Serial Blasts Rock Mumbai – Part I Aseem N wrote this at 1:28 pm • Filed under India •

Yesterday evening, seven blasts rocked suburban trains in Mumbai killing over 190 people and leaving another 625 injured. The blasts occurred between 6:00 to 6:30pm in first class compartments of trains at Mira-Bhayander, Borivli and Jogeshwari (in north Mumbai), Santacruz and Khar (in north-west Mumbai), and Mahim and Matunga (in central Mumbai) and on the Western Railway network.

As the blasts ripped apart train compartments, charred and distorted bodies of passengers were hurled out, most survivors bleeding profusely, jostled to come out, leading to chaotic scenes. An incident that people will remember for long as they strive to forget these bitter memories in which they lost their near and dear ones.

The reports of blasts that came in after a terrorist attack on a tourist bus in Srinagar killing 8 people earlier in the morning are definitely one amongst the many shameful acts of man against mankind. Pakistan, India’s rival over this disputed territory quickly condemned the bombings. Even so, India alleges that Pakistan supports the Muslim militants. A Kashmiri link to the blasts could slow or perhaps even derail the peace process that has gained momentum between India and Pakistan over the past several years.

As the world witnessed Mumbai’s gory nightmare, India was striving to provide help to the victims. Most TV channels were giving complete coverage of this incident. People around the blast affected areas were lending a helping hand to the survivors providing them with life saving drugs, basic amenities like food, shelter and helping them trace their friends and relatives. The whole nation was in a state of shock the whole of yesterday. Those who survived were strangled in the disarrayed Mumbai trying to reach news of safety to their families as all telephone and cell networks were taken down.

One friend of mine (working in TCS) who survived the blasts wrote by email:

Hi,

The tragedy of bomb blasts …I was in the same train where the biggest blast of the serial blasts happened today..at Bhayander..

This train is the normal train from Churchgate which starts at 5.19 PM and reaches Vasai around 6.40 PM..We sit in middle first class as a group alwyas and some of our friends sit in the first class near the ladies first class compartment..I don’t know what happened with them as there was havoc at that time…

We got a big thrust to our train and thought it was some technical problem in the train and may be the overhead wire or something broke down….but then the smoke started coming out…and we jumped on the tracks..and what we saw in the compartment just ahead of us was horrible…the compartment was totally shattered and it was blood all over..

We were not in a position to do anything but stand in a big shock..then slowly we came to our senses and saw police,fire brigade and ambulances approaching us…Local people who stay near the tracks also helped with water and first aid…

As India takes time to resurrect from this horrendous incident… July the 11th a date that will forever remain a fear in the hearts of the people of Mumbai as many others like March 17th, August 25th which are still fresh in the minds of the people.

What I fail to understand is this futile thirst for blood that has been wrecking lives of many Indians since Independence. After every attempt of perturbing the peace by the terrorists, Kashmir the disputed land remains and forever will remain to be an integral part of India.

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Chimp plays pacman! Aseem N wrote this at 10:40 pm • Filed under WOW •

Certainly there are a hundred things that you can do better than any chimp. But don’t relax… they are not too far behind in competition. Agreed, not all of us are the best in scoring in pacman, a classic game that ofcourse does not demand a high IQ. But sure for this chimp with whatever IQ he owns playing pacman is far more fun than just jumping around from one tree to the other.

Here are a couple of pics out of the video:

For those who have the better net connections or cannot resist their curiosity to see the chimp in action this is the link to the video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqvRjHaDX6M

I wonder if one day I will see chimps playing action games like Half Life 2, Call of Duty and others. Sure it will be more fun than playing pacman! Finally it’s all upon the game developers to design games requiring higher IQ’s so that I can tell a 5 year old kid… see this is how I am different than that chimp! ;)

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Go Press It! Aseem N wrote this at 9:11 am • Filed under WOW •

Found this cool stuff floating somewhere on net… And believe me I did press it till the end… So go Ahead!

http://www.aseemn.org/media/BigRedButton.swf

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Poem: A Shredded Soul Aseem N wrote this at 3:03 am • Filed under My Writings •

I have been trying to rhyme words since my childhood. Most of what I wrote has gone down the line to the bin, but whatever that I thought made sense got added into my poetry archive. I compose more of Hindi poems, though I have a few composed in English under my cap. But have not really penned down any for more than 2-3 years now… This is what three years of engineering studies can do to you. Technical mindset and Literature attitude don’t really go hand in hand.

Today while cleaning my book shelf I accidentally dropped my Poetry book off shelf. It opened up to a page titled ‘A Shredded Soul’ dated 11/10/1994. One of my first few poems, I guess from my 5^th grade.

Thought I should share this piece of work with you guys here. It’s about the scientist (in first person) who devised the nuclear weapons.

This is how it goes…

It was I who showed man, how things explode,
contemplating that he would persue the success road.
Instead it took lives!
Nothing breathed but empty bee-hives.

My soul rips in shame,
because it is I whom they blame.
- The eyes of the father,
the tears of the mother,
the affection of the wife gone in vain,
and children left in pain.

Unwillingly these curses I sip,
to my feelings they always nip.
Me and my contribution shall remain immortal I thought,
but wretched lives plummeting I forgot.
What aroma does man breathe of blood flown? Once in action,
the weird war is just momentary satisfaction.

Charred are my wishes and aspirations,
Forayed is the innocence in my intensions.
I have been left in lurch between cries hounding,
slept are the beats of my heart pounding,
Whom shall I tell, where shall I cry,
The culprit? It wasn’t I, it wasn’t I…

- Composed By: Aseem N

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Raining Aseems Aseem N wrote this at 2:05 am • Filed under I, Me and Myself •

Every time in school when my name would be called out by my teacher for maintaining the attendance records or just while strolling in a park if I would hear it called out, I would gladly tell myself that ‘it’s for me’. And it certainly was. :) Living in a sparsely populated state of India, Goa, it was certain that there was no other Aseem around. There was no reason that I should not feel special about my not so common name. I couldn’t thank anybody else other than my parents for it!

The only problem I ever had was when people would make unsuccessful attempts in spelling out my name. Most thought that I was a Muslim and often wrote it as ‘Asim’, ‘Assem’ and all myriad more spellings. :x Then I had to get busy explaining these morons that Aseem is a word of Sanskrit origin…meaning one who does not have any boundaries! The very opposite of Seema. Well I really don’t have anything against any religion but then when it comes to my name I did like it to be how it is supposed to be…

Ok so coming back… I thought that I had the most unique name and there was no one else with the same. Wow!

But this belief was sure not to last long. I tried a search for Aseem on orkut. To find 350+ results. Whoa! Those were surely quite many and not to forget the Non-Orkut Aseems. Not the best numbers that I would like to count on my fingers. After brooding over the fact that there were more Aseems around, than I thought there could be(now should be :(), I was struck by an idea :idea: of networking all into a community. So I started a community The Aseems on Orkut to which I invited quite a few who shared the same name as mine…

2 days and we had about 90 members, all astonished to find more Aseems as they all thought they were the only ones. Ha… but I guess we are still better off. With every third person being a Rahul or a Sanjay, I guess it’s more a pride to be the lucky few as the Aseems. Having many Aseems in the community, from Amritsar to LA… we pals have a happening community in which we never bother of who posts as all are Aseems for sure. So can’t really differentiate! 8)

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Get Set Go!!! Aseem N wrote this at 7:24 pm • Filed under I, Me and Myself, General •

I have seen quite a few blogs on net… Infact every other net pal of mine proudly calls himself a ‘Blogger’. Sure they won’t feel as proud when soon the Oxford Dictionary declares ‘to blog’ as yet another modern day verb as it did to ‘to google’. Which many thought was cool and tech-savvy to be used and all those who didn’t were supposed to be the e-illiterates and the modern day nerds.

Coming back to blogging, I thought I did be well away from this fever (for my own cherry reasons) until one day it is described as one more activity that you HAVE TO DO in a day other than eating and sleeping. But alas, the Blogger’s Community has found a new fellow victim, yes its me! They still won’t take anything from me; I am too lazy to be doing this.

But then it’s not all so bad. It surely isn’t. Life does not really give a fair chance to everyone to author one’s thoughts, but net blogs do! It would be stupid if I didn’t pick it up. I have been into reading blogs for quite sometime now and its time that I give back what I have got.

Being an engineering student I surely believe one does not find in me the best blogging skills. All that I am supposed to be good at is to know how to condense huge matter into points and one liners and possess an instinctive approach towards problem solving and math. I wish I had a choice over this.

Am sure all those who know me well will unconditionally agree. Ever into an engineering career I have never given a blind shot to write anything that I feel like. I can say, I write once in every six months… that is when I have to and certainly have no choice other than answering my semester papers so that I can fetch the bare minimum 35 marks. Otherwise I am quite a lazy writer.

And if you are looking upto this blog optimistically thinking that you will get to read some cheesy stuff, go away! I am here only to disappoint you. This is just another personal diary that I thought I should make public. I remember, in my school days I have failed in every attempt in hiding the hard copy of my personal diary from my sister. Sisters don’t get better, they really don’t. They want to catch you doing everything! Huh everything! Now that things are documented on the World Wide Web for everyone to see and read (if anyone likes to) am sure my sis is going to sulk all day after she knows this.

Whatever it means… it’s been raining blogs and I don’t mind getting a little wet. And after writing one whole page, I have really started to wonder, of whether I am a lazy writer or is it just the effect that the engineering life has had on me. If I did start writing anything new, the only thing that I would write first would be nothing more in length than, the programmer’s customary opening statement “Hello World”. Hmm looks like I have already done a decent job!

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