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Road to salvation...

I had begun traveling the road to the decision one year ago. I took the decision today as the goddess of my world, my mom believed today is an auspicious day to start new ventures. I renounced defense studies. I think putting this up on my blog will make it official. It will serve as a reminder for my terrible memory. My journey to this point was arduous, like a struggling drug or computer game addict. I was an addict of the ‘new great game’. The treacherous labyrinth of international politics, arms race and intelligence agencies creeped into me like alcohol and cigarettes creep on to people. i had studied realist theory of international relations down to the last word. “All nations posses hard and soft power and they use it for selfish motives.” I enjoyed Pakistan’s fall from grace like a sports fan enjoying a good game. I monitored the Korean conflict with the zeal of a football fanatic following a league season. Humanity was nonsense, the UN was a joke. When i took up a job in a ne…

Juggling The Job (part 3)

Espana arrived at the daily bread with a laptop and a CD. “This disc will help you do a follow up story on illegal mining scam in Goa.” She turned on her laptop and started browsing through some video files. “Today i will reveal the identities of people you have called.” Espana began to unleash the truth as a guy talking about mining scam appeared on her computer screen. “This is A.”“Its the director of mines!” Espana flashed a mischievous smile. “This is ‘N’. She clicked another video. It turned out to be a member of legislative assembly. Holy hell! , all the other people i had called were MLA,s , government officials and activists. I assumed Espana did not tell me their identities calculating that i would lose my confidence if iknew i was talking to powerful people. But that left one question.Why go through ‘our great news channel when she is already a good film maker?“Look at how they reacted when i tried” eapana brought ‘A’ back on screen. “sir, i am a documentary film maker. I wa…

Juggling The Job (part 2)

Aha! First day on the new job! The king of the cubicle sat gazing at his computer, his mind, blanker than the screen before him. It was boring but peaceful day. in a moment filled with dullness, Espana's old phone lying in the corner caught my eye and i got curious. Why was she so careful with that piece of junk? What was in it? I began to browse through the contacts. There were no names but only single letters and initials. ‘D’.......‘A’........‘ I.R.’........ ‘H.L.O.’....... ‘A.G.’......i was really tempted to call someone and find out who they were, But then came a call from the eccentric Espana. “Hey, just a little favor man, take that magic phone and call ‘A’. Ask him for an appointment, help me get an interview na please! I will edit it and give a part you for your news!” “fine” it was my first day and i had no work anyway. “Good morning sir, i am calling from our great news channel. I wanted a small byte of yours regarding illegal mining scam. “Our great news channel eh?” …

Juggling The Job (part 1)

I had decided to take a vacation of 365 days the day i finished my studies. But even when the university left me, my devilish friends stayed on. The trouble they caused, continued. “Good morning Mr. Jay Joshi. I am calling from “our great news channel.” We received the CV you sent. Would you like to come for an interview tomorrow?”Within 48 hours of its commencement, my yearlong vacation received its death threat “Huh?” I was perplexed. “I sent you my CV?” I didn't even remember typing out one! Something was wrong.Anyway, speculating my hyper active mom to be behind this, I decided to ruin the interview and approached the office of the said news channel.The first shock I got was when a panelist at the table mentioned my talents. “So Mr. Joshi, I see you travelled quite a lot in the Middle East and Latin America.” The memory of my dad telling me we couldn’t afford a trip to Andaman flashed in my mind. “Sir, can I take a look at my CV?” I made a request in a diffident, fading voice.…