Showing posts with label poverty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poverty. Show all posts

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Incredible -Philanthropic- India!

Bijlee is fasting. Apparently I hear anyone who can go on without eating for more than ten days will be given free states in the country. Interesting I say. So what could I call my territory? Bijleeland where every one follows Bijleeism, or I can as well actualize a philanthropy-cal ideology and gift it to my loving MICians for their fest in Feb. Let them name it whatever they would like to name it. If you haven’t heard, as soon as the centre granted its acceptance for a new Telangana, the very next day as if it were some MTV Tickr news, people up west went into fasting to gain a state called Gorkhaland, a separate entity sliced off from the hills of Darjeeling. Im not being too political per say. But Bijlee is thinking on similar grounds if we could as well create Manipal as a separate state.

Anyways the whole point I fail to see in such enlarged fuss that people create for new divisions in this era. Haven’t they all watched 2012?
Or probably the trio comprising of the Italian descendant, the comical Saddu and the PC must have seen the show together and now they understand that nothing matters to them as by 2012 they would still be the ruling party so why not give everyone what they want atleast now.
December they say is the month. Even the students of my college have realized this and have quit planning for the 2012 A-19 fest.

Oh did you guys read, a new report suggests the Poverty Figure provided 2004 of India was 10% lesser than the actual. Ridiculous! Appalling I say of the Government to hide such … figures.
Hmm…*continues the fast*

Monday, December 29, 2008

Moolah Matters!

If I were a girl, I 'd be an item girl. I would then dance to an item song.
Which song? Isn't it obvious?
'Babuji zara dheere chalo, Bijlee khadi, yahan Bijlee khadi!'
Why do I want to be an item girl?
Well, then I 'd be well-paid. Money is all we need in this recession-struck world.
If only there were very-many rich people who 'd give money to my festival, Article-19. Ugh, money's the shit. My friends and I are looking for sponsorship, knockin' on corporate doors. Eh. The standard excuse is recession. With the global markets taking a downward plunge and the trend being that of relative poverty, we can only pray for some rich man's generosity to shower us and make our festival rich and successful.
While we are at it, we know that money is not all that important. We can't do without it but we can do with little bit. My friends and I are cool, we aren't the party pooper kind... We will pull off Article 19 with the jazz despite having little money!
Little money is not a deterrent, it is just tad disappointing.
Anyway, our condition is not so bad yet that we have to ask for chanda, so it's still cool.
And if nothing works out, I shall do some cross-dressing and dance to:
'Babuji zara dheere chalo, Bijlee khadi, yahan Bijlee khadi!'
By the way, if you know somebody who can help us do some fund-raising, mail me at mister.bijlee@gmail.com