Gorkhaland: Now or Never

#MakeGorkhaLandaReality
#Now OrNever
#BJPpromiseIn2013Election Manifesto

I saw Anubha Bhonsle’s programme “CRUX” in which Swaraj Thapa says that Gorkhaland is not a possibility before 2019 because BJP or NDA do not have majority in Rajya Sabha (Upper House of the Parliament). Thereafter many people have taken that as a gospel truth. And I even read in few of the posts that Bimal Gurung has come out of the hiding after that statement by Swaraj Thapa.

Why did Swaraj Thapa make that statement which has sown the seeds of doubts in the mind of many people, I am not aware. But let’s have our numbers right in the Raajya Sabha before we can make any analysis whether it will be possible for the BJP to bifurcate West Bengal to carve out Gorkhaland or whatever name the state may have.  

BJP has clear majority in lok Sabha. So passing any bill therein is no problem. UPA still has majority in Rajya Sabha therefore BJP/NDA have had problem in getting their bills passed such as GST and Land Reform Bills. Let us look at the position of NDA, and other parties in Rajya Sabha as of now.

Rajya Sabha has 243 seats and half way mark to pass any bill will be 123. NDA has 77 seats (56 of BJP). UPA has 84 seats (59 of Cong). And other parties have 82 seats mainly among them being; SP – 18, AIDMK – 13, TMC – 11, CPM & BJD – 8 each and total of various other parties with lesser number of seats is 24.

But there will be significant change in number of seats of various parties in Rajya Sabha in Apr/May 2018 due to retirement and reelection. Huge assembly victories in UP, Uttarakhand, Goa and Manipur in Mar this year will have impact in Rajya Sabha representation.
Let us now look at the position that will be in Rajya Sabha in Apr/May 2018 after the reelection.

NDA will have 95 seats (69 of BJP). UPA will have 66 (44 of Cong & 8 seats of JD(U)). And other parties will have 84; SP – 14, TMC – 12, AIDMK – 12, CPM – 8, BSP – 5, BJD – 7, TRS –5, and other smaller parties 21. This will be the scenario in Rajya Sabha in May 2018.
NDA needs the support of other parties to reach the magic figure of 123 to have any bills passed in the Rajya Sabha. So let us see how it can be worked.
Let us analyze which all parties can support the demand of a separate state. SP – NO. TMC – NO. CPM – NO. NCP – NO with 4 seats.

Those who can support (keeping in mind the recent support for the BJP Presidential candidate Ramnath Kovind and those who support smaller states) are -  AIDMK – 12 (Supports Presidential candidate), BSP – 5 (Mayawati supported the smaller states within UP during her tenure as a Chief minister of UP). BJD – 7 (Supports Presidential candidate). TRS – 5 (Supports Presidential candidate). Besides JD(U) is likely to support (8 seats) though part of UPA as it now supports the Presential candidate. That makes 132 seats in favour – 9 more than the required to pass the bill.

All depends on how our leaders of Darjeeling hills can play their cards in lobbying for separate state of Gorkhaland. Here one needs to be proactive in approaching the various parties for support rather than waiting for BJP to garner support for them.
If it happens it will be win-win situation for the BJP. BJP at present has 2 seats in Parliament from West Bengal. After creation of Gorkhaland, it should have 4 seats for sure; one each from Darjeeling, Siliguri, Jalpaiguri and Cooch Bihar. 100% jump from the present 2 seats.
        
Therefore I said it is “Now Or Never”.

Who knows what will be BJP tally in Lok Sabha in 2019 election? Will they have majority? Your guess is as good as mine. We must strike the iron when it is hot. It is right moment now. Let the momentum build up to summer of 2018. And by then BJP will have gotten in the mode of election 2019 – new election, new manifesto, balance sheet of old manifesto etc.

PS: I had given links to my blog of 2008 yesterday to see what is in the name. And why not demand UT (Union Territory) instead of a separate state and encompass whole of North Bengal.
It may be wiser to settle for a different name than Gorkhaland. RSS had hinted it recently. I had said in 2008. Links to my blog are here.

https://shivrana.wordpress.com/2008/10/30/gorkha-identity-in-india/

https://shivrana.wordpress.com/2008/12/10/%E2%80%9Cis-the-winter-setting-in-on-the-gorkhaland-movement%E2%80%9D-by-barun-roy/ 

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Yet another thought. #MakeGorkhalandaReality

This is the time when there must be unity in all sections of Gorkhas. It is time to forget जात पात & any थर etc. We need to project ourselves as one big family and that is Gorkhas/ Gorkhali.
Its now or never.
Our leaders, so called leaders, have done enough damage to the image of Gorkhals as corrupt and self serving. That is why Mamta govt has tried to divide the Gorkhals in caste by giving/forming various Development Boards. Aim was to Divide and Rule. She did succeed to quite an extent.
Then she tried to make an inroads in hills bearing TMC flag. She did succeed. Municipal Corporators (सभासद) elected on TMC ticket are witness to it. To shame it all Mirik Municipality gave majority to TMC. What shame!

My appeal to all TMC Corporators (सभासद), all members & Chairmen of different Boards (who are still sticking to their chairs) is resign immediate for the sake of making Gorkhaland a reality. Let Mamta and TMC know that their days are over in hills of Darjeeling. It should be loaud & clear to all.

A suggestion to compensate newly elected Corporators (सभासद) at various Municipalities, that next time election they will be elected unopposed. This should serve as an incentive to them to resign.

Hope people of Darjeeling hills pay attention and NOT LET GO THIS CHANCE. As I said IT NOW OR NEVER.

For my ideas please read my blog of Oct 2008 at the following link…

https://shivrana.wordpress.com/2008/10/30/gorkha-identity-in-india/

https://shivrana.wordpress.com/2008/12/10/%E2%80%9Cis-the-winter-setting-in-on-the-gorkhaland-movement%E2%80%9D-by-barun-roy/

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Facilitating Change

I think the subject is so innovative that everybody will feel connected to it one way or the other.

Finding Purpose

We all know a friend or loved one who needs to make some changes in their life. We have often tried to offer this person advice and tough love, feeling powerless as they head down a road to self-destruction. We have often heard that we can’t change other people, but it is too difficult to simply stand by and watch a friend or loved-one self-destruct without intervening. When things become too difficult, we may distance ourselves, feeling resentment toward the other person for not listening to us. These are normal fight or flight responses to difficult situations.

Addiction and mental health issues affect everyone surrounding the sufferer. The problem is that no one teaches us how to help someone suffering from these issues. Left in the dark, we do the best we can. Sometimes we get frustrated and give up altogether.

This article will show you some powerful tools to…

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— माँ —

On the occasion of Mother’s Day —–

A beautiful poem: MAA..(माँ )

Slow Down Mummy

Slow down mummy, there is no need to rush,
slow down mummy, what is all the fuss?
Slow down mummy, make yourself a cup of tea.
Slow down mummy, come spend some time with me.

Slow down mummy, let’s pull boots on for a walk,
let’s kick at piles of leaves, and smile and laugh and talk.
Slow down mummy, you look ever so tired,
come sit and snuggle under the duvet and rest with me a while.

Slow down mummy, those dirty dishes can wait,
Slow down mummy, let’s have some fun – bake a cake !
Slow down mummy, I know you work a lot,
but sometimes mummy, it’s nice when you just stop.

Sit with us a minute,
and listen to our day,
spend a cherished moment,
because our childhood won’t stay !

To all the hard working and wonderful moms who are veritably God’s Gift to Humanity !!!

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The Mirror

  • Found a very apt poem for all of us in our middle age…!
    Has been written in 18th century… Just Imagine…!!

The Mirror
(Edmund Burke 1729-1797, Irish Philosopher)

I look in the mirror
And what do I see
A strange looking person
That cannot be me.

For, I am much younger
And not nearly so fat
As that face in the mirror
I am looking at.

Oh, where are the mirrors
That I used to know
Like the ones which were
Made thirty years ago

Now all things have changed
And I’m sure you’ll agree
Mirrors are not as good
As they used to be.

So never be concerned,
If wrinkles/ extra flab appear
For one thing I’ve learned
Which is very clear,

Should your complexion
Be less than perfection,
It is really the mirror
That needs correction.

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Women!

This is for all you girls 40 years and over….. and for those who are turning 40, and for those who are scared of moving into their 40’s…AND for guys who are scared of girls over 40!!!!….

This was written by Andy Rooney from CBS 60 Minutes.

Andy Rooney says:

As I grow in age, I value women who are over 40 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 40 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, “What are you thinking?” She doesn’t care what you think.

If a woman over 40 doesn’t want to watch the game, she doesn’t sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it’s usually something more interesting.

A woman over 40 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women past the age of 40 don’t give a damn about what you might think about her or what she’s doing.

Women over 40 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won’t hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get away with it.

Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it’s like to be unappreciated.

A woman over 40 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn’t trust the guy with other women. Women over 40 couldn’t care less if you’re attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won’t betray her.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 40. They Always Know.

A woman over 40 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not true of younger women.

Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 40 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.

Older women are forthright and honest. They’ll tell you right off if you are a Jerk if you are acting like one! You don’t ever have to wonder where you stand with her.

Yes, we praise women over 40 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it’s not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 40+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year old girl!

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मेरा बचपन

आज फ़िर, उस, कोने में पड़े,
धूल लगे ‘संदूक’ को,
हाथों से झाड़ा…

धूल……आंखों में चुभ गई .

संदूक का, कोई नाम नहीं होता.

पर इस संदूक में,
एक खुरचा सा नाम था .
सफ़ेद पेंट से लिखा .

तुम्हारा था?
या मेरा?
पढ़ा नही जाता है अब .

खोल के देखा उसे,
ऊपर से ही,
बेतरतीब पड़ी थी…
‘ज़िन्दगी’।

मुझे याद है,
माँ ने,
जन्म दिन में,
‘उपहार’ में दी थी।

पहली बार देखी थी,
तो लगता था,
कितनी छोटी है !

पर,
आज भी ,
जब पहन के देखता हूँ,
बड़ी ही लगती है,

शायद……कभी फिट आ जाए।

नीचे उसके,
तह करके,
सलीके से,
रखा हुआ है……’बचपन’ ।

उसकी जेबों में देखा,
अब भी,
तितलियों के पंख,
कागज़ के रंग,
कुछ कंचे ,
उलझा हुआ मंझा,
और………..और न जाने क्या क्या ?

कपड़े,
छोटे होते थे बचपन में,
….जेब बड़ी.

कितने जतन से,
…मेरे पिताजी ने,
मुझे,
ये ईमानदारी,
सी के दी थी ।
बिल्कुल मेरे नाप की।

बड़े लंबे समय तक पहनी।
और,
कई बार,
लगाये इसमें पायबंद ,
कभी ‘मुफलिसी’ के,
और कभी,
‘बेचारगी’ के .

पर,
इसकी सिलाई,
उधड़ गई थी, एक दिन.
…जब,
भूख का खूंटा लगा इसमे.

उसको हटाया,तो नीचे…
पड़ी हुई थी,
‘जवानी’.

उसका रंग उड़ गया था,
समय के साथ साथ।
‘गुलाबी’ हुआ करती थी ये .

अब पता नहीं ,
कौनसा,
नया रंग हो गया है?

बगल में ही,
पड़ी हुई थी,
‘आवारगी’.

….उसमें से,
अब भी,
शराब की बू आती है।

४-५ सफ़ेद, गोल,
‘खुशियों’ की ‘गोलियाँ’,
डाली तो थीं, संदूक में.

पर वो खुशियाँ…
…. उड़ गई शायद।

याद है…
जब तुम्हारे साथ,
मेले में गया था ?

एक जोड़ी,
‘वफाएं’ खरीद ली थी।
तुम्हारे ऊपर तो पता नहीं,
पर,
मुझपे…
ये अच्छी नही लगती।

और फ़िर…
इनका ‘फैशन’ भी,
…नहीं रहा अब .

…और ये,
शायद…
‘मुस्कान’ है।

तुम,
कहती थी न…
जब मैं इसे पहनता हूँ,
तो अच्छा लगता हूँ।
इसमें भी,

दाग लग गए थे,
दूसरे कपडों के।
हाँ…
इसको…..
‘ज़माने’
और
‘जिम्मेदारियों’
के बीच रख दिया था ना ।

तब से पहनना छोड़ दी।

अरे…
ये रहा ‘तुम्हारा प्यार’।
‘वैलेनटाइन डे ‘ में,
दिया था तुमने।

दो ही महीने चला था,
हर धुलाई में,
सिकुड़ जाता था।
भाभी ने बताया भी था,
“इसके लिए,
खारा पानी ख़राब होता है.”

पर आखें,
आँखें ये न जानती थी।

चलो,
बंद कर देता हूँ,
सोच के…
जैसे ही संदूक रखा, देखा,
‘यादें’ तो बाहर ही छूट गई,
बिल्कुल साफ़,
नाप भी बिल्कुल सही.

लगता था,
जैसे,
आज के लिए ही खरीदी थी,
उस ‘वक्त’ के बजाज से
कुछ लम्हों की कौड़ियाँ देकर .

चलो, आज…
फ़िर,
इसे ही, पहन लेता हूँ .

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Happy New Year – 2017

2016.. Phew!!!


What a year it has been.
Full of surprises and unforeseen events.
BREXIT for UK from Europe, Trump win in USA and of course, demonetisation of our own.
Notwithstanding, I thank God Almighty for making our year peaceful, comfortable, lovely and meaningful.
Thank you God for small mercies.
Thank you all my friends, my relatives, my loved ones for making things easy for me.
I wish you all a very happy and prosperous New Year – 2017.
May you all enjoy with your family and loved ones great year ahead with good health and great time.

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Hypocrite

Sharing courtesy the author.

By SANDIPAN SHARMA

Meet the person of the year 2016: The quintessential Indian hypocrite.

You would have met him everywhere. In queues outside ATMs, banks and multiplexes, chanting slogans, waging WHATSAPPjihad, supporting boycott calls on Twitter, railing against his own countrymen and bleeding from his desktop for soldiers on the border.

His principle: Preach in public exactly the opposite of what you practise in private.

His dharma: Hate in others what you want to hide about yourself.

The year belonged to him.

He screamed, shouted, outraged, and pointed one finger at others, forgetting the direction of the other four. But as Ralph Waldo Emerson said: "What you do speaks so loud that I cannot hear what you say."

India has always been an amusing bundle of contradictions, a lexicon of oxymorons. We worship at the altar of female goddesses, but have a skewed sex ratio. We boast ofSANSKARS and lofty ideals but practice CASTEISM, demand dowry and have a maniacal obsession with male children.

We are the land of KAMASUTRA, KHAJURAHO and have the highest growth rate of population, but we also have PAHLAJ NIHALANI who fears moral regression of the vulnerable masses if James Bond kisses for half-a-minute on the screen. We are a country that sings BHAJANS of MEERA and KABIR but ends up revering RADHEY and ASARAM as ‘MAA’ and ‘BAPU’.

We are a country, which, in true Oscar Wilde fashion, is so clever that it doesn’t mean a single word it says.

But, sometimes a country’s polity and society combine to create circumstances and debates that expose our deeper contradictions, expose bigger hypocrisies. And gave us many shades of the quintessential Indian hypocrite.

This year we had the KAALA DHAN warrior. He rejoiced when Prime Minister NARENDRA MODI outlawed notes of higher denomination. In a delirium of patriotism, moral propriety and SCHADENFREUDE, he announced the end of black money and the corrupt — everyone apart from, of course, himself.

But, by next morning the KAALA DHAN warrior rushed to launder unaccounted cash, adjust accounts, put every bit of outlawed currency into bank accounts, announcing at the end of the day, "YAAR, APNA TO ADJUST HO GAYA."

He called it a surgical strike on the corrupt, rich and powerful and then bathed in the flowing Ganga of connivance and corruption with co-hypocrites — the broker, the banker, holder of JAN DHAN accounts, presumably the people hit most byKAALA DHAN.

Nothing captured the prevailing hypocrisy more than the constant changes in deposit and withdrawal rules to counter his propensity to circumvent laws that were hailed in public —BHARAT MATA KI JAI — and violated in private.

We had the holier-than-thou fanatic. By day he slammed fanatics of ”that religion" for not allowing a cricketer’s wife to wear a gown. He mocked the utter lack of freedom in that religion, the tyranny of those opposing their religious and moral codes on others. By night he railed at a celebrity couple’s choice of name for their new-born, opposed a woman’s freedom to choose her husband, a person’s choice of food, a producer’s choice of the actor he wanted to cast in his film.

His ideological rival, behaved in an identical fashion. He defended a mother’s right to call her son TAIMUR, but not a woman’s right to protest Triple TALAQ or wear a gown, proving hypocrites of the world have just one religion — hate.

We had the pious GAU BHAKT. He declared cow as his mother, advocated lynching of men for eating beef, skinning carcasses, but blithely went past bovines looking for food in heaps of garbage lying on roads of ‘SWACHH BHARAT’, ignored hundreds dying in cow shelters.

He was the bleeding heart patriot who blasted others for complaining of hardships when soldiers were dying on the border but encouraged his children to look for the best overseas job, leaving the vacancies in the Army for the neighbour’s son to fill. He shed Twitter tears when soldiers died in natural disasters in SIACHEN but laughed when people died in queues outside banks due to a man-made disaster or at JANTAR MANTAR while demanding one-rank-one pension.

He was the angry DESH BHAKT who danced to RAHAT FATEH ALI KHAN’S songs, sang out aloud Honey Singh’s "G@#*D MEIN DAM HAI TO BAND KARWA LO” at parties but protested GHULAM ALI’S GHAZAL concerts. He gloated when India beat Pakistan in hockey but felt outraged at the thought of cricketers and KABADDI players taking on their cross-border rivals. He lamented when one state government spent a few hundred crore on ad campaigns but puffed his chest in pride when another government announced it would put RS.3,600 crore in the Arabian Sea to showcase a warrior in a state with high rates of farmer suicides and history of droughts.

Finally, he was the social media jihadist who advocated bans on apps of online retailers endorsed by AAMIR KHAN but rushed to its stores every time a sale was announced. He was the Twitter activist who sought a ban on Chinese items but queued up for flash sales of mobiles made in China, paid for them through PAYTM. He was the intolerant troll who wanted films to be boycotted, actors to be punished but bought tickets first-day-first-show, tamely surrendering CRORES in the DANGAL of box office, putting their money where their mouth wasn’t.

No, 2016, didn’t belong to NARENDRA MODI, ARVIND KEJRIWAL, RAHUL GANDHI, URJIT PATEL, nor AAMIR KHAN OR SALMAN KHAN. It belonged to the quintessential hypocrite who amused and entertained us throughout the year, proving right Somerset Maugham who famously said, "It cannot, like adultery or gluttony, be practiced at spare moments; it is a whole-time job."

Congratulations, all of us gave it one full year.

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SERVE WITH HONOUR

A Letter written by a retired officer (Major Gaurav Arya (Veteran), 17 Battalion, The Kumaon Regiment ) addressing the passing out officers from Officers Training Academy (OTA) Chennai on 10 Seo 2016.

Dear Officers,

On 10 September this year, 249 of you (217 Gentlemen Cadets and 32 Lady Cadets) stepped over the “Antim Pag”, slow marching to the soulful Auld Lang Syne. At the majestic Parmeshwaran Parade Ground, you were accorded a unique privilege. You passed out of OTA Chennai, commissioned into the Indian Army as officers under the benign gaze of your Supreme Commander, the President of India. Addressing you, the Supreme Commander said, “A billion hopes rest on your young and brave shoulders”. Truer words have not been uttered.

You have been through Indian Army training. That’s just hell by another name. Give yourselves a pat on the back. You are a survivor.

As an old soldier, I would like to share a few thoughts with you. I hope these will find a corner in your hearts.

1. Your first loyalty is to India and its constitution. Mother India chooses its bravest daughters and sons to guard her honor. You have walked on fire to get those stars on your shoulders. Many a time during training, you may have wanted to quit. You did not. You are made of different molecules.

2. Your unit/ regiment is your family. You will live and die for India but you will live and die with your unit. This bond is unbreakable, even in death. You will be remembered for eternity.

3. Spend time with your troops. Get to know them. This is the brotherhood of Olive Green. You are their leader. If you are worthy, they will march with you to the very gates of hell. Remember the legend of martyr Lance Naik Hanumanthappa? Sometimes, it is possible for mortals to challenge the gods. Many of those mortals wear OG.

4. Train, learn and read. That is the only way to succeed in the Indian Army. All of you, without exception, should be scholar warriors. Read military history, read the future of warfare and read just about anything that you can get your hands on. Absorb knowledge. It will stand you in good stead.

5. Till the time you are a lieutenant, except breach of integrity, all sins are forgiven. Take advantage of this unwritten rule. Make mistakes but don’t stop learning. You have carte blanche.

6. When things go wrong, step forward and take responsibility. When things go right, step back and let your team take the credit.

7. The religion of your troops is your religion. If you are a Malyalee and posted into the Sikh Regiment, you will go to the Gurudwara. If you are a Muslim and your troops are Hindu, you will worship at a temple. And if you are a Hindu and your troops are Christian, you will kneel in church. If you see a Sikh in a mosque with a Quran, this is the Indian Army.

8. Your background is immaterial. Rich or poor, Hindu or Muslim, this caste or that, the Indian Army just does not care. We are in the business of killing the enemies of the state and protecting the nation from all enemies, foreign and domestic. Only merit counts. If there are any considerations other than merit, it will mean compromising on national security and that is something the Indian Army will NEVER do.

9. The uniform that you wear comes with the blessings of a billion Indians. You are trusted because the Indian Army is trusted. This trust cannot be broken, irrespective of consequence. Do whatever needs to be done to maintain this trust because this trust is sacred. A covenant with India is a covenant with God.

10. You will have more privileges than the soldiers you command. But when orders are given to flush out terrorists from a house in Kashmir, remember you will be the first one to smash through that door. You will make the first kill. Or take the first bullet on your chest. You will never give orders to attack. You will always say “FOLLOW ME”. That is the officer’s creed. This is your article of faith.

11. It is important that you understand that we are not only a powerful army. We are also a moral army. We are not strong because we have weapons. We are strong because we are right.

I wish you the very best and I hope you have an exciting and fulfilling life.

Go forth and Serve With Honour.

Major Gaurav Arya (Veteran)
17 Battalion, The Kumaon Regiment
Indian Army

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