Do Children Not Have Any Right?

A few days ago 9-year-old Komal was brutally hit by policemen. They had hit her for allegedly stealing 280 rupees. Is this humanity of the so-called police?

A day after the top cop of Uttar Pradesh camped at her home all day, trying to do damage control. After all this only two officers had been suspended and what about the others.

The sub inspector who actually hit her was sent to jail. His senior police was let off on bail. I am not able to understand that, what the morality of the so called policemen are having . The government has appointed them to protect, not to threat or beat. The child is of only nine years, what she knows about the stealing. If she accepted that she took the money, even though they don't have any right to beat the child like hell. This is ferociousness.

This inhuman treatment should be protested by all people and NGOs. The Child organization should protest against this inhumanity. I profoundly hurt with this incident. The National Commission for Protection of Child Rights (NCPCR) wants to use this case as an example of how not to deal with children.

It's not that laws are not there to protect the children. Among others, India is a signatory of the UN Convention on Protection of Child Rights. The policemen need to be aware that children have rights too. Just saying sorry isn't enough. An FIR should be filed against these policemen.

Mangalore Incident

The shameful act done by some unsocial element. The attack on young women in a pub in Mangalore is nothing but the work of frustrated elements in our society.

Exactly a week after the incident - all the 27 arrested in the Mangalore molestation case - walk free. A local court in Mangalore on Saturday (January 31) granted bail to all the 27 Sri Rama Sene activists arrested in connection with the Mangalore pub attack.

The so-called moral brigade is just a charade to vent their frustrations in life. If they think they are "protectors" of Indian culture, they should do what ever they feel using legal means.

They can approach the courts to have all bars and pubs closed because they are also not a part of Indian culture. If they want to preserve Indian culture, they should be wearing only dhoti-kurtas and not shirts and trousers as they are not part of our culture.

This is not done. A handful of people take us for a ride and the rest of he public stand and watch the show. Shame on us!

The police should round up these people and should have the same group of women beat these men in full public view. If this happens a couple of times, I am sure nobody will dare to repeat their shameful act.

First Indian woman Grand Slam winner

The feeling of creating history has started to sink in and Sania Mirza, who today became the first Indian woman Grand Slam winner, says the way the new season has started, Indian tennis is definitely in for some good time ahead. The 22-year-old Hyderabadi ace said she is not only "enjoying" the moment of but also hoping that this feat of her, together with Mahesh Bhupathi, will further provide fillip to the game in the country.

"It took a few minutes to believe (that I have won my first Grand Slam title). It's great to be a Grand Slam winner.

I am at the airport and enjoying the moment. It's a dream come true," Sania told PTI from Melbourne as she prepared to flying home back.

Sania reckoned the last few weeks have been amazing for Indian tennis and it all started with the rise of Somdev Devavrman who reached final of Chennai Open. "Of course it was a great start with Somdev, then Yuki won yesterday and we won today.

It's great to beginning to the year and I hope Indian tennis gets more fillip from these feats," she said. Sania looked much more impressive this year and she combined excellently with Bhupathi throughout the tournament.

Diary of Barack Obama's desi roommate

The ongoing search for all photos and documents from President Obama’s past has turned up a diary that his desi roommate kept in the early 1980s. Some of the entries are quite revealing:

Aug. 28, 1981: Barack and I went searching for furniture today. We found a couch that someone had dumped on the street. It doesn’t look too bad, once we turned the cushions over. It doesn’t smell bad either, once Barack sprayed it with his Brut.

Sept. 14, 1981: Barack and I have been eating pizza, macaroni and cheese, and Ramen noodles for dinner. But today, I decided to make chicken karahi for a change. Barack tasted it and said, “Mmmm … This is a good change. Did I tell you how much I believe in change?”

Oct. 2, 1981: I tried to get Barack to give up cigarettes today. I said to him, “Why smoke cigarettes when you can smoke pot?” But it didn’t work. Poor guy. He really needs some help.

Nov. 13, 1981: Barack is a little too square. I’m trying to get him to be more stylish, more cool. Yesterday, I took him to see Sholay at a friend’s house, hoping that Amitabh Bachchan’s style would rub off on him. And today, Barack is walking around wearing a wide-collared shirt and saying, “Tera naam kya hai, Basanti?”

Nov. 20, 1981: Barack is such a dreamer. He talks about being leader of America one day. I told him that he needs to shoot for something more realistic, such as leader of the church choir. I mean, the day a black man becomes leader of America is the day I need to give up weed.

Dec. 11, 1981: I spent the entire morning teaching Barack how to pronounce Pakistan. He kept saying “Pack-he-stan.” He finally got it right though. In a few days, we’ll try it again and this time without the rubber band on his tongue.

Jan. 14, 1981: I wish I was as smart as Barack. His brain is like a sponge. Mine is like a stone. When we go to nightclubs, he doesn’t have to write any phone numbers down. Neither do I, but that’s another story.

March 3, 1982: Barack is concerned about all the homeless people in the city. He says he wants to show them how they can help themselves. “It’s a good idea,” I told him. “Just do it on the street, not in our apartment. I don’t want them helping themselves here.”

April 22, 1982: Barack and I are really into the party scene. I’m always ready to go to a party and he’s always recruiting for one.

May 8, 1982: Barack dragged me along to the basketball court this evening. Some other guys were there too. Barack and another guy picked teams. I was the worst player there, but Barack picked me first. On the way home, he said, “Winning isn’t everything. Besides, none of those other guys knows how to make chicken karahi.”

My First Blog.

Hello Every One....

I thought a lot about, what should i write in my first blog. I could not find any thing in my mind, as i had been thinking form past 2-3 hours. I have searched on Google, what should i write in my first blog, but all of was a vain attempt.

Frankly speaking, i was not interested in writing blogs. I always scared of writing. Once i had tried to write diary( after 10+2 ) but after writing 2 to 3 pages, i got fed up of writing, so i quit that.

Even some days ago when the blog site had started and every one was writing their blog, that time i was thinking what is all this fuss!! But now i realized that it is a good way to express your thought, experience, knowledge and not least but most important, happenings around us or in the world.

I am very inspired of this quotes, this really speaks when you read. you will also think of what it speaks.

"Your profession is not what brings home your paycheck. Your profession is what you were put on earth to do. With such passion and such intensity that it becomes spiritual in calling." By-Leo Buscaglia

Dr. Felice Leonardo Buscaglia Ph.D. (31 March 1924 of Italian descent – 11 June 1998) was a professor in the Department of Special Education at the University of Southern California. He was a graduate of Theodore Roosevelt High School (Los Angeles).

At last but not least, i will thank all of you who have given their valuable time to read this blog. In future, i will be posting important stuffs and happening news around the us.

Thank You.

Regards,
Divyalok Suman.