Speed is the Distance travelled per unit Time. Every Bachcha knows this. But Why dont our
City Planners, Politicians forget this basic Point. I got this doubt several times.
Well,
The Basic Point is just read and forgotten after we pass the examination. But the real test
is applying this thought. Ok Ok. I got you now. You dint get my point. I'll explain it to you.
If there is a Road of a Kilometer from Point A to Point B. and if the vehicles are moving at 20kmph.
how many vehicles can pass that place in 10 mins?
Imagine the same place and vehicles are moving at 60kmph.
It'll allow 3 times the number of vehicles than the first case.
There will be more vehicles passing the road.
Then, You'll use the road for less time and take less gases into your Nostrils. thus reduce your medical bills.
You can reach your office/Home faster and spend some extra time with your cute colleague/loved ones.
and we save some extra fuel and thus your pocket happy and may be you can buy a nice gift occassionally to the above mentioned.
Saving the fuel itself will be add-on savings to the nation's demand.
This is the basic point which everyone of us is forgetting.
So, My dear Bureaucrats, Please build us some Good Roads. Please spend some money on repairing the holes on the roads. Please do not eat much of the Contractor's Grass. Instead see the Road is built correctly.
and, My dear fellow travellers, let the speed rise. Lets do some Good by increasing the engine-beat.
Lets VRROOOOMM...
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Midnight Blues
After one more tiring day at Office, When I was about to sleep early by 11pm,
My friends started calling up.
Well, I dont want to be rude to someone who wanted to talk to me. So, I woke up and start listening and then slowly come back alive and pick up some conversation.
When I observe the trend of this midnight calls, I observed following things.
1. Usually only very close friends call /answer to late night calls
2. It begins with the most stupid question which has an obvious answer (and i still dont know why, even friends ask the same, just to keep the formality I think) "How are you?", "I am Fine!!"
the most important point I noticed is
3. We talk about the (un)important twists and turns of our lives, Life being crazy towards us mainly about Love, Family, Work life, Friends etc. But In midnight calls, Lost (??) love, Family problems and all. Parents'over-reaction to so-called Love stories, Clashes with friends about lovers are mostly talked about.
What I feel is..
There is something going strange in the lives of people who think they got lost and need some company.
The telephone operators got this crazy idea of making money by making night call rates cheaper and (un)limited call offers and thus affecting social life of people.
I feel funny when I see some old bollywood movies ( when mobiles phones were not introduced. Tough to imagine. Right??) where Hero and heroin think about each other the whole night and write letters (What??) to express their feelings to each other. Desperately wait for the next day, try to catch up the first chance of meeting their loved one and secretly passing their letters (sometimes with the help of friends), reading the letters smiling, blushing all the way then finally giving an odd expression which means "I need more" kinda stuff!!
Now, so-called Lovers have their own mobiles to talk to their counterparts and keep-in-touch 24 hrs to each other. Their morning begins with a wake-up call, then breakfast call, Travel msgs, what (the hell) are you doing call, evening chat, sweet dreams call until late in the night.
And when there is a clash with their boyfriend or girl friend or parents'trouble.. Huh, People need some one else to talk with who they think can help them somehow atleast to listen the struggle (?) they are facing in their personal lives.
Ultimately screwing up the happy sleep of victims like me!!
My friends started calling up.
Well, I dont want to be rude to someone who wanted to talk to me. So, I woke up and start listening and then slowly come back alive and pick up some conversation.
When I observe the trend of this midnight calls, I observed following things.
1. Usually only very close friends call /answer to late night calls
2. It begins with the most stupid question which has an obvious answer (and i still dont know why, even friends ask the same, just to keep the formality I think) "How are you?", "I am Fine!!"
the most important point I noticed is
3. We talk about the (un)important twists and turns of our lives, Life being crazy towards us mainly about Love, Family, Work life, Friends etc. But In midnight calls, Lost (??) love, Family problems and all. Parents'over-reaction to so-called Love stories, Clashes with friends about lovers are mostly talked about.
What I feel is..
There is something going strange in the lives of people who think they got lost and need some company.
The telephone operators got this crazy idea of making money by making night call rates cheaper and (un)limited call offers and thus affecting social life of people.
I feel funny when I see some old bollywood movies ( when mobiles phones were not introduced. Tough to imagine. Right??) where Hero and heroin think about each other the whole night and write letters (What??) to express their feelings to each other. Desperately wait for the next day, try to catch up the first chance of meeting their loved one and secretly passing their letters (sometimes with the help of friends), reading the letters smiling, blushing all the way then finally giving an odd expression which means "I need more" kinda stuff!!
Now, so-called Lovers have their own mobiles to talk to their counterparts and keep-in-touch 24 hrs to each other. Their morning begins with a wake-up call, then breakfast call, Travel msgs, what (the hell) are you doing call, evening chat, sweet dreams call until late in the night.
And when there is a clash with their boyfriend or girl friend or parents'trouble.. Huh, People need some one else to talk with who they think can help them somehow atleast to listen the struggle (?) they are facing in their personal lives.
Ultimately screwing up the happy sleep of victims like me!!
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