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Javed Zaidi

He was a good man. This was not what good men of this world deserve. Robbed from us through a road accident at the prime of his life.

I knew him but little, yet from what I know of him I feel his passing was not given the importance it deserves...but of course very few knew him.He had no pomp or splendor..he was known as that little man who is so helpful.
How can little helpful men be remembered in this World of giants?

All I remember of him was the way he pushed himself and all his men towards achieving something extraordinary quite ordinarily. He had helped me out a few months ago when I was faced with a situation on an assignment.He helped without asking who or why..he helped because he was Javed Zaidi.

Hats off to you Sir,you WILL be remembered.

Happy Holi

So it is holi again...
Delhi even on a festival took its time to wake up. The noise and fragrance of the colours started to float among us almost towards noon. Am sure in others parts of delhi it had come sooner but GK in delhi takes its time...you know it has to take off those damn diamond earnings and step out off those hush puppies before they get down and dirty!!
Even the Holi messages started appearing on my cell much after lunch time, giving the feeling to all that Holi was a bit of a time-off for the people of the city, it was rest first and colours later!
Not that I am one to complain..have a decently sized paranoia about unknown people with coloured faces smearing my face with their hues.

Well its almost the end of the day now.Dont be alarmed as to why I sing such a bored tune coz presently..as it happens all other days...GK has shut shop and the only noise you hear is the whistles of the private guards keeping themselves amused as they travel the length and breadth of the community,waking up the elderly and the not-so-amused street dogs.
Woof-woof.