Uncontrolled Jihadism

The US elections are once again in a tangle after the 2000 episode with Al Gore. However, unlike 2000, the 2020 election is sprinkled “liberally” with Jihadis, Islamists, Antifa goons, Commies and other such anti-democracy outfits stamping their assertion in these elections. Recent events in France involving the beheading of innocent people has also brought forth a new resolve from Emmanuel Macron to fight the Jihadis. The French President has started the fight in right earnest by deporting a good number of potential Islamic terrorists and suspects. No one has to die for a cartoon or for a vile speech. This terrorism has long haunted France and one hopes they combat it till the terrorists are thrown out from everywhere in France. Macron, otherwise considered a soft Liberal, made sure the entire world knows his stand on the murder of Samuel Paty with this tweet in no uncertain terms:

In sharp contrast, India is seeing consistent rise in uncontrolled Jihadism all across the country. Ever since Narendra Modi became the PM, his quest for improving his image from the taint of 2002 and hatred by Muslims is costing India a lot. Modi has gone out of his way to appease Muslims in India, appease Middle East leaders and has still not been able to shake the contempt that Muslims and Sickulars hold for him. Unlike AB Vajpayee, Modi is hated by almost every political party even if it has been an NDA allay at some point. The Shiv Sena now spares no effort to mock and insult Modi (UdhavT throws insults and asks BJP to eat Gobar and drink GauMutra and keep their mouths shut). 

All the hatred for Modi is making Hindus pay a price because Modi has been wrongly identified as a Hindutva leader which he himself never claims and nor has been so. Unlike Macron, Modi only sheds tears for Muslim victims of violence. He sheds tears for Akhlaq, Tabrez or Shabana Azim in an accident or Muslim BJP workers in JK. Modi doesn’t shed one tear for Kamlesh Tiwari, Palghar Sadhus or BJP workers killed in Bengal. His moronic Bhajan Mandli claims this is because “Federal Structure”. Seriously? The FAKE “Federal structure” prevents the PM from mourning or condoling extreme crimes against Hindus? This idiotic excuse is now starting to annoy Hindus. Modi lamented the deaths of victims at the church in Nice. He was late on Samuel Paty. But for some reason he seems to hate Hindus who are killed for the same reasons as Paty. The murder of Kamlesh Tiwari is more horrendous because he was a marked man and there was a known threat to him.

Systematically and consistently, Modi has tried to please the Muslims with his pronouncements on Islam, Quran, Mohammad or any aspect of Islamic or Muslim life. Imagine, a man who had never before 2014 ever put out a greeting on Eid-e-Milad or Mohammad’s birthday or “alleged” teachings does so regularly since 2014. It makes you wonder if this guy reads Kalma every day like his colleague Piyush Goyal:

A PM greeting Muslims on these days is not unfair or unusual but Modi has gone overboard to please Muslims despite consistently given the signal that he is scared to offend them or tell them the truth about their riots, bad behaviour, violence or murders. 

In the 2^nd term alone, since Modi became PM again Eid riots happened in Delhi. A temple was vandalized. Hindu girls and boys have been slaughtered by Muslim men on the streets or their home for Love-Jihad or being rejected. Shaheen Bagh nonsense was allowed to continue because they are Muslims. Markaz nonsense was allowed because they are Muslims. Delhi riots was a consequence of Shaheen Bagh. Thookiyas with weapons in their homes were untouched by Delhi Police. Bangalore riots followed. In the latest incident a young college girl, Nikita Tomar, was murdered in broad daylight by one Tauseef for rejecting his Love-Jihad attempts. Modi’s incompetence and not even warning govts to act on such violence or commenting on them emboldens such Jihadism.

The nightmare in Bengal for the Hindu workers of BJP is never-ending. Almost everyday some Hindu is killed like sacrificial goat and the BJP or Modi or Amit Shah don’t have even one word to utter on these killings. It’s now a known fact that BJP enjoys these killings so that they can use them as “Electoral Flesh” during their election campaigns. This is a monstrous blood-bath that the party is tolerating and sacrificing innocents. And BJP Bengal puts out the image of the dead guy like a “Daily news bulletin” in their tweets. One can see a tweet almost every day of some Hindu being killed. Then, Amit Shah, recently went to Bengal and grandly did some campaign work and told media that BJP will get 200+ seats in the next Bengal elections. The moronery of this man beats his fat size. And he goes to a place where hundreds of his workers are killed and eats food with tribals as if in celebration of some festival. The image he wants to convey smacks of a reckless person who went for the 13^th day feast of a dead man whose family was in mourning. There is a sinister disconnect:

From the killings in Bengal which is now commonly being referred to as an “Islamic State” or “Jihadi State” to young Love-Jihad men from the Muslim community, the killings, such as that of Nikita Tomar are so brazen and public that you would think these are streets of Somalia. At the other end, the same Muslims come out in large numbers whenever there is a problem in France or Denmark to protest and riot. This time too they protested over Macron (with large crowds during Covid) for no reason other than mindless nonsense but fortunately there wasn’t any violence as is normally the case. Cowards like Shivraj Chauhan or Amit Shah or BS Yeduriyappa are not willing or able to stop their violence, riots or illegal protests. They simply watch this uncontrolled Jihadism and the intimidation of other citizens of the State. Such is the brazen behaviour of their Mullahs that open threats of beheading for criticising Islam on TV is now commonplace as much as their Fatwas for beheading have become common. This one on TV is equally chilling but now routine in India (video 27 secs):

 

The way this “orchestrated” Jihadism operates is very surreptitious and often cloaked in niceties. Recently, two Muslims desecrated a temple in Mathura by doing namaz on its grounds. Some Mullahs came out in their support claiming they were only showing their “Bhakti” towards the Hindu Gods in the temple. Sure, moronic bhakti by namaz instead of praying to the Gods in the temple. Then there is unprovoked violence here and there and, in some cases, temples are vandalized or Hindu festivals (like Durga puja) stoned. When incidents like in France happen, many Jihadinis will come mouthing dialogues like “If one innocent is killed, the whole mankind is killed” because Mohammad said so. There will be the usual media-dancers like Arfa Khanum, Rana Ayyub, Saba Naqvi, Barkha Dutt, Shahid Siddiqui etc. who will then condemn the incidents but offer veiled defence of the terrorists and find wrong equivalence with some imaginary Hindutva nonsense.

 All this, while their lectures from Deoband and Madrassas will continue spewing hate-speeches and indoctrination of more radical Muslim kids. At the other end of the spectrum, govts (especially BJP govts are ministers) are more than eager to ban crackers on Diwali, trample on Hindu festivals as if some Middle East Mullah has ordered them to do so. Odisha govt has even banned the traditional earthen diyas. The assault on Hindu culture and practices is not an accident but an orchestrated action and Modi cannot shirk responsibility for it.

Amidst all of this, PM Modi grandly quotes his speech claiming “Building a New India free from the problematic old practices”. Wonder what New India he is building when outdated 1922 laws are invoked, wanton murder of Hindus on the streets, general lawlessness in Bengal/Maharashtra, Mass Muslim protests during Covid and uncontrolled Jihadism. The brunt of the failures of ModiSarkar are being borne by law-abiding Hindus. Every morning you wake up with a dream of “New India” but the dread of another assault somewhere on Hindus. 

 

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Affairs Of The Heart

I always travel light. In the third week February 2020 I got off a train with just my light backpack and started climbing the stairs of the foot-over-bridge (FOB) to get to the exit on the first platform. I climbed a few stairs and felt a stinging pain in my chest and a sudden loss of breath and couldn’t climb at the normal speed. I paused for a minute and then climbed the stairs one step at a time while clinging to the railing. This wasn’t like me at all. Normally, I would race up the steps. I finally got to the top of the stairs and the bridge and even as I panted, I thought the walk down the stairs at the other end would be more peaceful. It was nothing like that. Climbing down was just as painful and when I finally got to the platform, I sat down on a chair in the waiting area for about ten minutes. Having rested a bit and caught my breath again, I walked out of the station and took an auto to the hotel.

At the hotel, I flopped on the bed and rested for an hour or so before I got to my morning routines. I dropped all my plans and business meetings and decided to go see a doctor considering this was urgent business. I asked around and found a doctor. It was a clinic with lots of patients being given the same medicines and when the patient complained too much the doc asked his assistant tot give an injection. This was Arvind Kejriwal’s magic clinic. To all the patients the doc advised medicines in numbers. “Give her 64, 86 and 24” and his assistant, in a white jacket, knew what to do. I was wondering if he was really a doctor. Anyway, since my situation was terrible, I had to take the chance. When my turn came, I told the doc what my problem was. He checked my blood pressure and asked the assistant to give some medicines. He charged me 50 rupees and nothing more. I told him blood pressure was not my problem and that it was chest pain and congestion. But it didn’t seem to make any difference to him.

The medicines he gave cost another 300 rupees and I came back wondering if I should take any of it. The next two days I just rested in bed and felt slightly better as long as I didn’t walk or climb stairs. In the meantime, the Corona virus was gently making news while Donald Trump made a two-day visit to India. As soon as Trump departed, I flew back home not wasting more time in Delhi. Back home I again had a problem even walking 100-200 feet. I met my regular doc and told him the problem. He asked me to see my physician for a full check-up. A day later I met the physician and he put me through the ECG and all. He then told me that I had suffered a heart attack during the last few days. A heart-attack? I told him I didn’t feel anything and didn’t clutch my chest and fall to the bed or the ground like they do in Bollywood movies. He laughed and said I didn’t feel the symptoms as my sugar was too high. But in all seriousness, he wrote down his report, some urgent medicines and told me I should urgently see a cardiologist right away without wasting another minute. Urgently as in that evening itself.

It was 8pm in the evening. Where would I go searching for a cardiologist at that hour. I came back home and looked up the hospitals around me. There are plenty of hospitals around me – big ones and good ones. I found one, talked to him and fixed up a meeting for 10am the next day. When I met him, he asked me to narrate the whole story of what happened again. He then decided I needed an ECHO test to assess the condition of my heart. That test is like a sonography of the heart and it didn’t show great results. And that my Left Ventricle Ejection Fraction (LVEF) was as low as 30% as against a normal of 60% in a healthy heart. So, I had a coronary artery disease and would next need an “Angiography” to determine the course of action. I asked the doctor “what if I do nothing” and stick to the oral medicines. He repeated that they won’t know the nature and extent of damage till the angiography.

I had to tell my family and my dearest one to tell was my daughter. But she was abroad and I didn’t want to tell her on the phone or the WA. This was the first week of March and she was returning in a couple of weeks anyway. In between, I was discussing a program with a school and for that I had to travel to Coimbatore. So, while my daughter returned in the second week of March, I went off to Coimbatore for a couple of days in the third week. I returned on the 21^st of March and the very next day all flights were shut down due to Covid. A couple of days later, a nation-wide Lockdown was implemented. So, there was total curfew and no movement. This was after a day of Ghanti Bajao and Taali Bajao by Narendra Modi. Life was thrown out of gear and there was no chance to meet anyone or go to any hospital. The Covid threat became so big that hospitals became the most dangerous places to visit. Shops were closed, including medical shops. I was lucky to find one and stock up on my medicines.

I quietly pondered the options available. I had started a project in school leadership in January 2020 and then pursued another school project. However, the lockdown put an end to all economic activities so that was another crisis looming. There was no sales and money was only flowing out. It was indeed a very peculiar situation. I did not tell any of my family members about this heart thing as I didn’t want to alarm them at the time of Covid. I finally told my daughter over WA as she was staying elsewhere. While she was shocked to hear about it, she took it well in her stride. As the lockdowns eased a bit, I said I would like to get a second opinion on all of it before we moved any further. Thus, through my regular doc’s reference I found another cardiologist. My daughter started regularly driving me to this second cardiologist for evaluation and tests and so on. And she pushed me to take the angiography with the same doctor who worked at a major hospital. But as fortune would have it, the doctor was struck with Covid and went out of action.

So we went back to the previous cardiologist at the hospital and had the angiography done. My young daughter took me everywhere for the tests and took notes of whatever the doc said. The angiography showed a lot of blockages. So, the doc recommended another test called the viability test to see whether I should go for an angioplasty or bypass (CABG). This viability test is some kind of nuclear test. They inject you with some radioactive chemical which shows up on the machine that scans you. Its like the regular scanning tunnel. And the tests showed a bypass is viable. The final thing was to do a Covid test as the surgeon and hospital recommended to us wanted a negative report. I took one on September 28 and put out this tweet for the benefit of my friends online:

 

At first, I was hesitant telling my young daughter about my heart condition and all that wondering whether she will be able to handle it. Far from my thoughts, she played a mature role in taking me for check-ups, driving me around and pushing me to see the doctors. She was not one bit hassled but handled the whole thing with an unflappable sense of going about business. If there were any emotions, she kept them well under check. The hospital had a nice room, with remote-controlled bed and a TV on the wall and on the day I got admitted I was watching movies on my laptop. But the occupation of the room was short-lived as on the next day, October 1, I was taken into the OT early morning and operated upon. My daughter and her mom waited anxiously as they would. The hospital did not allow any other family or friends in the waiting area of the floor. Any multiple bypass surgery does have its risks but that’s what surgeries are all about. I wouldn’t have known a damn thing as I was unconscious and under general anesthesia. It is agonizing for those waiting rather than the patient.

After the surgery, my daughter requested a video-conference with me and though I was unconscious, the surgeon did a quick VC so that she could take a look at me. I did not wake up till the second day after surgery and that too with catheters in my mouth, drains on my body, plastic and wire stuff down my throat through my chest. The first few hours were the worst waking hours. But while I went through those hours patiently, I asked to see my daughter. The nurses refused to allow anyone into the ICU. I threatened to jump off the bed and go out. They finally laughed and got my daughter, all dressed up in green like a hospital staff, to see me. I felt relief and told her I am ok. She gave me my spectacles and after that I went back to sleep again. I was in the ICU 5 days before being released back into a room. One by one the drains and the tapes and the things stuck into my body were being taken out as I slowly recovered in the first stages. That was the end of the adventure.

I was in the room for 3 days after being released from the ICU. My daughter was with me most of the time. We chatted and laughed over lot of things and watched movies together. From pushing me to see doctors, to tests, to getting admitted to the hospital to the surgery, to managing the high expenses – my daughter was a revelation in courage and patience. I reminded her of what I had written a long time ago in one of my posts – “Character does not develop in a crisis; it merely reveals itself”. While I was my normal stoic, undeterred self throughout the 7 months of adventure, my daughter showed character in a crisis that would make any father proud. And I draw the greatest satisfaction and happiness from that. I may have a new lease of life but the medical condition helped discover something more heart than a surgery. That even in a crisis there is someone with character and that is a redeeming fact of life.

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Drugland Queens

Note: This post is not intended in anyway to condone or defend any form of drug abuse or drug offence. The discussion is only on the various aspects of current events.

The word “psychotropic” is somewhat self-explanatory. It indicates a mind degenerated into a psychotic state with narcotics. Such a mental state gives a sense of bliss and power. Drug abuse is not new to the world or to India. At the same time the noise around Bollywood and drugs is definitely excessive and is meant to cover up many failures and problems facing India and the GOI at a time like this. Surely, petty drug abuses by Deepika Padukone or some Rakul Preet or Rhea Chakraborty are nothing more than mundane cases. None of them are the “kingpins” of the business. At the most, these women are piddly abusers indulging in a fantasy life either due to some failed expectations in personal life or experimenting and becoming recreational-adventurers. None of these calls for a fat-head like Navika Kumar of TimesNow to make a sweeping statement on a non-existent drug culture in India:

For the kind of population, we have, there is nothing like a drug culture as is prevalent in the US or Colombia or Mexico. Narcotics has been popular with “Performance artists” for a long time. Movies, music, sports – all these domains have many who have fallen victims to drugs or have lost their prizes or winnings. The list of famous deaths due to drugs, since late 19^th century, runs into over 700 names by this list alone on Wikipedia. Among the famous names are Marilyn Monroe, Michael Jackson, Prince (singer), George Best (explosive footballer) and even the legend that discovered and produced the Beatles music: Brian Epstein. Among the famous athletes that have been shamed due to drug abuse are Diego Maradona, Ben Johnson, Lance Armstrong, Maria Sharapova, Martina Hingis, Shane Warne and even Pakistani cricketer Shoaib Akhtar. There are many more on this “Shame list”. The WADA list of banned drugs is now so long that it is very difficult for athletes to dodge it.

Drug abuse has been prevalent in the West in the entertainment and sports industry since the late 19^th century. But it sparked a revolution in the 1960s which came to be known as the “flower power” years and the “hippie” culture. The primary drivers of this pop culture included the Beatles themselves. The Beatles not only altered the course of rock and pop music, they had a phenomenal impact on the culture in almost all countries across the world. The Beatles stopped touring after 1965 and wanted to be more creative with their music in studio albums. The very first dramatically course-changing album “Revolver” had LSD-informed music. It became even more impactful with the “Sgt Pepper” album in 1967 which came to be known as the greatest “psychedelic” album.

The Beatles ended in 1970 but the cultural revolution they brought, especially with the drug-induced writing and composing left a permanent mark although they themselves got out of the drug habits. This led many entertainers to believe that psychedelic drugs enhanced their capabilities on and off stage/screen. But that is what drugs do – they make one delusional. Drugs don’t increase any artistic capability and at worst, it kills. The athletes use different drugs that elevate physical stamina and muscle prowess unlike the entertainers. In the current episode of Bollywood, one jerk even remarked that is difficult to act without drugs.

Let us also attend to an idiotic question that goes around in defence of the Bollywood drug queens and their escapades. Many have asked – why aren’t the Hindu sadhus who smoke “Ganja” being similarly prosecuted? “Cannabis” has been grown in India in the northern hills for centuries. The sadhus around this region have renounced all social forms of life for a reclusive existence in pursuit of their spiritualism. They are mostly Shiv-Bhakts. The entire northern hilly region (including what is now Pakistan) has always been grown Cannabis plants and more towards Afghanistan they grow Poppy (the source for Opium, Heroin and Morphine). One can read this NatGeo article for more information:

The image shows two young men carrying freshly cut “Ganja” from the fields. Therefore, smoking Ganja has been in practice with the Sadhus for centuries. Just as most Indian laws do not apply to Tribals, whether in Andaman or Assam or Meghalaya; some laws, in practice, do not apply to the lifestyle of these sadhus. They lead a life mostly away from civilization and survive on alms and chase their own spiritual goals in any manner they can. Some will stand upside down, some wrap themselves in wild thorns, some will walk naked, most of them have ashes all over their body. Their life does not interfere with our society unlike the Bollywoodiyas who earn from you and influence your children’s behaviour. Because of their tough lifestyle, people from all over the world visit them to understand them and Hindus generally respect them. Theirs is a primitive way of life that society cannot and should not interfere with just as we don’t interfere with the Sentinelese of Andamans. Most of these sadhus are also a delight to have a chat with. They are not power-drunk like the drugland queens:

Not just these sadhus but many Hindus make “Bhaang” from the same Cannabis plant residue on Shivratri and also during Holi. This is not seen as breaking the law but as a mild celebration of age-old tradition. People don’t go around drinking “Bhaang” every day. Bhaang is also found in movies in many comic situations. In 1956, the anti-Hindu Nehru govt did try to bring these sadhus under control but faced the strongest opposition from Acharya Kesari who scuttled the move. You may want to read up more on that episode from this image:

The illegal drug trade across the world is estimated at $400 billion and US alone is estimated at 150 billion. It is hard to get an estimate for India as there are no known statistics available anywhere. However, there is no doubt that the narcotics business has grown dramatically in the last 10-20 years and the prices of certain drugs have also escalated far beyond real estate prices. A recent haul alone put one single dump at 1000 crores:

That is 191 kg of Heroin seized and by the amount quoted, the street value is estimated at 5.23 crores per kilo. That is a bit unbelievable but the consignment was meant for the international market and was camouflaged as “Ayurvedic” material. There are stray cases here and there where a drugs haul is made and publicized but just as surely there must be hundreds of cases which are never detected or caught. They don’t get caught because like with all other crimes, the people most involved in drug running are the mafias, politicians, cops and their henchmen. In the FBI Files episodes, prominent ones related to drugs also involve cops. These include “Shattered Shield” and others like “Cracking the cartel” and “Final Takedown”. All these episodes are available on Youtube. Drug running is impossible unless you have cops and politicians involved. The same goes for the way in which Naxals and Maoists get arms. Naxals are hiding in jungles, their only connection to civilized world is through Commies and cops. You cannot be supplying guns, bombs, bomb-making material to Naxals without the participation of politicians and cops.

Coming back to the current case of Rhea, Deepika and others, it is possible they may have consumed drugs here and there. Mumbai reportedly has around 6 lakh drug abusers. But there is nothing so dramatically criminal as NCB and our criminal media is making out to be. Deepika, of course, did not help her cause by appearing at JNU and she seemed drugged too. Her eyes looked sick. There are other stories that she was paid 5 crores to suddenly appear at JNU by a Paki businessman. This is all for everyone to guess. These media morons clamoured for the CBI to probe into SSR death and after a month there is no ranting about CBI or the SSR case. It is now drugs and drugs alone. Actors and sidekicks have been arrested in Mumbai and Bangalore. I am not convinced the stupid NCB has really got any serious charges. If some have confessed to consuming drugs in the past then the courts may only ask them to go through a rehabilitation process under probation.

The lawyer of SSR family, Vikas Singh, now claims the whole case has been sidetracked and turned into a drugs case. He too is a moron. He enjoyed the airtime and probably good payments too. All his actions, including filing FIR in Patna, were driven and supported by CM Nitish Kumar. The guy is as smooth talking as Prashant Bhushan or Yogendra Yadav. Nothing in the SSR case called for so much shouting and dancing. All it called for was to report findings and pressurise agencies to investigate. Otherwise, be it SSR case or the drugs case we all know how much brains the NCB or CBI has.

There is a pattern of indulging in excessively noisy cases in the media by ModiSarkar and their alliance partners. Arnab even got Kangana Ranaut to dance over the dead body of SSR to play victim. And now she is all over the place. It is easy to forget. Before the LS 2019 elections, Modi’s Tattus like ED repeatedly called Robert Vadra for questioning. The Vadri came along with him with a workman’s lunchbox. All that bogus lipstick is long gone after the elections. Modi & co used ED to target Praful Patel and Sharad Pawar just before the Maharashtra elections. And though BJP came out the single largest party, they were screwed for bad choices and now whine like idiots about things that should be done in the state. Come Bihar, you can see a Bihari SSR being played out. And since the family named Rhea as the villain, it was important for BJP-Nitish Kumar that at least someone be jailed to claim “working for justice for a Bihari”. All these stupid childish but criminal games fool the people.

India is facing dramatic increase in Covid cases and deaths. Even a central minister and other prominent people have died. Economy is in shambles with unemployment at unprecedented high. Drugs are the perfect cure to live in an illusion of well-being for the GOI and the public. The Kerala Gold-terror case is also off the media because it involves Commie pigs. While Mor Bapu plays with his peacocks and gives lectures on eating “Haldi” and “Desi Ghee” and whether missing “Chole Bhature” affects Virat Kohli. This is putting lipstick on 1000 fat problems quite brazenly. The BJP not only are out of power in Maharashtra, they also couldn’t win Haryana cleanly. Since then they also lost Jharkhand. Overcooking anything has a bad outcome. Arrogance and moronery doesn’t teach that lesson. The drugland queens will be dancing with Modi again after Bihar elections, like his peacocks.

 

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