About Me

Happy Go Lucky Kinda Stuff! Curious, atheist, lil-bit adventurous, lil-bit rebel, nature lover, sometimes feel like to read and travel. Writing is drug, minute observer, believe in instinct, in awesome profession/academics. Love my people and my pets and love to be surrounded by them.

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

An Analysis of A High Voltage Year!

Some Lessons from 2014:
It was an upbeat year with its own ups and downs, both were interesting in their own ways!

Some interesting points, I made a note of:
People who feel better to come through "chor-darwaza" use to fear open public gate. Reasons better known to them.

People who fear only image without any inner conscience are shrewd, keep a distance.

Love is that spell and energy of life which makes its own way to make life upbeat and amazing.

The innocence and curiosity of a child to learn new things, kinda natural, amazing innovative processes.

The efforts to crawl, stand up and try to walk again and again, without any loss of enthusiasm are natural experimentation. One can learn better from a child again.  

Responsibility is that wow-factor, which cannot let you sink in any kinda whirlpool. At some point you feel like neither mere happiness nor softy, smooth roads but we live for some cause, we believe in; come whatever may.

Being a women, it's more important to respect a women and her core rights. This is the only way not just to respect women rights but even to keep self safe from illogical, irresponsible, worthless predatory male ego. This ego is that sword which kills both ways, shamelessly and without caring about any kinda responsibility.

Some interesting things, I could not understand:
After doing something wrong, a kid in general hide under the shadow of his mother. An adult do the same thing under the shadow of a mother or sister or girlfriend or wife! And interestingly (rather ironically), these women help and support these cowards to hide their sins.
In disguise, amuse can turn into muse and abuse. Well, probably there is too thin line.
My plan of adoption of a girl child kinda distanced from me a bit. Lectures, acceptance, adoption blah, blah.

And then some good, some bad:
Some bliss, blessings, gratitude, some differences, some fights:
At home front, the year started with a hope and it turned into a pearly-bliss. She keeps all busy and smiling. My unofficial "kinda" adoption :) 

At professional front, it was kinda strange and to some extent impulsive decision in the starting of the year itself. In the starting, I tried to do my best. But with time felt, it was not something, I belong. At some point, it was kinda, I better resign. But could not, due to some heavy doses from some people especially seniors, who helped me to win this post. My gratitude to those people also who helped me during campaigning days but somehow due to difference in opinion, views, working style; things became opposite poles! It was different kinda learning.

Some kinda fight I thought was just about corruption, bring along another issue "Misuse of Surveillance"! The drama which started in 2012 and continued in 2013, reached at its worst in 2014. Worst fears came true. Sick people continued their sick dance and ignorant and foolish creatures gave beats to those posts. At some point, I cried for help. I wrote to whoever I felt, I should, from Police, Women Rights Commission, Human Rights Commission to then Chief Justice of India. Police kinda dragged the case. Women Rights Commission behaved kinda helpless. Or who knows which tricks, links worked? And suggested to go to Human Rights Commission. 

So much more is there to write but for a while when I think about 2014 then -- it was a high voltage year!

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

New Blog

All posts related to this new age crime scene named "Raaj: Fiction, Illusion Or HiTech Crime?" now will be shifted to the new blog. It will have all those experiences starting from early 2012, when I came to know that someone was stalking me online. After that online stalk, I came to know about this wire/phonetap and that someone was listening me even when phone was nearby. 

Somewhere during that time, I lost the meaning of my profession and started reading about how things could happen like that? My stalker, who somewhere even acted as a mentor (better word is tormentor) and helped me at times. Even without any such request from my side in all that search by giving me clues. The more I read, the more I watched these people's (stalker and his friends) posts -- the more hatred and disgust I developed towards these people. The worst was when I came to know that these people were even watching me in my home, bedroom, bathroom and just everywhere. 

It was that depression phase, when I tried to put up a bold side. But at times, deep inside cried like hell and these people wrote even about those cries! It was the time when I distanced myself from almost all my friends or some distanced themselves, like I was some criminal. Some as always were there like a solid rock. There will be a try to express all that mental trauma, difficulty to express the worst kinda minute details related to snooping, stalking, bullying, harassment, defamation, mental torture, privacy, human rights violations, power misuse, callousness and apathy of the system and society, surrounding and lots more. 

There will be posts even about visits to police (SSP, ASP and now SP, DSP). I will put public all the reactions, action. Is there any? From University authorities to police department, to all those authorities I wrote. Enough said here. 

More will be on the link given below, with time:
http://raajfictionillusionorhitechcrime.blogspot.in/