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  • Sumanta 9:01 AM on November 25, 2017 Permalink |
    Tags: , Changi, Singapore, Skytrain   

    Amazing Skytrains at Changi Airport 


    Travelling by Skytrain at Changi Airport, Singapore can be a memorable experience if you have some time to spend at the airport and enjoy its variety of flavours. These trains take you free of cost across various airport terminals at the Changi airport.

    If you are are not sure which Skytrain to board, various displays are available at various parts of the airport to help you to decide. However, for people who find it hard to grasp maps in one go, like me, the easiest way is to ask any airport staff, which I found a helpful way. One thing that is worth mentioning about Changi Airport is the help desks, distributed throughout the airport.

    The staff are generally quite helpful and offer free lozenges, just feel free to grab few. Staff at these help kiosks provide help to travellers in the airport, to get access to the free internet available at the airport. They scan the passport and generate tokens for this purpose and one may receive more than one token on request, for using internet on multiple devices. However, one can also follow some of the guidelines found on the airport displays and learn how to connect the free wifi through mobile. It’s simple, all that one needs to do is to follow the prompts.

    Coming back to the Skytrains, these trains are amazing primarily because they are not manned i.e. driverless and fully automatic. Its something like unmanned drones, although it doesn’t shell or spy anyone, rather carry passengers safely across airport terminals.

    Finally, let me add few more sentences about the wonderful airport. First, is its aesthetic part. The floor of almost the entire airport area accessible to travellers is carpeted. Since the airport is quite large and if you are looking for a calm place to sit and relax it don’t seem to be difficult to find one. Some chairs are fitted with appliances to charge electronic gadgets like mobiles and laptops.

    If you are fond of shopping at the airports, there is a huge range of choices throughout the airport. Some people probably utilise it as a mean to kill the boredom of waiting for long hours for catching their next connecting flight. You may find electronic leg massaging chairs spreading out at various corners of the airport premises. Interestingly, it was free when I travelled and hope it will remain so in future too.

    If you like to be around people of various parts of the globe, this airport may serve the purpose to some extent. At certain times of the day, you may find people from various countries speaking different languages under one roof.

    Furthermore, there are facilities in the airport to send your extra luggage by postal or courier system. Although the service seemed expensive to my wallet’s expenditure limits, giant airport shoppers with weighty financial capacities might find it helpful.

    Besides that, the airport takes care of both smokers and non-smokers. For smokers, there are enclosed smoking areas which help non-smokers to refrain from inhaling passive smoke.

    Lastly, before wrapping this post, I must mention about the airport’s pre-departure security check, a concern probably for most passengers. Based on my experience and understanding, the staff responsible for this task take their work seriously and sincerely, which obviously makes the airport one of my favourite.

    P.S.: Descriptions here are based on this author’s individual travel experiences which are not necessarily free of errors and things might change with time too. Therefore, please cross-check information from authentic resources.

  • Sumanta 12:00 PM on March 13, 2017 Permalink |
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    Why cesarean sections are rising in private practice in India? 

    In the recent time, particularly in private practice the toll of cesarean sections are quite high in various parts of India. This author tried to speculate why cesarean sections are rising in India and here are the understandings of this author (which are also enriched by some real-life experiences).

    First question is whom to blame for this rising trend of C- sections in the private practice, the doctors or the patients. The answer might seem like to both, but I feel doctors. Why? Some people might cite that the ladies today are too softie and want everything smoothly without undergoing the labor pain. But I feel that it’s not wrong for a woman to avoid pain of all sort in life and even labor pain. Besides alleviating pain, since family sizes are shrinking these days and becoming restricted to 1 to 2 children a vaginal delivery might be perceived as risky health practice by some pregnant mothers and their families, who feel cesarean can be a safe alternative to achieve a complication-free birth.

    The point to understand in this regard is that patients can actually demand anything based on their understandings, but that shouldn’t be an alibi for doctors to incise a woman’s tummy. Ethically doctors are supposed to explain the pregnant lady and her family about the pros and cons of the cesarean section and also stating when such an operation is really indicated. Unfortunately, these ethical issues are only limited to legal papers and texts with not much real life utilisation. Therefore, in my opinion, the doctor should explain clearly the issues of delivery without any word game during conversation to bend the patient and her family members mindset towards an unnecessary cesarean section.

    Next question is why doctors in private practice incline more towards a c-section. I feel ‘money making’ will be a partly correct answer, a better phrase would be ‘easy money making’. When a doctor opts to do a cesarean section he doesn’t need to monitor the patient for long hours (unlike normal vaginal delivery). For long hours of observation, more staff are needed and more time needs to be dedicated, which counts as a negative feature for private practitioners. Not only that for conducting normal vaginal delivery doctors need to be available 24×7 because a pregnant patient may go into labor anytime, and private practitioners wouldn’t probably prefer to compromise their nights sleep regularly for their entire life, unlike their days when they worked as resident trainee doctors. Elective cesarean is just like regular outpatient practice, where the cesarean operation can be done at any time convenient to both the doctor and patient.

    A third query can be why then women who want a normal delivery with no indication for cesarean section voluntarily go to the government-run hospitals where normal delivery is generally offered for eligible cases. This is a complex issue to answer. Many people don’t find the state-run hospitals clean and hygienic enough. These hospitals are often accused for baby missing complaints after delivery. Sometimes, cats and other non-human species can find their way inside the hospital wards, and this author witnessed such multiple times. Unlike private practice setup where a woman can get treated under a particular obstetrician of her choice, in state-funded hospitals less likely all women will be delivered by senior experienced obstetricians  and things might worsen particularly at the night time when the lonely unsupervised trainee doctors makes a mess of situations like when shoulder of a baby which gets stuck in birth canal or the mother starts bleeding uncontrollably. Statistics is always good on paper and presentation, but in real life the loss of life or permanent complication of a mother and/or her baby is cent percent for that individual and her family. Its not wrong for a pregnant female to get delivered under skilled confident doctors rather than unsupervised learners. And at this particular point a cesarean section in private is possibly justified unless the government can make any drastic change in the trend.

    Lastly, what can be the solution to avoid the unwanted indication-less c-section problem. Bringing in strong laws is obviously an option to compel private practitioners to follow the conduct of medical ethics. Besides that the country should adopt better recruiting, training and licensing system for doctors from nations that are best in obstetric care in the world. Also, the patients and their family members should be made aware of the wrongdoing of unnecessary cesarean sections so that they can demand a normal delivery when there isn’t any indication for Caesarean section. Furthermore, patients should be given a legal right to record their doctors counselling about what mode of delivery should they choose so that at a later time they can take it to the court as a piece of evidence.

    Let’s hope, someday the social media loving policymakers will start tweeting on this topic too to get fame (which seems too delicious to them, ‘the Narcissistic farts’), and bring in some fragments of happiness to their citizens.


    P.S.: Views and opinions expressed in this post are author's individual, not meant to hurt anyone in any form. If such has happened unknowingly, please understand it as a mere accident and not intentional.
  • Sumanta 8:10 AM on February 23, 2017 Permalink |
    Tags: sinkholes   


  • Sumanta 12:01 PM on February 19, 2017 Permalink |
    Tags: Driver, , , rampage, safety,   

    Rampage drivers to fly drones 

    I first heard about ‘Drones’ when I witnessed their use in warfare and spying, in television news. Then in movies and recently read in news websites about its potential usage for delivering courier or online shopping items to our doorsteps. Although, a lot of arguments are ongoing about the possible misuse of drones in freight of goods by online shopping companies, some are even imagining about its possible future use in daily commuting of humans.

    If drones are to be used in future for our daily commute to office, developing nations in particular will be benefitted, in my view. Why? Let’s discuss it in terms of a city like Mumbai in India, where roads are clogged up with suffocating traffic and where bike riders and three wheeler rickshaws are in a competition to prod their front wheel in every small gap they find in the heavy traffic to beat other vehicles in the race of reaching earlier to their destinations (however, unless you have been in such roads you can’t get the actual essence of it).

    Easiest way to travel in such traffic congested cities is through the railway, however the rails don’t propel you to every minuscule destinations beyond the capacity of its tract, and in most days during office hours you may prefer to avoid its hefty rowdy crowd. Since such cities are grossly unplanned and have no much space for new mega transport infrastructure to introduce, drones may be a sort of swift relief form the burly stifled crowd and may also serve as the fastest mode of transport in such busy metros. If drone technology keeps accelerating in the current pace in near future we might find such drones instigated for common man’s commuting. We might see structures like buses with four propellers at four corners of its roof being lifted up and moved on towards it destination.

    So much so is about use of drones for public transportation purposes. But if it gets allowed, which might eventually be someday, that any individual can own a drone and drive it like a cab or rickshaw for carrying passengers or like bikes or cars for personal usage, to reach their precise destinations, what will be its aftermath keeping in mind how real traffic situation is on the roads. Seeing the current reckless, mercy less, unorderly, chaotic and traffic law undermining driving of drivers in most major cities in metros of developing nations, it is quite horrible to even think about the probable rampage that can happen in the air when these set of drivers are permitted to fly drones.

    If you ever witnessed, some of the notorious vehicle-overcrowded traffic signals in cities of developing nations, you can find how almost every driver gets busy trying introducing the front part of their vehicle in every little space available on the roads worsening the jam to its zenith. And at the very split second the traffic signal becomes green the first row of traffic run in almost a windy speed as if they are chasing an Olympic medal to reach the next traffic signal. Simultaneously, in urban metropolitans of third world nations, its not uncommon to see the disrespect of drivers towards pedestrians, who just almost ram on pedestrians mercilessly and some even crawl up their vehicles on the pavement. To worsen the anguish of pedestrians further its not unusual to see pavements preoccupied by illegal constructions like shops or extension of houses, parked scooters, non tax paying street canines etc. On the other hand, some pedestrians are also blamable for their reckless traffic rule defying behaviors particularly while crossing roads with head phones plugged in their ears.

    So if such traffic law disobeying attitude drivers take up drone flyer’s control seat some unimaginable spectrum of consequences might pour in. To sketch few, some drone drivers my collide with sky scraping buildings (commonly found in metros of developing nations), while other might end up in drone-drone collision or alike aircraft crashes may plough into traffic beneath on the roads. A solution may be to introduce licensed pilots (truly licensed, unlike those driving licenses easily obtainable in some corruption corroded countries), like aircraft pilots. But a drawback of such commercial pilot recruitment might be the difficulty to monitor such huge pool of pilots, if drone are to used in future like bike, taxi, rickshaw or bus. However, if the drones are unmanned like those automated cars recently introduced by one of the famous internet search engine company an orderly drone traffic system may be possible to achieve.

    Now one can definitely rise a question, why am I targeting third world countries with stickers of rampage driving in traffic, aren’t there rash drivers in the developed nations. Yes in the later too we can find traffic law infringers, but there are certain concrete differences from the former to understand. In developed nations, primary reasons why the traffic is not most of the time clogged to such extremes as in third world’s urban roads are the better planned traffic handling, good road construction and mapping  and attitude of  majority of people to stick to traffic rules. Moreover, the CCTV’s are mostly fully functioning and are systematically monitored in the west, where a driver who violates traffic rule if caught on camera faces the legal consequences, which is not the case in developing nations till date, grossly.

    P.S. – This writing is based on the author’s individual observations, which is not necessarily true and agreeable to all.

  • Sumanta 11:08 AM on February 12, 2017 Permalink |
    Tags: computer, Murder, puzzle,   

    The briefcase story part 3: the sky masked men and bibliography 

    This is a continuation of a suspense thriller series: First 2 part of this series can be found here- The Briefcase story: part 1 THE BRIEFCASE STORY :PART 2

    The cops greeted me with a smiling face and asked me to disembark from the aircraft. They took me aside for a talk where a thick beard mildly obese person named Mr. Job was waiting for me. Mr. Job introduced himself as the chief investigating officer of Dr. Rasley’s murder case. He extended his apologies for getting me off from the aircraft. He also said, to conceal my identity in relation to the murder case in front of other passengers and flight crews his staff lied to me that I needed to be contacted for visa issues. While conversing with him, I agreed to cooperate with his investigation and he assured me a free return flight ticket back to my homeland by the end of that day.

    I didn’t think much and agreed to stay back till evening, however, under one condition, I won’t leave the airport premises. Not sure why did I say so, but Mr. Job happily nodded to that.

    Immediately, I texted my situation then to my family members and some of my colleagues who might be concerned about my whereabouts.

    With all my luggage Mr. Job drove me with him in his car. He took me to a room inside the airport which seemed to be used for various types of interrogations by law enforcement authorities.

    Then Mr. Job narrated how he and his team found me in relation to this case. After Dr. Rasley’s death, on checking the CCTV footages from the train and railway station they came to know about me. Initially, they thought about me simply as a co-traveller of the deceased and ignored. However, at a later time in the process of their investigation when they came to know that Dr. Rasley couriered me just before is assassination they thought of interrogating me. By the time they reached my hotel address I was away for my flight and they had to come all the way to the airport to complete enquiring me.

    In the meantime, I informed Mr. Job all I knew about Dr. Rasley and also showed him the briefcase. His assistants started to photograph the briefcase something I had already done during my closed door investigation in the hotel room, but they were doing it in a much mature and professional way.

    Few airport authority staff showed up then and argued with Mr. Job how can he proceed an interrogation on that airport without pre-informing them. Their exchange of words became bit loud gradually and they went out of the room to fix who was right and to what extent. Such bickering between police and airport staff shook me in fear of possible expatriation from the airport premises, which I felt unsafe for me as it could have brought me in the telescope of Dr. Rasley’s assassinators.

    It has been about 10 minutes, I am all alone in the interrogation room of the airport, neither Mr. Job nor the airport staff’s voice could be heard anymore. I felt like being in a truly awkward situation, and for a moment I regretted my decision to stay back to help the police. Some amount of suspiciousness was squirting out of my mind in regard to Mr. Job, how much should I trust him. I prayed to god, Mr. Job should not be connected with the wrongdoers associated with Dr. Rasley’s liquidation, otherwise, I would be in grave danger. Moreover, the surplus agonising silence of that room with no window to see outside was paralysing me more emotionally. For a moment I even felt like being in a solitary confinement.

    While puzzled with such whirly thoughts of whom to trust, one of those two cops returned with two cheeseburgers and a bottle of chilled soft drink. Well, that was an appropriate token of hospitality I needed at that moment and appreciated happily. After that light snacks, I opened my laptop and tried to scan through various documents and photos I accumulated in relation to Dr Rasley’s murder. Then I thought of reviewing the particular research article which I found in the briefcase. So, I took the article in hand and slowly started to read through it, although superficially.

    The article had multiple authors, Dr. Rasley being one of them and was about the effects of a particular medicine among aboriginal city dwellers who took the medicine as a part of their treatment for diabetes. Finally, I reached the last 2 pages of the article, dedicated for citing references.

    Bibliography, although is a vital requirement for any publication, I always found it as the most boring part. I seldom go through it thoroughly, unless I really feel something in the article is fishy, contradictory or riveting, which sparks the urge to check back with the references. Same was true for that article in the briefcase too. While casually turning through those two page s full of references I felt something was unusual and after thoroughly scrutinising them it became apparent that the references didn’t belong to that particular article. To be sure, I tried to compare the same article on the internet and found the bibliographic pages that were in Dr. Rasley’s briefcase were not the true component of that article. These references were from some other article. Unfortunately, I couldn’t  dig out the host article to which those belonged. It was also possible that those were references to some unpublished article which would make it difficult further to find on the internet, but there was no way to be cent percent sure about it.

    Why should Dr. Rasley put bibliographic pages of another article with that article? Did he do that purposefully to give me some hint or that was just a mere coincidence? Being haunted by these questions, I rescanned repeatedly over those 2 pages, full of references. Then my eye caught on the footer section of those 2 pages where the origin computer from which those were printed was mentioned, possibly by the default setting of the printer. Contrastingly, the footer section of other pages didn’t match to these last two pages. I called Mr. Job on his no. and informed him about it. He returned immediately and also found that astounding.

    Part of the print in the footer line of those 2 bibliography pages was ‘/rash’, which I doubted as the name of the owner of the computer from where those pages arose. I asked Mr. Job if he can find someone called Rash, which might be the person’s first, middle or even the last name, and our only hope to solve this murder case. Although Mr. Job took my words seriously and informed his staff to look for the person named ‘Rash’, he depressed me a bit giving rise to the query if ‘Rash’ is the name of the computer the person might be using but not its host’s, because some people, instead of keeping their own name as their computer’s user account name, prefer using the following – ‘guest’, ‘pc’, ‘my pc’, ‘peace’, ‘my computer’, ‘display’ and so on. Such computer names get printed in the footer region of printed pages in such cases.

    Mr. Job used his wireless device in hand and informed his staff to inquire about anyone named ‘Rash’. Within next 2 hours, it became evident that there was someone named Rash, a female trainee student of Dr. Rasley. Rasley used to visit Rash at her home frequently and he called on there two days before his assassination too. That day Rasley worked till late night on Rash’s computer. Although it proved the origin computer of those printouts but police couldn’t get much meaningful information from Rash to swipe away the cloud of puzzle condensed around the death of Dr. Rasley.

    Time seemed to roll on too fast that day and it was evening when I boarded the aircraft to be back home. Mr. Job came to see of me and thanked me for my cooperation. Although the mystery of Rasley’s death remained unsolved, I was feeling quite light because I had handed over the briefcase to Mr. Job for his investigations and got rid of the gift from a murdered victim. Although the seats in economy class of flights are not that reclinable how much it should be, I attempted to adapt to it and tried to relax.

    As the landing gear dropped and the flight touched the runway next morning 7 am, I presumed that the briefcase story was over. However, latter by the end of the day, I understood that it was actually the dawn of this story.

    From the airport, I straight away went to my workplace and spent the entire day sharing my experiences of my tour, and my colleagues engaged themselves in drawing the various type of conclusions about Rasley’s death. At as the day was ending around 6pm, I headed towards the underground parking where my boss was supposed to pick me up and drive me to his home. While waiting for my chief at the underground parking area, I saw 4 people approaching me fast and all having sky masks masking their face. A sense of unpleasant threatening environment jerked my conscious but instead of fleeing my legs became frozen and glued to the ground, which was probably due to handcuffing of my brain by rotting fear. They were armed and targeting their ammunitions towards me. They were individuals too precise in their targets therefore without any introduction they directly asked what they want, and all they wanted was the briefcase that Rasley had given me. Since I had nothing to do with all these things happening around me in relation to the briefcase, I narrated the entire story including about Mr. Job and Miss Rash. Not sure they trusted me or not they asked for my camera and laptop which I had to give them without any major protest. Next, they took me few meters away towards a dark part of the parking area and asked me to stand to face a wall with eyes closed.

    I was standing there standstill until my boss called me from my back. When I turned around I found him yelling at me; he was frustrated as I was not at the parking spot where he wanted me to wait. However, soon he read the apprehension on my face and asked for its cause. Hearing all that happened in the parking lot, he immediately called the local police station and cops arrived in another 10 minutes.

    During the interrogation session, when the officers asked if I possess any photos of items found in the briefcase (which Rasley had sent me by courier) I had to inform them that all photos of the contents of the briefcase were in my laptop and camera, which were then with the robbers. Police officers made attempt to establish contact with the officials of the country to which I visited, for the contents of the briefcase, but it didn’t work out because of poor political ties between the nations.

    It was gradually becoming apparent to me and the police that those who mugged my laptop and camera were well aware that I no longer possessed the briefcase and all its contents were captured in my camera and laptop.  But what was suspicious was why were those thugs after those boring content of the briefcase.

    I was quite sure that the thugs wouldn’t be able to dig into my laptop as it was password protected but my camera didn’t have any password. Not sure if anyone sets a password for a camera.

    During the post interrogation days, all the incidents I went through in the last few days kept brewing in my brain. Then I suddenly recollected that in the airport while I was with Mr. Job I was browsing the internet and documents from my pc generally are synced to a 100-gigabyte cloud storage software, where things get automatically uploaded and stored. I immediately checked for it and found that among all the photos I took only two pages were uploaded to the cloud and luckily those two pages of references which didn’t belong to the article in the briefcase. I right away pulled the receiver of my phone and informed the detective who arranged police protection for me. His name is Tefo, a tall and slim dark man who most of the time were goggles, not sure why but maybe he likes that style or maybe to hide his professionally obsessed scanning type vision to sense crime like a dog’s sniffing habit.

    Mr. Tefo came to my residence within an hour and after seeing those printouts he praised my work as ‘impressive’.  He said that his team had gone through the article that I found in the briefcase by downloading a copy from a website but couldn’t find anything fishy.  His team felt that if there was anything of worth in that briefcase, it should be in the last two pages bibliographic pages that didn’t belong to the article in the briefcase. I too agreed with that concept and kept looking into those two pages to get some hint to all that was happening then, but it was as usual boring. Tefo scanned those pages and shared with his office staff who hold expertise in breaking encoded hidden language by various means.

    It had been few days since I met Tefo, and since then I didn’t hear from him, possibly he must be busy solving some crime mystery.  I had gone through those two pages of references so many times that I can see them even when I closed my eyes. In a way, my brain got fatigued by continuous thinking about it. To recreate and divert my brain I tried to plunge into enjoying a movie. Surprisingly, despite my serious efforts to delve in the movie those two pages of bibliography were hammering my brain and then suddenly I felt that there was something wrong with 1 of the references among those two bibliography pages. That particular reference had a different citation style in comparison the rest of the citations.

    If you don’t have an idea about how the references are written in a research article, let me inform you that there are particular sequences in which authors names, article title, journal name, page number, publications date etc. are arranged in a citation. Various citation systems (like Vancouver, Chicago etc.) have their own sequencing pattern.

    When I informed Tefo about my discovery he called me to his office where he introduced me to experts who are professional in unwinding secret codes of terrorists. I became disappointed knowing that my discovery was not credible as his team had already spotted it two days back. But Mr. Tefo called me because he felt I can help his team with their investigation. They have checked all the citations listed in those two bibliographic pages and all were true references to respective parent articles except the one with different citation format. We all scratched our head to find out the essence of using such a different citation style.

    To be continued……


  • Sumanta 11:09 PM on February 7, 2017 Permalink |
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    The briefcase story :part 2: what is inside? 

    This is a continuation of a suspense thriller series:First part of this series can be found here- The Briefcase story: part 1 

    pexels-photo-177688.jpegI opened the briefcase with shaky hands and a lot of apprehension of the sudden blast in case if any explosive was inside it. However, unboxing the contents of the briefcase appeared apparently safe although the contents were a sort of boring, bunch of printouts of internet downloaded contents, looked like a journal article. While scanning my eyes through those I found myself in the dilemma, if I should draw the attention of law enforcement officials about this incident or should I contact the briefcase sender’s daughter. Neither felt as comfortable choice to me and I started to turn those pages with a vacant stare. The documents were all about some medicinal drugs. Being unable to decide what all these documents meant and why and when did Rasley send this briefcase full of documents to me, I went for a shower. The answer of ‘when’ did he send this parcel became clear post-shower when I thoroughly examined the sender’s details printed on the parcel cover; he couriered it just minutes before his assassination. The mystery remained around why did he send it to me’? I knew him only for a very brief period, maximum for an hour or so.

    Next day, as usual, I started in the morning for the conference, as scheduled. That day’s schedule was divided into two sessions, the morning session involved paper presentations by some guest presenters and the post noon session was dedicated to a city tour, by bus. Therefore, I was carrying a camera on that day to capture the beautiful glimpses of the city.

    On arrival at the conference venue, I received a light breakfast and a formal welcome and then hailed straight to the conference hall where I found a comfortable empty seat in the middle row to sit. I was just about to seat when my eyes remained stunned open as I saw one of the names on the guest presenter’s list displayed on the screen, ‘Dr. Rasley’. Is it the same person Rasley, who is deceased or someone else with the same name. Within next few minutes, my doubt erased as the condolence filled announcement was announced for Dr. Rasley. Suspiciously, I couldn’t make out why didn’t he tell me in the train that he was also hailing for the same conference where I was attending, although I told him about it. He was the third guest presenter on that day’s list in the conference. I started to perspire thoroughly with the angst of the entire events I went through since visiting this island nation. Few things were then becoming clear to me about my train-friend Rasley (Dr. Rasley now), he must had been in some sort of trouble and knowing me as a member of alike profession and participant of the same conference, must have sent me the briefcase to my hotel. My sixth sense said that the briefcase full of explosives that we uncovered in the train was possibly placed for Dr. Rasley’s assassination to commit a homicide rather than a terrorist act to blow of the train. I couldn’t keep any more control on my nerves and left the conference hall and went out to the lobby.

    In the lobby area, I tried to recapitulate all the incidents again and wanted to know what really Dr. Rasley’s topic of the presentation was on that day, for any possible clue to his murder. I went directly to meet the conference organiser and asked regarding the deceased guest presenter’s submitted abstract. The reply I received was heartbreaking, and further complicated the puzzle of Dr. Rasley’s death. The organisers informed, Dr. Rasley is a renowned professor in his working area, which is related to uncovering unknown adverse reactions related mysteries of medications and since he was a guest presenter his item was allowed to be a last minute surprise, henceforth no-one had any idea about the possible work that Dr. Rasley would have presented on that day. Some of the things were becoming clear to me albeit not all, so I decided to return to the hotel and suspend the remaining days’ activity at the conference.

    It was noon when I returned to the hotel, and hunger was troubling me a lot, so first I headed for a lunch and then to my room. I sat with a mug full of steaming robusta and a piece of paper to try to join all segments of the events together, to find any link between Dr. Rasley’s murder and his conference presentation topic.

    It was quite clear to me by then that since pharma companies were possibly involved with his presentation topic it’s likely that he was almost about to untangle some mischievous truth about some drugs that could have been potentially harmful to a particular drug company’s business or legality. Unfortunately, this was my hypothesis only and had no way to prove it. Although, I thought many times to discuss those things with the local police, didn’t do so because I felt that it would be wise to keep away from them suspecting the high financial influence on law enforcing authorities such giant drug companies could have had. Nevertheless, till then everything was just an imaginative play of my mind with not much strong evidence to any proper hint which makes a perfect knot with the real scenario.

    I didn’t have much time in hand and must leave that nation in next 72 hours when my return flight was pre-scheduled. So thought of self-investigating the case to my best possible extent. Thanks to the internet and computer, the angels of this century, allows us to do a lot of investigative work simply being in a room as if an undercover detective. If it was the time when Sherlock stories were portrayed probably I would have to plunge in giant potholes of real danger to uncover various pieces of information and would have increased my chances of being noticed easily by the wrongdoers.

    I didn’t have much knowledge of a detective’s work, except those learnt in forensic lectures I went through during my grad days. But my sole rang, I should give a try and so I did dip myself in investigating Dr. Rasley’s murder case silently behind the closed door of the hotel room.

    First thing in my investigation list was to know the academic work details of Dr. Rasley, and that didn’t seem to be a difficult task, the university where he was most recently enlightening his pupils displayed all about his works on its website. There were almost 130 publications where he was the credited as an author and he also contributes to few books pertaining to medicines. I immediately figured out that the deceased with whose death mystery I was dealing with, was a damn gem in his field of work. Solving, such a mammoth profile person’s murder case is probably not an easy job for an amateur investigator like me. However, I didn’t allow such low esteem thought to outgrow in me any further and focused back in my investigation. I knew as long as I am doing all the investigation work over the internet and my computer, probably I wouldn’t be noticed by the perpetrators, albeit one should always be careful from the new computer tech related pests, called ‘hackers’.

    Among all the works that Dr. Rasley did only a few, I understood, primarily those about side effects or mechanism of actions of certain medicines used to treat humans. Rest was about complex issues like genetics, lab animal-related experiments, various chemicals etc. beyond my level of knowledge to engulf in one short scanning type read. After spending few hours on the laptop screen trying digging out the essence of his works my eyes were worn out and had to take a nap.
    anatomy_of_a_murder_2It was 6 am next day when I woke up, which obviously was not a nap anymore, an overnight sleep rather. My hidden close-door hotel room investigation didn’t make much progress yet. I took my early morning coffee cup and checked my emails first and then returned back to Dr. Rasley’s research papers that I downloaded on the previous day. But after head cramming for about another 2 hours nothing noteworthy I could dig out.

    Then I started to think of another way to solve the case. Since my childhood, I have heard stories and seen movies where it’s depicted that when a thief goes to steal something in a house he searches in all hidden places like closets, under the bed etc. for expensive valuables but doesn’t gaze over things that are lying in front his eyes like a gold made wall clock hanging on the wall. Similar is said be true for crime scene investigators too, who bang their heads in search of hidden clues but overlooks those pieces of evidence that are just in front of them, staring and smiling shamelessly to be picked up. As such a vibrant thought bubbled in my head, I decided of going away from the briefcase by few inches and then slowly move closer towards it to find out any easily visible superficial clues. To do so, immediately I did put back all that was inside the briefcase and packed it almost in the same adorn how I received it from the reception and kept it on the table.

    Then, using my knowledge till that date about performing a criminal investigation, which I primarily learnt from TV shows how best US agencies investigate a crime scene, I tried to emulate a smarty detective’s prototype. Alike professional detectives, I too started with photographing the briefcase from all possible angles and both from outside and inside. I included both close and long shots of the briefcase.

    After transferring those photos to my laptop I tried to view those photos by zooming in and out to hunt for any clue like a scratch mark message or something like that on the briefcase. No, there was no such clue that Dr.  Rasley left for me. However, keeping in mind the level of intelligent quotient the man might have I explored for all possible clues that can be looked for.

    Over the next 4 hours of intensive search through those photos taken by me of the briefcase and its content, I could bring in only one positive finding that was a ‘missing screw’, which was missing from one of the hinges of the briefcase. Although I  thought it could be a hint leftover by the deceased for me to solve this case, without underrating the level of intellect he had, but couldn’t make out anything from that missing screw.

    Finally, the day came when I should leave the hotel and fly back to my home country.  I had an early morning flight and a cab was already arranged by the hotel manager for my transportation to the airport. After boarding the aircraft, I started to engage myself in revising with the onboard crew’s live demonstration how to fix a seat belt, what should be done in case of an emergency landing in water and how many exits the aircraft had? Everything around me was fine and I was also happy that finally, I was homebound. But a significant amount of remorse was also burning me from inside being unable to aid a deceased get justice, who probably found me as his only hope before getting murdered. At least, I could have handed over the briefcase to police or Dr. Rasley’s daughter. I did nothing except trying to be a hero and returning back empty-handed.

    Anyway, I always had been a good law abiding citizen always, who don’t hide air-hostesses and keeps mobile phone on during flight. So I turned off my mobile phone and fastened my seatbelt and was preparing for the takeoff and then an air hostess requested me to come to the rear end of the plane for some visa related queries. I didn’t argue and simply followed what she said. My heart started to pound heavily when I saw two armed police officers were waiting at the back side of the flight for me. It was quite clear that visa issue is bullshit, because I entered the nation legally for the purpose of attending the conference, and this must be something in relation to Dr. Rasley’s death. I was almost about to sob, I hated police in fear of wrongly detaining innocent people behind bars. But there was no choice other than facing those officers.




  • Sumanta 7:08 PM on February 4, 2017 Permalink |
    Tags: fantasy, fly, , Sea   

    Waiting with the sea 

    Where does this story coins? Somewhere along the bay of Arabian Sea in about a stone throw distance away from the sea shore. I am relentlessly waiting for my clients who are yet to show up. It’s afternoon, the small hand of my watch just ticked to one. My present niche includes a small room from where through the tinted glass and over a heavy wire barbed fenced concrete wall, I can see the sea’s dark water splashing the boulders.

    Today the view in this afternoon is bit different, the couples who generally are preoccupied on those boulders ashore busy making intimacy through engaging their wet lips are not present today, may be due to the scorching heat. But the weather’s warmth isn’t annoying my vision at all, because of the filthy spotted glass window.

    Scads of children (boys) are bathing in the sea. Most looks like school students because they were wearing blue trousers and white shirts before dipping themselves in the sea water.  Seeing this high water levels and these lonely unsupervised kids I was trying to recall the  counter scenario at western nations where lifeguards along the coasts are deployed who keep an birds eye on those in the water. But here, along the shore of this developing nation probably ‘luck’ is their only lifeguard and life jacket. No-one cares apparently, except the parents and sometimes the latter too behave reluctant, as any other non human species where roles and responsibilities of parenting retires post breeding. Thankfully, during the entire timespan I scanned my vision in the sea, things were in favour of life and goodness.

    While these kids were splashing themselves to beat the heat, about half a kilometre away from them an amazing play of some avian species were on motion. A huge flock of sea birds were spiralling above the sea water.  They were combing over the sea water using their legs almost alike how we swipe credit cards at a shopping centre. Such natural extravaganza generally ignites a hunch in my brain try understand those phenomenon in absolute details, may be due to too much contemplation of nature and animal related TV shows. Probably those birds are fishing by their claws and hence making repeated attempts to scratch on the sea surface. I desperately felt the need of a telescopic camera through which I could have cropped and saved this piece of moment on my laptop. Sadly, we don’t always carry all accessories we require in our life, and is true in my case too. I appreciated the amazing skill of those birds of nailing through the surface of water with out (possibly) getting wet. It seemed like a small aircraft gently gliding over the surface of water and flying away. Unfortunately, we humans despite having the craziest brains can’t do such an act naturally, due the absence of wings. Nevertheless, the panorama was heart-warming indeed.

    Oh, a client has come, I must return to my real time human life situation and come out of those floating expensive thoughts and plunge my head back into my work. So, let me pull over this writing here, for now.

  • Sumanta 4:53 PM on January 29, 2017 Permalink |
    Tags: Depression, Despondent, , Melancholy   

    Some people are skilled to make you feel despondent 

    During your entire life time have you ever come across people who make you feel depressed by their talks or gesture or any other form of social cues? If yes, probably you aren’t alone. Despite the excessive trumpeting of the lively quotes sharing of great people about positive echoes of life on social media, still many of us fall pray of the depressive ideologies thrown at us by certain individuals. Lets envision this issue through this authors perspective.

    To begin with, let’s try to know who are these people involved in sharing views in a manner that can impact their audience in a deteriorative manner. If I scan the pages of my life, I find such people distributed across various age groups and professions. You may find such people in police or even politics.

    In this regard, I recall the picture that is quite common in medical schools.  Almost all over the world, a common practice of senior doctors is to make their juniors (particularly those in apprentice phase) to feel worthless in front of the patients and other paramedics. I initially felt that such emotional beheading is only prevalent in developing nation, however, few clicks in the internet search engines can uncover similar heartbreaking stories from various wealthy nations too. Probably, there are handful of medical students who never faced one such situation during their career.

    Next, lets try to scroll through the list of people who are the sufferers of such mental oppression. Who’s not in the list from kindergarten students to probably people in senates? Possibly any one can be subjugated by this psychological oppressors. Young children are probably the worst sufferers as they are simply at the dawn of their mental growth and don’t yet really know how to face such situations. Photo0264

    To continue this discussion to its succeeding  phase, lets figure out why some people behave in this manner to dispirit another individual. Some probably do it unknowingly as a matter of being habituated to such type of behaviours, learnt from the antecedents to whom they came across in their career path (may be a boss under whom they did their research degree). While the remaining do it simply to gratify the itch of their sole (believably its more gratifying then the itch comfort associated to a fungal skin infection for example that happens in groins or armpits, DEFINITELY A BIZARRE COMPARISON!). In almost all phases of life, from kindergartens to universities to old age homes, such tyrant specieses of human race are largely prevalent, unfortunately.

    In educational institutions reporting of such humiliations are generally low because of two reasons, in my view. One, some students have some prefixed idea glued in their brain that this type of psychological anguish is part of their career and its an experience too. The other viewpoint which the remaining student community share is that their period of angst will last only for the years of their training and they just keep tolerating it (while waiting for the course to finish).

    Finally, lets evaluate the possible consequences on people who actually have to face such despondent situations. It might shake the psychological foundation of a person and make them depressed or even suicidal. Substance abuse can also also be an unwanted guest to the sufferers life as a result with their emotional turmoils.

    Despite the attempts and claims of strong actions against such psychopaths (in my opinion) by the authorities, underreporting is a likely problem and the compromised people keep suffering silently.  Underreporting can also be a phenomenon in socially or economically dependent population, in children, women and elderly particularly. As time passes, the scars of emotional shaming tend to fade in some, while the rest carry it all the way to their graves, and sometimes unwillingly.

  • Sumanta 1:29 PM on December 22, 2016 Permalink |
    Tags: , , ,   

    Air hostess or pilot – whose belly appalls you the most? 

    In general most people have the concept of female air hostess although males are also largely dipping their toe in the profession. Slim female air hostess is a vogue which still exists in many sections of the airline industry and is also largely depicted in the advertisements of many airline companies to boast about their in flight hospitality service. However, it’s probably uncommon to see any advert showing slim pilots, who play the prime role of flying the aircraft safely. In my opinion, a slim pilot should equally be looked for and customers should urge for it too in the ads.

    If you are wondering why did I coin such bizarre topic, here is the answer. Recently, during a flight travel while waiting boringly at the pre-departure lounge at an airport I noticed few pilots (males) with big protruding belly comparable to 3rd trimester of a female pregnancy. In contrast, the accompanying female air hostesses were looking just too emaciated to mention. That view at the airport made me to write this post to encourage the readers to think about the various facets of such health architecture of pilots and its disparity with the rest of the airline crews.

    Some of the female air hostesses in airlines operating in third world countries whom I came across say that to keep their job in motion they must maintain an absolute flat belly. Some even say that they are weighed frequently (almost daily) to monitor if they are keeping a static weight or not. Some even say, they are not supposed to marry (true or false not sure), because the airline company might not be ready to support crew who are going to conceive. Male staff who accompany them are also maintaining an absolute slim figure, and some even with added regular gym goers macho look. So far that’s how is the non-cabin crew’s story.

    But how about the pilot, who is possibly one of the main individual involved in flying the airplane  safely to its destination. Since, pilots don’t have direct face to face interaction with the passengers on board, airline companies don’t care much about how many extra kilo’s they put on. Their chubby-hanging-suffocating belly don’t make the CEOs of the airliners shy. But should airline companies be concerned about it? Possibly, yes. It’s because a pilot on-board should be at the pinnacle of his best health records. Obesity is a significant risk factor for health fatalities like stroke or heart attack. Probably none of the passengers or crew on an aircraft would wish to have a nightmare of their pilot getting a heart attack in the sky.

    Not sure about legal issues, but those who sniff around for suing someone may investigate this issue. I hope the autopilots are well equipped to gift us a safe landing if the pilot collapses for an inadvertent health event in the sky. One thing is however reassuring in this context, there is a system of having a copilot, hopefully he will be helpful to extract us in such situations. Although, pilots are supposed to go through regular health check, overweight pilots are becoming increasingly visible these days. The flight safety jeopardizes the most, not when a passenger or a non-cabin crew gets a myocardial infarction in the sky rather, when a pilot gets it.

    Therefore, next time when you are in the airport, swipe your vision across the airport to see the health status of the pilots passing by. Share your feedback with the airline company or authority if you think they aren’t looking as healthy (in terms of excessive weight gain) as you expect.

    Have a safe flight.

    Merry Christmas!


  • Sumanta 4:10 PM on July 30, 2016 Permalink |
    Tags: , , newspaper,   

    Should we pay money to read news online? 

    pexels-photo-177557.jpegIn today’s online era, newspaper companies and tv news channels have simultaneously started to broadcast news through their websites too. This is probably because most readers have switched their reading habits from the paper version to the online mode.

    During our childhood days, newspapers use to get delivered daily morning at our home. Newspapers had its own distinct smell, primarily because of its unique recycled paper quality. And on Sunday’s most newspaper sellers would provide some supplementary pages, generally in exchange for few extra bucks.

    Newspapers at certain localities were important beyond its news content, as a symbol of social status. Newspapers meant style to many, a cup of coffee combined with a newspaper in hand and rolling on a reclining chair use to be a preferred style of many individuals, and some still hold the practice alive today. While others buy a newspaper for other miscellaneous purposes like finding their matrimonial alliance to searching a job or property.

    Newspapers weren’t something very cheap always, cost wise, to splash its news droplets on every poor man’s house. Although one single subscription might not hurt one much economically but the monthly and annual expenses for regular subscription made many to resent silently.

    But things are no more exactly the same, neither in the developed world nor in the developing. Infiltration of the internet even at remote parts of the globe is gradually making it much easier for people to get access to news, online.

    You can now save a significant amount of money that you would have otherwise paid every month to purchase the paper version of newspapers and get the same news from the internet, absolutely free and from multiple news providers.

    Since smartphones boomed in the market news reading on the web appears to have reached its pinnacle. Opening a laptop or pc to read news would have hindered many to go to online to read news always, but these smartphones have made that quite simple, simply a tap away! I think this is a good chance, to get to know the news is part of every human’s basic right and people should have options to get that free of cost.

    However, recently we can find that some of the well-renowned news media companies are gradually trying to convert their free online news to a pay and use service. They are starting with very low cost probably 10 dollars for 2-3 months subscription. Why such a monetizing attempt of the online news? Maybe they are not making enough profit by the sale of news as they use to do with their paper version. Or may be human avarice for money has no end. Whatever may be the cause it might be uncomfortable for many readers who love to read news free of charge online.

    Fortunately, some of the very popular old news broadcasting companies have not yet taken such initiative and are still providing news free over the internet.

    If all such big news providers start to monetize by making online news a paid service, then the problem will start for people like me who don’t want to pay to read news on the internet. However, if such monetization of online happens in the real world one day, small less popular news companies may find it as an advantage to blossom and make a hike in their popularity by allowing free access to news.

    Social networking sites in this regard, possibly make the best earning from news display, despite not being the primary news collector. Since a large number of people these days rely on social networking sites to scroll through news event from different news media, their ad-based revenue remains quite solid.

    “…the journalists, who write the news articles. How do they earn money if news is to be circulated free on the web?”

    Although we see the headlines and a briefing of a news on the social networking site, we don’t always visit the parent news broadcaster’s website to read the news. This means that the host news company don’t get that benefit what the social networking site gets, while it is so true that collecting news and then getting it typed in readable and presentable format is a daunting task.

    This brings me to the journalists, who write the news articles. How do they earn money if the news is to be circulated free on the web? Probably this easy access to news is not good for them. Not only that quality standard writing is now gradually becoming available in low profile news media too due to a global rise in literacy and quality education.

    Another sad point for journalists is that not every reader cares for good scholarly written articles. Many of the readers just want to read news in a pick a boo manner, similar to texting abbreviated text messages on their mobile phones, with no time or interest to delve into the news writers hard work. Well in that way sometimes it feels online news companies should also be charged some money to access their news. However, one thing pertaining to this issue one should not forget is that once a newspaper company which use to serve a small cluster of people at a region of the globe is now getting a global circulation by virtue of the internet, and therefore there loss and profit issue is really complicated.

    “Whereas news is like a flower in the common man’s garden where both a truck driver and the president of a country can visit.”

    But there is a flaw here too. Not every person who can’t cut a share of their monthly budget to read online news, is a poor reader. There are plenty of shrewd readers who truly appreciate the content of the writer but might not be willing to or able to pay for it.

    In this regard, I feel one must not confuse an article written by a journalist for a common man with a research paper written for a mathematician, for instance. Popular research content publishing journals publish on particular subject areas like maths or astrophysics which are frequently subscribed by universities for their libraries as reference materials to read for their staff and students. This can be a potential way of earning for those journal companies. Since mathematicians doing research have no other alternative way to gain access to a pure research article, they have no alternative other than getting access to the paid version to read and cite articles.

    Whereas news is like flowers in the common man’s garden where both a truck driver and the president of a country can visit. Therefore, making online news paid may not be a wise thing to do. Even many very rich person spend cautiously these days.

    Finally, how does this author accesses news? I read news through news feed section of a popular social networking site. Recently, I met through some branded international news providers, urging to go to their paid version to read their articles, which obviously prompted me to write this article. I removed those news companies from my liked list of newspapers.

    In my opinion, news media companies should try to earn their revenue by other means like ads. Most readers don’t mind ads as long as the news is free. A paid version of news may be kept optional for readers who don’t want to view scattered ads around a news item.

    Well, finally time will answer if really one day all online news providing companies will shift to a paid subscription edition like the printed version of newspapers.

    At least people like this author will be the last person to support this mode of commercialization. The news means the voice of truth, freedom and democracy, hence my appeal will be to keep online news free of charges.

  • Sumanta 8:32 AM on July 10, 2016 Permalink |
    Tags: , Education, , university   

    Money – the primary requirement for higher education today 

    17309480255_a16a130b05_bWhen we were kids, our teachers and parents shared with us certain core views values about education, one noteworthy was that better educational institute means a heaven where talent is solely honored, and therefore money is not important in that perspective. However, it don’t seem to be totally true when we see the trend of modern higher education system globally and the tuition fees related to it.

    To get enrolled in the world’s top most universities today undoubtedly you need to accumulate hundreds and thousands of dollars first, then is if you are meritorious or not. People who pay big chunks to get their education from those top ranking universities are no doubt becoming successful in there career. So this probably means that the talent which you are born with is not all that you need to have a great career but its just a part of the requirement of jobs and career race.

    So before we teach our children that money is not important, alike our forefathers who kept on injecting the flavour of such noble thought, we have to answer them how will we be providing the tuition fee required for their dream university education.

    Since most top ranked institutes are in the developed nations it absorbs a huge number of students from developing nations along with their colossal tuition fees. These money flowing out of the latter are quite high. But students can not be blamed in this regard, dreaming better education is everyone’s right and when their mother nation can’ t provide it they should get it from wherever they can obtain.

    Students of developing nations are badly hit because of the international fees structures of the top universities, which are generally 2-5 times higher than that for their domestic conversion. Because of weaker currency the battle of life to collect the money for developing nation students become more fierce.

    Finally the question is, if this practice of expensive education sell a good or bad thing? Possibly good in the sense it allows the host country where these universities are located to gather a huge amount of money and also enrich themselves with the research and projects done by the students. Unfortunately, it has a downside too, it is gradually becoming a game for wealthy parents wards only, which don’t sound ethically right. Nevertheless, that’s how is our present day education business.

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