TL;DR (for some busy tweeting perhaps and not actually reading anything):
Opinion is a waistcoat that everyone loves wearing but no one know whats its made off
Context: the social media campaign runnign rampant in India asking people to ban anything chinese
Prologue: Year of christ 1991:
Indian government gave up Governement Raj and threw open the doors of privatisation, Liberalisation and globalisation. Yes, globalisation! -What is that, you may ask? It means open your doors for trade for all countries with minimal governement Intervention. Let the market run its race and self correct. Let the tug between demand and supply and decide what is best for its consumers
Fast forward to 2016:
Ban chinese. Ban chinese fireworks. But, why stop? BNa chinese phones, utilities, electronics. Well, err! Dont ban made by china.. ban made for china?
I mean, what the mary!!!
For china- why would they sell them to India. If they want to, well would it not be better duality as they are making it for themselves. So they would care. And why do we need to ban chinese product- no no, some of them? Why. Because mad in India is handicapped enough to be able to manufacture you cute little 5.5 candy crush hardware. No, no! Samsung, LG and Moto is good. Not,lenovo. Who ere they acquired by btw? Was it the chinese goverment? Oh, moto!! Or was ti the other esy round? Well, I guess the lenovo is ok too.
Samsung, LG, Lenovo, Moto then.. and so the consumers go on and on feeding the music that was started on the harp of a targetted media campaign..
My take(No more rumbling, I promise; I TDLRed you remember?) – becausBecause as a democratic citizen of my country, I MUST have an opinion about everything:
As long as chinese manufacturers will produce quality materials fo my consumption, i will and absolutely will buy chinese. They manufacutre better, they provide customer service better. Dont beleieve me about this customer service thing? Well do an experiment. Buy 200 rs stuff from flipkart, and saame from aliexpress. Would will know what I am talking about.. Its humility in speech and after sales service.
To summarise, I will buy Chinese. As long as make in india is not able to manufacture FPGA CHIPS AND ARDUINO BOARDS AND NON CLIMBING CARABINERS AND BICYCLE BLINKERS as well as chinese. i will not pay 400 rs for a 150 rs chinese product with a sentiment that somewheer down the line, some non chinese Indian guy make an arbitrage trade and pockets those ₹250 and leave me at rs 400 loss as they supplied me makfunctioned device and flipkart/ snapdeal does not mant to do anything about it or holds the seller by his balls for his fraud..
Instead of fealling this #BanChinese campaigns with your time and money, invest that time in a make in India facility that churns out half as decent a product as chinese. (Read FPGA CHIPS, AND BICYCLE BOTTLES AND COMPUTER GPU ARRAYS)
Epilogue: I do find some in the inport business with proper customer service too. Like some of those Mumbai based habby stires, one small shop which sells imported mountaineering gear in his shop near Matunga Station(Mumbai) , some of those mumbai based coffe shops
Epilogue 2: I do think import of chinese cracker be banned for safety concerns deducing logically – the threat they pose to the logistics companies transporting them and the end user. But, to tell you a truth, I dont give a rats ass on fire crackers. I dont use them and hence I have no opinion to provide
When I look into your eyes, I can see the love restrained.
I light up the sky to see your magic.
Running all about, dancing, dangling and then fading into oblivion.
I strike the heart of who come ‘ear me.
Who stand tall when all ’round bow down.
Anger flashes through me
when they heed not your mighty roar.
My anger, never touches you.
You blow your horns through the fields, the trees, the mountains alike.
while as if you cuddle me in your arms (or so I like to think).
I run ahead, fall behind
but never fail on my promise
to ride by your side.
They say I am angry.
I say, so I am –
because thats what I have done all my life.
Thats what I am, I do.
Fast to the hell fire and faster to slip it through.
When I look into your eyes, I can feel your love restrained.
Take me with you,
O mighty storm
and me, I light up the sky for you.
A God in Doubt
Am I the only one
or are some of my brethren
They call me out with ‘Allah’, ‘messiah’, ‘God’
and with countless other names Continue reading
A part of writing poetry is being an avid reader yourself. Recently, I have been reading a lot of poetry all around the web. Toady, I am going to share my compilation of seven stupid limericks that caught my eye.
In case you dont know what a limerick is, here is what Wikipedia says: A limerick is a kind of a witty, humorous, or nonsense poem, especially in five-lines with a strict rhyme scheme (aabba), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent.
There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, “It is just as I feared!—
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!”
The smiling faces of morrow,
Rolls of laughter sweeping ‘cross the room:
Among the men of jubilient folks
sat a twisted gloom.
This poetry writing is becoming one of my favourite passtimes. And today, something odd happened: The first thing I thought after getting up in the morning was that “one more poetry is going to come out today”.. No ideas nor topic. Just a simple thought. And incredibly enough, Hours later in the evening, this idea popped inside my head. Do have a read and let me know your thoughts on this 🙂
Here is the poem for you. Its called Rise a Knight.
Draw your sword and hold your breath,
Theres a long fight up ahead
Let the fear flood in and drench your blood red
You need it till the last drops in the fight up ahead.