will find yourself lost. Come now, “Nabakalebara” is going to take place and I am sure you will be startled to see the extravagance and the foreigners flooding our state. I have just mentioned two places; a long list is still left to be mentioned.

Our dance form, Odissi is world famous. Haven’t you heard of it? Our odissi dancers have brought our country laurels by performing throughout the world. Come and see how many foreigners come to Odisha just to learn this dance form.

“It’s the state of Naxalites, right?”
“State of naxalites?” “What do you mean by that?”

Our state is being run by Government as any other state of India is being governed, not by Naxalites. And you speak as if we have Naxalites under each roof, as if each mother gives birth to atleast one Naxalite, as if they roam freely with grenades in their hands on our streets. I know Naxalism is a threatening issue which is not confined only to my state. Naxalites exists in many other states in the inaccessible areas. Both the Government of India and the Affected State Governments are taking necessary steps to eradicate this problem.

Your state is a tribal state, right?
What do you mean by a tribal state? If you mean that tribes still exist in Odisha, then I shall say yes. If you mean that they share a fraction of our population, then I shall say yes. And we are proud of it.

Our government is taking necessary steps in preserving their culture and at the same time helping in their growth and bringing them to the mainstream population by formulating various reservations.
You have always laughed at us while we eat.

Yes, we eat rice in water (Pakhala). It’s our favorite dish. You have always mocked this by saying why this rice is floating in water? In south India when we ate idly, dosa, vada our beloved North Indian friends laughed at us. When we ate aloo parathas, chole bhatures, dishes of paneer my South Indian friends joked us. They always had a doubt that how can we get accustomed to all kind of foods so easily??

Seeing us eating Pakhala (rice in water) they have always misinterpreted that we (Odias) do not get to see these dishes and so I can eat anything, south Indian Idly or North Indian parathas.
But how can I explain them that we are all familiar with these dishes? Idly, dosa, vadas are our usual breakfasts. Sometimes we opt Parathas over them too.

How can I explain them that all the dishes normally cooked at our homes and available in our restaurants shares a link with both North Indian and South Indian style? Our food habit comprises of rice and roti, sambhar and dal, chicken and paneer. We are all familiar with them already. So I get easily gel up with food anywhere throughout India. I have already said; don’t conclude things unless and until you come to Odisha.

You are talking about food to an Odia whose culinary tradition is spanning over centuries. I am from the holy land of Jagannath whose kitchen is reputed to be the largest in the world, with 1,000 chefs, working around 752 wood-burning clay hearths called chulas, to feed over 10,000 people each day. Rasgulla originated from Odisha. The well-known Kheer that is relished all over India originates in Puri, 2,000 years ago.

Anyways, I have always said I am an Odia, I will never complain about food. I can stay happily on Pakhala (rice in water) with smashed potato mixed with onion and chilly. That’s it.
We are Odias. We do not like to show up usually. We are less demanding. We are peace loving persons.

We know to compromise and adjust a lot. If you have an Odia roommate you will never find him/her nagging for this thing or that. We usually get gel up easily with anyone. You will never find Odia guys or girls forming a separate group at any university or work place outside Odisha. But am sure there must be one or two Odias in your group.

We usually shy out for late night parties or night outs but that certainly do not mean that we are less friendly. That simply means we have never done it before and are little afraid of it. Believe me; wait for an Odia to open up (She/he takes time though) and see the blast.

You have always commented us for being less stylish.
Come on, style is something we can carry and be confident in. Yes, I admit that we are less funky or shy to try out any new style but that doesn’t mean we are less stylish.

Let me put it in this way and most of Odias will agree with me too that we like it being classy more than being funky.

We are calm, simple, shy and loving persons. We prove to be great friends. We have our own habits as you have your own. Don’t laugh at us when we bow down infront of each temple on our way. That’s our habit too. We will love to adjust with you and expect the same from you too.

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