Tilak Amitava Chowdhury

India is a huge country and the saying that 'crying baby gets the milk' is absolutely apt for the country when it comes to getting good public service. The 3Cs for getting good public service in this country are : Complain, Criticize and Chorus. Now what do I mean by these? Complain: Every government office has an email id and social media handle. Continuously write to them till your issue is resolved. Repetition is the key here as it is difficult to catch their attention and to get your problem top of mind. Criticize: in India, it is assumed that what you are getting is the best you can get. So it will be good if you can show some examples from other countries and compare Apple to Apple. It may shame the bodies into action. Chorus: India is a democracy. Here only numbers matter. So gather as many people who share your pain and together approach the social media and cry your hearts out. Chances are you might just be able to reach the right ears and manage a workable solutio...

Recently, I chose to travel twice by public transport. Once from Delhi to Bhopal by Rajdhani and second time from Delhi to Mcleodganj by Volvo from the notorious ISBT. When I reached Nizamuddin for my train to Bhopal, I felt I was part of a herd. No sitting space, dirty station, people have no choice but to stand or sit on filth. The other experience was no better. The enquiry counter had one old stooge who wore the expression of being Mr knowall but in reality was an idiot who had no clue. The whole place is chaotic and everyone tries to fleece some money out of you as if you are some sacrificial lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The food is sub standard and expensive and served with an attitude that you are being obliged. The bus service was no better. Till the last ten minutes I was kept waiting for your bus number. If you miss it it's your problem. How can we make things better so that tourists really feel incredible travelling in India? Here are the 5 things we must do immed...

Can there be anything more beautiful than the clear blue skies with the white cotton like clouds drifting through Can there be anything more soothing that the large tress in a forest on whom the birds sing freely Can there be anything more calming than the river stream flowing gently reflecting the moon on its waters Can there be anything more intoxicating than the raindrops pouring over your roof in a rhythm of its own I feel our senses were created to love and appreciate nature To admire the beauty of the colours in the flowers and the butterflies To relish the taste of the freshest fruits and the sweetest honey To feast our eyes with the rising sun and the beauty of the moonlit nights Let's not waste our lives running after man made toys That make us old, greedy and weak Let's head back to nature in droves To the world we come from before we created our own hell's It's still not late To handover our future to fate We might still be able to get back peac...