Sunday, 27 March 2011

Japan : The League of Extraordinary Men

Before anything should be said about Japan, we should re-look in history and should give our thought a chance :  

Sometimes you need not be fighting in a war to be a Hero. While going for a war, soldiers are made mentally prepared that he is at risk but never going to die but always will be going to win the war. The truth is, no one wants to die, not even those who wants to go to heaven. Of course! Steve Jobs said this at Stanford convocation. Imagine a situation when it is certain that you will die. Never turn your thoughts, either it has to be to you: Mortal or immortal and you know what the heroes of Japan answer: This is my duty, Damn it! Don’t make things complex. I was being paid even when there was no fire around. Did I ever complain, why now?

More than 50 fire fighters are working on the site of Nuclear power plant, evacuated places and rescued all the persons in close vicinity and battling to cool overheating reactors at Plant.

Workers have struggled to avert a meltdown at the Fukushima daiichi plant northeast of Tokyo that has belched radiation, forcing tens of thousands to evacuate, contaminating farm produce and drinking water, and sparking wide anxiety. White steam was seen rising from four of the six reactors in the morning of Mar 15. Workers pulled back yesterday after dark smoke rose from the number three reactor unit and recently fire broke out from number four reactor.

Tokyo fire department engines again aimed their powerful seawater jets at the site to top up a spent fuel pool inside the unit.Initially, the focus was on the number three reactor, of special concern since it uses volatile uranium-plutonium fuel. Retopping the containment pool aims to stop it from being exposed to air where it could release large-scale radiation.Engineers later linked up an external electricity supply to all six reactors and are testing system components and equipment in an effort to soon restart the cooling systems and stabilise the reactors. Power could be partially restored to the control room of the number three unit. Previously workers had to grope around in the dark, using flashlights, without an air-conditioning system to extract elevated radiation.

The plant is located 250 kilometres northeast of Tokyo.The government has declared an exclusion zone with a radius of 20 kilometres around the power station and evacuated tens of thousands of people, while telling those within 20 to 30 kilometres to stay indoors.

Working in almost complete darkness and in sweltering conditions, workers at the stricken fukushima daiichi power plant are desperately race to save the country from a complete nuclear meltdown.
Wearing protective bodysuits and under lamplight, the men race to fix the plant, knowing the high exposure to radiation may kill them.

Five workers have already reportedly died and 15 are injured.

The plant manager, a man in his 30s, had been pulled out of the crippled plant the day before, his radiation exposure having exceeded the pre-crisis limit for nuclear power workers of 100mSv annually.
He is one of the original fukushima daiichi, an anonymous band of mostly Tokyo Electric Power Co technicians, who have battled in pitch dark to cool overheating reactors and fuel rods since a 14-metre tsunami swept fukushima daiichi No 1 plant.

"Once the radiation control limit is confirmed to be 250 millisieverts, I will work at the site again within that limit," the fukushima daiichi middle manager says.
"I will work up to whatever is the legal limit," he repeats laconically.

The manager was one of seven workers among the originals whose exposure levels topped the Health, Labour and Welfare Ministry limit for nuclear plant workers of 100mSv annually.
Only limited numbers of people are available to work on critical jobs such as reconnecting emergency power to the reactor cooling systems which meant the annual limit has been temporarily raised to 250mSv.

At its most dangerous, on about March 15, fukushima daiichi No 3 reactor was giving off 400mSv hourly. 
The original team of 50 were later joined by another 150 workers in rotating shifts to lessen exposure to radiation.Currently, radiation level is 10000 times the normal radiation in nuclear plant.

The middle manager and other samurai with relatively high exposures will not be allowed to enter another nuclear plant, certainly for five years and probably never. 
A woman said her husband continued to work while fully aware he was being bombarded with radiation. In a heartbreaking email, he told his wife: 'Please continue to live well, I cannot be home for a while.'

They are few of the ordinary men who lead by being extraordinary. People needs infinite courage and faith to believe in your own live when death is a certain word. Time to remember the hero’s who will be a source of motivation for years and generations.

"Japanese have build their own empire and soon will find the lost happiness"

Wednesday, 16 March 2011

The retrospect in Death

Suddenly I started following my parents footsteps. My uncle, grandfather, my grandma, I loved her most, Sharman uncle, yes he always favored me; without any realization I was on the path well traversed by all of them. Like it or not, truth is scary when it’s chasing you. I always wanted to be different, something that I am passionate about, something that has balance of fame, money, lust and my life, Selfish? That was me. Human! Not because I always wanted something back from life, I demanded them. My efforts were not limited to passion, it was social. Driven by mobility of social strata, dignified by resurrected entropic phenomenon of sage soul & pimp my life into bull’s eyes of walls & streets. Briefing me is simpler enough to know yourself. But do you know yourself? Why not, I am an egoist megalomaniac. My multiple senses make me master of my conscience. Who do you think you are! You swellheaded creature! Diversion is detrimental. I was way ahead of my time. I was leading to death.

My life is equally useless as this discussion. Important at this point is path I’m about to follow, I am Mr. Mojo, Lennon, MJ , I am also father of nation Mahatma Gandhi, Alexander, Winston Churchill, I never wanted to mention Newton, his laws sucks through ages, Hitler and Stalin reminds of some power I’m about to gain, I was nobody slowly evolving into Somebody. Suddenly chains of shackles of mind seem to be broken. Loads felt gravity-free, diversions seem to be bent-free. I was on a road travelled by even by Jesus & Krishna. My state has no caste, no religion, I was atheist, I have no name and I am in going into deep meditation, my senses were going deep into long, prolonged derangement to attain the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us. I was on the road most travelled but less attained. For me, absolute freedom exists.

I was happy, happy to be no-one, happy that I am finally me going on the road of liberation. People who were once known by different nouns like family members, friends, relatives, neighbors etc etc were lamenting. In life, as I tired of living, of the aches and pains both physical and emotional associated with the aged, I became convinced that once I left the world of the living I would not, could not, be coerced into ever coming back. I was dead and I knew it. A general feeling of indifference, which I’d associated with the acedia others had come to associate with me, washed over me. In living I had feared death; yet in dying, despite the crushing weight of too many regrets, I feared I hadn’t lived enough. I begin to understand the meaning of life. I was always asking have I lived long enough, did I completed my tasks or kept my words. Death completed everything.

“Who are you?” Surprisingly saw a fat-ass guy who was guiding me, my soul. “Oh-ho, You are god….Finally I met god, I knew what’s other side of the life, I just needs to go back & tell them….” Mumbling stopped when that fellow shouted “I am jack”. I always knew he was Jackass. 

“I was a human like you. Now I am a messenger. I work for invariance & metastability. So, we have reached to a place called hell. I have been told to do so. I have been working for past 257years; you are my Job number 48594. Once I reach 50000, I’ll be promoted. I have acclaimed the fame of multiple….”
“But still you are not accurate after so much of experience”, I interrupted. “This is not hell, this is kind of heaven” My overconfidence worked faster than senses.

It was so clean & natural, People were laughing & playing, animals were moving freely, cool breeze almost reaches your inner being, fruits & flowers, waterfall& fishes, grasses, animals, and happiness completes the atmosphere. This can’t be hell, this is heaven, I am stupid, I shouldn’t have told him about his mistake or else he will put me back to real Hell, I liked this place.

“Hey,  hello!! I am never wrong except once case which I liked that person & intentionally kept at some undesired place. This is where you are supposed to be for some time.” He paused for a while.
“You’ll meet my master in 7mins “he said after looking in the sky.
I was waiting…still waiting…still waiting…Finally broke my nerve. After 7 days (I still don’t remember because there was no day & night but could guess from his 7mins), a old big bearded, long white clothes, overall o.k. kind of personality ( I couldn’t rate him better after the kind of wait he made me through.

Both of us were silent for another half an hour & then I started “Are you one whom I am supposed to wait for”

He nodded.

“Do you know how long I have been waiting for? I am alone for past, I don’t know how many days and I have not eatennn….. (Oops I never felt hungry) anyway, do you have slightest of idea what am I going through. I own nothing here. How can I stay?”

Master calmly came closer and put his palm on my head. It was cold & soothing.
“Being Human has remains even in deep beneath your soul. Keep Patience like waves of ponds, keep patience like eagle flying in the clear sky and Keep patience for the message of other nature beings”

“So you think I am responsible for all the chaos that’s been created. I am the one who tells lion to eat fellow timid animals; I am the one who guides small fishes in shark’s digestion process. Because we are two handed and multi brained doesn’t make us critical” I was once good in debates & extempore.

I do not remember more of the discussion as I fainted and lost my most of the memories. Later, I reached to a house, window of which was pretty strange. It was sitting by the side of a window of a wooden house located on the top of a mountain. Outside the window I could see different places of planet earth. My master said life exists there in dead form and I am a survivor from there. I can see lots and lots of Human beings. They exist in clubs and united within clubs. Their place of living looks out of the world. They lives in buildings, but not in nature, they likes themselves but not other animals of same origin. They kill tame & dumb animals. They torture weak and kill others. Their existence out of nature is diminished by their own creation of artificiality and brainless use of their dual parted brains. Their heart walls is painted with smoky color like polluting chimneys and filled with mashes of jealousy & hatred. They have many identities and division exists in relativity of parameters of religion, castes, rich, poor and supreme and weak. People just satisfy themselves I wondered, do they know themselves enough to satisfy. Nature is an existing proof of suppression of weak & timid. Forests are visible as small dots on earth. Water is exists used for draining in the sewages. Animals were made to suffer & humans were made to kill each other. Water, air & earth are no more free & safe.

“Why did you create this earth? Do you like plethora of destructive model? Do you enjoy watching all this? Do you….” I was spellbound.
“Then he said, look at that person, he was your brother & one beside him was you son. They are the part of this beautiful mass massacre of nature. You were part of that. Wrong & right are never relative, for human they are absolutely relative “Slowly I was regaining part of my memory.

Their bellicose nature felt me regret of my interpretations of a well established earth. They time & again proved me wrong and made me guilt of my ambitions of getting a world coercive enough to guide a perpetual cycle of life.
“I feel pity for them. Hell is far better than what I can experience earth from here. I never want to go back to earth for the kind of hatred and destruction that fills the nature kills the real joy of inner soul. They reside deep inside. Now I am happy not be a part of such manual beings. Death was the greatest thing that happened followed by liberalization of mind and salvation of soul. But I still feel these things could be attained in a Good happy life. Now I never wanted to go there.” Extremely ecstatic, I was.
“How do you thing perpetual life cycle goes on. You must be part of it unless you are not a part of it.”  I listened to master for the last time.

Resuming blogging

It's been around 2 year after which I am resuming blogging. Laziness surrounds the heavy thought of disguise in colorful crowd of interdependent diversity. with the interest comes our inquisitiveness to know things. To know things make you feel less knowledgeable and in the end of this void phenomenon of meaningless knowledge, we are borne with the thought. Nascent thought are ephemeral and unimportant, till the time it forms into the rational reasoning of behavior, strong enough to bend the spoon in Matrix. Rightly said "There is no spoon ".